Sunday, July 24, 2005
Triple Digits Baby!
Hello again.
It's been a week oh boy, although technically I found a second blog home here at xanga , where all the cool kids are, so you can go there if you want. Soon I will have a blog for all my multiple personalities, so stay tuned!
As far as the Intonation Music Festival goes, it was only a week ago, but it's now a distant memory. Not to say it wasn't fun, it's just in the past. And because I got a free ticket for volunteering (I know how to check IDs now, so watch out if you are underage) I didn't feel pressured to see bands I didn't know about when it was godawful dusty and hot outside. Therefore I made sure to see Broken Social Scene on Saturday, and Deerhoof on Sunday, and checked out a few other bands around those two, but I missed out on a few headliners including (sorry Amy I know you saw them and vouched for them), the Decemberists, who were playing the last set on Sunday. I don't know about the scrappy college punks around me at the festival, but some of us had to get up and go to our 9-5 jobs Monday morning, dammit! At the Deerhoof performance, which was the 3rd I've been to (deerhoof.killrockstars.com), I seemed to be the only one jumping up and down to the good parts of the songs. I didn't think I was enjoying it too much... although maybe if I directly inhaled the pot three guys were smoking a lot of in front of me, I could have enjoyed it in their own unique, and slow way. There were also a mohawked, tatooed, and pierced, but not scary-looking couple getting REALLY into the music in a way I found alienating. This just be my personal bias talking, but I think the best way to enjoy live music is to sustain a simultaneous mindset that both adopts the transcendent power of music AND a little dancing "reality sprite" that reminds you to not get to caught up in things because it will just be a downer when you have to do whatever you do.
That reminds me of a chat I had with a steady employee (as opposed to an intern) at my work who had friends in a couple of semi-known indie bands. One of those friends, who plays in the Black Keys, is said to be bored with working all the time and wants to retire. Now making a living in a band is very difficult, but the way I heard it, playing music... aka creating art... aka NOT sitting at a desk day in and day out... aka doing something I perceive as being brave and cool although a little risky financial-wise... that kind of activity, playing music in a semi-respected band, was becoming a BORING JOB for him! Perhaps it's better for me and others psychologically to have writing a novel, playing music, directing a movie, as while alltogether possible goals, ones that could very well not be achieved in our lifetimes. It might be better and simpler to become an enhanced person through the observance and occasional participation in continually different forms of art, than to get to the point where creative expression is a boring routine job.
Anyway, I didn't know where this post would go but there it went. How about you? After you see a Tori Amos, or a Nada Sarf, or a Jeff Maynard Keenan perform, is one of the thoughts that crosses your mind something like "I wish I could do that?" in addition to "That was awesome!" (or something cooler that that, that's a pretty lame thing to say)
The rest of the week was a little uneventful, no deadlines or meetings at work. I did meet with aforementioned young lady for an outdoor movie on Tuesday night, nothing conclusive from that yet. Then I laid low this weekend after running around to concerts last weekend. Today, it was projected to be above 100 degrees, so I commenced Operation Stay Out of My Non-AirConditioned Apartment and the Outdoors As Well, started by going to see March of the Penguins at a movie theater I haven't been. March of the Penguins? you say? A nature film??? Well, here's something about me, I kinda like penguins, especially Magellenic Penguins, but this documentary was devoted to Emperor Penguins. And as I was in the theater I felt that it was a great choice on the hottest day of the year to see a movie that takes place entirely in Antarctica. It's a cute beautiful movie, and there's some very well-shot soft-core penguin porn, if you are into that stuff. That was followed by a lunch at a very overpriced Johnny Rockets (where you could at least substitute a turkey patty for beef on any burger), then reading and studying Spanish at the central air-conditioned main library until it closed, and then reading at an air-conditioned Starbucks. It didn't do that much good though, because I had to eventually come home to this here apartment, and do some cooking. I lost my main cookbook, but I did the recipe from memory! Still hot though.
Well this typing has prepared me for more typing at my desk tomorrow. Take care and leave comments, but ONLY if you want to.
It's been a week oh boy, although technically I found a second blog home here at xanga , where all the cool kids are, so you can go there if you want. Soon I will have a blog for all my multiple personalities, so stay tuned!
