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Current Mood: uncomfortable
Anyone else see Jim Cramer get nailed to the wall by Jon Stewart the other night? Dear God, it was horrifying. I’m trying to cling to the signs of hope here and there. A short run of positive Dow days. Experts predicting the beginning of the turn around before the end of 2009. But holy shit, folks. The economy’s sucking air, in case you didn’t know.
And on the subject of other things that you probably already knew, I’m apparently a raging liberal, according to this test Aaroncito sent me. I scored a 281… well off the chart of averages for all the demographics I belong to, based on the summary of results at the end.
It’s been a busy few weeks. The shows in Sacramento and Fresno were a lot of fun. Some old friends showed up each night, and we even made some new friends. That first Smiths album has a few tunes that aren’t so live-show-friendly. Let me tell you, nothing grinds the evening’s momentum to a screeching halt quite like a trudge through something like “The Hand That Rocks The Cradle.” So if you ever had an interest in hearing us do that one… well, I hope you were at one of those shows. I made it through both shows relatively peacefully, but by the time I got home, my voice was gone, and I was well on my way to being sick. Even missed a few days of work over it. But fret not, I’m right as rain now. Let’s see, what else? Cliff Notes: Louder Than Bombs was good this last weekend. I’ve been guitar shopping lately, against my better judgment. I went into a Good Vibrations for the first time maybe ever. I managed to finally break (in half) my old Ikea couch from the Jared/Mission days, so I’m in the market for a new one if anyone’s got suggestions.
And this Friday, TCB is having yet another specially themed show. We’ll be in San Jose at the Blank, playing two sets of classics as usual… but the first set will be unusual in that it will cover all of the rockabilly songs in the Smiths and Morrissey’s respective canons. Really… all of them, you ask? Yes. We considered every song they recorded and picked up everything that was remotely rockabilly in nature. Rusholme Ruffians? Of course. Sing Your Life? Duh. Pregnant For The Last Time? You’ll hear it for the first time… this Friday at the Blank. Don’t miss it!
Some random entertainment for you… if you’re looking for a way to kill 15 minutes, check out this list of one-hit wonders of the 1990’s. There were so many I’d forgotten, and talk about bringing back memories. They say that smell is our oldest sense and the most closely tied to memory. You know how a scent you haven’t come across in years can instantly bring you back to a time and place, right? Well, I’m convinced our pop music sense must be the next in line. Reading through this list, it was like middle school all over again.
In a conversation with Jamie the other day, I managed to work the word “homonymous” in, as there was some confusion about if we were talking about Mac makeup or Mac computers. But since I can’t remember the exact phrasing of my stunning display of lexical majesty, the quote of the week instead goes to her, who said this regarding me walking out the door without my wallet for the first time in years:
“You must have forgotten to take your memory pills.”