Why does POP still exist?
Why does POP still exist?
Wilco was playing a free concert, with Spinal Tap opening up. Adam and I were there, sitting in the back, half-watching and having a mild debate about which band was 'bigger'. Spinal Tap played 'Big Bottom' and it was pretty heavy. The venue staff were throwing free Wilco t-shirts into the crowd and I grabbed two of them, a medium and large size; Adam and I briefly fought over the medium before realising that neither one of us actually liked Wilco. We debated the shirt's eBay potential but then threw them both into the crowd for the true fans.
Trying to make a traditional Estonian wooden house at least slightly warm for the (surely brutal) winter ahead: 5cm thick Paroc FAS4 insulation, to be covered with a lovely red clay.
We carried you in our arms on Independence Day
And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away
Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could treat a father so?
To wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him "No"
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so low
And life is brief
It was all very painless
When you went out to receive
All that false instruction
Which we never could believe
And now the heart is filled with gold
As if it was a purse
But, oh, what kind of love is this
Which goes from bad to worse?
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why must I always be the thief?
Come to me now, you know we're so low
And life is brief
We pointed you the way to go
And scratched your name in sand
Though you just thought it was nothing more
Than a place for you to stand
I want you to know that while we watched
You discovered no one would be true
And I myself was among
The ones who thought
It was just a childish thing to do
In many ways this is still my favourite thing DFW ever wrote, and it's great that the whole thing is available here as a PDF.
... 'the empty apian drone of the dial tone' ....
The guardian liked to discuss with young people their 'approach.' But that word meant 'coming near,' and often what the guardian meant entailed being 'already there.'
I'm generally a big fan of Too Much Information with Benjamen Walker, on WFMU, but this WikiLeaks special show was particularly good.
I was in the theatre audience of a large awards show, on TV, and Michael Bolton was accepting a lifetime achievement award. While he was speaking, a bunch of his assistants were going through the audience and passing out dental floss to everyone and whispering for us to all floss in unison.