mmmmm
I just saw Fucked Up at the picador. I'm physically tired but as is usually the case following an awesome show too pumped to sleep. It was weird to see a show like that in Iowa City. It was only the second time I've moshed in this state. Almost always when I'm doing such things it's in the Chicago area and in the company of my good high school friends. Really fun night. I've seen The Felice Brothers, AA Bondy, Brighton MA, and Silver Jews this semester. All were good but this Fucked Up set was easily better than any of those. (This wigger from my Intro to English Major class described the set as "the business").
I've been doing a shit ton of arranging in-studios for the radio station. Hopefully I can work in the music biz after school. It's seem like something I can do: I know a lot about music, I'm good at communicating, I know how to treat bands, I (think I) have an ear for success. I'll look into it more. I don't think I can be happy not liking my career. But I don't want to indulge myself at the cost of affluence. Not only would it suck to be poor and unsuccessful but I couldn't live with my self-indulgence. I have a sort of looming guilt about being aelf-autonomous, presentable, a functioning member of society. I don't necessarily think this a bad thing.
If you haven't checked out The Dodos' album "Visiter" yet, please do. It's my favorite album of the year and from what I gather in conversation it's a criminally under-appreciated one. There are more than a handful of individual gems on here but everything shines so much brighter when you listen to it front to back. They also kick ass live. I saw them in Dublin and was astounded at how seamlessly the band jumped between aggression and delicacy, how well they balanced fury with balladry.
Life is fuckin crazy.
I've been doing a shit ton of arranging in-studios for the radio station. Hopefully I can work in the music biz after school. It's seem like something I can do: I know a lot about music, I'm good at communicating, I know how to treat bands, I (think I) have an ear for success. I'll look into it more. I don't think I can be happy not liking my career. But I don't want to indulge myself at the cost of affluence. Not only would it suck to be poor and unsuccessful but I couldn't live with my self-indulgence. I have a sort of looming guilt about being aelf-autonomous, presentable, a functioning member of society. I don't necessarily think this a bad thing.
If you haven't checked out The Dodos' album "Visiter" yet, please do. It's my favorite album of the year and from what I gather in conversation it's a criminally under-appreciated one. There are more than a handful of individual gems on here but everything shines so much brighter when you listen to it front to back. They also kick ass live. I saw them in Dublin and was astounded at how seamlessly the band jumped between aggression and delicacy, how well they balanced fury with balladry.
Life is fuckin crazy.