Perks.

My interview with Glasvegas was great. They are a really nice group of people-- so much so that they decided I was cool enough to attend the concert with a plus one, despite its sold out-edness and with complete disregard for fire safety ordinances. So, because of Glasvegas, I got to see Carl Barat play live. For free.


cornered, the boy kicked out at the world. the world kicked back a lot fuckin' harder.

Feel free to disagree, but this is a once in a lifetime-type experience for me. No matter what else I do in this life, I will have gotten to see Carl Barat play live in my home state because of Glasvegas.
That. is neat.

We spent a portion of the Glasvegas set standing next to Carl. Inside, I was a groupie who just wanted to be creepy and take pictures of him with my phone. Outside, I pretended to not notice by holding a conversation with a very cool photographer named Boone, who I still need to email.

Music journalism is the best thing I've ever done for myself.

Related: I am someone who loves to be busy. I love being too busy to be busy.
I only have time to talk about the time I don't have.
But this week has proven a bit overwhelming. To get things done, I have to travel-- but in traveling, I can't get anything done.
It's something I need to learn to juggle.

And! Dude. I saw Carl Barat play live.
I am crossing it off my List.
He's got kind of a see you in another life, brother/Desmond from Lost look about him, right? Maybe it's just the shirt. And the hair. And the face.

P.S. I really like Kelly Clarkson, but based on the rules I've set for the site, I can't write about her unless I have to. And I can't write about music that I don't like (-- which, I'm learning, means we have a lot less content than I'd like). That said, I can tell you here that Kelly Clarkson is better than her new song, "My Life Would Suck Without You". Way to not try, Clive Davis. We really do need more of that in the music industry...

Let's Get Vague.

I read something fantastic just now.
More or less, it talked about how things don't have to be dramatic to be great. Sometimes having fireworks in everything you do is more toxic than it is good.

If I can remember that and keep it in my back pocket for the rest of my life, things will improve exponentially in every way.
I won't be able to apply this to every situation that it should be applied to because I will get wrapped up in the fireworks and forget-- right up until I'm sad that I forgot this rule that I vowed to remember and am kicking myself for getting wrapped up in the fireworks. Again.

And such is life.

I'm tired of the rollercoaster.
Aren't you?

I'm going to Portland tomorrow to interview Glasvegas.
... Actually, no. I am going to Portland to see Andy for a few days. To lift the fog and to laugh. The Glasvegas interview was the catalyst, but it is not the reason.

I am leaving in 7 hours, and I have so much to do.
An intern would be fantastic.

They Come In Fours.

One. Though I never would really admit to the severity of it, I was totally one of those dog owners. In my cell phone pictures, I have a folder entitled "Sam." Because I am that kind of parent.


12.10.08

He is giving the camera the Crazy Eye.
He was vicious the worst guard dog ever. Don't let that picture fool you.

I didn't talk about him ad nauseum, but Samson was home. So I am still sad.


Two. On the second day of the new year, I was taking a walk and I saw got to be part of this:



Oregon is like that.
Just when you couldn't be more done and you think you've had all you can take, it hands you more beauty than you can handle.


Three. I can't write lately. I have too much to say and no one to say it to. So I am contemplating a trip to Andy on Sunday.
I like spending time with Evan and Andy. They make me laugh, and they're logical in a way that I can align myself with. When I have issues that need to be addressed, I like to make my way north and sit on their couch in my pajamas and vent. Or just watch tv with them.
... Both are equally as therapeutic.


Four. There are people who appear in the magazines and I don't know who they are. I've never seen anything they've done and their careers are over already. They're famous for maybe 10 minutes. Real careers, I think, take a long time to unfold. - Matt Damon.

I like Matt Damon. He wrote Good Will Hunting and that is a fantastic movie that lives close to my heart.


I could only aspire to write something so great.

So I have respect for Matt Damon as a writer. My greatest heroes are writers, so I hold that in high regard.
And though that quote is a pretty common sentiment, it came to me at just the right time. I would like to feel proud of whatever writing career I build for myself. I don't want to be rich by Thursday, and I don't want instant fame. But I do want to be able to be proud of what I've created, even if only for myself.
I'm cheesy and pretentious in that way.

I've been frustrated lately.
That quote helped.