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  • Sunday, November 30, 2003

    Well, I've Survived...



    Thanksgiving that is...and just barely. The girlfriend departed Wednesday for a couple of days with her family and hence began an epic drinking binge on my part. This binge was punctuated by two amazing acts of stupidity, neither of which I will recount here, but needless to say were painfully regrettable. I keep thinking of a compass saturated in whiskey that serves no purpose except to lead you down all the wrong paths. While I'd like to think most of the time that I'm a fairly moral person, it kind of a shitty feeling to be proved otherwise. Oh well, it's like my good buddy once told me-it's not like I killed anybody. Which, beyond being true, is also a pretty juvenile justification for my abominiable behavior. All things considered, however, I had a pretty nice Thanksgiving. All is well with the family. My sis brought me a plate of food Thursday night. I got drunk that night with friends. The girlfriend got home on Saturday. We watched a bit of a movie. Then passed out. Now, I'm gonna clean my living area. Stay safe

    Playlist:
    Revolver Modele-Revolver (CD ep)
    My Favorite-The Happiest Days of Our Lives(2xCD)
    Husker Du-New Day Rising(LP)

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  • James | 11/30/2003 12:55:00 PM

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    Wednesday, November 26, 2003

    Tis the Season


    Tis the season for the holidays, so let the family bickering begin. I've decided to stay home on Thanksgiving due to a burning desire never to set eyes on my father's wife ever again. I was forced to endure a lecture at the hands of one of his/her cronies on how selfish and childish I am. What fun! I cannot wait for Christmas so I can spend that holiday with my crazy relatives in Minneapolis. At least they don't try to lay god awful guilt trips on me via drunken third parties-they just do it to my face. Someone eat a whole lot o bird for me.

    Playlist:
    Joy Division-Still(2xLP)
    Modest Mouse-The Lonesome Crowded West(CD)
    Q and not U-Different Damage(LP)
    GBV-Human Amusements at Hourly Rates(CD)
    Revolver Modele-Revolver(CD ep)

    ps: yeah, I had lots of time to burn today
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  • James | 11/26/2003 01:54:00 PM

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    Tuesday, November 25, 2003

    Notice


    Ok so I just noticed that the links to the Dirty Knobs and Fair-weather Friend reviews that I did do not work since the Ripsaw hasn't updated their website in a couple of weeks. Therefore I will post the reviews here.

    Now:

    Fair-Weather Friend

    Each In A Place Apart

    Salvage Operations

    The true skill of any young songwriter or band is measured primarily by how well they mature from album to album. Is the artist content simply to churn out record after record without introducing anything discernibly new to their audience or, perhaps more importantly, do they possess the ability to? The answers to those questions have plagued progressive minded artists for decades. Compound those with record executives intent on reaping the rewards of a sound that has proved profitable in the past and you find yourself in a quagmire.

    While it is certain that Duluth’s Fair-weather Friend had no record execs breathing down their necks, their latest EP, , proves that as young artists they are not ones to rest on their laurels. Whereas the sound of the band’s self-titled 2002 EP relied primarily on projecting equal measures fragility and havoc, refines those qualities into a more focused and easily digestible product. Gone are the slow burning Low meets Bedhead song writing and in their place are tunes more akin to Rainer Maria or the Kadane brother’s more up tempo work with The New Year.

    “Fraction To A Solution” hurls itself out of the gates; melodic and pleading, its ringing guitar tones melt perfectly into frenzied, focused riffing. “Across the Great Divide” creates a foreboding, yet dynamic, landscape that Jonathan Livingston soothes for a moment with earnest vocals before plunging you back into the belly of the beast. “Dividends” provides new drummer Mike Coleman a chance to show his formidable skills behind the drum kit, while “Trestle” is a musical blast whose incendiary power should have the hooded sweatshirt set pumping their fists to the expansive cymbal crashes and blistering guitar work. For a finishing touch, “When the Weigh Stations Closed” slowly builds to a crescendo that evokes shades of Mogwai with a soothing, full-bodied finish.

