Providence is beautiful and it feels like fall. The air is crisp and it bites at my fingers when I go down to take out the trash. I bought some Lillies as well as a few Mums–a Rhode Island falltime favorite–and their sweet fragrance fills the entire apartment (something I notice especially each time I emerge from the bedroom after having been in there working on music with the door closed). I spent the late evening going through old unfinished songs, splitting them up into folders with names like “bridges and choruses, etc.”
As I sit here, cloaked in my comforts — a navy blue “Los Angeles” sweatshirt wrapped tightly around my body, my dirty blond strands almost invisible, tucked up into a promotional trucker hat, my huge, oversized headphones snugly encasing my ears, craving a day off, requesting one, but being asked to postpone it for some distant and less desirable time, I yawn. Today marks the one year anniversary of my grandmother’s death. I still haven’t dealt with her ashes. I want to take them to Vermont. I want to take them to Vermont to scatter them at an artist’s colony there. An artist’s colony where she spent a few week in the late 1980’s. I maintain a fiction that this was that happiest part of her life, although I have no evidence to prove it.
So it’s Monday morning and here in my cluttered, remote office I’m battling back a tidal wave of infrastructure catastrophies, customer support requests, and a backlog of unfinished work and unresponded to emails from last week. There are files that need parsing; parsers that need fixing. But things are not so bad. I have Atlas Sound to listen to. I have my coffee from Blue State. And I just discovered this awesome, awesome skate video.
I’m not so much into this skate porn genre necessarily but I am a sometime camera fetishist. This video was shot with a “Red” which is apparently some sort of high frame rate video beast. I don’t know exactly how they intend to depict a 120fps movie on a computer screen which can only hope to refresh 60fps max and I think the top actual frame rate for Flash is 30fps.
Just sitting back, sipping my coffee, and listening to the soothing sounds of …disappearer… They’re playing in Providence tonight at Easy Axxess which seems to be a new venue / showspace. Tonight’s tinyshowcase 4-pack is most delicious. This one in particular I like:
Eh? It’s by Nigel Peake. For more of his stuff check out his online gallery. Some days are just like that: everywhere you turn you see something great that makes you want to make something (although admittedly the thing I most want to “make” in this case is a thirty dollar purchase). Wow, this band, …disappearer…, is really winning me over.I’m using this much needed break from my job and recording to sell some old music equipment on eBaY.
I wore my blue Adidas Dragons all day. At 5:30 I switched to my red Roos. They’re good. I feel more nimble on my feet. It could just be the change of shoes rather than the shoes themselves. At 7pm I’ll switch again. I seem to own one of just about every kind of object and they all need to be put away. I’m downloading music, filling lacunae in my music collection.
Last night, we went to a benefit for Jeff Toste, our local green party candidate. Mahi Mahi played. The opening acts were Cathy Cathodic and Nicky Click. Nicky was great. I’d never seen her before: fun and inspiring.
I am a junkie for lotsofnoise.com. They’ve got the listings that keep me going. I just woke up. At 11PM it’s 5AM in Paris. I just got back from a quick Europe tour. Zurich, Paris, Milan, London, Geneva. I’m bought lots of suits in Paris. I’m ordering supplies. I seem to not be getting any new friends. I’ll have to look into that. Some people don’t know, I’ve got a podcast at rkthornwell.podomatic.com.
What a thing to wake up to! It seems mp3.com has featured me on their front page. You can get the same tracks there that you can get here. (And you can vote.)
Get to the front page by going to http://www.mp3.com/ or you can go directly to my page here.
RK
got up at 8.47am. read some tim o’brien. signed up for gmail. my new email address is rkthornwell (at) gmail.com. checked five college newsgroup for cars. nothing. put some pants on. put a bagel in the toaster. read some more tim o’brien. went to my america at war class. came back. made myself a new homepage. called the bursar’s office. found out that my CD in Jewish History is okay for a gen-ed requirement. awesome. signed up for walmart’s cd club. ordered blade runner and terminator 2 and some douglas sirk movie i know nothing about. sent off another ebay sale. went to my fantasy and literature class. read tim o’brien’s “sweetheart of song tra bong.” read tim obrien’s “the things they carried.”
Providence is beautiful and it feels like fall. The air is crisp and it bites at my fingers when I go down to take out the trash. I bought some Lillies as well as a few Mums–a Rhode Island falltime favorite–and their sweet fragrance fills the entire apartment (something I notice especially each time I emerge from the bedroom after having been in there working on music with the door closed). I spent the late evening going through old unfinished songs, splitting them up into folders with names like “bridges and choruses, etc.”
