And the kids don't dig music anymore from the rock and roll whores,
they're into Calculus instead

Been listening to a fair amount of the band I was in during my later high school years. We weren't bad, not necessarily "good" at times, either. Long-winded I was. But only as long-winded as a minute-long song will allow. Our demo was 8 songs long and just broke 16 minutes. I used to really like these guys, they're to blame. There might be a retrospective coming up real soon, just because I can finally be objective in the editing and sequencing process, i.e.- when you fuck up a take of the song, don't include that on the release. I wrote a lot of stupid/nonsensical lyrics. A lot.
Hung out last night at the house of stealth and laughed quite a bit at the D.
Tonight, practice.
This Sunday, recording a demo.
Now I have to get ready for work. "Work" today hopefully does not involve sitting on the same floor cows were shitting on a few weeks ago. Yesterday it did, and yet I kept finding that my gloveless hand was being used a lot more for tasks such as pushing myself across the floor and propping myself up while I attached countertops. On one hand, I really want to go to this. On the other, that hand that was touching the floor, I have seen how filthy the behind the scenes work is, the wooden partitions covered in mud, etc., etc., the overwhelming aroma of cow dung, so I want to stay far away.
posted by beta at 11/05/2003 08:23:00 AM