    Put simply, features better songs, better playing and better production (a big improvement here) than anything that Fair-weather Friend have offered thus far. One can only hope that Fair-weather Friend can continue to push the creative boundaries outwards once they deem it necessary to record a full-length.

    Dirty Knobs

    Dirty Knobs vs. Duluth

    Xero Music

    Remix albums are a dime a dozen these days. Usually these types of albums are record company tools tossed out in order to capitalize on a big selling album and fleece the public even further until an artist’s proper follow-up is ready (see: Limp Bizkit, Linkin Park, NIN, etc). It is often the case that remixes are inferior, insulting or both to the original compositions and of little value to anyone other than collectors and those with a couple extra bucks to blow. This, however, is far from the case with Dirty Knobs’ (aka Both’s Zac Bentz) latest release, .

    Remixing tracks from Duluth (and Superior) artists as disparate as Low, The Dames and Amy Abts on one record and giving it even a pinch of semblance or continuity is a daunting challenge. Knobs proves that he’s up to the task by making an atmospheric record with electronic blips and glitches in all the right places, but one that doesn’t forget to bring the noise as well.

    Fine examples of the former are evident on the tracks by Abts, Low and If Thousands. Abts’ “Big Whatever” is transformed almost wholesale from a maudlin lament into a song with nuance and menace, but which keeps its tender underbelly at the same time. While “Lamb” makes one go to sleep dreaming of an entire EP, the untitled remix of If Thousands provides the kind of soundscape that a person could get lost in for weeks on end.

    Examples of the latter come in the form of Both’s Greg Conley and The Dames. Conley’s demo version of “Brick to Face” could just as easily have been named the Andrew WK on Oxycontin Remix and The Dames’ “Embryological Capitulation” is the kind of mind blowing shit that gets you a cover story on the 700 Club. In other words, the track is absolutely indispensable if you want you parents to start worrying about you.

    once again proves that Bentz is and undeniable, if not unrecognized, talent in the field of electronic music.

    -James Maryland


    ***Please keep in mind that these are unedited versions and may actually appear in slightly different forms in the Ripsaw.***

    Playlist:
    Pavement-Wowee Zowee(CD)
    GBV-Best of...(CD)
    REM-Fables of the Reconstruction(tape in the car)

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  • James | 11/25/2003 10:25:00 AM

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    Clear Channel and other Bullshit


    Sometimes I really get annoyed with the liberal protester/activist types as much as I do the Ford truck driving, flag waving chest thumping, Republicans-by-ingnorance assholes out there. However, then I realize that the people on the left actually are trying to effect positive change, while most of the other assholes just want to run our country into the ground. The target for my venom this morn happens to be Clear Channel. I've finished reading an article in Harper's (liberal bastion that it is) which really presented nothing new if you read Salon.com on a regular basis, but which reawakened my fury at the arrogance of this gigantic corporation. The basic difference I've noticed between corporate "business" people and the rest of humanity seems to be their lack of compassion for their fellow human beings. While I really loathe generalizations, it really seems to be the case that high level executives and those who aspire to those posts see humans as little more than meat vessels to be manipulated for their amazing ability to bleed green dollars. Think that I'm bieng overly melodramatic? Here's an excerpt from that Harper's article featuring former Congressman J.C. Watts:

    "[Watts] wasn't concerned with about Clear Channel's overwhelming control of live music, he said, because 'the dogs are eating the dog food.' He said that the reason talk radio is so conservative is that 'the dogs ain't eating the dog food' offered by liberals:'You can't force bad dog food on people!'"

    and later Watts says that:

    "I'm ready to go to the American people with my dog food."

    Watts is on the board of directors for Clear Channel.

