some birds are funny when they talk








Stuck in my Head
"Kiss Me Harder" by Bertine Zetlitz
"Hot" by Avril
"Brain Problem Situation" by They Might Be Giants

Now Reading
Number 9 Dream by David Mitchell
Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage by Alice Munro

Recently Finished
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by David Eggers
Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtry
Mad Tony and Me by Carl Hoffman
Sweet Soul Music by Peter Guaralnick
This Must Be The Place: Adventures of Talking Heads in the 20th Century by David Bowman
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Movies Lately
4 Months 3 Weeks 2 Days
Oscar Nominated Animated Shorts
Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus: Best of Both Worlds Concert Tour
2 Days in Paris
United 93
The Savages
The Bourne Ultimatum
Sweeney Todd
The Departed
What Would Jesus Buy?
Ghost World
I'm Not There
She's The Man
Lars and the Real Girl
Romance and Cigarettes
No Country for Old Men
Into the Wild
I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With
Across the Universe

Shows Lately
Damo Suzuki/Stinking Lizaveta @ Mill Creek
Death and the Maiden @ Curio
Devon Sproule/Carsie Blanton/Devin Greenwood/John Francis @ Tin Angel
Assassins @ The Arden
Oakley Hall and the Teeth @ Johnny Brendas
Isabella and Flamingo/Winnebago and Map Me and Gatz and Songs of the Dragons Flying to Heaven and Sonic Dances and Strawberry Farm and The Emperor Jones and No Dice and Hearts of Man and Principles of Uncertainty and Isabella and BATCH and Addicted to Bad Ideas: Peter Lorre's 20th Century and Car and Sports Trilogy and Explanatorium and Wandering Alice and Must Don't Whip Um and Festival of Lies and A Room of Ones Own and Recitatif @ the Philadelphia Live Arts Festival/Philly Fringe
Martha Graham Cracker and Eliot Levin and Kilo etc. @ the Fringe Cabaret
Lullatone and Teletextile @ Boulder Coffee [Rochester]
TV Sound @ the M Room
Aretha Franklin @ East Dell, Fairmount Pk.
Romeo + Juliet in Clark Park
Daft Punk @ Red Rocks
Spoon @ Rockefeller Park
Ponytail at Pony Pants' House
Mirah/Benjy Ferree @ the 1UC
Tortoise @ World Cafe Live
Hall & Oates...ish
"Nuclear Dreams" - Mascher Dance Group, x2
The Four of Us @ 1812
Machines Machines Machines Machines Machines Machines Machines by Rainpan whatever
Mascher Dance Group/Nathaniel Bartlett
Cornelius @ TLA
Sloan @ World Cafe
In Fluxxxx
Slavic Soul Party!/Red Heart the Ticker @ I-House
the Fantasticks @ Mum
Peter Bjork + Jorn/Fujiya + Miyagi @ fkaTLA
John Vanderslice @ Johnny Brendas
The Books & Todd Reynolds @ 1UC
Into the Woods @ LPAC
The Fishbowl @ the Frear
Caroline, or, Change @ the Arden
Low & Loney, Dear. @ 1UC

Monday, September 29

good weekend! (yeah, roll over) - even more impressive when taken as a unit (four parties! two performances! one of each of which i was directly involved in creating!), but i already wrote about friday, sort of, so i won't go over that again.

the main thing saturday was bread and puppet: i went to their "workshop" in the morning, which was actually just a rehearsal for the afternoon performance, in which they taught us to sing a song, clatter cymbals, dance with chairs, crawl in the mud, carry giant cardboard cutouts of iraqi women's faces, toss cutouts of devils into the air, intone poorly-scanning hymns against victory, and process noisily to a burial site. i brought my accordion for the show (playing it as i walked across campus, which is always fun), to play it in the "funeral march for a rotten idea" (which comes after the "insurrection mass," the main part of the show.) there was a badly-but-could-have-been-worsely timed downpour right before the show was about to begin, but after we thought we had lost our audience, the amphitheatre filled right back up with even more people. so we had a show, and then we had bread, with or without the unbelievably potent aioli that the puppeteers refer to simply as "poison."

that was lovely fun, but even better was the party afterwards, at the ashton house (which, can i say, reminded me of my own, even though it's about three times bigger and nicer.) this was easily the best party of the weekend, and maybe of the ytd. because: after booze'n'schmooze and catered thai, the B&Pers whipped out their instruments and we had ourselves a little blowing session. dixieland, circus music, swingin' folktunes ("dirty old town," "bananas," "darktown strutters," "hallelujah i'm a bum," etc.) with tuba, trumpet, clarinet, accordion, trombone, strawberry on bass drum, and me on snare. and all the people dancing, of course. ha cha! whoopee!

later, becca and i powered up for pacespartying, but it turned out to be a stereotypically offensive affair. oh, that accursed space and the dreadful things that happen there. [plug: but! all that will change (for an evening) when Djversity Workshop, the hotttest new party-tossing crew in town, interfaces and replaces the disgraces of paces, this friday! stay tuned for more.] nice thing about this one was there were a lot of people hanging outside, in the frag. garden and so on, cuz it was nice for that. well, and the dancing was marginally fun at times; it's dancing after all. anyway, i made a correct decision to not do something it would have been a bad idea to do. so, that's good.

hey, i was even some productive this weekend. the puppetry (and, well, accordioning with DmcC in the belltower, playing "evangeline" and "evangeline" and other songs for the people walking to sharples) took saturday out, and i was cooking or something on friday, and i lounged around most of sunday morning. but i did finally write (most of) a letter to DB. (should i post some of it here? it could be an open letter.) i tried to make my printer and burner work (no luck, rg.) i made enchiladas, and we had a party dinner meeting. and i wrote a draft of a paper, which was sort of novel. it was only a wa draft, so i left the last two pages as notes and went to class rather than tightening it up. it's funny when going to class feels like procrastinating.

sorry to be all straightforwardly narrative. i have analytic thoughts too. maybe i'll write in my (gasp) livejournal, since people seem to be figuring out about it.

one day
you're gonna have to get over it
you're gonna have to get on with it
you're gonna have to get it up