multi-mafia connections

okay, today i interviewed matt from bedhead/the new year for stop smiling, and turns out he is getting his doctorate at brown. yesterday i interviewed the head booking agent for the middle east, and he too is getting an advanced degree at brown. i'm officially part of some kind of fucked up, overeducated, overmotivated to privledge quasi-professional yuppie punk continuum. well...at least i didn't go to harvard. uggh, i can't believe i even wrote that as a joke.

all i want to do is listen to willfully miserable music these days. right now it's...ya, it is...the cure best of, and last night it was five leaves left (n.drake), which is now totally indistinguishable to me from Sea Changes, by Beck (a mediocre album which sounded great at the time), the newish mohave 3 (i'll never give up - shoegazers unite), son house and love life.

there are a few not really great photos of LL in Winterberg's book, which is a shame because Katrina Ford is the most amazing performer i've ever witnessed and it doesn't really translate as well as the post-hardcore rock bonanza action of dudes in wb's book. maybe he knows how to photograph people holding instruments better, or dudes in general?

also, deborah frost just joined girl group, and seems totally amazing. here's part of her first post:

"...but maybe one of the nice things about that era was that it
was not necessary to categorize it all... that probably had more to
do with the statistic-lovers who 'd spent most of life before
growing out their crew cuts & inhaling a puff or two debating
batting averages that they (being even less adept at pushing
pencils than coordinating any two given limbs in the service of
any elegant, much less useful, activity) could only dream about...
in other words, the geeks who morphed into a professional
league of their own-- rock critics."