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Current Mood: busy
Well, it’s official. As of tonight, I have only one month left of my twenties. It’s coming up so fast. I can remember distinctly thinking that I have a year left, six months left, three months left, two months left, and now here I am. I have a feeling it’s all gonna go by in a blink. I mean, all of 2009 is almost half over already. Holy shit! Holy shit!
I was looking through some old saved song files on my computer the other day, and looking at my Morrissey folder, I saw that the timestamp on many of those files is back in 2001. This would have been the time that I really got obsessive about tracking down each and every song. My point though is just to think that Morrissey’s been a huge part of my life for eight years now. I’ve been listening for longer, but that was the time it really started becoming part of my personality. I know that to some of you, that’s not a very long Moz obsession, or even band obsession period, and that’s fine. Personally, I look back at 2001 and think how big a turn that was for me. How might I have turned out without that influence? And eight years. That’s a long time. I can still so clearly remember those days of discovering Moz b-sides for the first time. Each one such a revelation. And that was eight years ago. Again, gone in a blink.
Morrissey turned 50, you know. The Slim’s show was a big success, I think. The opening bands were both great, and totally appropriate for the bill. We played well. The turn out was great, and it seemed like I couldn’t turn around without running into someone I know. Damn near everyone I can remember ever coming to an SF show came out of the woodwork. Friends I haven’t seen in months and even years. It all added up to one of my favorite shows yet. The radio promo was fun too, but a little rough. We were all more nervous for that than we were for Friday! (You can download a podcast of the radio show here. We start at about 80 minutes in.)
The rest of my long weekend was all relaxing and recuperating. When I hit up El Beach Burrito, I was reminded to go next door to Other Avenues (hippie grocery store). I forget if I mentioned this place before, but they’ve got all kinds of great stuff that I can rarely find elsewhere… fake beef jerky, carob, apple butter, insanely expensive organic trail mix, etc. For all their organic/local/green hippiness, ironically, they carry Mrs. Meyers cleaning products (owned by SC Johnson!) instead of the locally-based and infinitely greener Method brand. But alas! Anyway, I was tempted once again by another brand of peanut sauce, and again I was disappointed. Tell me, is it impossible to find that Thai satay peanut sauce in a grocery store? Can this only be had in a restaurant?
This weekend, TCB has another couple of shows, and these ones are way up north! Those of you in the know may be aware that I haven’t been too keen on travel lately. So this is gonna be a big trip. I expect it will go fine though, and when it’s all over, I’ll have something to be happy about.
I’ve got much more to say, but it’s gonna have to wait till next time. I’m busy this week, bitches! The quote of the week comes from Morrissey, on mortality:
“People don’t last, and it’s the thinnest of lines that you step over and make that final journey. When you’re younger, you feel that it’s a great leap to take, but it isn’t. It’s the batting of an eyelid, and you’re no longer. And all this brain matter that you’ve been working on for the past 50 years, perfecting, and all these elongated words that you now know and use… it comes to nothing, and you’re rubble.”