June 19th, 2003


so good

I've been trying to go to the CHRU more often so that I will be more motivated to work. In particular, I've been neglecting a couple of projects for far too long and now that it's summer I officially am without legitimate excuses. This strategy of working is resulting in some progress.

After work, I had by hair cut, browsed some Ave merchants, and bought the past two issues of The Believer. The design of the magazine is gorgeous and the content is so good. Some features from the issue that I read this evening: the social consequences of infectious disease metaphors, an interview with David Rees, an essay about Reality Television that continues on the themes raised by David Foster Wallace in "E Unibus Pluram . . .", and other good stuff [ issue three | table of contents ].

And on the way home, it was about to rain and the air smelled just incredible.

Or maybe I was just on a little caffeine high.
  • Current Music
    The Magnetic Fields - My Sentimental Melody


A mini-review of last evening's entertainments:

The crowd at Graceland was bordering on trailer park chic. Is this the new hipster uniform? Local celeb sighting: Chris Walla. Someone may have used the phrase "Radar Set". Online friends should now be referred to as "friendsters".

Jets to Brazil were approximately 4/7 high quality rock fun, 2/7 moderately decent, and 2/7 overly emo. This is pretty reflective of the quality of their albums, with the best parts coming from Orange Rhyming Dictionary. I'm not sure where the poetry reading part goes.

John Vanderslice was his usual good self, but the backup musicians were overly distracting. The drummer had a cymbal placed way too high and made far too many unnecessary movements. And then there was the bass player...

This post is an example of why I am not a professional (or even amateur) entertainment reviewer.
  • Current Music
    The Magnetic Fields - Nothing Matters When We're Dancing