I'm going to sing 4 songs tonight at a small open mic in New Jersey.
I know it's a tiny event. And they're all covers, basically, the cute boy who I know is playing guitar and wanted to give me a chance to sing on stage. Because he's nice like that.
I am so excited and nervous right now that I could run my office's computers if given a dynamo to spin neurotically with my feet. Because I am not confident in the songs specifically and in me in general since I haven't sung on stage since I was 15. That was 8 years ago. Hah! This LJ's been around that long as well.
<3 Life is wonderful.
The playlist:
Radiohead - Creep
White Stripes - Apple Blossom
Tears for Fears - Mad World
Blondie - Heart of Glass
So apparently these all sound good on acoustic. He's already memorized them. I kinda half know the words to all but 1 - I got Apple Blossom down pat. Most scared of Heart of Glass, shit, it's hard to do that one without going flat.
Daniel: Oh, well, okay... right. Well, I mean, I'm a little relieved. Sam: Why? Daniel: Well, because I thought it would be something worse. Sam: [incredulous] Worse than the total agony of being in love? Daniel: Oh. No, you're right. Yeah, total agony.
Sorry to scream at you, guys, but this is a legitimately awful bill that might pass, and you taking 3 minutes to call right now might make a difference.
As a web developer/designer, it would interrupt my career (it makes sites liable for the content their USERS post - a nerdy distinction that could ruin my industry.)
As a believer in free speech, its giving the federal government rights to police the Internet on any supposed piracy charges, disgusts me on a personal level.
met someone who is so incredibly compassionate and nice, that it breaks your heart just knowing that they somehow continue to exist in this harsh world?
*I realise I already posted something almost identical to this. So here, a Youtube video of my Listening To music to make this repeat post worthwhile.
Material lust looks unpleasant to a poor person, an environmentalist or an anti-capitalist; but adopting and caring for forgotten ephemera in the gigantic mound of throwaway shit that we made as our human world, seems natural, almost, like the only thing a pattern-seeking hairless ape can do in the face of this plastic surge.