Existension

I'd like to alert you to a new addition to my list of links. My friend Shhh has put together a neat little site of her photography, called existention.org. I encourage you to check it out. It's quite lovely. And it makes me wanna throw my camera in the Potomac.

Why Burn Your Bridges

Why burn your bridges when you can blow your bridges up?

I've been enjoying M. Ward's Transistor Radio, his fourth album, recently thanks to a friend's recommendation. I'm not sure I've heard anything that pulls off old-timey American as successfully as this since another Merge Records release, Neutral Milk Hotel's In The Aeroplane Over the Sea. Like that record, Transistor Radio sounds like summertime and is practically dripping with a classic sound. I find it hard not to like. See here and here for real reviews.

Listen to “Fuel For Fire”

Side note: This record also happens to represent another filesharing success story for my pals the at the RIAA. As I mentioned, a friend brought it up while we were talking music recently. The name stuck in my mind and I eventually downloaded the MP3s. I listened to the album for about a week before I decided I should get a hold of it. I found that Merge was offering a bundle of both Transistor Radio and M. Ward's previous album, Transfiguration of Vincent, for a discounted price. What the hell, I thought, and decided to add a copy of The Clientele's Lost Weekend EP. Merge threw in a sharp little album poster as well.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that M. Ward is currently on tour but is (of course) not playing here in DC. He is however playing in Philadelphia on Saturday, April 9th. So, if any of yous feels like driving me up there, you know, I wouldn't be opposed or anything.

Old House

All the doorknobs in my house are broken. They are purely for decorative purposes. The front door doesn't even have a knob or anything—just a deadbolt. It's funny to watch people try to open it. My bedroom door has an old shirt attached to it to keep it closed and my closet door doesn't shut properly at all. I guess the door frames are bit warped.

I've been sick with the flu for the past few days. I tried going to work yesterday instead of calling in since my bosses are out of town and we're short staffed. I only made it through about half the day before I threw up in my trashcan. I'm feeling much better now, thank you. Whatever it was, I mostly sweated it out this morning. Tim was kind enough to bring me some stuff (apple juice, cheerios) and offer me some drugs. Thanks, pal.

I'm just glad this didn't happen a few days later. Hopefully, I'll be completely back to normal when I leave for Chicago on Thursday.