Did I mention that I'm sick yet? No? Well, let me say it loud: "I'm sick and I'm proud." Hell, yeah! And when I'm not spending the afternoon barfing up a lung, I like to plug into the Lonesome Organist's latest Thrill Jockey release, Cavalcade, and get all jittery, anxious and psychedelic.

The Lonesome Organist is a one-man band in the truest and most classic sense. Remember those guys you used to see on TV when you were a kid that had like a big bass drum attached to a clunky old organ that had a big tuba and xylophone growing out of it? And they'd sit behind it and play all the instruments simultaneously? People, that's the Lonesome Organist. Cavalcade was recorded live to two-track, the Organist playing everything you hear. Or so the press kit says. I don't know-- I haven't seen this guy in concert yet. But if that's true, he's a goddamned amazing musician.

Cavalcade is a strange follow-up to the Organist's 1997 release, Collector of Cactus Echo Bag, which is, to this day, this most bizarre album I've ever listened to. This one's surprisingly more organ- oriented. Whereas Cactus Echo Bag was all about combining sounds that don't fit together, Cavalcade is about making a loud, clangy ruckus suitable only for musical backing to the finest acid trip. But do you wanna listen to it daily? Well, no.

-Ryan Schreiber