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Saul Williams stood in front of perhaps 1200 people b/w the ages of young as shit and older than me. No one said a fucking thing while he spat verse that made my spinal column vibrate with cold electricity. The whole time I felt if the "kidz" can shut the fuck up for 45 minutes while this man stands by himself...and talks...and talks about America in a way I've been trying for the past 3 years to even start to articulate..about..err...if he can grab them like that, maybe there's some hope after all, for us, for the West, for Humans. Maybe.

He opened for a band that you can read about on the internet. They played for an hour and a half. Our friend was playing drums for them and tearing it up. We in the VIP, crowded, wondering why if it's VIP it has to be more uncomfortable than anywhere else, so I went downstairs

[bitter work angst professional blah blah removed for purposes of, well, no purpose, other than typing what I said got it out and it's really no need to share]

Mars Volta were surprisingly great. You should check them out.


I admit it, I'm a tireless flirt. I think flirting makes the world go round. If I could get paid to flirt I'd have enough to put you all up in wonderful houses and apartments around the world, which is all I want anyway -- to see everyone live it up!

Going to Philly tonight, because I said I would. Right now, I'd rather sleep. Wishing the phone would ring and the voice on the other end would say, "If you're not into it, I can still hop on the bus.

Got your call in the middle of the show. Good night good morning.