    Should we as human be insulted to be analogized as dogs? Or is it just indicative of how little respect corporate America has for human beings? The quote, more specifically perhaps, highlights the kind of culture that Clear Channel perpetuates in that one of its board members likens its programming to dog food.

    We as citizens should not kid ourselves here. Is there really any incentive for people like this to care about the communities (canine communities it seems) which they are commodifying and using to sell advertising? Hell no! What Clear Channel cares about, pure and simple, is advertising and the money that fills their and their shareholders' coffers with. That's the logic behind their institution of so many phantom DJs at so many of their stations around the country. They have complete control over what is going out over the airwaves (via pre-programmed tape), they've controlled for the (often times unpredictable) human variable by taking it out of the equation entirely thereby ensuring to their advertisers exactly what will be coming over the airwaves and when. There is no chance of hearing anything that hasn't been test marketed to the nearly 2 million people that Clear Channel calls regularly to survey and, as one would assume, you can hear exactly the same thing whether you're in Philly, Denver, LA, or MPLS. That reality makes it much easier for Clear Channel to go to it's advertisers and say,"You want to hit market X? Our playlist in these ten cities are exactly the same and they hit demographic X right between the eyes." There is no calling other ten other stations and dealing with other ten different ad people in those ten different cites and haggling over anything. In business time, you are on the air in in six to ten different markets instantaneously. (That sound you hear is the sound of a cash register ringing.) This is good for Clear Channel. This is good for business Y who wants to reach teen X. This is bad for the person who wants to hear original music that is community oriented and that, dear friends, is the problem. I am not even going to get into the fact that CC is the largest concert promoter in the country, owns over 7,000 billboards, and a large amount of music venues in almost every large city in this country and the way that they, directly or indirectly, use these resources to essentially blackmail artists into doing their bidding. The breadth of CC incursion into the fundamental ways in which the music business runs in a little over six years is truly frightening. Is this a call to arms or a cry for help? Who knows, I've got a parking ticket to go bitch about downtown. But what can you do? Listen to a Clear Channel station for a couple of hours. Hell, listen to any station for a couple of hours. If you like the tunes, fine, keep on listening. If you don't, write down each and every one of the companies that advertise while you're listening. Write a letter, send an email, or make a telephone call to those advertisers saying how much you cannot stand to listen to the programming on that station. Do it again the next day. Tell your friends. The backlash has got to start somewhere.

    Playlist:
    Paul Westerberg-Eventually(CD)
    Paul Westerberg-Come Feel Me Tremble(CD)
    The Rolling Stones-Goat's Head Soup(LP)

    ps: I posted a link to a review I did on the latest Fair-weather Friend recording. Anyone who likes indie rock even a little bit should seriously consider giving it a listen.

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  • James | 11/25/2003 08:51:00 AM

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    Saturday, November 22, 2003

    Twists and Turns


    It is strange how you can be cruising along your merry way working a dead end job, wishing of better days and drinking a bit when life throws you a strange twist or unexpected turn that is not necessarily for the best. It would seem that the twist or turn in question wouldn't have been so unexpected in the first place had you only taken the time to discern the actions encircling your nest in order to effect said twist or turn. Is this making any sense whatsoever? I keep reading it over and over and wondering what the hell I am trying to say. I guess that for every action there are sometimes unintended consequences that you must face up to. That is a better way of putting things I believe. (sigh.)

    Playlist:
    The Rolling Stones-Goat's Head Soup (LP)
    Johnny Thunders-Panic on the Sunset Strip (LP)
    Neil Young-After the Goldrush (LP)

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  • James | 11/22/2003 03:26:00 PM

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    Friday, November 21, 2003

    What a Pain


    Seriously, if you want to find somwplace that sells coffee bean grinders, you're better off finding one in cyberspace. I just spent the last hour and a half calling and then driving around downtown Duluth to find one. However, once I was lucky enought to find one (with the help of Paul from I am the Slow Dancing Umbrella's girlfriend (wish I could remember her name)) at a shop in the Dewitt Seitz Building I realized that the $22 in my pocket wouldn't be enough to purchase the goddamned machine. Of course, I began this search firmly resolute on not setting foot in the Miller Hill Mall area, which as you can probably see compounded my headache considerably. Now I am left nearly two hours later with no coffee grinder, no coffee, and bag full of beans and a dirty room that I am now going to clean. Oh, and I'm going to review the lastest Fair-Weather Friend CD before I go to work.

