Hmm,
So, thursday night, I was up till midnight or so,
then a bit before 5 a.m. it became apparent i wasn’t going to be sleeping,
so i got up,
got the paper,
needed Dr Pepper,
walked (one block) to the Save Store
(for the first time in my eight year residence, i found out they’re not open at 5 a.m.)
walked the other direction to the Diamond Shamrock,
got 2 liters Dr Pepper,
morning is good,
about 7 a.m. laid down in bed listening to NPR,
stared at my eyelids till 8 a.m.
I really need to get a copy of Waking Life on DVD. I rented it and watched it several times a while back. It’s great. (FWIW, Ebert raved on it) Also, if you’ve seen it, the string quartet, Tosca which appeared in it will be playing with Glover Gill on Sunday, July 13 at The … Read more
OK, so it’s been a weird mojo day.
I officially got into the ACP for HISD, but the day before…
My roommate’s (Conn’s) car was totalled, while parked outside his place of work (Catbirds) and two others were damaged. But the hit and runner had no luck, because someone had just had a 2×4 tossed through their window around the corner, so the HPD went and soon got the guy, who’s 30th birthday it was (and whose friend obviously suck for getting him drunk and not driving him home). Previously that day (around noon), at the construction site across the street, the crane dropped a load, killing one (near bottom) and seriously injuring another.
So,…
As usual, I never got around to documenting the final days at SXSW. After thursday, I was a little jaded. I had attended many shows where the venues were “showcases” for some label. Annoying, aloof, drunk, all kinds of self-important people. Then friday came and things get real crowded. The goal for me tends to … Read more
This song was wafting in and out of my head several weeks ago. I really need to dial it up on the CD player and get it out of my system. I think it’s particularly apropos (oh no, did I use a French word? The horror.), but I’ll leave my personal feeling of its interpretation … Read more
SXSW day 2.
We missed a band last night called Dressy Bessy, they seemed good, so we went to check them out at Waterloo Records in-store. It was decent, but something missing. Very cute red-haired chick singer, gigantic guitar player. Perhaps because they didn’t have much room in the record store, but they didn’t seem to have much excitement.
Michelle and I stepped next door for some lunch. I had the chicken fried stake, and I have to say it was the worst chicken friend steak i’ve had in i-can’t-remember-how-long. There’s musicians coming from all over the world to the music store, I sure hope they’re not eating there and judging it.