Last night I went to dj purple’s karaoke at jack’s. highly recommended. He plays saxophone along with you. All demographics of the city throng and cohere together in song.
I am thus too sleepy to excel at the elbo room thing I gotta do tonight, but whatever. I am here, typing self-consciously at you in order to try to “write down the bones” in order to “clear the garbage from my mind” real quick in order to “say good/not-bad things on ‘stage'” tonight. Who cares. stop it. leave me alone. etc
- fellow “ashram baby” matt marlin has a new side-project called youtube, I can’t believe I just wrote that, it’s called “starring.” I like the basementy practice recordings they posted on their youtube. I mean myspace. what is wrong with me. In other news, Matt’s “real” band “Pterodactyl” are having a new record come out in the spring, it’s going to be great
- today I spelled fluctuating with an x a couple times, then looked at it dreamily and left it like that, just vibing out on that crazy little x for a while. “fluxuating.” crazy, man
- I’d like to start a band. If you live around here please bring your amp and axe into my basement. some band name ideas: “something fierce” (bad) “YouTube” (worse) “The Ashram Babies” (awful??)
- just now I walked by a police car that had pulled over a taxi cab outside my office. they were both Fords. My first thought was: Ford must not harm Ford!