    Playlist:
    Radio K
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  • James | 11/21/2003 01:16:00 PM

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    Hardcore Bob Pollard


    I will have to say that for a forty something year old dude, Bob Pollard can still rock, drink, leg kick and fist pump with the best of 'em! Seriously, I was really impressed with the whole show. GBV absolutely ROCKED for over TWO straight hours, then played a half-hour encore. Absolutely incredible. Highlight of the show: "Game of Pricks" was awesome, "Glad Girls" was a drunken fist pumping extravaganza, most of Earthquake Glue was played and it really sounded great, "Christian Animation Torch Carriers" off of UT&C was good to hear, and of course "Watch Me Jumpstart". Other highlights: Pollard excoriating Paul Westerberg for not coming to his shows(in jest I think) and then calling himself a wino, saying more than five times that "we're getting all fucked up tonight!", drinking about ten bottles of Miller Lite from his onstage cooler and handing twice that out to the crowd (I got one, chugged it, then hid it in my jacket so that security wouldn't confiscate it as I left), and just showing a genuine appreciation for the thouroughly soussed and loving crowd that was present at First Ave. GBV really are a class act as far a indie rockers go and it shows live. If it's all an act to sell more tickets, records, t-shirts (or maybe boxsets?) you could have fooled me. Quite a nice counterpoint to Steve Malkmus and his dour, self-important and aloof ass (though he was quite nice when he opened for Radiohead.) Good times, it was free, I got a souvenier bottle(but no setlist dammit!), and got really drunk. Bob Pollard can ride on my shoulders anytime he wants.

    Playlist:
    Teenage Fanclub-Best Of... (CD)
    Husker Du-New Day Rising (LP)
    Joy Division-Still (2xLP)
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  • James | 11/21/2003 11:10:00 AM

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    Tuesday, November 18, 2003

    GBV!!!


    I am soon to be on the road to see Guided By mfin' Voices. Should be a good time. A good FREE time. Hell yeah! Details upon my return.

    Playlist:
    Whatchoothank

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  • James | 11/18/2003 02:41:00 PM

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    It's Been A While


    I think that is a title to a song by Staind, but i'll cop it nevertheless. It has been a while since I've posted anything, bu that's because I've been busy. A little recap:
    Last week I finally finished up that grant that I had been working on. It was quite a relief to be done with it, but also bittersweet because marked the end of my contract at the Central Administration Building in Duluth. Oh well, it was a fun ride and I met a whole lot of really dedicated, passionate people. I also, I must mention, met quite a few enbittered teachers and administrators who would probably do the school district well to retire or go somewhere else. There are some great people there though and I will miss them quite a bit. On Friday I got a chance to go to see The Shins at First Ave. I have to admit that I was really impressed with the band live. Some of the quieter songs didn't really have the impact that they do on wax ("New Slang" especially) but some of the material off of their latest album really shone through. I also have to admit that my new favorite Shins song is "Gone For Good." Really, this song is incredible. A really long night drinking and arguing with friends from the Cities at Pizza Luce followed the concert. It was a really long night because the show was all ages and got done at 9:30. Normally I wouldn't have gone to Pizza Luce, but don't really have an ID and know the bartender there, so...The rest of the weekend was pretty chilled out. I got to see the final Matrix movie on Saturday and was impressed. I mean, sure, there were your requisite cheesy love angles and admittedly lame dialoge, but for the most part it was an exciting movie. I think the problem that people who didn't enjoy the move had was that they were expecting a big budget Hollywood blockbuster to somehow enlighten or show them the path towards redemption. Anything short of those two things, in the eyes of the cynics, was a complete and utter failure. Please enjoy this movie for what it is: a retelling of every sacrificial lamb/martyr story where the chosen one knows that the path he/she must take will save the people, but end in death (except with really cool robots, weapons, hot chicks and fight scenes.) I also wrote another CD review for the Ripsaw on the new Dirty Knobs CD which is, by the way, quite good. That's it for now. Have a good day because it is looking to by sunny and relatively warm for this time of year. Be safe.

