Mar 20, 2006 21:22
I'm so fucking cluttered.
I currently see three books, 4 random pieces of paper, 2 cds, headphones, pez (pez dispencer nowhere in sight) currently around my desk. I normally don't even look at bands on myspace that randomly ask me to be their friend, but i gave a listen to this one band called Tired Irie and god damn am I happy I did. They're melodic math rock goodness from england and I'm totally digging it.
Wednesday morning Allan Badeker and I leave for Knoxville, TN and the plan is as follows:
Film the highway up and back so I actually have an experimental film to edit for next week
Split a carton of Turkish Golds
Get Shitty on the mean streets of Knoxville
Buy incredibly large belt buckles
and last and most importantly:
Knock over the Sunsphere to see if it really does house wigs.
...fuck I need to find an Al Gore doll. (dont get it? watch more simpsons)
I was thinking on my way to Caribou (which is fucking amazing coffee) about my dream show, and i think it's as follows:
Opening: Kid Dynamite. Their songs are so short they can blow through 80% of their discography in 30 minutes, and I've never seen them live.
Second: Ted Leo. We'll bring it down a notch from KD and rock out. Ted can only play 2 songs off of Shake the Sheets though.
Third: Saves the Day. Similar rules apply that do to Ted Leo, except larger sanctions are being enforced. STD can only play songs off of Can't Slow Down and Through Being Cool.
Close: At the Drive-In. Who the fuck else?
Word. time to print up my Grammer Rodeo invitations