Music is beginning to sound like "blah, blah, Ginger," again. This bums me out, but I suspect it's my fault.

So, am I overreacting when I call this guy the tooliest tool who's ever been compared to a socket wrench?

Not hardly. He needs a healthy whack of the get-over-yourself stick.

I don't think I have anything truly obscure. I doubt I own anything anyone else who went to shows in D.C. in the mid-90's doesn't have, and most of my peers have much better collections of Dischordania and related.

There's many ways to get to the obscure stuff.

I have (ok, compilation) CDs by both the Classics and the Classics IV.

The problem with me and obscure is that it's quickly not obscure. I bought the first Be Good Tanyas album in March 2001 (in Vancouver), because I saw a throwaway bit about them on CBC. About a year later, the NPR set discovered them.

The best I can offer is some CDs by South Carolina bands a friend of mine sent me in exchange for an OOP Pierce Pettis album.

My problem with obscure is that all of my obscure stuff is apparently in the wrong genre to "count" as obscure. (I tend towards folk and filk in my "music few have heard of besides me" and every discussion I've seen about obscure stuff talks about rock) Ah, well...

Hey, Corwood - I'm just reading your big Blueberry Boat thing on the last High Hat - Killick (which you theorise as a nickname in Quay Cur) is the name of one of the sailors in Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey books. Which fits in context.

Fantastic, Jim! Great catch! Having only seen Master & Commander, was he Aubrey's steward?

I'm going to see Jandek live on Sunday! My friend who's going with me called last night to confess that she finds Jandek a little bit funny. "Does he take himself seriously?," she asked me. I told her that the good thing about ciphers is that you can interpret them however you see fit. I certainly think Jandek has poked fun at himself quite a few times over the years, but I also think that he takes himself seriously. Maybe I'm projecting, but I think you can be 100% committed to your art, however absurd, and still have the ironic distance to know that it's silly.

tina f!

Winfield! So here's the deal. I am hoping to be in Winfield in time for Land Rush on the 8th. In case we're not able to coordinate a meetup before I leave (will probably only be online today and Tuesday) will you try to find me? I won't be that far from Stage 4.

The easiest way to find me is with the Musical Map of Winfield: The northern-most road that goes from the main entrance west toward the river, you'll see a musical note/link that appears to be almost in the road. That is the location of my Winfield dad, Carroll Gunter. He camps in a little white Casita (excuse the multiple redundancies there). I'll be back behind him (north) somewhere. If I'm there, Carroll will know where I'm camped. I'll be in a smallish popup (Indiana plates). My newbie friend will be in a Little Guy - it will be worth the hike just to see the cutie-wootiness of the Smallest Trailer Ever.

Once I get to Winfield, I usually head to the Library every few days - I have better online time there than I do in the Real World - so you can also contact me at my profile address.

Safe travels to you, and wish me luck getting the major shit done (moving) that I need to do before I can leave.

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The Be Good Tanyas are entertaining me mightily this afternoon. me like.