    Playlist:
    The Strokes-Room On Fire (CD)
    U2-The Unforgettable Fire (LP)
    The Shins-Chutes Too Narrow (CD)
    Radiohead-Hail To the Thief (2xLP)
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  • James | 11/18/2003 09:04:00 AM

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    Thursday, November 13, 2003

    Busy Days


    Damn these last few days have been busy as hell. I'll get everyone up to speed once I've got a free minute or two.

    Playlist:
    REM-Fables of the Reconstruction
    Built to Spill-Keep It Like A Secret


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  • James | 11/13/2003 08:55:00 AM

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    Monday, November 10, 2003

    Good News


    While it's no All Tommorrow's Parties LA or anything, I found out that The Shins are playing First Ave. this coming Friday and that Guided By Voices are playing on Tuesday. The even better news is that I scored free tickets to the GBV show due to my DAMF membership. So, needless to say, I'm pretty excited right now due to that news plus the fact that my Joy Division records and Low 10" showed up today. What a good day it has been. It probably, as a matter of fact, couldn't get a whole lot better. Yeah for me.

    Playlist:
    Joy Division-Still 2xLP
    Joy Division-Love Will Tear Us Apart 7"
    Low-Murderer 10"
    The Shins-Oh! Inverted World

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  • James | 11/10/2003 06:03:00 PM

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    A Sad State of Affairs


    I've actually resorted to using old coffee filters for the past two days because I haven't been able to remember to buy new ones. Though I am able to afford to type frivilously into this computer I am not able to purchase new coffee filters. What a terrible state of affairs. Anyway, I emailed the Ripsaw to see if they needed CD reviewers and they let me do it. I just got done reviewing the latest Amy Abts CD. Hopefully the review will run this week. That'd make me feel great. Well, alright anyway. My grant is very near completion. Which, come Thursday, will be cause to celebrate with alcohol. I played a great game of Scrabble over a couple of Jim Beam's and diet 7 last night which was entertaining. I barely won the game I might add. I was stuck with the Z and a Y. And I still eeked it out. Wow. All around it was a pretty lackluster game on my part. We decided to use only words that we knew the definitions to. That meant I couldn't use: aa, ab, qat...there are a bunch of others. Try playing online sometime. Those people are really good. I personally think that it's not a real game unless you can tell the other person the definition of the word that you're using. Oh well, guess that I'll never be a grand champion.

    Playlist:
    Amy Abts-Approach and Attack
    GBV-Human Amusements at Hourly Rates
    The Shins-Chutes Too Narrow


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  • James | 11/10/2003 08:30:00 AM

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    Saturday, November 08, 2003

