thursday mornin comin down

thanks to everyone who could come out yesterday. it was really, really fun.

i find myself today looking for the right music to get back into a life-mode that's not utterly disrupted by show-playing. as much fun as we had, it's necessary to re-normalize life. and for me, today, these two songs!



and

beach house -- lovelier girl (you'll have to stream it from here)

you might say: wait, these are unbelievably depressing! to you, maybe. i was thinking about kris kristofferson's 'sunday mornin comin down' but all the videos for that are from the 70s and 80s mariachi-band era. i just love the late-era johnny cash, and the fact that will oldham sings backup is just great. plus, despite everything, i think it's a happy song.

the beach house song is one of my many, many favorites. i could listen to them forever. this one is about distance and sadness and all that stuff, but it's also a happy song.

i think, if i were to complete the trifecta, i'd listen to those two in that order and add 'love comes to me' by bonnie "prince" billy. that'd really get me ready for life again. i think johnny cash, in the aforementioned mariachi-band and sickly-sweet-strings period could rip this song with june. if only.

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nice. is that the wind?
yeah.
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you guys have gotten so blog-lazy!!

what, do you have jobs???

either way, i will try to fill the gaps by alternating asinine, self-serving, and self-servingly asinine posts. what else have you come to expect???

so. show tomorrow. please come out, it'll be fun. July 24th will bring a show at DC Mini Gallery with some people who i dearly love as people and as bands. Greenland. The Laughing Man. The Alphabet. yes please. fuck yes please.

also, i put up a new song or two on the myspace. good preview for future shows. it's unfortunate, but steve grew his moustache back after his wolverine facial hair, but it's now an adapted Ambrose Burnside, so i'm ok with it.

hugz

the sweet taste of victory

we won trivia tonight. convincingly. and won the best team name.

i officially feel good about life again. it must be residual good luck from that bird who shat on my white shirt yesterday while i was having lunch.

muscle memory

i made a new song at the coffee shop. i'm sure the other patrons thought i was insane with my headphones on as i mashed my keyboard for hours, as if i were typing the world's longest gibberish email.

luckily, it sounds like the internal workings of the gmail servers, or a robot heart, or some such thing. call it an instrumental interlude.

czech it

also i redid my myspaces because the old ones were broken. ALSO, artomatic show on july 1, minigallery show july 24, galaxy hut probably mid-august.

don't break my dreams

whale song

ok the b side from the aforementioned new modest mouse single is called "whale song."

coincidentally, it's AWESOME. like, old-school modest mouse awesome. three-minutes-of-classic-modest-mouse-guitar-noodling-before-lyrics awesome.

that's all. off to sister's grad party.

hey! a story about twitter that doesn't make me want to claw my eyes out!

pete hoekstra: american hero

also, this is a good use for twitter. someone told me, trying to convince me that i should join (which i certainly will not), that i'd be good for it because it's good for making quips.

1. i can make quips just fine in real life, thank you.
2. i already have a BLOG. how much less interesting could i be?
3. if you were interested in what i had to say about a subject, just make up something that sounds like me. it'll probably be just as (un)funny.

i think conan has the right idea: