Monday, October 29, 2007
ok fine... maybe
OK I concede, sometimes my job has its high points... I'm posting this from my new iPod Touch... so ha, suckers!! On wait, I forgot for a moment that I still sit in a cubicle.
Friday, October 26, 2007
autumn in five hundred words or more
Autumn does weird things to me. Autumn is the best season of the year, but I find that I'm generally the most dissatisfied with life during these months. Something about the changing colors of the leaves, the coolness in the air, rainy afternoons, darkness coming earlier. It makes me quiet.
Autumn is the season of time slipping away.I find myself listening to highly emotive music during autumn: Sigur Ros, Fionn Regan, The Frames, the new Radiohead album. This music seems to capture everything I feel, but I can't tell you what those things are. That's just between me and the song.
It's raining right now. I'm sitting at a coffeeshop outside of Chicago. Radiohead's song "Reckoner" sounds like the sun rising.
I wonder if artists ever give thought to the time of year that they release their albums. Music has a season. Well, I should say, that certain types of music remind you of certain seasons of life. Autumn is not the season of pop music. Autumn is for Sigur Ros, Fionn Regan, The Frames, and the new Radiohead album. This is when they should release their album. Matchbox20 should have waited until summer. But labels don't think about that - they just want to get it out in time for Christmas so that their stock price goes up and shareholders are happy.
Work has difficult recently. With so much music, much of it sounding the same and mediocre, it's easy to get jaded. Many of these artists are legit, and they mean what they write, but I'm so far removed from all that that it's often hard to tell the difference. "Can you get me homepage on iTunes?" I don't know... maybe... can you make your album not suck?
I think I'll get some coffee.
I'm not sure what I'm passionate about right now. Some days it's music, some days it's climbing mountains. Some days it's theology, and others it's... well, whatever... I feel mediocre at a lot of things. I hate mediocrity. I have trouble staying focused on things. Time is slipping away with the autumn and I want to keep moving. I do not want to sit in a cubicle anymore.
I'm in Chicago this weekend helping Beau book some gigs with college campuses. I love talking to the college kids, I wish we had more time to do it. That's hands on music industry right there.
If I could make some of these side businesses profitable I could easily get passionate about that. They don't seem to want to be profitable right now. I might be stuck in the cubicle for a while.
I think we should move to Montana, live off the land, and climb mountains.
And study theology.
And write music.
Autumn just makes me feel empty. I'm happy that the colors are changing and that the air is cool, but I don't feel happy. The rain and darkness do not make me feel sad. It's just quiet and quiet equals empty, and I'd rather not talk about it. It's good for a drive, across Indiana - long, flat, boring, endless Indiana, with the rain coming down and Radiohead's song "Reckoner" playing asking the sun to rise.
Autumn is the season of time slipping away.I find myself listening to highly emotive music during autumn: Sigur Ros, Fionn Regan, The Frames, the new Radiohead album. This music seems to capture everything I feel, but I can't tell you what those things are. That's just between me and the song.
It's raining right now. I'm sitting at a coffeeshop outside of Chicago. Radiohead's song "Reckoner" sounds like the sun rising.
I wonder if artists ever give thought to the time of year that they release their albums. Music has a season. Well, I should say, that certain types of music remind you of certain seasons of life. Autumn is not the season of pop music. Autumn is for Sigur Ros, Fionn Regan, The Frames, and the new Radiohead album. This is when they should release their album. Matchbox20 should have waited until summer. But labels don't think about that - they just want to get it out in time for Christmas so that their stock price goes up and shareholders are happy.
Work has difficult recently. With so much music, much of it sounding the same and mediocre, it's easy to get jaded. Many of these artists are legit, and they mean what they write, but I'm so far removed from all that that it's often hard to tell the difference. "Can you get me homepage on iTunes?" I don't know... maybe... can you make your album not suck?
I think I'll get some coffee.
I'm not sure what I'm passionate about right now. Some days it's music, some days it's climbing mountains. Some days it's theology, and others it's... well, whatever... I feel mediocre at a lot of things. I hate mediocrity. I have trouble staying focused on things. Time is slipping away with the autumn and I want to keep moving. I do not want to sit in a cubicle anymore.
I'm in Chicago this weekend helping Beau book some gigs with college campuses. I love talking to the college kids, I wish we had more time to do it. That's hands on music industry right there.
