::freakin' friday::
what an odd day it has been. why? i don't know why. because i'm craving tator tots & chipotle tobasco sauce (ummm, tots!)? maybe this means i should watch napoleon dynamite tonight.
week in and week out i watch the days roll by, sandwiched between days and hours when i'm not working. i do my best to manage my time wisely, but often times i'm shocked at how quickly i'll whittle away the minutes and suddenly its a)time to go to work b)time to go to class c)time to go to bed. where did my day go?
it's dark outside, nearly 8 o'clock. i'm thinking i should have gone to the gym tonight since josh is rehearsing. yep, i said it. rehearsing! just thinking about it brings a broad smile to my face. he loves music so much. even though it's "just a coffee house band", i secretly revel in how much joy it'll bring to the daily hohum of our lives. all this while listening to trespassers william and flashing back to their coffee house days. it's a rite of passage for the local scene, acoustic sets painfully muting the creativity of the players who so desperately long for a venue like the whiskey (another right of passage before you become dave matthews and take over the hugeness of the los angeles staples center).
my point in all this, as i think of those bands you hear in coffee shops or bars or at the outdoor shopping malls, is that there is so much music--really wonderful, solid music--that goes unexperienced. like those days when my friends' band, peoplemover, roamed the oc and la scenes, only to fade into the sunset as bandmembers' lives were called in varying directions. same for deep mosey and, some may remember from way back, woodface. bands with distinct sounds, mostly unique (woodface sounded an awful lot like toad the wet sprocket but they were great all the same) and then into the dust sank the notes and the potential talent still lingering in my ears makes me sad: i'm sorry that they are gone. but i'm also ever so grateful to have been part of the fan base while they were around. being the fan of music that i am and all.
i'm getting the piano tuned on wednesday. i cannot wait to dig my fingers in!
week in and week out i watch the days roll by, sandwiched between days and hours when i'm not working. i do my best to manage my time wisely, but often times i'm shocked at how quickly i'll whittle away the minutes and suddenly its a)time to go to work b)time to go to class c)time to go to bed. where did my day go?
it's dark outside, nearly 8 o'clock. i'm thinking i should have gone to the gym tonight since josh is rehearsing. yep, i said it. rehearsing! just thinking about it brings a broad smile to my face. he loves music so much. even though it's "just a coffee house band", i secretly revel in how much joy it'll bring to the daily hohum of our lives. all this while listening to trespassers william and flashing back to their coffee house days. it's a rite of passage for the local scene, acoustic sets painfully muting the creativity of the players who so desperately long for a venue like the whiskey (another right of passage before you become dave matthews and take over the hugeness of the los angeles staples center).
my point in all this, as i think of those bands you hear in coffee shops or bars or at the outdoor shopping malls, is that there is so much music--really wonderful, solid music--that goes unexperienced. like those days when my friends' band, peoplemover, roamed the oc and la scenes, only to fade into the sunset as bandmembers' lives were called in varying directions. same for deep mosey and, some may remember from way back, woodface. bands with distinct sounds, mostly unique (woodface sounded an awful lot like toad the wet sprocket but they were great all the same) and then into the dust sank the notes and the potential talent still lingering in my ears makes me sad: i'm sorry that they are gone. but i'm also ever so grateful to have been part of the fan base while they were around. being the fan of music that i am and all.
i'm getting the piano tuned on wednesday. i cannot wait to dig my fingers in!
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