Month of June, 2002

forgotten radio stations play forgotten things - t...

forgotten radio stations play forgotten things - the guess who's first album after bachman left - share the land. can't say i enjoyed it that much although after my introduction into the world of the boogie rock via the James Gang last weekend I at least began to understand where they were coming from. Unrelated, I think that Music from Big Pink is a terribly overrated album and if I hadn't sent my bs into Chunklet on the matter, I would add that to my list.

conceptualist v. concept driven...annoying distinc...

conceptualist v. concept driven...annoying distinction, but needed. john cage, a man i wish i knew more about than the sort of exploded cliches i've adopted for party chatter about idea over action. of course, others did it at the time - stockhausen and his om - but cage really explored it with all types of compositions - from radios, speaking, silence (argh, i'd love to bring a boom box to 4' 33" and get kicked out...oh, another of my musical audience annoyance pranks has been hatched), and of course, tape loops. ahh, to live in california in the '40s.

britney spears should be horsewhipped for her cove...

britney spears should be horsewhipped for her cover of 'rock n' roll.' i'm not a fan of the bust mentalitiy 'wwjjd' what would joan jett do pseudo rock girl thing but fo real, man, that just put the nail in the coffin. luckily we're all up in the alicia keys funny hats and acid wash mismashed denim era + native american accent so i don't have to think about it anymore.

listened to aspects of physics, one of those amorp...

listened to aspects of physics, one of those amorphous acoustic-electronic bedroom style projects that everyone who 'has a friend who's really great/creative/into his computer' will be forced to like at some point in their lives. it's like mice parade sans the late '90s chic or badly drawn boy merciless pop sentiments. these albums are always prompting the question ' why do we need so much music' and why isn't this person just taking the time to actually do something real with the project instead of sending the dat off to be mastered and never thinking of it again?

love life. maybe i'm the only one in the whole wor...

love life. maybe i'm the only one in the whole world that likes them but i might want it that way. i want them to play for me, be masterful, bruding, crepe-covered spindly and smart just for me. the goth kids on the boardwalk like post-industrial nu-metal ambient techno. there is no place in this world for the languishing shadows and otherworldly creep of a sad violin, a widow with a mocking pierrot tear. strange, young fear lovecraft, who was what tolkien would have been if he stopped being epic and told a good story.

okay...now it's just ridiculous. it's june 7, over...

okay...now it's just ridiculous. it's june 7, over a month since last time i wrote. things have been crazy.

music. i'm now living in south jersey, listening to classic rock radio almost exclusively and being way too nice to press people because they hold the one key to my sanity. new music. it's incredibly hard to explain to friends in the real world how difficult it is to be back, after five years, in a world where being really 'into' music makes you an outsider, a child, a geek. That's not the only thing that classifies me as such but...