If I could make some of these side businesses profitable I could easily get passionate about that. They don't seem to want to be profitable right now. I might be stuck in the cubicle for a while.
I think we should move to Montana, live off the land, and climb mountains.
And study theology.
And write music.
Autumn just makes me feel empty. I'm happy that the colors are changing and that the air is cool, but I don't feel happy. The rain and darkness do not make me feel sad. It's just quiet and quiet equals empty, and I'd rather not talk about it. It's good for a drive, across Indiana - long, flat, boring, endless Indiana, with the rain coming down and Radiohead's song "Reckoner" playing asking the sun to rise.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
anniversary weekend recap
So we made it two years! Celebrated our annivesary this weekend in Charleston / Savannah. It was good times and we had a lot fun. This is a week late, and this is probably much too long for a blog, but here's a recap:
To start, somehow Steph and I have this uncanny ability to enter every city we visit via the ghetto. I'm not sure how this happens, or how we continue to put ourselves in danger like this... we're gonna get mugged someday for sure. St. Louis, New Orleans, Tuscaloosa, Pensacola, Columbus, St. Louis, Atlanta - Steph and I can give you narrated tours of the ghetto in each of these fine American cities. This trip was no exception - add Charleston, Savannah, and the 'burbs of Atlanta to the list.
THURSDAY:
We drove to Conyers, GA, just outside of Atlanta, simply to spend the night and get us halfway to Charleston. Let me tell you - Conyers, GA, yeah, ghetto. Hotel in Conyers, GA? Ghetto. But we're really cheap and we shouldn't have expected anything else when paying $36 for a night.
FRIDAY:
Drove to Charleston. Checked into hotel in North Charleston. North Charleston = ghetto. North Charleston is definitely the armpit of South Carolina - the stench emanating from the area around our hotel was both incredible and mind boggling. We pinpointed 3 distinct smells, each of which ranked near the top of the list of "worst smells ever in the world". So we didn't spend too much time at the hotel and got ourselves down to Charleston.
Wow. Charleston, amazing city. Vintage and beautiful. Really cool downtown, and very active even at night. I loved the fact that the main streets of town were essentially like a shopping mall turned inside out... you entered all of your typical "mall" stores (Bananna, J-Crew, Pottery Barn, etc.) from the street, so you didn't have to spend half your day walking around stale mall halls with flourescent lights... rather, you spend it walking around the streets of beautiful Charleston.
The Battery was really cool, and the houses just amazing. Really neat park at the end of the penninsula with the old Civil War cannons.
SATURDAY:
Spent it wandering around Charleston, just relaxing. Went over to Fort Moultrie in the afternoon, a fort used in both the Revolutionary and Civil Wars. Saw the ocean there, and then drove a little bit farther to an actual beach and watched the ocean for a bit.
Supper was at Joe's Pasta back in Charleston... relatively unmemorable, except for the fact that we had the most forgetful waitress ever... how ironic. Then we spent a relaxing evening at a Starbucks that was converted from an old bank building (large vault included).
SUNDAY:
Started things off with a very enjoyable breakfast with our good friends Brad and Joy Pitner at the Charleston Cafe (best stuffed french toast ever). Brad and Joy used to work at Gotee and moved to Charleston to start a kitchen store called The Coastal Cupboard, which is definitely the funnest kitchen store we have ever been to. They've got a great (and unique) thing going - I've never seen so many choices for spatulas - and we're very proud of how well they are doing. They were kind enough to provide us with a few tasty treats for the road - they were great, thanks guys!
Post Coastal Cupboard we headed on down to Savannah and spent the afternoon downtown hanging out under some really cool (what I think are) Cypress Trees, walking amongst really old moss covered buildings. Another fascinating, historic city. Did you know John Wesley, founder of the Methodist denomination, got his start in America in Savannah? Niether did I. Do you care? Unlikely.
We spent the afternoon at Tybee Island, on the coast again and saw a cool lighthouse and took some pictures on the beach. Apparently the Air Force lost a nuclear bomb off the coast of Tybee in 1958 and never found it. Oops. We ended the evening with a fantastic dinner at Pearl's Saltwater Grille back in Savannah, which included a marvelous tuna steak for me and the BEST hushpuppies I have ever had in my entire life. Before we left I had the waiter fill up a to-go box with all the hushpuppies he could find and I've been eating them for the last week.
