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Saturday, May 04, 2002
Evolver Unlike the theory, this song rocks! Lunchbox - "Evolver." Bring it on anytime, fresh and cool. Bring it, right now.... The Cows The Cows are a ton cooler than the ugly mildly nauseating plastic cows all around Portland right now.. Yes, bizarro plastic painted and pasted cows are supposed to make you think of giving money to a charity? They should burn them. "Two Little Pigs" - hey, at least it's music! (And I *don't* mean the mass of lousy music. No this is music. I'm not so sure it fits either, but it's not a total loss. Thank God for my ears, my mind, my heart, my life, my love.) No, she's sweet, And I saw her on the street. Next up, Lunchbox, "Weekling"... "Do do do do Do do do... Do do do do Do do do.... Do do do do Do do do... Do do do do Do do do... " He Hails You "He hails you and you pay him no mind." - Lambchop, from the some of the best seconds from "The Militant." All Over The World Lambchop's so delightfully bizarre. "All Over The World". I love these guys sometimes.. Yeah they've got some stuff you want to strangle. Then there's this little number, just right, just now. Or "Moist Towlette"... Lambchop's so fuc**ng cool! Look Alive! In case one starts to get a little mellow, there's always Sleater-Kinney - "My Stuff"! Wait, they live *here*... I could run into them.... Finally Friday I did it, yesterday, finally. I parked, at a 3 hour meter. Relaxed on a bus bench a few minutes, just taking in that edge of the downtown vibe. I dropped another quarter in the slot. On top of the world, the world smiles for me. The girl walking down the hill looks up, her hair up, she smiles at me. I beam back. Then after a little dart over to a shop I spied on the corner, I did it, a little detour, and then, I was there! At last! Finally Friday. I'd take that girl on the back of *my* scooter, anywhere.. He Laughs Madly!  Canidate - "Hawaiian Police" - I like it, and it doesn't fit. Ultra Vega - "Icy" - yeah she is. Too soft. Carey's Problem - "Food Is Feeling." OK, it's been too long. Interesting, and it doesn't fit at all! I need a success here! Something for that next CDR... Some Imperial Teen? Yes, from "What Is Not To Love?" "Wha wha wha, wha wha wha... " Oh yes, this is much more like it! He laughs loudly, too loud and crazy. Lots of Frogs! The frogs vastly outweigh the princes. I love reviewing songs when I'm in the mood though.. I could use about 8 times the mood, to wade through the things I've been wanting to review at some point. Time's not relavent though. Only within one's life must these all be gotten to. Or not. What if you were 87, and you died with 27,408 songs you'd thought might be good, and you never got around to hearing them yet. So what. :-) You probably died happy, you had all those in front of you.... Just waiting for your whim.. I was discovering yesterday how unimportant personal collection cassettes/CDR names seem to be. Most of the ones I listened to had no names. I just knew what they looked like (and how they felt.) Well, there are the occasional cool names, like "Follow Your Feelings".. I miss those handwritten, funky looking cassettes though. I *could* do that for CDRs. Is that allowed? ;-) Oh here, a Bettie Serveert, "Palomine", I've had my eye out for, for months... Yes. :-) "Love is the answer..." - "Cheeba Blue Persuasion Mix" Not Today!! Reggae's not for me, not today! Funny how those things work... I'm loving some rock, some indie, some exploration now.. There's so much stuff I need to listen to. Like Frank Black, "Los Angeles." Why did LA have to get kind of scary? I've been there since, but it feels edgier than it did before.. I can bite into this song though. LA was a lot better when Rhinos was the best record store in town.. LA's still got pretty good stores, but they're not the tops on the west coast, by far..Now, should this song be on my next CDR? I think I'll put it over there. I can always cut it later if need be. Happy day! I Smiled, They Sang I had the most wonderful day yesterday. It all started with an hour's trip, exploring some more custom tapes I put together little by little a few years back. I'm so glad now, that I put in a cassette deck to go with the CD changer and things, for my wheels. I could rock down the freeway, being somewhat blown away by selection after selection.. I'm recalling how I used to put together such tapes. I'd be working on several cassettes at once, with different themes (all reggae of one type or another.) It was so much different from my approach to making a CDR. I want to recapture that. If I have to, I'll get my cassette deck fixed and go back to that method. I'd be reviewing whatever LPs, CDs or 45s I'd picked up.. Maybe something from a trip a year back, that I hadn't gotten around to listening to yet. "Wow, what's this?! Cool... now this would really go perfectly on that tape with "Winsome" on it... "Hmm, what did I do with that tape..." Then, some time, maybe, I'd find the tape, and add that song. Little by little, it would become a really cool tape. In the back of my mind, I'd have the various themes running around, so at any time I might connect something listened to with the perfect destination.. Of course, I'd only do that with some of the best stuff. I always saved plenty of things, to be listened to only off vinyl, or CD. To keep them fresh. When I took a break from my reggae, there were so many things I hadn't even previewed yet! So, there's going to be fun when I finally get all the way back. In the mean time, those cassette tapes are whetting my appetite. My concerts on the fly. Only better than real live reggae shows, except for the dancing, and the lovely girls there.. So, I was in the best of moods, when I got there to do my good deed. My subject was not really very cheerful, I just had to endure that with a smile... I went for a walk in Salem, by the Pringle Creek. The birds were singing for me. I smiled and looked at the trees overhead, the leaves, in closeup. Everything, the water, the still blossoms, seemed so intense. I felt so alive... I smiled at the girl on the sidewalk, oh, well she smiled at me, and I smiled back. I have lots of smiles now. One can will oneself to smile.... Later, oh, I did something I thought I would never do. In fact I think I've written here that I would never. I did it though, and it was excellent! I smiled a lot yesterday, and some people seemed quite happy about that.. I felt so happy... Thursday, May 02, 2002
