Black Francis is a bad motherfucker. I finally got the Svn Fngrs E.P. Jesus, I love that guy. Bluefinger is great, too. Dude can't do anything wrong (okay so Fastman Rainderman wasn't the greatest).
Here are some other thoughts I've had over the last few months:
1. If you're there God, you'll let the Horse tour this summer.
So, I'm watching some youtube footage of Neil and the Horse live in 2001, and I'm just thinking how goddamn lucky I am to have seen them twice. What a phenomenal band. One of the very few, truly great rock & roll bands to ever have emerged from the North American continent.
2. Suppositions on not seeing The Meat Puppets.
At 10 A.M. on the first morning after I was vaguely supposed to see The Meat Puppets in concert, I was lying in bed trying to decide if I should to vomit. Granted, these sensations would be experienced - perhaps more acutely - even if I had seen the Puppets the previous evening, but it's even harder to swallow given the plight of the previous evening. It started when I got a call from my buddy, Adrian, while I was on my lunchbreak. "Did you know The Meat Puppets are in Louisville tonight?" he asked. I did not.
3. Things I Never Want To Do
1. Get high and ride in a helicopter. That would be terrifying.
2. Play "Find the Purple Pickle" with Uncle Tim "the Dim." At least not again.
4. Suppositions on eating disorders
So, I know this fucking crazy girl who claims she's been battling anorexia her whole life. This would be a lot easier to believe if she wasn't roughly 100 lbs overweight. This same girl also believe every man over the age of 30 who talks to her is sexually harassing her. People are fucking weird.
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