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I'm listening to "Only Shallow". I've loved this My Bloody Valentine record for so long I don't even remember when I first heard it. It had to be sometime in 92, probably when I was working at what was then known as a "CD store" across the street from Alderwood Mall. The funny thing about this place -- apart from the fact that it sold only CDs, packaged in cardboard longboxes -- was that they specialized in "import" and "underground" music while also selling CDs from other genres like pop, country, and rock. I only worked there for a summer, but I sure owe that place a debt. It's where I first saw records by the Pixies, Fugazi, Blur, Primal Scream, and others. The other funny thing about it was that unlike other small record shops, it was very clean, neat, and well-lit, rather like a place that would now sell cellphones. And it was way out in the stupid suburbs, like I said, across from a very bland mall. Needless to say, it didn't last too much longer at that location. "Soon" : it goes on for exactly seven minutes and I can easily imagine people taking ecstasy for this song. There was probably a 12" dance remix just for that purpose. Funny thing about this legendary album is that I don't understand a single word of the lyrics. They may as well be Sigur Ros. And it doesn't matter at all. "Sometimes" : my favorite on this album, okay and I guess I can understand a few of the phrases. This song was famously included in the "Lost in Translation" soundtrack. It's really beautiful, and could easily be performed by one person playing a superfuzzy guitar and singing into a microphone. god this record is heavy. The early 90s was totally one of the very best eras for British music, without question. Tags: music
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It has been raining all day, on and off, not really off enough to go outside and take a walk. So I downloaded some music: 1. Band of Horses: Cease to Begin2. Belle & Sebastian: Dear Catastrophe Waitress3. Iron & Wine: Our Endless Numbered DaysI feel like putting on a couple of sweaters and then either: 1. writing 2. watching "Children of Men" or "Mad Men" season finale 3. reading a book meh. Tags: music
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The show was good. Seemed sparsely attended, maybe medium full down in that dark basement club. It's so small. Hard to fathom Spoon played there last month, conveniently choosing the night when I would be in Chicago. Thanks dudes. Anyway, Patrick Park was pretty great. I'd never seen him before, in fact didn't really know what he looked like. So there he was, all by himself, in his hat. I stood front and center, why not. It's nice to be able to see. And like I said, not crowded at all. It has been a while since I have been to a show like that. It used to be that way a lot, when I was going out every weekend. I like his voice and the way he plays guitar. I watched his hands. Sometimes he just used his fingernails, no pick. That was pretty cool. Brian was paying attention to that too; he practices a lot more than me. I was bummed that we didn't get to hear "Nothing's Wrong" -- oh well. Perhaps another time. After Patrick Park finished, my beer was finished too so we left. We walked down the block to Miyabi and had some sushi and Brian had a bowl of udon. It was nice to be out and about at 11pm, so well past my bedtime. We made our way home and I told Brian I wanted to stay up late. I almost made it to one AM. This morning I again quavered on going to yoga, but dragged myself there and did my ninety minutes. Now I have had lunch and fooled around online enough, I have a serious to-do list to get through. Time is running out. Tags: music
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Tomorrow is my last day here. It hasn't sunk in. Tonight my chums from work are taking me out for drinks at a nearby classy cocktail bar. I am still touched when I hear that people will miss me around here. I was always kind of the quiet one, but I have come out of my shell a lot in recent years. The Giants are finally in the basement of the National League, worst record, twenty games below .500. What a waste. And yet I still listen to/watch their stupid pathetic pointless games. Guess that makes me a "fan." Rah rah. Yesterday I purchased a new music CD for the first time in like I don't know, four or five years. Yes it was "G-Major, a-minor (x5)". As I call it, in my mind. It was on sale at Borders. How sad is that. I also bought a couple of slim paperback books by John Gardner. "The Park" by Feist makes me teary in my eye. So next week, when I am free, I am going to be wonderfully remarkably busy. There will be to-do lists! At some point I need to take my camera and make a photo essay of San Francisco, of things I want to remember. Tags: baseball, music, work
music: "Cotton" Mountain Goats
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