...to live in the present tense. One of the best songs he has ever written on one of the best albums of the 1990s (it was not on fucking Nevermind). Sure, I am transparent in my musical leanings here, but this is in the upper echelon of Pearl Jam's catalog. Anyone in the know, knows. Today made me appreciate the line more than I ever have. And it feels great.
Well, two posts in a month. I'm on a fucking roll, huh? I can't buy groceries or call my parents, but I can write a blog. Priorities, my friends.
So. New president. Poor economy. It's so bad I hear the previous chief is struggling for employment (at the level of #42 et al). I am in agreement with this situation, yet find it strangely disturbing. You have to be really pathetic to have held the most prestigious position in the world and fail to be an in-demand resource afterwards.
Recently I have planned a career (or life) change. It may or may not happen. I'd like it to, but there are variables beyond my control. Either way, I have shifted some musical preferences. I have moved into jammier stuff. Really. It makes sense if you look at the way it has happened. I've been listening to PJ's jammiest tour on quality record (2000), early Clapton groups, NY live stuff, and talking to and attending a concert with Mr. Brian Lenz. It just falls into place. And Boulder's scene fits nicely into this. On that note, or because I have nothing left to say, check the following:
Blind Melon's eponymous release. A few years before Hoon's cocaine overdose. Very good.
and, for Talking Heads/jam scene fans, download this:
http://www.archive.org/details/Motet2008-12-27
I'll see you on the flip side.
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