i can't decide whether the best part of last night was the actual concert, getting my ticket stub autographed, having my picture taken with rufus, or hugging him.
votes?
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
just half a cup please
today i had to submit to an exam as part of the application process for my new health insurance. i gave two vials of blood.. seeing my blood drain into the vials was kind of hypnotic, after i recovered from the initial needle stick. now that's done, i should be insured within the week.
today at work we had more meetings for christmas carol. it's eating a hole in my soul. there are so many entrances, exits, interiors, exteriors, ghosts, tricks, and furniture that has to get on and off... aye me!
tomorrow is rufus. i'm so excited i feel i might blow up. i've seen him once before, when we got standing room right in front of the stage - there might have been 25 feet between me and rufus. they are general admit tix at the vic in chicago - i think this time we may opt for actual seats; he's playing solo and i expect it to be more chill which would be nice to have seats to kick back.
in other music related news, today i whipped out bjork's vespertine to bring to work today.. i haven't listened in a while because i was never able to really get into that album. i thought maybe i needed some time away. i was mistaken. i still can't listen to the whole thing in one sitting. i miss her dancier stuff, including selmasongs, which i love. her earlier albums, up through homogenic and some of the selma tracks were more like thunderous, rolling, beat-driven soundscapes. i miss that with vespertine which reminds me more of a toked up jewelry box. there are a couple of tracks that i don't mind, but on the whole it's not my cup of tea.
that's my spontaneous pseudo-review.
today at work we had more meetings for christmas carol. it's eating a hole in my soul. there are so many entrances, exits, interiors, exteriors, ghosts, tricks, and furniture that has to get on and off... aye me!
tomorrow is rufus. i'm so excited i feel i might blow up. i've seen him once before, when we got standing room right in front of the stage - there might have been 25 feet between me and rufus. they are general admit tix at the vic in chicago - i think this time we may opt for actual seats; he's playing solo and i expect it to be more chill which would be nice to have seats to kick back.
in other music related news, today i whipped out bjork's vespertine to bring to work today.. i haven't listened in a while because i was never able to really get into that album. i thought maybe i needed some time away. i was mistaken. i still can't listen to the whole thing in one sitting. i miss her dancier stuff, including selmasongs, which i love. her earlier albums, up through homogenic and some of the selma tracks were more like thunderous, rolling, beat-driven soundscapes. i miss that with vespertine which reminds me more of a toked up jewelry box. there are a couple of tracks that i don't mind, but on the whole it's not my cup of tea.
that's my spontaneous pseudo-review.
Sunday, October 10, 2004
the big city
yesterday i was in the big city. i went to see a clockwork orange, the defiant's last show, at gallery 37 down in the loop. it was a grand time - it was the kind of theater i don't get to see often: provacative, swear words, violence, and intentionally disturbing.
after the show, we went to a club called neo. it's a club known for playing industrial dance music all the time, and it happened that last night in particular was goth night. now, i was never a goth, or really really into the whole industrial scene, but sometimes it's good to let your Dirty Evil Side out just a little bit. i drank, and danced, and have never felt so suburban in my life. i suddenly felt extremely unpierced, undyed, unzippered, untatooed.
i spend last night on christa's couch, and this morning i drove home, full of plans for the day.. i have stuff to work on, and honestly intended to be uber-productive. instead, i took a nap, watched some tv, ate a chicken patty (which i'm convinced contain some sort of addictive ingredient that's got to be illegal).
now, i'm going to do the dishes, and head to bed in hopes of getting enough rest to be doubly productive on my surprise day off tomorrow.
after the show, we went to a club called neo. it's a club known for playing industrial dance music all the time, and it happened that last night in particular was goth night. now, i was never a goth, or really really into the whole industrial scene, but sometimes it's good to let your Dirty Evil Side out just a little bit. i drank, and danced, and have never felt so suburban in my life. i suddenly felt extremely unpierced, undyed, unzippered, untatooed.
i spend last night on christa's couch, and this morning i drove home, full of plans for the day.. i have stuff to work on, and honestly intended to be uber-productive. instead, i took a nap, watched some tv, ate a chicken patty (which i'm convinced contain some sort of addictive ingredient that's got to be illegal).
now, i'm going to do the dishes, and head to bed in hopes of getting enough rest to be doubly productive on my surprise day off tomorrow.
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