I greatly prefer the slow fizzle to the fast brakes, which would probably come as a surprise. I like to work things out in my head before accepting the inevitable, compared to blowouts where I'm sure to say something rash and then brood indefinitely afterwards. Besides, this is less messy now that I've had time to run the gamut from sad to pissed to *shrug*. Life goes on and that and it really wasn't that serious. Though I kinda wanted to be...I think.
This week's platter included Jamiroquai at the Nokia Theater on Monday. I was my typical intense obsessive self about them starting in '97 or so when I first saw that video (oh, you know which one), then bought the album, then watched the VMAs show, then saw them at the Garden, bought all the records, joined mailing lists, made up an IM name in tribute, and etc. The band hardly represents what it was back then and neither do I, but it didn't make it any less fantastic even if neither Jay nor I are as limber as we were all those years ago. Bill was the show companion, pinch-hitting for Trendvickster. We were late-ish (totally my fault) yet shoved our way to practically the front anyways. Cute was when this chick I had done my "excuse me" to before perching called herself getting argumentative with me. She was taller than me! She could've shut the fuck up and looked over my head! I blinked at her like "you're kidding, right?" and kept an even tone, though I wanted curse her out and beat her ass. I'm getting good at that in my old age. Because of Bill's encore speculations (it was Deeper Underground..pish), I've had "Mr Moon" and "Stillness In Time" stuck in my head all week. I've even gone as far as audibly singing to myself in public. Thanks, Bill. Where's that Jamiroquai post?!
I woke up Thursday hungover to the point of standing at 14th Street waiting for the local and thinking, "you know, we can just go behind that stairwell and vomit just a little. A little bit of vomiting might make us feel slightly better. It's worth a shot, right?" That was my whole day. With my appetite finally back, PrincessNella and I went to this show and I was way more interested in boxing out the grill than bands. We chatted with Ryan Man Man and got a new album sneak peek. Yay! (Even if I've seen so many shows that I hallucinated that some of those songs were already on the first one.) Sounds richer yet more restrained with a little death metal vocals action. Though I got a "you crazy?" look when I said "death metal sound." You can decide for yourself in '06.
I'm still trying to figure out a Halloween costume -- really, if I care enough to do something. (Last year: I was a tourist and the year before: disco diva, pronounced by everyone else Tina Turner.) We're thinking Medusa. I've got the hair for it no doubt.
Posted by Candicissima at October 28, 2005 11:42 AMSup there...
Hundreds of former members of the blackblogz webring don't know that the ring was deleted a while back because DD didn't login for a long time. So we're beginning the slow and EXTREMELY arduous task of contacting as many as possible to invite them to rejoin.
Maybe you'd care to sign up again, and change the ring code on your site eh? The site is VERY new, so it'd be great if you could join again? maybe even help us out by referring some chums eh? you can do that by logging into the forum and using the refer box at the bottom of the forum index.
Peace out!
IT'S COMING! SHEESH!
Actually, i'd forgotten about it. lol
Posted by: Bill at October 31, 2005 05:02 PMYou suck. Get cracking.
Posted by: Candicissima at October 31, 2005 05:03 PM