As far as the Intonation Music Festival goes, it was only a week ago, but it's now a distant memory. Not to say it wasn't fun, it's just in the past. And because I got a free ticket for volunteering (I know how to check IDs now, so watch out if you are underage) I didn't feel pressured to see bands I didn't know about when it was godawful dusty and hot outside. Therefore I made sure to see Broken Social Scene on Saturday, and Deerhoof on Sunday, and checked out a few other bands around those two, but I missed out on a few headliners including (sorry Amy I know you saw them and vouched for them), the Decemberists, who were playing the last set on Sunday. I don't know about the scrappy college punks around me at the festival, but some of us had to get up and go to our 9-5 jobs Monday morning, dammit! At the Deerhoof performance, which was the 3rd I've been to (deerhoof.killrockstars.com), I seemed to be the only one jumping up and down to the good parts of the songs. I didn't think I was enjoying it too much... although maybe if I directly inhaled the pot three guys were smoking a lot of in front of me, I could have enjoyed it in their own unique, and slow way. There were also a mohawked, tatooed, and pierced, but not scary-looking couple getting REALLY into the music in a way I found alienating. This just be my personal bias talking, but I think the best way to enjoy live music is to sustain a simultaneous mindset that both adopts the transcendent power of music AND a little dancing "reality sprite" that reminds you to not get to caught up in things because it will just be a downer when you have to do whatever you do.
That reminds me of a chat I had with a steady employee (as opposed to an intern) at my work who had friends in a couple of semi-known indie bands. One of those friends, who plays in the Black Keys, is said to be bored with working all the time and wants to retire. Now making a living in a band is very difficult, but the way I heard it, playing music... aka creating art... aka NOT sitting at a desk day in and day out... aka doing something I perceive as being brave and cool although a little risky financial-wise... that kind of activity, playing music in a semi-respected band, was becoming a BORING JOB for him! Perhaps it's better for me and others psychologically to have writing a novel, playing music, directing a movie, as while alltogether possible goals, ones that could very well not be achieved in our lifetimes. It might be better and simpler to become an enhanced person through the observance and occasional participation in continually different forms of art, than to get to the point where creative expression is a boring routine job.
Anyway, I didn't know where this post would go but there it went. How about you? After you see a Tori Amos, or a Nada Sarf, or a Jeff Maynard Keenan perform, is one of the thoughts that crosses your mind something like "I wish I could do that?" in addition to "That was awesome!" (or something cooler that that, that's a pretty lame thing to say)
The rest of the week was a little uneventful, no deadlines or meetings at work. I did meet with aforementioned young lady for an outdoor movie on Tuesday night, nothing conclusive from that yet. Then I laid low this weekend after running around to concerts last weekend. Today, it was projected to be above 100 degrees, so I commenced Operation Stay Out of My Non-AirConditioned Apartment and the Outdoors As Well, started by going to see March of the Penguins at a movie theater I haven't been. March of the Penguins? you say? A nature film??? Well, here's something about me, I kinda like penguins, especially Magellenic Penguins, but this documentary was devoted to Emperor Penguins. And as I was in the theater I felt that it was a great choice on the hottest day of the year to see a movie that takes place entirely in Antarctica. It's a cute beautiful movie, and there's some very well-shot soft-core penguin porn, if you are into that stuff. That was followed by a lunch at a very overpriced Johnny Rockets (where you could at least substitute a turkey patty for beef on any burger), then reading and studying Spanish at the central air-conditioned main library until it closed, and then reading at an air-conditioned Starbucks. It didn't do that much good though, because I had to eventually come home to this here apartment, and do some cooking. I lost my main cookbook, but I did the recipe from memory! Still hot though.
Well this typing has prepared me for more typing at my desk tomorrow. Take care and leave comments, but ONLY if you want to.
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Hey Amy... in case you ever see the band I mentioned play, I don't want you to embarass yourself by mentioning my name to him, because I don't know him, I just work with a guy that knows him. I'm definitely not cool enough to know anyone directly who is in a moderately successful band... that's why I'm so alienated from them when I see them perform.
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