Apr 26, 2006 20:42
First signs of summer... crickets are chirping, magnolias, redbuds, and dogwoods are in full bloom... Mount Vernon smells like lilacs, grilling, and firecrackers.
Radio Show for 4/24/06:
Sigur Ros-- Intro
The Jesus and Mary Chain-- Head On
The Velvet Underground-- Run Run Run
Of Montreal-- So Begins Our Alabee
Mates of State-- Fraud in the '80s
Broadcast-- America's Boy
Destroyer-- Your Blood
The Aislers Set-- Untitled
Elf Power-- An Old Familiar Scene
Thunderbirds Are Now!-- Harpoons of Love
The Allman Brothers-- Jessica
The Sunset Rubdown-- The Empty Threats of Little Lord
Camera Obscura-- Teenager
Low-- Silver Rider
So I'm giving two speeches on Saturday. At 9:05 I will be discussing Iowa's ghost towns, and at 2:00 I will be reading my short story "After Chicago" and (possibly) discussing the writing process. If you're a Cornell student and reading this, your attendance would be much appreciated.
Tonight is the last party at the Delt Apartment, so I might go. Hmmm. Another Cornell social function, same people, same bleak place, same judgments passed on you.
Man, the bargain shelf at Barnes and Noble is like the insecurities of America laid bare. Not comfortable with your work? Here's a book on how to become more effective. Your love life? Here's one on how to find a husband. Social standing, spirituality, body, health, mind, children, &c., &c... Most depressing thing I'd seen all day.
I'm getting really sick of the term "pretentious." It's thrown around a lot by a lot of people, myself included. A huge number of the people/things that I/other people describe as pretentious aren't pretentious at all... just kind of snobbish or opaque. It only really pisses me off when people dismiss any discussion of underground music or critical theory or what have you as pretentious. Obviously, such discussion can be hactually pretentious, and such criticisms are often quite merited. But not all of it is, and I've been increasingly cringing when people play the pretentious card whenever someone brings up Heidegger.
On a more positive note: hot (albeit unpaid) internship action this summer at the Iowan magazine, Des Moines. Best case scenario: sweet experience and hella resume fodder; worst case scenario: filing documents and giving blowjobs to the boss all day.
So one more month before Tom, Smucker, Rob Green, Ben, and Lopez graduate, Phil transfers, and Ruairi returns to Ireland. C'est triste.