    Abts, Bonar, Low and Turtles Sing For Starfire



    I'll have to say that, despite the temperature in Sacred Heart last night, it was a thoroughly enjoyable evening. Nothing as magical as the last time that Low played there, but who's kidding who? That was the shit Yo! A great time nonetheless as Amy Abts and Haley put on wonderful (if not a little too subdued for my tastes) performances, Low was Low(it was great to hear Matt Livingston playing Sacred Heart's organ even though it was a little loud and the lyrics of Starfire changed to "broken jaw" from "broken bodies"), and Trampled By Turtles did their best trying to follow up Low. I have to admit that I was a bit puzzled by the decision to put T x T on last, as a bunch of people exited after Low, but oh well. I was actually looking forward to listening to Both play at Pizza Luce afterwards, but they were a no show. Maybe it was that time of the month for them. I hear that cramps can be a motherfucker. I wasn't really all that impressed with the bands that did play so myself and the girlfriend left around 12:30. We ended up catching Norm McaDonald on Carson Daly's show and have to say that if someone doesn't give that man a talk show soon I'm going to start a TV station with the sole purpose of creating a talk show for him. I've seen hime on Leno, Conan, and now CD and every time he is absolutely hilarious. He's always got something extremely dry and usually inapropriate to say and it kills me! Everytime I see reruns of him on SNL it is a highlight of my day. I think that Norm may be the crankiest fucker on the planet. I would honestly hate to wind up bearing the brunt of his anger/humor after a few too many scotch on the rocks. Actually, I think that would be a helluva show as well. I'll call it Norm on the Rocks. It'll play, along with the talk show, in repetitive two hour loops for 12 hours a day. The rest of the day will be filled with old music videos, Boston Celtics games from the 80's, and reruns of the Family Guy. Pirate TV baby-its the NEW crack. Alright, I'll just quit while I'm ahead.

    Playlist:
    Mogwai-Happy Songs for Happy People
    GBV-Human Amusements at Hourly Rates
    Pavement-Westing By Musket and Sextant
    (I haven't listened to THIS one in a long time!)
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  • James | 11/08/2003 11:56:00 AM

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    Friday, November 07, 2003

    Upon Second Thought



    Ok, I re-read my post from last night and could see where some people might think, "Wait, hold on a second. That moaning bastard is complaining about paying for a $30 harcover book when he just spent upwards of $120 on music in a little under two days." I admit that that probably reflects poorly on me. Let me just say that what it actually does is highlight my priorities when it comes to art. For myself it goes a little something like this:
    music
    books
    movies
    photography
    painting
    etc.
    Music is number one I suppose because I fell in love with it at an earlier age. The same, though a bit less so, goes for books. The best thing about a good book is that it can consume your whole life for weeks if you want it to. The same goes for music. I've never really had that connection with painted art or photography. Film maybe. I'm tyring to think of a film that I was obsessed with and the only ones that I can think of are Trainspotting and the Big Lebowski. And for you theater buffs out there, that is something that I've never really been into. I guess not for lack of interest, but that I just never think of seeing a play. Maybe that should be my next goal? Yes, see something at the Playhouse and Renegade this winter.

    Playlist:
    GBV-Human Amusements at Hourly Rates
    Amy Abts-Approach and Attack

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  • James | 11/07/2003 10:19:00 AM

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    Thursday, November 06, 2003

    Human Amusements at Hourly Rates



    It's going to have to do until the Hardcore UFOs boxset arrives. I've already planned at long night of whiskey drinking with some friends when that baby arrives at my doorstep. Five CDs plus a DVD=HOLT SHIT! It's a good thing that I got the Best of...CD for free because it's included in Hardcore UFOs in a slightly different version. Overall, after giving it a couple of listens, it's a pretty spot on best of...considering the amount of material that GBV have put out. We'll have to see if it compares to the Teenage Fanclub Best of...which really does that band quite a service. I think that this next couple of weeks may be spent in Bob Pollard land. At least until the Joy Division records show up in the mail that is. Time to hang up it up for the night and begin Letham's Motherless Brooklyn. It's a real motherfucker that hardcover books cost so goddamn much because I really wanted Fortress of Solitude. Oh well, poor men cannot be choosers...or something along those lines.
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  • James | 11/06/2003 10:42:00 PM

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    Wednesday, November 05, 2003

    Bored



    Today I am bored and waaaaay too hopped up on coffee. It is mighty good coffee however, so that is a small relief. Two hours to go until I go and make some money at my job which I really do not even consider a job. It is that fun folks! Actually, come to think of it all of my jobs are extraordinairily fun, but none of them really pay me shit. It is a proper trade off I suppose. All I've done today is listen to music and type a bunch. Wonderful! I wonder if I am ever going to get a real job? I think not, but then again if kids come somewhere down the line I may be forced to. Until then...

