day after day
Poll What now?
My 60 gig iPod arrived, and it's definitely true love. I'm glad Buster has found a good home with laurel so I don't have to feel too guilty. heh.
I just read the article in Spin about the rise of alternative music, which, whatever, it's not exactly the source I'd go to for any kind of definitive history. Still it made me think about how much music has defined me and the stages of my life for practically as long as I remember, and tracing the path of a genre (which, again, whatever, there are actually so many kinds of music that fell into that mid-1990s label of "alternative" including stuff that sounded mainstream even back then, but was sung by people who dressed outside of the norm and put out by tiny record labels) was a lot like tracing a similar path of my life.
I don't even really know what I want to say, except that as of late I've realized just how huge an impact music has made on me, and how incredibly vital it is to my life, and when my friends roll their eyes at me for filling up my 20 gig iPod I wish I had a simple way of explaining all of it.
In other news, I really hate The West Wing this season, Fax Boy continues to suck, I'm seeing the Dan Band in concert this Friday, I sat one table over from Billy Bob Thornton at Starbucks yesterday, I finally heard from my friend who'd been sucked into the cult of pyramid schemes, I called onthestairs out of nowhere to serenade her with a Damned song to find out the title to download (and she didn't even know it), I discovered maybe my new favorite coffeeshop ever (thanks to offscreen), and I'm continuing to make huge progress on Teh Novel, even though I was informed it was scandalous.
(Also, I am so in love with my LJ dislikes that it's pathetic.)
ETA: I don't know why, but I think this is the funniest mood icon ever. The expression kills me.
My 60 gig iPod arrived, and it's definitely true love. I'm glad Buster has found a good home with laurel so I don't have to feel too guilty. heh.
I just read the article in Spin about the rise of alternative music, which, whatever, it's not exactly the source I'd go to for any kind of definitive history. Still it made me think about how much music has defined me and the stages of my life for practically as long as I remember, and tracing the path of a genre (which, again, whatever, there are actually so many kinds of music that fell into that mid-1990s label of "alternative" including stuff that sounded mainstream even back then, but was sung by people who dressed outside of the norm and put out by tiny record labels) was a lot like tracing a similar path of my life.
I don't even really know what I want to say, except that as of late I've realized just how huge an impact music has made on me, and how incredibly vital it is to my life, and when my friends roll their eyes at me for filling up my 20 gig iPod I wish I had a simple way of explaining all of it.
In other news, I really hate The West Wing this season, Fax Boy continues to suck, I'm seeing the Dan Band in concert this Friday, I sat one table over from Billy Bob Thornton at Starbucks yesterday, I finally heard from my friend who'd been sucked into the cult of pyramid schemes, I called onthestairs out of nowhere to serenade her with a Damned song to find out the title to download (and she didn't even know it), I discovered maybe my new favorite coffeeshop ever (thanks to offscreen), and I'm continuing to make huge progress on Teh Novel, even though I was informed it was scandalous.
(Also, I am so in love with my LJ dislikes that it's pathetic.)
ETA: I don't know why, but I think this is the funniest mood icon ever. The expression kills me.