it's been a strange day. woke up late to a silent world. the mist and fog that's settled all around my house seems to have blocked out even the quietest of noises. there's no breeze - no rustling of leaves - no creaking footfalls from the steps outside...not even a bird chirping outside....
...and it's just what i've been hoping for these last few weeks. there's been too much on my mind, and too much on my plate, for me to settle down and find the time to play, write, and record - but today presented the perfect opportunity to turn on, plug in, and tune out.
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today's listening: the notwist - the white stripes - the microphones - elliot smith - the postal service.
reading: tapeop.
sounding like: strangely enough, a bit like Sigur Ros.
...and it's just what i've been hoping for these last few weeks. there's been too much on my mind, and too much on my plate, for me to settle down and find the time to play, write, and record - but today presented the perfect opportunity to turn on, plug in, and tune out.
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today's listening: the notwist - the white stripes - the microphones - elliot smith - the postal service.
reading: tapeop.
sounding like: strangely enough, a bit like Sigur Ros.
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...Givvus another story, willya? Want to go to bed with some different music in my ears.
Edited to say also, "yay points!" and I will most definietely look out for your cat, although if she thought to wander into East Oakland, I suspect she's supper by now. And if she managed to get into my back yard, it was probably my dog's supper. That or he humped her to death. If you don't find her, I feel resposible now. I'll take you to the SPCA to get a new one.
[Edited on Jul 13, 2003]