til tuesday was the band which existed before aimee mann, or perhaps it can be said to be the other way, but either way one of the best concerts in my life ended with her singing voices carry. she was raspy, she probably didn’t have the best concert of her life, but it didn’t matter eventually because watching one of the guiding figures in my adolescent years was completely worth it.
In order:
1. The Moth
2. Nightmare Girl
3. Momentum
4. Build Up Wall
5. Par for the Course
6. Amateur
7. This is How it Goes
8. It’s Not
9. Save Me
10. Red Vines
11. You can Make a Killing
12. Little Tornado
13. Little Bombs
14. 31 Today
15. Freeway
16. Invisible Ink
17.That’s Just What You Are
18. Video
19. 4th July
20. Deathly
Encore:
1. Driving Sideways
2. Voices Carry
22 tracks, 120 minutes, 7 years of knowing and counting. there were thoughts of the father, but those should come in another post.
these days more than ever, it’s about words, and maybe one of these days i will start writing again. if there’s anything thankful about the absence of work, it is the fact that i have the time to read. i can’t say that i’ve discovered a new side of myself which i have never known, but i am grateful nonetheless.
chef jean-pierre replied last night and he sent me photos of his daughter and adorably cute dog; what i wouldn’t have given to hit that barbecue with the chefs on my last weekend in switzerland.
also, ali smith is ridiculously gorgeous and this song is entirely appropriate.
there’s something salient and uncomparably pretty about the gorgeousness of a 2am thunderstorm and it is something which i would like to expound to you, but sometimes words just fail me and this is one of those instances.
dance between vertical channels, slide amongst a random scattering of droplets, smell the air, smell the air, listen, and be at peace.
somewhere along the way i stopped talking a lot, and i’m not sure if it’s a good thing. but it is most certainly feels more prudent, more necessary, and needless to say less loaquacious. listen more, learn more, see different perspectives more often.
today i learnt that a dear friend has gotten engaged, and i am absolutely over the moon for her; it might sound muted over this medium but know that these days i am not as expressful as i used to be. but i am very happy, and glad, and i wish her love, happiness and peace because.
i would love to ask myself, what had happened to me, what had transpired to result in an individual with less lofty ideals, who’s stopped believing in love, or at least less so, and i’m not sure what has happened, other than the fact that it’s simply more survivable, less painful and the resultant tranquilty is much preferable. but then again this all might just change really soon.
this, i say, with hope in my heart, because constancy really should never be my thing.
