many creatures screaming in a strange symphony of multi-species angst
9:58 a.m. on 2005-06-01
So, okay, we went to that Sasquatch festival. Actually, I believe it was the Sasquatch! Festival, with the all important "!" denoting the exciting nature of said event. Modest Mouse was disappointing. Isaac Brock, my short, pudgy fantasy lover, seemed depressed. A friend of mine pointed out that it must be depressing to write such beautiful, heartfelt music only to have the Bush twins say that you're their favorite band. Although it was probably the Republican International Computer Polling Robot that told them to say that. Wilco was excellent, as was a band that I had never heard of, Arcade Fire. HOWEVER, we did not get to see the Pixies, an occurance that will go down in my brain as a highly disappointing memory. But, my breasts were extrordinarily full of milk, and to those who have not experienced such a thing, it is very difficult to enjoy anything in such a state. It's kind of like having your bladder very, very, very full, and not being able to pee, along with the biology of the motherly brain that causes a voice in your head to scream YOU NEED TO FEED YOUR BABY NOW. YOUR BABY IS GOING TO STARVE IF YOU DO NOT FEED YOUR BABY NOW I MEAN NOW, no matter how many times you tell yourself that Grandma is feeding the baby plenty of grapes and gallons of yogurt, that voice won't stop its incessant, subliminal harassment. So we left after Modest Mouse and drove home at a horrifying rate of speed. The baby was fine. She went to sleep and slept without incident, I guess because she knew I wasn't there, so there was no use in hollaring for me. It looks like our band, or an alternative formation of our band, has a show in Olympia on the 17th. I guess it is just Brian and I that are going to play, mostly my songs, with no drummer (my songs don't really need a drummer). We'll probably go under the name Miserable Clubfoot Comedienne, like my terrifyingly long email address. Is it wrong to name your band after your email address? Anyway, I guess Brian thinks people will really like my songs, which makes me feel good. He says I need to get over the fact that they aren't as technically superior as some other music, because they are heartfelt, and that will stand out it the Olympia band scene, because there is a drought of heartfelt music right now and people are craving it. This is what he says. But, he has his crazy obsession with his ex-girlfriend, and I have my lack of self-esteem. We all have our strange motivators.
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