Loco Live (1991)
People are livin' and dyin' all over the world and all anyone here can bring themselves to comment on is the goddamn fucking weather. This place makes me sick.
Yeah, its RAINING. A LOT. WOW. So what? Its just water. We should all be GLAD that we even GET rain. We have a complete abundance of water, free water. In some countries, downpours like this are collected by some major water company and sold to the people in bottles. Stop complaining.
Tch.
I've been binging lately at the record store. Picked up some Robert Johnson, Nina Simone, David Bowie (where'd he go, anyway?), Bright Eyes, the Weakerthans, the New Pornographers...When I stop and look at the sudden influx in my collection, I'm seeing a lot more 'emo' music. Music that stems from pain and disapointment, from hopelessness and helplessness. How the hell did that happen?
I mean, individually, everything I've picked up lately is stunning. Truly amazing. But its heading in a weird direction. Guess I'm just in a mood. MAYBE ITS THE RAIN.
I picked up the Unicorns last night. They're fucking awesome. Weird indie rock shit, with guys who can just barely play their instruments and carry a tune. They have this weird obsession with ghosts and some really ridiculous songs. Not to mention the band name. I like the total geek approach they took, it makes me smile.
I need to get some Breeders (mmm Kim Deal) and the Islands (side project from some of the Unicorns' members). Maybe some Aquabats. Probably some Screeching Weasel, just to shake things up.
And before anyone gets in my face about how my entry is probably no more substantial than anyone elses', I would point out that at least mine is about something that actually matters to me, and isn't just some random commentary about things that'll hold no impact in anyone's psyche once the laundry room dries up.
Yeah, its RAINING. A LOT. WOW. So what? Its just water. We should all be GLAD that we even GET rain. We have a complete abundance of water, free water. In some countries, downpours like this are collected by some major water company and sold to the people in bottles. Stop complaining.
Tch.
I've been binging lately at the record store. Picked up some Robert Johnson, Nina Simone, David Bowie (where'd he go, anyway?), Bright Eyes, the Weakerthans, the New Pornographers...When I stop and look at the sudden influx in my collection, I'm seeing a lot more 'emo' music. Music that stems from pain and disapointment, from hopelessness and helplessness. How the hell did that happen?
I mean, individually, everything I've picked up lately is stunning. Truly amazing. But its heading in a weird direction. Guess I'm just in a mood. MAYBE ITS THE RAIN.
I picked up the Unicorns last night. They're fucking awesome. Weird indie rock shit, with guys who can just barely play their instruments and carry a tune. They have this weird obsession with ghosts and some really ridiculous songs. Not to mention the band name. I like the total geek approach they took, it makes me smile.
I need to get some Breeders (mmm Kim Deal) and the Islands (side project from some of the Unicorns' members). Maybe some Aquabats. Probably some Screeching Weasel, just to shake things up.
And before anyone gets in my face about how my entry is probably no more substantial than anyone elses', I would point out that at least mine is about something that actually matters to me, and isn't just some random commentary about things that'll hold no impact in anyone's psyche once the laundry room dries up.