so i am sitting down with the memphis blues here in my ramshackle loftspace dwelling on the weekend and what the encroaching holiday season will bring. last night was the pajama jammy jam, held in the lovely industrial corridors of the san fernando valley. jeez, there must have been 5,000 square feet of prime playspace in the space we threw it in, and lotsa people were dressed up in bathrobes and naughty-nighties. so i figured this was a good time to throw my head deep into another, rarely visited space. YOU know what im talking about, right? ;-)
well, by now, i know the drill. allow me to register mild frustration at the fact that once again, this mighty casey struck out in the game of love or momentary lust, but i might be able to chalk it up to age that i can now see better than i used to how that whole space was filled with people who had their own difficulties with getting/receiving the love and/or attention they desired from others. one cant help but envy the younger ones for whom its all new and fresh, for it aint redundant for em yet. eventually, they learn.
anyways, my poor roomie is still learning how to deal with post-party depression. She ended up rolling last night, and shes been out of sorts since then. then theres another friend of mine, who was just drunk last night, and told her current interest she was in love with him, only to hear back, i was afraid of that. she ended up weeping into my arms. (note: she did appear to be doing better by the end of the night.) i went back and listened to some johnny cash songs on wfmu afterwards and it helped put things in perspective. and now i am open for more experiences.
thanksgiving - well, who knows what will happen? all i know is i will be here in la. ill remember to thank anyone thats paid attention to me that day. i hope you remember to do the same.
well, by now, i know the drill. allow me to register mild frustration at the fact that once again, this mighty casey struck out in the game of love or momentary lust, but i might be able to chalk it up to age that i can now see better than i used to how that whole space was filled with people who had their own difficulties with getting/receiving the love and/or attention they desired from others. one cant help but envy the younger ones for whom its all new and fresh, for it aint redundant for em yet. eventually, they learn.
anyways, my poor roomie is still learning how to deal with post-party depression. She ended up rolling last night, and shes been out of sorts since then. then theres another friend of mine, who was just drunk last night, and told her current interest she was in love with him, only to hear back, i was afraid of that. she ended up weeping into my arms. (note: she did appear to be doing better by the end of the night.) i went back and listened to some johnny cash songs on wfmu afterwards and it helped put things in perspective. and now i am open for more experiences.
thanksgiving - well, who knows what will happen? all i know is i will be here in la. ill remember to thank anyone thats paid attention to me that day. i hope you remember to do the same.
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I was unaware of the Tuxedomoon release you mentioned. They seem to put things out in dribs and drabs still. Some old rehashes, some new constructs. The technology has grown so since they began, the sounds they brew up could so easily be built from electrons now rather than analog wave forms. I've heard they're in Berlin, and still at work, and I hope it's so. I sure do remember then they were the alternative... the SF punk kids loved em, along with the protoelctronic geeks, great mix.
I'll look around for the special pillow, thanks for the recommend.