April 24th, 2002

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The world is conspiring against my owning The Microphones' "The Glow, Pt. 2". Nevertheless, I did end up with 5 CDs yesterday, all of which are pretty good, based on some very quick listenings - Aesop Rock is amazing, Gomez is quirky, White Stripes is really interesting, Wilco is fantastic, and I'm saving Deltron 3030 for a long, stoned subway ride. Which will most likely be tonight.

Yes, tonight I'm jamming with that new band; they have a drummer and another acoustic guitar player lined up. I'm really pissed off that my sampler's busted, but there's not much I can do about that now - just gotta have fun for 3 hours and try to make the most of it. I'm haven't played guitar in a band situation without my toys in a while. *sigh* I guess I'll have to worry about playing notes again.
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  • Dare I admit that I'm actually starting to get a little anxious about tonight's jam session?

  • Yeah, might as well. I'm more annoyed that I won't have any toys, but still, I'm looking forward to it. At the very least, it's a chance to jam.

  • Dare I just book on outta here, feigning illness, since I'm not getting anything done?

  • Oh, it's awfully tempting, isn't it. But that'd mean that I'd have to stay later tomorrow night, and that'd suck even worse. Still, the fact that today feels like it's taken two weeks just to get to now, 4:08pm, makes it very, very tempting. On a related note, I can't believe it's only Wednesday.

  • Dare I keep sneaking listens to my newly acquired CDs on my discman, even though I'm not really supposed to listen to music at work?

  • You're goddamned right. I listened to the entire Aesop Rock album this afternoon - damn, that guy's a fucking genius. He's playing Bowery Ballroom on May 13th, and then at North Six on May 20th. And then I've been listening to Wilco. A thought on Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, which I've offered various times to various people today: OK Computer has influenced a lot of people. Listen to the production aesthetic - all those little whispery sci-fi bloops and bleeps... listen to Jeff Tweedy's meloncholy voice on "Radio Cure"... Then again, my favorite song so far is probably "Pot Kettle Black", which owes OKC absolutely nothing.