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I guess it's time for my monthly blawg. It's the end of the year (fiscally) at my place of employment, so shit is going off. I need to like stop and breathe more. But at the same time I just want my days to hurry up and let me get home.
I went to see Frog Eyes last Tuesday. It was the first Fargo show I've been to in quite a while. I really needed it. Most of the shows I'd gone to in the last year weren't 100% enjoyable for one reason or another. And I haven't gone to that many as a result. And honestly ast much as I love Frog Eyes, and especially their new record, I almost bailed on this. It was really really great though. They were into it, I was into it, and a good time was had all around.
Ever since I've got that jesuschristineedtogotoashownow itch goin' on pretty fiercly. And hey, it's nice. Plus, like a wonderful present, I've had tons of cool show announcements in the last week. Raccoo-oo-oon on July 12 (omgomgomg), Shapes and Sizes the same night but after Racc~oon. Queens of the Stone Age on July 31. High on Fire sometime in July. The White Stripes in October. I'm loving this.
It's sort of brought me out of a funk too. As you have/will notice, I'm not listening to rap tonight, which is kind of out of character for me over the last couple weeks. There's so much shit I need to do in my life to be, I dunno, the best Zack I can, and I've gotta start doing it. So like, fuck it, I'm starting now. Re-starting I guess. I've come a long way since high school, or junior high, or whatever, my late teens/early twenties. I was thinking today how my show going kind of fueled that on, and helped the ball to roll. I've had lots of help with it since, you know, but at the time I needed that push. I guess deafening shows in smokey dive bars was the answer, or something, to start the fucker rolling down the hill.
I want it to break the goddamn speed of sound when it hits the bottom of the hill.
I went to see Frog Eyes last Tuesday. It was the first Fargo show I've been to in quite a while. I really needed it. Most of the shows I'd gone to in the last year weren't 100% enjoyable for one reason or another. And I haven't gone to that many as a result. And honestly ast much as I love Frog Eyes, and especially their new record, I almost bailed on this. It was really really great though. They were into it, I was into it, and a good time was had all around.
Ever since I've got that jesuschristineedtogotoashownow itch goin' on pretty fiercly. And hey, it's nice. Plus, like a wonderful present, I've had tons of cool show announcements in the last week. Raccoo-oo-oon on July 12 (omgomgomg), Shapes and Sizes the same night but after Racc~oon. Queens of the Stone Age on July 31. High on Fire sometime in July. The White Stripes in October. I'm loving this.
It's sort of brought me out of a funk too. As you have/will notice, I'm not listening to rap tonight, which is kind of out of character for me over the last couple weeks. There's so much shit I need to do in my life to be, I dunno, the best Zack I can, and I've gotta start doing it. So like, fuck it, I'm starting now. Re-starting I guess. I've come a long way since high school, or junior high, or whatever, my late teens/early twenties. I was thinking today how my show going kind of fueled that on, and helped the ball to roll. I've had lots of help with it since, you know, but at the time I needed that push. I guess deafening shows in smokey dive bars was the answer, or something, to start the fucker rolling down the hill.
I want it to break the goddamn speed of sound when it hits the bottom of the hill.