    Playlist:
    Minutemen-Double Nickels on the Dime(first lp only)
    Husker Du-Flip Your Wig
    Fugazi-In On the Kill Taker
    Rainer Maria-Past Worn Searching
    Q and not U-No Kill No Beep Beep
    The Shins-Oh! Inverted World


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  • James | 11/05/2003 01:29:00 PM

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    Tuesday, November 04, 2003

    Cold and Snowy. A Perfect Day to But Joy Division Records



    So, today I decided to buy a couple of Joy Division records instead of the big ultimate box set on CD that the Electric Fetus has. I've got their best of CD, but decided that I really need some more. I'm kind of kicking myself at spending $60 for the 2xlp Still and the "Love Will Tear Us Apart" 45 when I could have just gotten every single one of their recordings for about the same price in that box set. I don't know, but there is just something about vinyl that I love. Anyway, I bought some funk records last night and am listening to Bootsy Collins get freaky right now whilst putting off some very important grant work that is due in exactly one week! Oh well, it will (as everything else does) get done eventually. I have that much lconfidence in my abilities to get my shit together on deadline. I've got a good little story that I'll post sometime later tonight for comments, but I doubt that anyone will actually comment since I don't think that there is anyone reading this fucker besides myself. Maybe that's a cry for help, or maybe a keen observation. Either way, it does sound a bit desperate to me as well, so quit laughing. Have fun. Stay warm. Stay dry.

    Playlist:
    Bootsy Collins-Ahhh...The Name is Bootsy Baby
    Stevie Wonder-Innervisions
    Prince-1999
    James Brown-The Best of...

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  • James | 11/04/2003 11:41:00 AM

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    Sunday, November 02, 2003

    Double Bummer


    As if the Vikings losing to the Packers at home wasn't bad enough, I found out right before kickoff that the RATT/Bone Appetit double header was canceled. I found out from a very reliable source that 3rd Rock canceled the show and not RATT, as the 3rd Rock had been claiming. Apparently Mr. Jizzy Young actually saw them unpacking their tour bus either today or yesterday. I'm sure they are probably at Centerfolds or the Lamplighter or perhaps Sugar Daddy's telling all the girls how they've seen a million faces and that they've rocked them all. I'm sure some back country Esko slut will probably fall for it too. Good for them. As for the Vikes, boy, they better learn how to tackle and open their offense up a bit if they want to beat anyone else this year. The last two games they've looked like they spent all of Saturday night drinking Hennesey and snorting coke off the Viking Girl's tits. Enough ranting for one night. It's time to enjoy some Hennesey myself.

    Playlist:
    Radio K

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  • James | 11/02/2003 09:14:00 PM

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    Really Pissed



    Well, I just spent about a half and hour typing on this thing and for some reason my browser quit. I said things about how good the new Strokes CD is. How some crazy fucking collgege kid who rammed their car into a 20 ft tall front end loader that's doing construction on my road at woke me up 3am last night. How Halloween is a holiday for the kids. How glad I am that I got a bunch of work done this weekend. How I have a bunch more work to do tommorrow. How I'm going to start posting some fiction on here for discussion. How I'm going to try to advertise this site a bit more so that there is someone to criticize the shit I post. Ummm....who knows what else. Boy, it was all so profound. I'm going to take a shower. Be safe or be reckless.

    Playlist:
    Modest Mouse-The Lonesome Crowded West
    The Strokes-Room on Fire
    The Shins-Chutes Too Narrow

    ps: Oh yeah, I watched Serpico this weekend. Pacino is God. What a great movie and a true story to boot!

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  • James | 11/02/2003 03:26:00 PM

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