no school today Every so often my brother will send me some email about music. The latest one was to an online list of albums to listen to at two in the morning or immediately after bar time whenever that might be. I found it mildly amusing and thought that I would upload it. Here is my reaction to said list. The The - Dusk. I saw The The years ago when they were the opening act for Depeche Mode. I was very high through most of their set and remember feeling as though I were attached to the floor because of the heavy use of bass. Personally I think that their best song was The Dogs of Lust or something to that effect. I think that Johnny Marr from The Smiths was with them at the time. I could be wrong. Portishead - Dummy. I must confess that I can't say that I know much about them. They seemed to have come and gone right by me. Maybe I'll give them a listen now. Tom Waits - Closing Time. The man has gravel lodged in his throat. I've read so many positive reviews, but his stuff never seems to connect with me. Jackson Browne - Late for the Sky. WKLH (the local classic rock station here in Milwaukee) plays his "just a little bit longer" song at least once a week. I have no idea what the true name of the song is but it has something to do with life on the road. Take my piano away. Wasn't he obsessed with Daryl Hannah at some point in time? Moby - Everything is Wrong. I can take him in small doses. Van Morrison - Moondance. For me the man is condemned to two songs: Brown Eyed Girl and Moondance. I can't name anything else by him. I do remember hearing him described as something of an Irish eccentric. Miles Davis. '58 Sessions. Jazz is a four letter word in my vocabulary unless you want to talk about Diana Krall. I also think of jazz as musicial mastrubation, which usually triggers fits in people who seem to love jazz. Scat is even worse in my opinion. Joni Mitchell - Blue. No real opinion. Trainspotting. Lou Reed's Perfect Day is a true classic and Born Slippy could loop forever in my head. Frank Sinatra - The Very Best of Frank Sinatra. His mass appeal escapes me, but I do have an odd duet with Frank and Bono doing Under My Skin. I think that Bono was looped in with samples from Frank, but I could be wrong. .... Putting aside the music review, today didn't go quite as planned. To put it another way, it was nice not having class, but I didn't use the free time that wisely. Oh, some bills were paid and papers shuffled, but during the time I would usually be in class, I ended up taking a nap. Any attempt at studying was forgotten. Later in the day I went to visit with my grandma for a second time this week. She appreciated seeing me two days in a row, but I can't do that when I have both school and work which will be the case again next week. There was a small downside to seeing her two days in a row. The amount of progress that I see in her lessens when I come more often. A weekly visit makes the changes that much greater in my mind. From her point of view seeing me more often is better, but in a small way seeing her more often makes me more sad. At least I kept my word. My uncle said that he would be there and he wasn't. As hard as the emotional strain might be on me, I know that that it is even harder on my mom so I do the best that I can. ... My parents told me that my sister Hope will be moving out in May and there are mixed reactions in the family. Everyone however agress that she has never been very good with managing her money and this will be a real challenge for her.
|