I've had a few days to mull over my recent momentary lack of reason and came to the conclusion that I should have lost it long ago on this particular person. All it took was one little rage from me to get the response I was looking for.
If only I felt better now. This sordid matter behind me, I am now faced with a more burning issue. A visit to the doctor on Friday revealed I may have an ulcer or gallstones. Whatever it is, my stomach has been killing me for two months. Now I have to take pills, get an ultrasound and the most inconvenient-eat a bland diet with no dairy products. My stomach is usually like teflon. I can eat so much kimchee I've been designated an honorary Korean. Tequila. Yeah. Curry. Yum. What am I supposed to eat? Considering every time I do eat, I'm in pain, I spend more time wondering if I really should eat than what.
My Grams has been wagging her finger at me for years telling me I'm going to give myself an ulcer. She was cracking up when I told her.
To continue my year end lists..... The concerts 2004. (I can't find my calendar for the beginning of the year, so I am missing some shows)
4/14: Brendan Benson and the Wellfed Boys @ Mercury Lounge
5/1: Poem Adept @ the Found Magazine Players Ball book release party
5/6: The Raveonettes @ Bowery Ballroom
5/7: The Mooney Suzuki @ Brighton Bar (Auggie gave me a drumstick as an early birthday present. We chatted about School of Rock)
5/16: Mahlers Ressurection- Portland Symphonic Choir @ Schnitzer Concert Hall, Portland, OR
6/23: 5.6.7.8's @ Southpaw
6/30: The Paybacks @ Maxwells
7/10: Little Steven's Battle of the Bands @ Stone Pony
7/24: The Dawnwells @ The Saint
7/15: The Old 97's @ The Sawmill
7/17: Siren Fest: Death Cab for Cutie, Blonde Redhead, Har Mar Superstar, TV on the Radio, Electric Six, The Constantines @ Coney Island
7/17: Ambulance LTD, Bad Wizard, Moving Units @ The Hook
8/14: Little Steven's Underground Garage Festival: Gore Gore Girls, Muck and the Mires, Caisars, High Dials, The Fondas, The Singles, The Contrast, The Blackouts, The Fleshtones, Jarvis Humby, Cocktail Slippers, Richard and the Young Lions, Flaming Sideburns, Boss Martians, The Charms, The Cynics, The Lyres, The Stems, The Woggles, Chocolate Watchband, Shazam, Electric Prunes, Fuzztones, The Mooney Suzuki, The Paybacks, The Chesterfield Kings, The Romantics, D4, The Raveonettes, Nancy Sinatra, Bo Diddley, New York Dolls, The Strokes, Iggy Pop @ Randalls Island (we spent ten hours in the front row. obviously a pee break was out of the question)
8/19: Burning Brides, The Explosion, The Rolling Blackouts @ Bowery Ballroom
9/15: Phantom Planet @ Stone Pony
10/5: Supergrass @ Amoeba Music, San Francisco in store appearance
10/14: CMJ Marathon: The Shout Out Louds, Mr Airplane Man, Blanche, The Greenhornes, Holly Golightly, The Sights, The Paybacks @ The Mercury Lounge
10/15: CMJ Marathon: The Von Bondies, The Mean Reds, The Rolling Blackouts @ Plaid
11/5: The Unicorns @ Asbury Lanes
11/6: Soledad Brothers, Black Hole of Calcutta, Headquarters @ Khyber Pass
11/7: WFMU Record Fair
11/19: The Brimstones @ Asbury Lanes
11/28: Blues Explosion, The Gossip @ Asbury Lanes
12/8: The Nebulas @ Asbury Lanes
12/23: Ribeye Brothers, Miss TK and the Revenge @ Asbury Lanes
On the one and two: Elvis Costello-Little Triggers ... in the soap dish: some innocuous, triple-milled, gardenia number... amount of Christmas presents wrapped: 0... hours I spent in bed this weekend... priceless
posted by Rachel at 12/13/2004 01:18:00 AM
3 Comments:
You went to all those shows? Holy mackerel. I was going to go to the friggin' garage fest, but I pooped out because of the humidity and my ailing health. I almost wrote "phriggin'" instead of friggin' just now. But that would have made me seem like a Phish-head, and we can't have that. Funny how a noodling pachulie band can turn a goofy spelling into a social faux pas. I assure you I know how to avoid such mishaps. I am cool. And reading this blog, I feel cooler by the day. The proprietor of this blog is clearly someone who knows her stuff, and I'll bet she has some super-cool friends to boot. I can think of one in particular who's cool as a cucumuber. He's starting his own comic. It's called Pnemonic Plague. Check out out, in about 3 years when it finally gets rolling.
All right, I'm going back down the laundry shoot. See ya in a fartnight!
Tell me more about the comic. And believe me, whatever ailed you would have been cured at that show. It was a rock n roll revival.
My comic is going to be a metaphysical trip down memory lane, complete with philosophical retrospective, anecdotal amusements, and pure psychobabble. Sound like an American Splendor rip-off? It's heavily influenced by it, for sure, but Pekar himself has said countless times that he thinks the corners of the medium he mapped out have yet to be fully explored, by some distance.
I'm the writer and memory-squeezer extraordinaire. My man Chad is one of many artists I'll work with. You can give it a shot too. One of the stories will be about putting the moves on my friend Rachel an hour after breaking off an engagement.
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