Wednesday, November 10, 2010
a spender of a life
Is this different...
Pastels/Tenniscoats, Two Sunsets
William S. Burroughs, Interzone
Tom Franklin, Smonk
Mark Richard, Charity
How people can be in perpetual meetings day in an day out and not become over-processed nugget concentrations of their true pre-meeting forms is beyond me. Maybe that's the point. I do accept that some are better for the processing, and that the process yeilds results of some kind pretty much relaibly but, man. It is why I did not become a philosophy major, a spender of a life trying to be right about things about which no one involved cares. I go hyperbole when I'm brain-tired.
That Pastels record is just lovely. I think this is the song that led me to finally exhale when I got to the bus stop last night, but I'm not sure. I can't listen to it because I'm still in a meeting.