more like jenny from a flock of pigeons

Ya, I've been lax. Here's what's been going on:

1) I lost my voice in the middle of my annual 'call every club in the US for Club Systems' spree. Also, I interviewed Daniel Givens with 100% no voice - the MD transcription was high comedy - he's a gracious man and his CD is difficult but worth the spin.

2) I got my wisdom teeth out, yes, four, no, no just local. When I showed up at the office, they didn't know why I was there and didn't have my records. s.c.a.r.y. I listened to the Nihilist Spasm Band while they were ripping the fuckers out. Very savage, that process. Medical science may have advanced in some areas, but dentistry is pure medieval.

3.) Loveliest thanksgiving on record. Went to old roomie's house in NJ - collectively they made me an entire veggie meal, tho they're all carnivores.

awh, I can't keep making this list. Brahahaha. Well, last night I went to Crobar with Caryn to see Sasha DJ - the place is totally middlebrow in a way that honestly made me feel totally okay - all the pretention was so B&T that it didn't even phase me. Sasha was DJing with only with a laptop and some outboard gear...I was covering it for CSI...and the crowd was positively electric after a pretty dull opening DJ spinning the worst, least interesting trance I've ever heard in my life (now that's saying something). Caryn and I went into the VIP lounge which was full of eurotrash dancing to that horrible new Ja Rule track, etc etc. They played "Sweet Home Alabama" which prompts me to wonder, how does one dance to Sweet Home Alabama?" I had so much fun that I think I'm going to start using my lame access via the trade pub to start going dancing more often.

That is all I have to say right now, other than you should listen to Lady Sovereign's "Sad Arse Strippa" track, it's ridiculous. She's like 18. SFJ is totally going to New Yorker her ass when that album comes out.