Tougher Yet "Can't you *feel* it, even on the street sometimes? Can't you *see* it, right before your very eyes? All day long, it comes your way... It's gonna be rougher yet. It's gonna be tougher yet. You can't get out, you try... You'll get crushed in the rush... Lord, help them please {edit}" - Slim Smith, 'Rougher Yet' Tuesday, April 30, 2002
Sinatra and The Beach Boys Today, Nancy Sinatra is releasing a new CD, called "California Girl." Beach Boy Brian Wilson and falsetto Jeff Foskett, who leads Brian's touring band, appear on her album, which I haven't heard yet. Sinatra described the experience of singing with Brian and Jeff (on one song I believe) as "like singing with the Beach Boys." Charlie and Violet  I found them laying there, happily whispering to each other... He of his little Violet, and her of her Charlie. Whoa, I need to polish up my small talk skills. Standing near a ball game last night, catching the last evening rays of sunshine, I could sense people coming up and down the park trail, some with dogs, some jogging, all enjoying the warm spring day. Oh, up the hill and the gently winding trail came a thin blonde. I sort of looked back over a little as she came closer and passed me. She slowed and smiled. Then she stopped, about 20 feet over, near the little stands. As she was passing me, I noticed her back. She had a small, lovely back, with shoulder blades exposed. I was thinking, "Hey, she's stopped, because she wants to meet me." A couple minutes later, she came back over my way, paused, we smiled at each other, then she went walking again. Now, it doesn't sound like much, but it was pretty clear that was my chance to strike up a conversation with her. Only I was too busy admiring and half-way watching the game to speak! Just the day before I had read something about me socially, that I am "shy and awkward." If only it weren't true. That's the sort of girl I want to get my mouth moving for. I actually do it now and then, and the results are generally good. If only I could do it whenever I want though.. We deserved to at least talk with each other, me thinking about that little back all the while... Monday, April 29, 2002
None of Them I was just thinking... There isn't a marriage I know of that I would want. There was a time when I thought there were.. They've all fallen from their perches though. Part of this probably is, I don't want to be in anyone else's shoes. Mine fit just fine. So, even if I was with someone who could possibly be "the one" for me, I couldn't see *our* marriage being the same as anyone else's. That wouldn't be ideal at all. There is a marriage I'd want, just that no one else enjoys it right now, I imagine. How could they? They don't enjoy my presence, thus they couldn't be ideal, **to me** at all...... Damm I love "Every Cut A Killer"! One of my best ever... Sunday, April 28, 2002
Nightmare of 60's Martini Land  Oh wow, I'd hate to be forced to watch movies. Well, many movies. Along with my extra Dodger games and actually an interesting thing now and then, I've got a lot more movies now, as a part of the digital cable package. So, I have the chance to tune into weird movies.. Like, "The Swimmer.(1968)" Oh man, this is painful. I hate it. What a jerk. So, Burt Lancaster swims the pools of all his fakish, boring neighbors, with their false friendliness. Help! It's just horrid. Plus, you have to look at Burt Lancaster in his trunks. I hate it! Hmm, it's sort of fun though. Subject yourself to something really bad, which you know you could escape at any time. Something you're so glad you didn't pay to see at the movies.. Boring boringness... The best part so far was one of the neighbors riding up in a 60ish hat on his fast little mower. This Connecticut I'll bet is the Connecticut of my short time college roommate, Chris. Yeah, I could see him getting stoned by the pool, or swimming pool to pool like this character. Very annoying! I would *hate* some guy just showing up and swmming in my pool. Interloper. This film is like a bad trip. No wonder I'd never seen it before. It's like an alternate reality failed extended episode of "The Twilight Zone." OK, granted, his ex-babysitter is really cute in her bikini. Pretty Lolita-like. The movie's been more interesting since she entered it. I can see the comparison's with "American Beauty" now.. Oh no, now he's crashing and burning with her... I knew I didn't like this movie. I was right about it in the first place. (A pair of mushrooms from yesterday's walk...) Oh man, later he tries to pick up on Joan Rivers.. his taste is going down. What a strange and uncomfortable man. They could have called this movie, "The Unwelcome Visitor." Now he's trying to seduce his ex-mistress, who's expecting a man visitor soon. Ha, now she's telling him off. She didn't find him interesting, she was acting! He certainly presents an unlikable character in this movie.. One long bad dream, which keeps getting worse.. Now, there was a movie on TCM which I wanted to see, at one time when I didn't have it. The one with the black heaven.. I saw a little of that one once, and have wanted more. |
