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i just posted this on ilx, but i love you guys, too:
Good things from this past weekend:
1. Hung out with co-workers after work for the first time ever on Friday. I know some people avoid this kind of thing, but it actually helps me feel less alienated from my job. Plus, some of my co-workers are kind of cool -- it's just not a very social work environment. So a couple of PBRs and some nachos and some office gossip: nice.
2. Pitchfork vs. The Fader at Sonotheque later that night. Awesome. Spent much of the first hour drinking more PBRs while standing against the wall, listening to scott pl. spin grime tracks. Which was fine. But after he was done in the booth, chatted with him for a while, said hi to Ryan, and then introduced myself to Jessica, Julianne, and Miles, right as the dance action was starting in earnest. Music writer networking plus hot beats and ass-shaking: awesome. Then I went home and started two drunken ILM threads about it.
3. Had lunch with my mom on Saturday in the suburbs and left with her old car, which I can now drive around the city. I celebrated my first automobile CD player by listening to Shuggie Otis and Donald Fagen on the way back home.
4. SHORT SPRINGTIME HAIRCUT. I miss the curls, but sometimes ya gotta be drastic. (And they'll show up in no time.)
5. Kick-ass rock show on Saturday night with the Fake Fictions and the Nueva Cats. The Cats were tight and kinda reminded me of the Young Marble Giants, but with the girlish naivete of Moe Tucker's VU songs. Fake Fictions rocked as usual. Ran into an old co-worker (who knows the FF drummer), whose boyfriend and I had a good conversation about art and stuff.
6. Played a totally low-key show with Canasta at the WLUW Record Fair on early Sunday afternoon. Didn't even mind taking the bus there and back, because it was such a lovely day. Said hi to a dude whose record label I interned for seven years ago: remarkably, he remembered me! This will maybe be advantageous in the future.
7. Saw Phoenix and Dogs Die in Hot Cars at the Metro last night. Phoenix was good but played virtually the same set as the Double Door a few months ago. Also, I can't tell if I like the lead singer's total rock star act or not. I thought I did, but he also sorta seems like a dick, maybe. Dogs Die in Hot Cars, though, was quite beguiling. The singer looks sorta like Tim Buckley, and the lead guitarist like Stephen Malkmus, but the music is totally like circa-1982 XTC. I kept thinking the next song was going to be "No Thugs in Our House." And they're Scottish. Fun.
i saw sylvia101 and hypersimulation at that phoenix show, too, but only at the end. kinda wish i'd had more time to talk with them.
also: i now have a new driver's license, with half-closed eyes, weird-looking bangs, and not even a smile! phear me!
Good things from this past weekend:
1. Hung out with co-workers after work for the first time ever on Friday. I know some people avoid this kind of thing, but it actually helps me feel less alienated from my job. Plus, some of my co-workers are kind of cool -- it's just not a very social work environment. So a couple of PBRs and some nachos and some office gossip: nice.
2. Pitchfork vs. The Fader at Sonotheque later that night. Awesome. Spent much of the first hour drinking more PBRs while standing against the wall, listening to scott pl. spin grime tracks. Which was fine. But after he was done in the booth, chatted with him for a while, said hi to Ryan, and then introduced myself to Jessica, Julianne, and Miles, right as the dance action was starting in earnest. Music writer networking plus hot beats and ass-shaking: awesome. Then I went home and started two drunken ILM threads about it.
3. Had lunch with my mom on Saturday in the suburbs and left with her old car, which I can now drive around the city. I celebrated my first automobile CD player by listening to Shuggie Otis and Donald Fagen on the way back home.
4. SHORT SPRINGTIME HAIRCUT. I miss the curls, but sometimes ya gotta be drastic. (And they'll show up in no time.)
5. Kick-ass rock show on Saturday night with the Fake Fictions and the Nueva Cats. The Cats were tight and kinda reminded me of the Young Marble Giants, but with the girlish naivete of Moe Tucker's VU songs. Fake Fictions rocked as usual. Ran into an old co-worker (who knows the FF drummer), whose boyfriend and I had a good conversation about art and stuff.
6. Played a totally low-key show with Canasta at the WLUW Record Fair on early Sunday afternoon. Didn't even mind taking the bus there and back, because it was such a lovely day. Said hi to a dude whose record label I interned for seven years ago: remarkably, he remembered me! This will maybe be advantageous in the future.
7. Saw Phoenix and Dogs Die in Hot Cars at the Metro last night. Phoenix was good but played virtually the same set as the Double Door a few months ago. Also, I can't tell if I like the lead singer's total rock star act or not. I thought I did, but he also sorta seems like a dick, maybe. Dogs Die in Hot Cars, though, was quite beguiling. The singer looks sorta like Tim Buckley, and the lead guitarist like Stephen Malkmus, but the music is totally like circa-1982 XTC. I kept thinking the next song was going to be "No Thugs in Our House." And they're Scottish. Fun.
i saw sylvia101 and hypersimulation at that phoenix show, too, but only at the end. kinda wish i'd had more time to talk with them.
also: i now have a new driver's license, with half-closed eyes, weird-looking bangs, and not even a smile! phear me!