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Recently I've felt like a passenger in a car that drove off the road a few miles back and is trying to reach it's destination without the aid of stuff like pavement, traffic laws, or even a basic sense of direction. Hell, there's probably not even a driver for that matter, but I've been calm about it, and more than willing to let life just sort of drive itself for awhile. The times most recent when I've tried to grab the wheel, I've steered myself towards a cliff. Anyways, another month has rolled over and with it comes the official end of the boat season, no more getting up on my off days to half heartedly serve nachos and popcorn on afternoon sightseeing tours, and I couldn't be more happy about it. At my other job they somehow lost my training records (or my manager didn't notify me when I had to take my recurrency test, a more likely scenario but I can't get a straight answer from her about it) anyways I have to take a bunch of classes this month to learn how to do the job I've been doing for the past three years. It's really fun stuff, at least I get some extra hours out of it. Sunday I caught They Might Be Giants at Newby's. It was a pretty cool show, and they did a pretty good job of playing material from all throughout their 20+ year career. There's no possible way a band with that many songs could please everybody, but they covered the bases pretty well (personally I would've preferred to hear a few more tunes off of Lincoln, but like I said...). They did do "Fingertips" which was odd, but pretty cool, and my favorite moment was getting to hear "It's not my Birthday" which was stuck in my head a few weeks ago and is one of my favorite songs by them. Most people tend to look at them as more of a novelty act, but they really are brilliant, top notch songwriters and the deeper you go into their catalogue you'll find some really bittersweet songs about relationships (Angel, I've Got a Match), and some pretty interesting social commentary as well (Kiss Me Son of God). Anyways, while far from life changing, it was a good show and it put a smile on my face. Recently I've decided Levon Helm's autobiography should be required reading for working musicians, it covers all facets of the industry, from scrapping away in tiny nightclubs and bars, to playing in huge stadiums, as well as rehersals, collaborations, songwriting, egos, seeking out one's heroes, money, women and everything else you can think of. It's an absolutely fascinating read, even if you're not a fan of The Band's music, you could probably take something from it. I burned through it two days. Anyways, thats all I got for now.