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19. Fiona Apple--Tidal
20. Fiona Apple--When the Pawn...
When the title of yer second record is 90 words long usually it means you've gone completely wacked and have made a pretentious piece of shit. I resisted Ms. Apple (the future Miss PTAnderson, although there are some rumors floating aboot) in the beginning, what with her half-naked romp video for "Criminal" and her tirade at the MTV music awards ("this world is shit!" coming from a beautiful, successful woman who had just made her first million doesn't exactly do it for me). So I resisted. And then I heard "fast as you can", and saw the PTA helmed video, and then bought the album***!*** and jesus christ it's one of the best things to come out in the 90's. SO good. She's just the example of what a songwriter should be, what a songwriter should do. Ryan says she's not-so-good live, which is probably true. But her records are god damn quality things, and I'm way into them.
Last night Ryan and Christine disappeared at the Ted Leo/Juno show after Christine complained of a stomach irritation. When they did not return over an hour later, I began to fear the worst. I had Erin search the bathrooms to no avail, and I walked around the building for about ten minutes looking. Fearing. Imagining having to call Christine's boyfriend (hooked on phonics being the only way I can remember the number) to tell him that his girlfriend has died cos I made her eat at Murphy's in Urbana cos I didn't want no God Damn Thai food cos I'm not into all that, and she had to eat a GardenBurger at this hole in the wall bar, and now she was on life support. And I'm seriously worried. And then I walk out to look again, and there they are, laughing at me. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!!!?" I yell. "I WAS WORRIED YOU WERE IN A COMA!" and they're just laughing and surprised, and they go "you didn't look THAT hard, obviously. We've been sitting here all night." OCD is a bitch.
Ted Leo was incredible. If you see this show, I'll be preaching to the converted. Alone, agreeably, he leaves much to be desired. But when the band kicks in during "timourous me"...no many live shows compare to his. Highlights: dorky girls with choreographed moves to each song; the bass player looking (at all times) like a deer in headlights (just like a bass player should); "timorous me"; and the house music still being on throughout the first song, and not being that noticeable.
And Juno had van trouble and were within an hour of not making it, and then they show up and I'm excited and then they let these girls choose the setlist and that should be, like, rule number fucking three in what NOT TO DO at yer concert***2***, cos these people picked only new songs and the ONE old song they chose was a bit too shoegazery to work in a live setting, especially after Ted Leo had just put us in a coma. They did get into "When I was IN _____" which was awesome. All in all, I'm happy I went. I'd go again. WE could go again.
Let's get personal: I no longer work in the warehouse of Best Buy store 049. 3 years of misery, and all it took was my new supervisor saying "hey, do you want to work in media?". nice.
CHRIS G!!!!! IF you read this, could ya get me a Godspeed ticket? I'm good for it.
Next five: "timorous Me" by ted leo; "when I was in ______" by juno; "we laugh indoors" by death cab for cutie; "don't do it you fucking dumbfucker" by low?it's lane!; and "our weekend starts on wednesday" by the hey mercedes (Sorry for almost killing Christine....)
In the stereo: Ryan Adams "heartbreaker"
***!***amongst a stack of other records, and I made sure I went to the cashier that had no idea who anyone was.
***2***#1 being don't say "Are you ready to rock?" and #2 being don't play for longer than 45 minutes unless yer name starts with Van and ends with Morrison.
I'll be your shadow boxer baby.
19. Fiona Apple--Tidal
20. Fiona Apple--When the Pawn...
When the title of yer second record is 90 words long usually it means you've gone completely wacked and have made a pretentious piece of shit. I resisted Ms. Apple (the future Miss PTAnderson, although there are some rumors floating aboot) in the beginning, what with her half-naked romp video for "Criminal" and her tirade at the MTV music awards ("this world is shit!" coming from a beautiful, successful woman who had just made her first million doesn't exactly do it for me). So I resisted. And then I heard "fast as you can", and saw the PTA helmed video, and then bought the album***!*** and jesus christ it's one of the best things to come out in the 90's. SO good. She's just the example of what a songwriter should be, what a songwriter should do. Ryan says she's not-so-good live, which is probably true. But her records are god damn quality things, and I'm way into them.
Last night Ryan and Christine disappeared at the Ted Leo/Juno show after Christine complained of a stomach irritation. When they did not return over an hour later, I began to fear the worst. I had Erin search the bathrooms to no avail, and I walked around the building for about ten minutes looking. Fearing. Imagining having to call Christine's boyfriend (hooked on phonics being the only way I can remember the number) to tell him that his girlfriend has died cos I made her eat at Murphy's in Urbana cos I didn't want no God Damn Thai food cos I'm not into all that, and she had to eat a GardenBurger at this hole in the wall bar, and now she was on life support. And I'm seriously worried. And then I walk out to look again, and there they are, laughing at me. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!!!?" I yell. "I WAS WORRIED YOU WERE IN A COMA!" and they're just laughing and surprised, and they go "you didn't look THAT hard, obviously. We've been sitting here all night." OCD is a bitch.
Ted Leo was incredible. If you see this show, I'll be preaching to the converted. Alone, agreeably, he leaves much to be desired. But when the band kicks in during "timourous me"...no many live shows compare to his. Highlights: dorky girls with choreographed moves to each song; the bass player looking (at all times) like a deer in headlights (just like a bass player should); "timorous me"; and the house music still being on throughout the first song, and not being that noticeable.
And Juno had van trouble and were within an hour of not making it, and then they show up and I'm excited and then they let these girls choose the setlist and that should be, like, rule number fucking three in what NOT TO DO at yer concert***2***, cos these people picked only new songs and the ONE old song they chose was a bit too shoegazery to work in a live setting, especially after Ted Leo had just put us in a coma. They did get into "When I was IN _____" which was awesome. All in all, I'm happy I went. I'd go again. WE could go again.
Let's get personal: I no longer work in the warehouse of Best Buy store 049. 3 years of misery, and all it took was my new supervisor saying "hey, do you want to work in media?". nice.
CHRIS G!!!!! IF you read this, could ya get me a Godspeed ticket? I'm good for it.
Next five: "timorous Me" by ted leo; "when I was in ______" by juno; "we laugh indoors" by death cab for cutie; "don't do it you fucking dumbfucker" by low?it's lane!; and "our weekend starts on wednesday" by the hey mercedes (Sorry for almost killing Christine....)
In the stereo: Ryan Adams "heartbreaker"
***!***amongst a stack of other records, and I made sure I went to the cashier that had no idea who anyone was.
***2***#1 being don't say "Are you ready to rock?" and #2 being don't play for longer than 45 minutes unless yer name starts with Van and ends with Morrison.
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