Man, I'd love to go out for that, and the reading!
Buffista Music III: The Search for Bach
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I know! It sounds like alot of fun - also informative.
I am hoping to come to both the bus trip and the reading and want to bring my assistant and her fiance. She LOVES Waits--has a tattoo on her shoulder of a brandy glass with the words "stirring my brandy with a nail". I don't know if Jason is in town yet--he may have to go to Chicago that weekend.
I am hoping to come to both the bus trip and the reading and want to bring my assistant and her fiance.
Oh hell yeah! I love this.
Excitement! I've never been to LA before. I'm looking forward to experiencing your ubiquitous movie stars who shoot at people on the freeway while racing to air bars under the Hollywood sign.
There was some talk of including some Richard Thompson LA landmarks on the tour, but these were hampered by: a) I have no idea where exactly the major RT events took place in LA and b) they're all incredibly depressing, anyway ("Okay, if you look to your right, you can see the piss-stained alley where Linda got drunk and fell in the gutter shortly before the hysterical dysphonia took her voice away for twenty years. Use a flash, people!"). One of the great things about David's book is that his subject is fundamentally a love story. My story took place pretty much at the other end of things.
Tonight was interesting. I went and saw Love Cats and hopped in a cab to catch 2/3rds of Mindless Self Indulgence.
Sorta didn't suck.
Oh, and there was hand twinyness with me and faux-Robert Smith during Caterpillar. It was distressingly awesome.
Question for the night:
Why is Jimmy Urine so charming?
And we love it when Frank is a little pudgy and biting his lip all concentraty-face and Jamia is grinning at him.
So GF comes home yesterday and says, "I found the coolest thing for us to do! A Tom Waits bus tour!" She saw it on Pitchfork (which she is on daily). Hee!
Why is Jimmy Urine so charming?
Because he is a Trickster God and we are all under his spell. Seriously, that's the only explanation that makes sense.
That explains quite a bit, Juliana. I'm glad to see we have a working theory for this.
I have never seen an audience be so delighted to be abused.
And what is with the sweat-soaked half-naked fifteen year old boys flinging themselves through the air at me? Dude.