A casual evening and a suggestion to do something land me at the Echo. The promise was a female Jesus and Mary Chain... it was more of a less depression Tamaryn, hipper and younger Cowboy Junkies... a half job ( Read more... )

'99 or '00 - sometime while dating Katia, she busted out a CD she owned. In the days of youthful poverty and scarce media, ever album was as precious as it was a crap shoot ( Read more... )

As a youth I lived off the used bin of the local Tempo Music. It gave me copies of Mind The Perpetual Intercourse, Strategies Against Architecture, and Medusa ( Read more... )

I lived within spitting distance from the Hollywood Bowl for a solid decade and only went once. For years I could hear the festivities from my street - in '01 I listened to Radiohead play Kid A , and didn't care; if I had a Delorean I'd kick myself and enjoy the show ( Read more... )

There was a time of effort and cash flow. The music you know was what you heard about, could locate, and could afford. Affordability and accessibility was killed by Napster and the p2p clients that came in its wake. The mid 00s blogosphere replaced obscurity was replaced by depth of interest ( Read more... )

Spurred from a conversation earlier ( Read more... )

Musically the late 90s and early 00s were a wasteland of Nu Metal, Soft-Core Pop-Punk, other hyphenated things, and bejeweled Pop (see a beleaguered post). I shirked back into the fleeting shadows of ever worsening EBM and goth. And all was good.

By the summer of 04 I was wrapping up a failed relationship. i was watching classmates graduate college ( Read more... )

Sitting Still Moving Still Staring Outlooking
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLBjtP9galg

I have succeeded in spite of fortune, cash, and enemies. I've succeeded due to luck, grit, and friends. I look back at the people and opportunities and I thank you.