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Saturday, December 12th, 2009
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9:48 pm - Lost but not forgotten from the dark heart of a dream
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In the Bible Cain slew Abel and East of Eden he was cast
You're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame
You inherit the sins you inherit the flames
Adam raised a Cain Adam Raised a Cain
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| Sunday, July 5th, 2009
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11:28 am - My first INDEPENDENCE DAY
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Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley Band/ July 4, 2009/ New York City, USA
1- NYC - Gone, Gone
2- Souled Out
3- Sausalito
4- Nikorette
5- Air Mattress
6- Eagle On a Pole (CO)
7- Spoiled
8- Ten Women
9. Slowly
10. Worldwide
11. Moab
12. Cape Canaveral
13. Get-Well-Cards
14. Big Black Nothing
15. One of My Kind
16. I Got the Reason
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17. Lenders in the Temple
18. Difference is Time
19. Hospital
20. Roosevelt Room
This is the playlist I found online, I made one or two corrections. I'm pretty certain they played Danny Callahan at some point, but fuck if I know when.
Could not have been better.
oh yeah, and during Jenny Lewis' set, Conor & Nik Freitas came on stage and they all played a George Harrison song. Which song specifically, is escaping me at the moment.
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| Saturday, May 2nd, 2009
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4:17 am
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| Friday, February 27th, 2009
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4:08 pm
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Last night i had a dream where I was in the sky, looking at the horizon. I was very high up, but not in a plane or a balloon or something. It was like the sky had a glass roof where all the stars were fixed in the night (like Aristotle thought) and I was laying on the glass looking down.
It was the Fourth of July and I knew it was customary to set off the fireworks after sunset. I could see over the earth's curvature just enough that even though the sun was setting where I was, spread out thinly on the horizon I could see all the fireworks in the distance, like bursts of static electricity.
I watched the line of the sun's set roll down across the land, and a few inches past the dark line, fireworks.
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| Tuesday, December 30th, 2008
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3:24 am - The dashboard to Hazlet.
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| Sunday, December 28th, 2008
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4:13 am
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Kaitlin got me a digital camera for Christmas. I got her a typewriter and a necklace (she brought me into the 21st century and I brought her back to 1975).
Regardless, the neatest feature by far this camera has is a time lapse function. I made this.
A day in Clark, New Jersey.
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| Thursday, November 27th, 2008
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2:47 pm - Ladies and Gentleman...
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| Monday, October 13th, 2008
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2:56 am - Sitting in a wheelchair in Penn Station. Eating pizza with my legs crossed.
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I had to walk my wheelchair-cum-dolly uptown yesterday, making the 25 odd block journey from the West Village to Penn Station in 20 minutes flat. An impressive enough feat in itself, I also managed to nearly collide full force with Andy Blitz. Though I would've like to geek out about how I'm a big fan of 'The Slipnutz', I just smiled at him and pushed on.
Now back to my rewrites.
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| Saturday, October 4th, 2008
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11:08 am - To everyone (but mainly Allison)
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I have given up on getting my phone to turn on, so I'm going to be on the dark side of the moon, out of radio-contact, until further notice. Rest assured, everything is still on as per usual. I will call you when I'm on my way up.
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| Friday, September 26th, 2008
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12:37 am - Things that FUCK MY MIND Thursday
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| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008
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3:04 pm - Wheeze, cough, cough
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This marks the 3rd time I've woken up this summer and only to discover an upper respiratory infection lurking in my body. I would go to a doctor, but my healthcare lapsed as of last week. Hooray for being one of the 47 million 'Mericans without healthcare.
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| Wednesday, August 27th, 2008
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2:27 am - 2 dollar pack of cigarettes
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I've become (re) obsessive over late nineteenth century politics. Somewhere between the spontaneous trip to D.C. this weekend, getting hyped about seeing a summerstock production of Assassins next weekend, and sifting through a couple of my old Sarah Vowell books has generated a level of interest I haven't felt since sophomore year history. Something about the Gilded Age just hits me hard, romanticism amongst the corruption I suppose. Melville was a customs collector working for Chester A. Arthur, you know. It was really a time when one man could really manipulate national affairs easily, before the information age put every incumbent's bowel movements on the public record. Its the first time in my life I actually can understand why the Spanish-American war was a good thing, and thats downright terrifying.
For example: In 1900 Senator Tom Platt from New York was so anxious to get the Governor off his back and out of his mind, he decided to nominate him for Vice-President. Such a petty nomination, really more about two dudes than the welfare of our country. The governor accepted the nomination and hit the campaign trail. What Platt didn't count on was that, after winning the election, McKinley would get shot by a polish anarchist less than a year later, making that pesky governor the ruler of the free world. I can get behind any system that lets a personal conflict bring us this strapping bullmoose:
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| Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
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4:20 pm - O Bailian Todos, O No Bailan Nadie
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On Saturday I saw Bob Dylan in Pittsburgh. He played this:
SET LIST
1 Rainy Day Women # 12 & 35
2 It Ain't Me, Babe
3 The Levee's Gonna Break
4 Spirit On The Water
5 High Water (for Charlie Patton)
6 Tangled Up In Blue
7 Honest With Me
8 Beyond The Horizon
9 It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
10 Nettie Moore
11 Summer Days
12 Ballad Of A Thin Man
ENCORE!
