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To quote a young Ari Vais. No Chinese breakfast or commuting for me, though. It's a dang SNOW DAY! Which means, enjoy the white now, because it 3 days it'll be mostly melted. I hope (unabashed snow basher that I am).
Actually, maybe I won't stay up, but I am suddenly filled with that hyper "new lease on life circa 9th grade" feeling that a snow day can give (another day to study for that French Revolution quiz and pre Algebra test--which means I'll sleep and listen to the Beatles and watch game shows and talk to friends on the phone all day).
ITEMS of varying import:
1) I'll be backing up Lord Russ when he plays at Bishops Lounge this Tuesday at 11pm.
Some old Steamtrain faves as well as Russ' latest batch of songs he wrote in Hawaii. Plus, don't miss his Mini Moog songs. Trippy.
2) Thanks to Messrs Goepp et Ohlenbusch, sittingnexttobrian.com is now up.
A simple, but effective page.
3-5 are ephemera, so cue Seinfed hi-hat (didn't they make ephemera illegal because it was killing teenagers? and yet it's still at the counter at every gas station mini mart? oh, ephedrine. sorry)
3) what's the deal with people putting tissue boxes in the rear window of their car?
There are only a couple practical explanations: a limo or car service should have one. After a wedding, a funeral, a prom, there is bound to be crying and thus, a need for that box.
But I see them in regular civilian cars, with people or a person only in the front
seat. You sneeze and what? You pull over and climb back there? Or is there an invisible wire that you tug and the tissue comes to you?
A tissue box accessible only from the back seat also, I will dare say it, has sexual overtones to it.
4) In the Gazette suppliment there was a science article saying "Vitamin B12 does not give you energy". And my thought was, I thought the term "getting a B12 shot" was always just a sanitized term for those pharmaceutical cocktails that JFK, Elvis, the Warhol crowd, the Beatles, and countless other athletes, politicians and entertainers etc would get injected into their arses by "Dr. Robert" and his ilk when they weren't quite feeling up to the task of being fabulous in public.
"Don't tell me what's in there. I don't care if it's horse piss--it works." JFK (from one of those biographies)
5) A shout out to XTC4U.org
About a dozen live XTC shows, mostly from radio broadcasts, downloadable for free.
Largely recorded between 1980-82 (with some of the 1989 radio concerts), you can hear the energetic, tight powerhouse they were.
My faves are 1/22/80, Ann Arbor and 1/29/80, the Paradise in Boston--broadcast on WBCN. The FCC were pretty lax then, as Andy Partridge repeatedly refers to the crowd as "you fuckers" and tells them to say whatever they want really loudly, since it's going out live. And they do. Aah, when nerds get drunk. Spaking of which, you can also hear the "Drunk Sessions" which came at the end of the English Settlement sessions in 1981. XTC decided to just screw around at the end of the day and leave the tape rolling. When brainy Brits get drunk? It's somewhat embarassing. Purple Haze becomes "Pupil Hayes" and "Communication Breakdown" becomes "Community Service Breakdown". I guess you had to be there.
And a great one from Amsterdam, 3/8/82 only a week before the PARIS PANIC ATTACK killed all future live dates. They were heading into some cool live material with synths and acoustic guitars. No sign of panic or stage freight. Ah well.
There's also a NOT great recording of a 1981 Athens GA show, where apparently the support act was a pre-Chronic Town REM.
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