March 2002
3/3. A few informative and even
useful offsite links added to the discography. David gave me an accordion it's a
nice one. No leaks and all seems in tune. Bought naturally fruit flavored
licorice at the Larchmont
Farmers Market. Also 3 apples some lettuce and a loaf of bread. Drank
coffee. Listened to the complete Cheap Trick Live at Budokan straight through.
It's getting dark and I have to turn on a light. It's getting dark and I have to
finish the reissue notes for Fluorescent. It's getting dark and I have to
finish my next Weekly thingamacolumnything. (But that is old news.) And drink
more coffee. (That too).
3/4. It took a couple of years to
really work on me but I've got to say Madonna's Music is sounding pretty
darn classic now. Also someone sent me The Damnations' new Where It Lands
and I feel all right telling you to buy that. If you like music. Further
words escape
3/5. Man Who Fell to Earth laserdisclinernotes
now up. Me too.... Ellipses denoting passage of time. Voted. Got new library
card (voted in the library), which comes w/ personal bar code and special
key-ring minicard. Beautiful Italianate local branch is only 2
blocks away but it has the worst selection of fiction imaginable all Danielle
Steele and Ken Follett w/ only the odd work of real actual lit, ancient or mod.
And plenty of room on the shelves to remedy that. I will look into this. Poor
little family ahead of me incurring like $90 in late fees you could have bought
those books for less.
3/6. Trip last night across the hills to
Kingsize Sound Labs (west) of Chicago transplant Dave Trumfio (friend of Dag,
Sheila, others, I have his card here somewhere) to play mandolin for Syd in the
key of B. A lovely little waltz. Third time was charm. At the Windy City
Kingsize original recorded for Kelly.
Ate Italian cookies.
3/10. Just back from Frisco by car. Saw
Laurie Anderson twice once in an auditorium and once in an restaurant; she was carrying her
instrument as any sensible musician would. Saw Jordi Savall conduct old
early authentic ancient music (reason for trip). Listening in transit to Robbie
Williams w/ happiness. (Said to be living here now. Will keep eyes peeled at
Starbucks.)
3/13. Autechre clicking whistling whining burping
farting at 10:19 a.m. Last night up to the now horrible Sunset Strip and always
horrible HoB though in fact the staff was extraordinarily friendly helpful to
see/talk to young Ben Kweller (reported
upon you may though I am sure you do not remember in diaristic relating of last fall's touring)
for purposes of upcoming and rare music journalism. He's a nice boy and doth
rock. I will tell the people. Stuck around because I was out and so rarely am to
get a glimpse of headliner Dashboard Confessional, big deal(s) apparently
certainly to judge by the singalong kidly reaction but 3 songs was enough (more
than). So this is emo! Went home! Read! ... Ellipses represent passage of time.
Blustery: an Auntie Em day. The Young Fresh Fellows are (were) playing good time
rock & roll on the Presidents tour (now) (then). Epitaph swag. Tropical
Bakery bag. Parking ticket. CD exchanged for paper with numbers. A sentence
added to this page (can you
guess which?).
3/14. In Silver Lake 2 days running I'd better
cut that out. At the Conservatory of Music researching, next door eating, down
the street cafeing. Blustery again but not as. Less dust in the air making for
pretty pictures. Elsa on the accordion case looking at me as if to say why I am
not being paid attention to. Attention must be paid. Everybody loves gen mai
cha.
3/15. The Ides. Nothing bad yet. Garden watering. Robert
Wyatt-listening (Ruth: Stranger > Richard). Henry Green-reading (Blindness).
Ant Farm #3 on the stands and online
now.
3/17. Paddy day. A soda bread morning. Last St. Patrick's
day I was here. This St. Patrick's day (night) I
was next door at Karin and Andy's w/ Sarah and Joe and Heather. And Nello the
cat. Andy made pudding. It rained then it didn't.
3/24. Another
famous day: The Oscars are happening up there on Hollywood Blvd. Signs on Sunset
warning of Event Ahead or somesuch which is why I recordshopped at Aron's
instead of Amoeba they were playing Why We Fight when I walked in. Came home w/
big old pile of used records including David's. Listening now to Julie sing live w/ Leonard Cohen that Joan
of Arc song I bought that too also several records w/o guitars in the new modern
mode. But then some with. Was up in Santa Rosa and other points north between
the 17 and the 24 doing what I will tell you when it's done. Teri came down from
the even farther north and we chowed. Good weather and cows. Took the
uncustomary 99 home to stop in Fresno to see Jill who's
teaching there; some impromptu AV work then a trip to the Tower District Fresno's groovy
block any town w/ a school has one somewhere and we ate in a house of chicken pies.
3/25. Posted old review of Belinda Carlisle and Barry
Williams in Grease, I can't believe how long ago I wrote this and I was no
spring chicken even then. Life! Went to the creepy new Grove w/ Randy, or rather
went to nice old Farmers Market via the creepy new Grove and though I am no
enemy of the Mall Concept I would respectfully request they cease and desist
pumping Lite Jazz (the music of shopping) relentlessly into the phony
streetscape (made no less phony by double decker trolley car going back going
forth or actually going forth going back to small if not no practical
purpose).
3/27. W/ Kevin and Kirk yesterday working at House of
Kakes (Kevin's spare room).
3/28. Ant Farm #4 is
online for you and just for you.
3/31. Easter for the
Christians. The Queen (mother) is dead long live that other queen. I myself have
lived through another March (knock wood, still 13 hours to go, knockwood, 13)
and it's my father's birthday he's 75 today. Stayed out late at the Giant Sand
show, Susan was playing with
them wasn't that a nice surprise it was. Howe in fine comedic communicative
form. Stuck around for loadout for purposes of chumminess and tour nostalgia. Steve Miller gave Rose a guitar says
Sarah on the telephone. Listening to French electro dance pop now. There are
malted milk eggs on the kitchen windowsill I will go there now and
eat.