Holy shit, Frank. I think "goodbye productivity" about sums it up. For today, anyway.
I'm doomed. DOOOOOOMED. Never getting any work done, ever again.
Wash: Don't fall asleep now. Sleepiness is weakness of character. Ask anyone. You're acting captain. Know what happens you fall asleep now? Zoe: Jayne slits my throat, and takes over. Wash: That's right. Zoe: And we can't stop it.
'Shindig'
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.
Atropa - Oct 28, 2008 8:58:35 am PDT #9640 of 10003
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Amy - Oct 28, 2008 9:05:36 am PDT #9641 of 10003
Because books.
Yeah, I went straight for "November Rain" myself. And then right on to everything I could think of from high school.
Laga - Oct 28, 2008 4:54:57 pm PDT #9642 of 10003
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I think "goodbye productivity" about sums it up.
Aww I struck out on my first try. They don't have "The New Song" by Howard Jones.
Shir - Oct 28, 2008 10:49:19 pm PDT #9643 of 10003
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Trudy Booth - Oct 29, 2008 7:29:10 am PDT #9644 of 10003
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
The Bouncing Souls are having their Home For the Holidays shows after Christmas at the Stone Pony.
I just got a three night ticket (complete with meet & greet) in the presale. There were 50 available and I'm # 28. That was at 12:07. I'm all giddy about the shows and still full of adrenaline from the frantic refreshing and typing. Such tragic dorkery.
msbelle - Oct 29, 2008 3:21:53 pm PDT #9645 of 10003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
can someone upload Joan Jett's I Love Rock N Roll to Buffistarawk 1 or 2. then I may need someone to email me the login again. THANK YOU from mac.
Scrappy - Oct 29, 2008 4:57:02 pm PDT #9646 of 10003
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Hayden-- I am home and your phone number is at my office. J got home too late for us to make it over to see you. I hope hope hope we can see you tomorrow despite not being there to cheer you on tonight. I hope the reading kicks all kinds of ass!
lisah - Oct 29, 2008 6:52:49 pm PDT #9647 of 10003
Punishingly Intricate
can someone upload Joan Jett's I Love Rock N Roll to Buffistarawk 1 or 2. then I may need someone to email me the login again. THANK YOU from mac.
done and done!
Hayden - Oct 29, 2008 10:22:04 pm PDT #9648 of 10003
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Hey Robin! I'm back in my hotel room. Call me in the morning! But not too early!
Shir - Oct 29, 2008 11:05:56 pm PDT #9649 of 10003
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
The most amazing thing happened to me in a show I went to last night. And I'm still very speechless.
It's a local show. An artist I'm going to every single show of his when he's coming to my city (I missed only one show since I started going to them, about a year ago). He's one of my favorite performers, and after what he said to me last night, he might just became my favorite.
So, it's an acoustic set in a small pub. Something like 35 people are in there, and I'm sitting in the front row, of course, about a meter from him. It's the song before the beginning of the encore, and Noam, who loves to tell stories and talk in between songs, saying that that's the end of the "official" part, and then looks and points at me and thanks me, saying I made the show for him. That didn't end there, for he kept talking to me from that part on, until the show ended. When he opened with another story/introduction before a song, he looked at me and went "I'm telling this to you, I don't really know if anyone else here listens". This story happens to be the one where he thanks the crowd for coming to shows, and how he wrote the song in question 15 years ago and dreamed to play it in front of crowds in small venues. And when he asked if there are any requests (he always does that), and I asked for something, he told me "that's advanced material, I already dedicated you the show".
I'm just so speechless. I had no idea how to even begin to react to this kindness. I opened my mouth, and words refused to come out. I have no idea what I've done, and I don't think I acted anyway different than in other shows of his (well, there were definitely more tears in one of the songs, but besides that? Nothing), and I think I prefer other shows of his in this tour.
On my way out he stopped me, shook my hand for several minutes, thanked me over and over again and kissed my cheek. I just couldn't find any words. My thoughts were somewhere between "Ha?" and "Umm, I'm the one who suppose to thank you, dummy" to "Quick, say something!".
Nothing like this ever happened to me. I think I'm typing this post here because I need to see it, that it really happened (because it's not like 99.89% of the board knows who he is).
My dear Noam, I love you too. Help Is On Its Way will lead me through hell and back, or just in every crisis now and then.
I still can't believe that happened.