So that's the trip. We drove back Monday, narrowly escaped rush hour in Atlanta, and got home just in time to go to bed. Don't stay in Conyers, GA. Happy Anniversary to us!
To start, somehow Steph and I have this uncanny ability to enter every city we visit via the ghetto. I'm not sure how this happens, or how we continue to put ourselves in danger like this... we're gonna get mugged someday for sure. St. Louis, New Orleans, Tuscaloosa, Pensacola, Columbus, St. Louis, Atlanta - Steph and I can give you narrated tours of the ghetto in each of these fine American cities. This trip was no exception - add Charleston, Savannah, and the 'burbs of Atlanta to the list.
THURSDAY:
We drove to Conyers, GA, just outside of Atlanta, simply to spend the night and get us halfway to Charleston. Let me tell you - Conyers, GA, yeah, ghetto. Hotel in Conyers, GA? Ghetto. But we're really cheap and we shouldn't have expected anything else when paying $36 for a night.
FRIDAY:
Drove to Charleston. Checked into hotel in North Charleston. North Charleston = ghetto. North Charleston is definitely the armpit of South Carolina - the stench emanating from the area around our hotel was both incredible and mind boggling. We pinpointed 3 distinct smells, each of which ranked near the top of the list of "worst smells ever in the world". So we didn't spend too much time at the hotel and got ourselves down to Charleston.
Wow. Charleston, amazing city. Vintage and beautiful. Really cool downtown, and very active even at night. I loved the fact that the main streets of town were essentially like a shopping mall turned inside out... you entered all of your typical "mall" stores (Bananna, J-Crew, Pottery Barn, etc.) from the street, so you didn't have to spend half your day walking around stale mall halls with flourescent lights... rather, you spend it walking around the streets of beautiful Charleston.
The Battery was really cool, and the houses just amazing. Really neat park at the end of the penninsula with the old Civil War cannons.
SATURDAY:
Spent it wandering around Charleston, just relaxing. Went over to Fort Moultrie in the afternoon, a fort used in both the Revolutionary and Civil Wars. Saw the ocean there, and then drove a little bit farther to an actual beach and watched the ocean for a bit.
Supper was at Joe's Pasta back in Charleston... relatively unmemorable, except for the fact that we had the most forgetful waitress ever... how ironic. Then we spent a relaxing evening at a Starbucks that was converted from an old bank building (large vault included).
SUNDAY:
Started things off with a very enjoyable breakfast with our good friends Brad and Joy Pitner at the Charleston Cafe (best stuffed french toast ever). Brad and Joy used to work at Gotee and moved to Charleston to start a kitchen store called The Coastal Cupboard, which is definitely the funnest kitchen store we have ever been to. They've got a great (and unique) thing going - I've never seen so many choices for spatulas - and we're very proud of how well they are doing. They were kind enough to provide us with a few tasty treats for the road - they were great, thanks guys!
Post Coastal Cupboard we headed on down to Savannah and spent the afternoon downtown hanging out under some really cool (what I think are) Cypress Trees, walking amongst really old moss covered buildings. Another fascinating, historic city. Did you know John Wesley, founder of the Methodist denomination, got his start in America in Savannah? Niether did I. Do you care? Unlikely.
We spent the afternoon at Tybee Island, on the coast again and saw a cool lighthouse and took some pictures on the beach. Apparently the Air Force lost a nuclear bomb off the coast of Tybee in 1958 and never found it. Oops. We ended the evening with a fantastic dinner at Pearl's Saltwater Grille back in Savannah, which included a marvelous tuna steak for me and the BEST hushpuppies I have ever had in my entire life. Before we left I had the waiter fill up a to-go box with all the hushpuppies he could find and I've been eating them for the last week.
So that's the trip. We drove back Monday, narrowly escaped rush hour in Atlanta, and got home just in time to go to bed. Don't stay in Conyers, GA. Happy Anniversary to us!
Sunday, October 14, 2007
dear radiohead
Thank you for the new album. I was pleased to be able to download it from your website this evening and pay whatever price I desired to purchase it. I happened to spend $5.00, and I hope that's ok with you. You made the purchase process really simple and I was happy to find that the entire process took less than four minutes. So now I'm about to load the tracks onto my iPod and listen to the album for the first time. I'm looking forward to it and I'm sure it will be great.
Thanks
Matt
Thanks
Matt
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