ok. i don’t know about you, but at 1pm on a saturday afternoon when you’ve been conscious for only half an hour, the last thing you want or expect to encounter is a strange man peering in through your living room window. your attic apartment living room window, mind you. alright, he wasn’t exactly PEERING in, but it was quite a shock to be sitting there checking my email in just my damien jurado & GIS t-shirt and not much else and then to see this strange figure lurking outside my window. ok. he wasn’t exactly lurking, he was painting the facade of the apartment, but still…it would’ve been nice if my landlord had warned me that folks might be outside my window and not to scream or call the cops or push them off the side of the building. when you live in an attic apartment (i love my attic apartment…) you just don’t expect to see people at eye level when you look outside your window.
speaking of people painting your apartment, here is something i overheard:
guy outside my window (to colleague below): “hey! what are you smoking down there? what?! you better not be f’in’ around with me! i’m serious!” and later...."you've got to put the paint on the roller!" hmm...this is SOOO reassuring....
so let’s see now…oh yeah. the ok go concert. that was thursday, right. yeah, i picked up my friend michael & we went to the show. met tim the bass player and andy (michael’s old roommate) the guitar player before the show. they were sweet as pie. i was kinda out of it that night. i think i missed peter and amy who had left that evening for a wedding in CT, and they were the ones i’d first seen okgo w/ a few weeks ago and they really wanted to be at that show w/ me. and it was really crowded. and it was an all ages show…and you know how those get…i was just trying not to get my toes stepped on by swooning girls, ya know. they do put on quite a show though. i’m glad they had such an enthusiastic audience for the cd release. and as you can see from the lack of pictures, it was a standard camera policy that night. thank goodness i got permission from the promise ring to shoot photos for their show on monday. i hate not being able to use my camera.
so i was totally going to go to denison’s show in rockford yesterday. megan was gonna meet me there. but stuff happened, i kept making wrong turns and couldn’t find the frickin’ highway, and when i consulted w/ megan we both had this feeling we shouldn’t go so we stayed in our respective midwestern towns for the evening. i was totally bummed because i so wanted to surprise deni by showing up w/ megan in rockford. oh well. maybe we’ll surprise him for seattle. i better tell andy myers not to tell him we’re coming out for that show…
so instead of driving out to rockford, i stopped by my mom’s house and then went back to my apt. i called michael and he mentioned the pere ubu show which i had planned on going to if i didn’t go to deni’s concert, so i went over to his apt & we had some pasta. we debated paying $15 for a band whose good stuff was probably over before some of my friends were even born, and instead of trekking out to the abbey, we stayed in and listened to records. i love saying that. listening to records. not cds. records. ha ha ha. reminds me of one of my favorite denison witmer songs ‘light my way’ off of joy and sorrow. michael’s got all these cool records. he used to be the program director at WLUW (88.7 fm), the only indie radio station worth anything in the city proper. he’s actually the dude who revamped the station and gave it the current indie format as opposed to the high energy stuff i used to listen to on the station for back when i was in high school. so he knows his records.
we also listened to cds. we put on the cure’s disintegration which I’d really been wanting to listen to before i’d left my apartment, and he also played slowdive’s pygmalion, which is the most beautiful album i’ve ever heard. i need to get me that. it’s out of print. there’s one on ebay now for like a million pounds. shoot. do you know that feeling you get when you hear the most beautiful aural stimuli you’ve ever encountered and you’re like “i must have that for myself. i must have it…” that’s what i felt when i heard ian moore & the port eleki dudes doing the neutral milk hotel songs. fortunately, that album wasn’t out of print. i guess i’m just going to have to ask michael to play that slowdive one for me a lot until i can afford a million pounds…
speaking of michael, his band watchers will be headlining monday night on 9/23 at the empty bottle. the apes and gogogo airhearts open. show’s at 9:30pm. i’ll be heading over there as soon as the promise ring are done at the metro. watchers put on a rockin’ good show. guaranteed. refer to my 8/26 post.
stuff i listened to recently—
serene—serene
holiday runner—holiday runner
roobrik—the world inside
philadelphia songs—denison witmer
live—denison witmer
and all the colors...--ian moore
pictures of you ep—the cure
disintegration—the cure
pygmalion—slowdive
campus party—henchmen
wish—the cure
souvlaki—slowdive
retrospective—red house painters
nick drake comp—nick drake
start here—the gloria record
in aeroplanes over the sea—neutral milk hotel
wood/water—the promise ring
figure 8—elliott smith
either/or—elliott smith
films for radio—over the rhine