What’s that smell in the air? Besides day-old taco whiff, I mean? It’s baseball. Baseball is just two months away. Which makes me as happy as a little girl running through a field of daisies. To celebrate, I’ve been blasting Robert Pollard’s “Kid Marine” and “Not in My Airforce” all day. If there a more spring-like song than “Far-Out Crops” I would like to hear it.

Steve Malkmus played a secret, all-request solo acoustic show two weeks ago in front of 200 people. He played six Pavement songs, including “Frontwards,” the best song ever written. I missed it.