13 Like A Rolling Stone
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Last night (Tuesday) I saw Radiohead in Philly. They played this:
SETLIST
01. 15 Step
02. There There
03. Morning Bell
04. All I Need
05. The National Anthem
06. Videotape
07. Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
08. The Gloaming
09. Where I End And You Begin
10. Faust Arp
11. No Surprises
12. Jigsaw
13. The Bends
14. Idioteque
15. Climbing Up The Walls
16. Nude
17. Bodysnatchers
Encore 1
18. House of Cards
19. Lucky
20. Go Slowly
21. Just
22. Street Spirit
Encore 2
23. Reckoner
24. Planet Telex
(Before 'Everything' kicks in, Thom sang part of "The One I Love" by R.E.M. over the ambient noise)
25. Everything In Its Right Place
As much as I say "Fuck My Life" lately, nothing really can compare to good friends and great music. Lucky me.
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| Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008
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2:27 am
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| Friday, July 4th, 2008
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4:00 am - Scenes from a Music Video shoot.
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| Tuesday, July 1st, 2008
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11:09 am - One more time 'round the sun..
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One year ago I was loading a moving truck.
And to think, it only took a year to get from the edge of nowhere to firmly in the middle of nowhere. The road from Garwood to Clark has been a convoluted one.
However the universe isn't a game of dice, and I really do think things are finally starting to happen, my horizon is still an empty line, but I'm working on building something there.
Anyway, the new Al Hammond album is pretty good.
current music: ¿Como Te Llama?
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| Saturday, June 7th, 2008
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3:36 am - Flap jacks and Panic Attacks
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I had the most vivid dream last night. I've noticed that every time I have a tattoo sitting, the next few nights, while its healing, I have the most vivid dreams, that I remember in detail.
Last night I dreamt I was eating pancakes. These weren't dream pancakes though, I swear to you they were real, I could taste them, I could feel the difficulty in cutting through them (they were a bit rubbery, you see).
I ate them with a side of scrambled eggs that came in a little paper pouch. and as I ate breakfast, two girls I went to middle school with passed by and I listened to their conversation:
"So I had a meeting with the Yogi the other day"
"Oh really? what did he say?"
Pour some extra syrup on the side
"He told me he couldn't help me physically unless he helped me spiritually"
I pick up the ketchup and go to work on the eggs.
"Uh oh, sounds a little creepy"
"I don't know. Some of the stuff he said really got to me"
"Like What?"
"Like, well, the one that I've been repeating myself all day, he asked me: 'How many people cast stones at others that were unfairly thrown at them in first place, and how many roads have been paved as a result?'"
At this point I woke up, a slow gradual sort of wake up. I slowly unravelled from the diner i was in, the girls I went to middle school with vanished and I opened my eyes carefully, seeing my room and realizing that I was starving.
I was upset, because the dream wisdom was so true, but if I were to use it, I would be plagiarizing... It was until twenty minutes later that I realized that I can't plagiarize a dream. That wisdom, somehow, was already in my latent mind, waiting to be heard. I sighed gently, now the only thing I was upset about was that I had no bacon and eggs in front of me.
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| Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008
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3:15 am - That solomon dude was pretty darn smart
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"1...
"Short and sorrowful is our life,
and there is no remedy when a life comes to its end,
and no one has been known to return from Hell.
2 For we were born by mere chance,
and hereafter we shall be as though we had never been,
for the breath in our nostrils is smoke,
and reason is a spark kindled by the beating of our hearts;
3 when it is extinguished, the body will turn to ashes,
and the spirit will dissolve like empty air.
4 Our name will be forgotten in time,
and no one will remember our works;
our life will pass away like the traces of a cloud,
and be scattered like mist
that is chased by the rays of the sun
and overcome by its heat.
5 For our allotted time is the passing of a shadow,
and there is no return from our death,
because it is sealed up and no one turns back. "
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| Saturday, May 31st, 2008
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4:37 am
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Tonight warrants its own poetry, but I'm very fucking tired. so I'm just gonna reiderate a thought I had back in 2005:
On the Parkway at night (2005)
On the parkway at night
The taillights are constellations
navigating us away from here.
They say the universe expands
equidistant in all directions
like the rubbered shrapnel of
an exploding tire
But to me
it unfolds in a long line
(the interstate of time)
down which we are all rolling.
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| Friday, May 30th, 2008
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3:31 am - Fucking CREEPY
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