Sleepin’ Around - Sonic Youth
not really going in to
it.
slightly nervous slightly sick to my stomach. wont be long until we speak again and im not sure how i’ll do whether ill crack or whether ill stay firm and try to be honest and open. im so different from a year ago. completely different struggles. you know: People so often pass judge onto their peers based on the struggles that their peers are going through, and that is sad. If someone struggles it is because he wants to make headway- and that is a good thing. Judge someone for the problems she lets roll off her back and just sorta sit behind her. The people who do this are the ones who are piling up baggage to deal with later in life. At least i acknowledge my issues and have courage enough to wrestle with them.
but here i go worrying about something yet to come.
i have one thing in my favor: i sorta have a clue where i am going in life. and i waited. i remained neutral an entire year. it has been hard. hormones are a monster all in themselves. especially pre-20 males hormones. two close calls because i was under the influence, but i caught myself or found myself caught up in a situation i somehow regained control of. i am proud. i am scared. i am hopeful. i am holding to something i think is completely gorgeous.
i can hope.
MLK - U2
I am currently inside of a room that was thrown together by, I suppose, doctors or engineers who’s goal was to make their patients feel like they were staying overnight in a hotel room; I am taking a sleep study. I am taking a sleep study because I am exhausted almost ninety percent of the time, and this is getting in the way of my social life and my academic pursuits. I just want to say that I look like I am from tron or something. I have wires attached to every which part of my body and there is a closed circuit camera above my bed looking at me, watching my every move. This either reminds of me what jail would be like in heaven, 1984, or a sleep study. Not sure which. Oh. and number 7 didn’t quite happen.
As for the song of choice: It may seem rather corny to you that I chose a song with lyrics that sing “Sleep… Sleep tonight…” but please bare with me and realize that it was purely coincidental (Although, my readings of Oliver Sacks’ Musicophilia seem to prove me otherwise).I have always loved this song (and of course the album the unforgetable fire in it’s entirety) but fell in love with it even more after it’s mention in the book the perks of being a wallflower, though I have never listened to it whilst stoned, like the main character of the book.
Kiss Off - Violent Femmes
Great band. Yeah. Really in to them lately, but enough of that. Dude. how about that oil slick up in the gulfcoast. yeah. This is a catastrophe, I’ve been calling that all week. All we have in the town I live in is the tourism industry, the rest (fishing, farming, etc, local shoppes) have all been pushed out by the fat cats up in corporate America. So yeah. We had no economy before, now it is pretty much over. why? because the tourists are cancelling their bookings. why? because no one wants to go sunbathing in OIL SLICK. hulllo. so yeah. our summer is over before it started. Hoping to get the hell outta dodge before it’s too late.
G-force - Ciccone youth
ciccone youth is a sort-of sideprojektish deal ft. core members from sonic youth. intense as fuck. diverse too. good stuff yeh?
“There is also Mr. Cattelan’s ‘All’ (2007), a largely pointless exercise in high production values: eight life-size, occupied body bags carved in Carrara marble.”
via The NY Times
I don’t know. I find it rather brilliant. The whole gallery.
ugh. it’s such an odd feeling when you think you know something is right. it must be true. even if it doesn’t all add up, the figures must be correct. learning later that the figures were not correct is always terrifying. those precious “facts” that you banked on all turned out to be wrong. no point in holding on to the result, right? no reason to keep the sum. is at all odd to like the end result so much that you are willing changing the figures and the equation in order to keep the same answer?
so I am not sure. am I the only one who thinks the “salt life” stickers said “slut life”?
show tonight. Paul baribeau. spelling? yeah. smoke and awkard distant scene kids.
first post. woo? Annie thanks for getting me to this and whatnot.
Elliott Smith: Between the bars. That’s my jam.
