I just reread my last post and noticed that my posts are extemely staccato, which is frustrating because I always felt that I was decent at stringing a bunch of clauses together to make myself sound like I was intelligent. Maybe I think staccato now because I no longer read beautiful literature but a bunch of technically accurate but aethetically ugly writing. I'm proud of myself for breaking the Humanities mold in my family, but I sometimes feel that I've left behind the things that elevate human soul to scrounge around in the bickerings and arguings of humans. Dashboard experimenting around with that high guitar background that I find appealing. At some point, he has to write about something besides women. I don't care if it's one absolutely atrocious attempt to be political, to protest skateboarding laws on the boardwalks in Florida, whatever. He just needs to do it so that people can say, "okay, at least he's not a one trick pony. His other trick may be awful, but at least he's not one-tricking"
Wow, I've heard the same Launch commercial five times or so in an hour and twenty minutes. At least it's not a Yahoo Personals commercial.
I took time away from launching to watch some Portishead. Look at this. I think I would hav ebeen transfixed watching this performance live had I been in NY in 1998. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vg1jyL3cr60
How, at the very end of the performance, could some loser muster up a "whoooooo!" to just shatter the whole thing? Just crushes you. Of course, I was the loser at INXS who was practically yelling the lyrics to Elegantly Wasted. I think I can qualify for a whole lotta ways to be a loser from that comment. Yeah, so well I was going to Garbage in 1998, Portishead was making stunning music like this. People wore dorky clothes in the 1990s, didn't they? I guess I fit in after all. Everyone wore oversize clothes that didn't look cool, or wore normal non cool pants. Why are the current indie bands so tied to a look? I've mentioned this before. I wandered off course and listened to more Portishead. Supposedly they'll have a new album next year. Um...it took ten years to make an album? Ten years? How do people get money to survive when they don't make an album or tour for ten years?
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I bought the Portishead LIVE NYC album long long ago and it's one of those albums I tend to forget about until some trigger brings its supremacy back to the surface. It's unbelievable. Maybe one of the best live albums around. How do pasty white Brits make such incredibly soulful music? How?
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