Note to Self
I’m on Day 8 of ….something. i don’t want to talk about it. So I won’t. But I did want to note that something different was going on, more for myself than any of you. So forget all that.
I spent the morning feeling like shit, for some reason. I felt hungry, vaguely sick-ish (but not nauseous), and most of all tired, and had to wade my way through a stack of work left over by the co-worker who’s gone off to Dallas for a week, a stack of my own work to catch up on, and oh yeah, an unexpected (but welcome) trans-atlantic call. What an odd, surreal morning. For many reasons.
I downloaded a lot of music this weekend. Yes, yes, tsk tsk, I know. Spare me the lecture. I got some Mokira, a little Jeremy Enigk, a tad of Jacques Dutronc, a handful of Storm & Stress, a tidbit of Tujiko Noriko, and a little something by Eu, which is one of my favorites of the batch. And I finally replaced my copy of Operation Ivy’s Enegry/Hectic! This is the one album that I can truly say changed my life. It got me interested in music, and clued me into the fact that music existed outside the realms of commercial radio and chain record stores, along with the Specials’ first album, and a tape by a local band called CFB. Those were the first things that made me investigate music that wasn’t being pushed in front of me by other forces, and inspired me to make music of my own. So it’s great to have that influence back in my possession.
Finally made it out to the flea market on 116 on Sunday, with Keith and Michelle and Anthony. I picked up the Car’s Candy-O on vinyl, and a couple of books I used to check out of the library repeatedly when I was in second grade. They’re books of spaceship illustrations and such, made to look somewhat like encyclopedias, with fake “history” and blueprints for each ship and the different scenes they’re in. Pretty cool stuff for a 7 year-old, and kinda nice to have around for nostalgia purposes.
Anyways….that’s about all the excitement in my life right now. More later, perhaps….
