Ben ,'The Killer In Me'
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.
indie music lovers lack both self-esteem and the work ethic.
Bullshit. Huge indie lover right here and I both know that I'm pretty much the shit (aren't indie rockers supposed to be elitist???) and have a very healthy work ethic. Maybe they mean emo? Hehehehehehehe! TOTALLY KIDDING!
It's OK, Glamcookie, I've got enough lack of self-esteem to go around for everyone!
It's OK, Glamcookie, I've got enough lack of self-esteem to go around for everyone!
How can this be possible for such a little hottie with the world's best smile?
Just glancing at the Fillmore's fall schedule, I'll note some highlights:
Silver Jews - 9/25
Wire - 10/15
Spoon - 9/22-24
Flogging Molly - 10/19-20
Stereolab - 10/21-22
Shudder to Think - 11/2
Lucinda Williams - 11/16-17
Cobra Starship - 10/29
Hold Steady w/ Drive By Truckers - 11/23-24
Lucinda Williams - 11/16-17
OOOH
Juliana's going to Cobra. I would have, but I'll be in DC.
God, the Silver Jews are great. And they never tour. That's the one I'd recommend.
In a little fit of synchronicity, the Silver Jews' "I Remember Me" just popped up on my ipod. Man, David Berman can write the hell out of a song. The story of the song is pinned on a near-ridiculous coincidence, but the way he talks about love and regret is so beautifully observed that you can forgive the man just about anything.
He almost walked into a wall
Oh, man, she was a sight to see
And at the party down the hall
He said, "you are the highest apple in the tree"
Out the window, in the harbor he saw a little ship
The moon was worn just slightly on the right
And they slow danced so the needle wouldn't skip
Until the room was filled with light
And I remember you
And I remember me
The sunshine walking inside you
And the man you could see in me
So I remember me
And I remember you
So many beautiful days in a row now
And the nights were perfect, too
Hand in hand down a waterslide in Chattanooga
They did not hide from love, you see
A winter's plane flight to Aruba
Where he threw a boombox into the sea
One day they were cutting flowers for something to do
On the bank of the road 'neath the cotton woods
And he turned to her to ask if she'd marry him
When a runaway truck hit him where he stood
So I remember you
And I remember you
And I remember you
And I remember me
And I remember me
A blackhawk nailed to the sky
And the tape hiss from the trees
Everybody said she needed to move on
That he was all but lost, so deep was his coma
When he finally came to the girl he loved was long gone
She'd married a banker and gone to Oklahoma
He bought a little land with the money from the settlement
And even bought the truck that had hit him that day
He touched the part where the metal was bent
And if you were there you wouldn't hear him say
I remember her
And I remember him
I remember them
I remember then
I'm just remembering
I'm just remembering
Just remembering
I'm just remembering
I'm also planning on going to The Hold Steady/Drive By Truckers. Because they are made of awesome.
Saw Leathermouth tonight.
We were front and center. If I'd been murdered tonight the police would have a hell of a time figuring out who the killer was, I have the spit and sweat of about six people on me. The blood, however, is mine (elbows have too much damn skin anyway).