My rock and roll driven upswing in mood seems to be holding so
far. I’ve been listening to the albums I bought yesterday. If I can
sneak some scanner time (I don’t have one and am not even sure if we
have one here) I might scan in my autographed flyer thing.
I’ve been wanting to write up my feelings on the Trent Lott furor and
how I interpret it as a white man in the South. This will take some
time, which is why I haven’t done it yet. I hope to do that today.
Tonight at 7 PM EST the WREK Merzbow marathon begins. Weirdness rules supreme!
The Borders thing was GREAT! This made up for my lousy mood of
yesterday. They played 9 songs, 3 Indigo Girls tunes and then 2 each
from each of the other people. It was a strict rotation, on IG song,
one from Paul, etc. I really really dug Tift Merrit, who was somewhere
between folky and flat out country. She had kind of that Emmylou Harris
vibe and I really liked it. My wife couldn’t go, unfortunately, as I
ran into a guy she and Paul went to high school with. Oh well. Because
she wasn’t there, I bought the Indigo Girls’ new album Become
You, as well as Amy Ray’s Stag and got
autgraphs from everyone on this souvenir thing they were handing out
plus the girls signing the new disc. I also got Paul to sign our copy
of Camera Obscura, and he drew a little cartoon in
I also thanked Amy and Emily on behalf of WREK for being a good
friend to the station, even if that wasn’t reciprocated as much as it
should be. They were both smiley and said how much they like it. I
wish now I had brought the new bumper stickers with me. Damn. Somewhere
in the last 10 years, which is how long it’s been since I saw Amy up
close, she has become a real fox. She is aging extremely well, being
one of those ladies whose features soften over time into true
beauty. Paul made a joke about her cool boots, and they sang her song
“Johnny Rottentail”, a song which I now realize is about Johnny
Rotten. All in all, a good reason to get out of the house on a Tuesday.