Recovery

I just "recovered" this blog after a year-and-a-half of inactivity. I won't delete anything, for hilarity's sake. But I'll try and get better quality control from now on. Expect more in-depth music and literary stuff than on the sad bear blog.

Peace.

Rock

3:30 AM. Somewhere near Bronson, MI. Or was it Sturgis? They all run together anyway.

Are those birds singing already, or are my ears chirping?

There were two main causes for this confusion:




As I lay myself down on the couch at the Beat in the sweltering nighttime heat I felt like my hearing was gone for good. It was still loud, invading my thoughts, felt like metal cockroaches or ants or some sort of insect had crawled into my ears and walked around on the drums with spikes instead of insect legs and punctured tiny holes in them.

It didn't hurt per se, it was just distracting.

I was actually sort of enjoying it. It isn't every day that something blasts you so hard that you have to spend the entire 24 hours processing it just to appreciate what you just heard or saw.

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Two extensive reviews on the Pitchfork Festival: Day One; Day Two. I would write my own, but these guys seem to have seen more than I did.

I will, however, give you a list of what I liked and did not like as much from the bands that I did see (no order other than the broad classifications they are under):

awesome:
-Mission of Burma (pictured at top)
-The Futureheads
-Ted Leo (pictured at bottom)
-Yo La Tengo
-Jens Lekman

good:
-Os Muntantes
-Tapes n Tapes

alright:
-Destroyer
-Mountain Goats
-The Walkmen
-Silver Jews
-Art Brut

not that great (or just really fucking bad, I can't decide):
-Devandra Bandhart
-Liars

comix

Why I love (1) comic books and (2) Wikipedia:

The Marvel Comics Civil War (as seen on The Colbert Report).

An American Tragedy

Cure

I love my professors: Dr. Birzer and I once had a concersation about how The Cure were a sweet band. He remembered this, and today he burned me a copy of some live bootleg of a Cure concert he had lying somewhere around his house.

"It's in my car," he explained to me. "I was listening to it on the way over here to make sure it was the right one but then I just turned it up and forgot I was going to give it to you."

Jack mk. 3

Setting up a new blogger blog, because LiveJournal sort of pisses me off. More later.

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