It’s Friday I’m In Love

i have given into my cravings for books and music over the last weeks and bought the new Clinton (not George) book My Life. i didn’t buy it because i thought it would be enlightening or because i need to reminisce over his time in office due to the current state of affairs. i bought it because it is a very long book with small print and looks to be a good read. after all, he is a Rhodes Scholar and was president of our fair country so he must be able to write a decent book! i haven’t started it yet, but i’ll let you know. it’s sad, but the truth is i read so quickly sometimes i go for a mix of quality/quantity rather than just quality alone. books are expensive and until i can get down to the brand spanking new library and clear my notorious record of never returning a tattered book i lost, this is the way i operate.

on a side note, have you seen the new library? probably one of my favorite things about Seattle is that it is a town that is willing to stand in line for hours to get the first glimpse at the new library. and thanks to previous levies, the libraries citywide are constantly being improved.

i digress. have you heard of The Innocence Mission? of course you have. i am the only college attending person who may not know about them (since apparently they are big on college radio). but to be fair, no one told me. i heard them on the radio this morning and had mistaken them for The Sundays. it’s easy to do, the singer’s voice is very similar to Harriet Wheeler’s. i had no idea they had been around since 1989 (around the same time as The Sundays), which made me wonder “Who influenced who?” anyway, i suppose it doesn’t matter. but hey, it’s 7:00am and these are the kinds of things swimming around in my head this early.

i don’t like the new Pixies song Bam Thwak. for unreasonable and strange reasons, such as a general dislike of nonsensical sounding words sung in song. don’t try to change my mind, my dislike has nothing to do with reason. it stems from the same natural aversion to bananas. it doesn’t help that it sounds like they are saying ‘wakka wakka’ and that just seems like piracy from Fozzy.

and lastly, we bought bloated, expensive tickets for the The Cure at The Gorge in August. essentially we paid $60 a piece to see two bands: The Cure and Interpol. we have become masters at the art of timing our arrival at a show to skip anything we don’t want to hear and minimize our time standing around inhaling second hand smoke (yes, we’re old). oh wait, except for Supergrass, we did miss hearing them play my favorite song from the last album. anyway, i have a sneaking suspicion this “festival” is going to cancel and the sad thing about it is it wouldn’t break my heart. i wanted to see The Cure again, but at a much smaller venue and sans opening bands (and especially not with a bunch of other bands!). oh well. i’ll make sure to take my padded seat for the lawn. just kidding …. maybe. no really, i am kidding.