Tuesday, July 05, 2005

bombs and rain

So yesterday was the 4th and I felt it in the air. Gun Powder and smoking hamburgers. However during my drive into work it was raining and everyone in the washington park bbq'ing went from happy grillers to refugees in a matter of minutes. Rain tarps were erected and people started wandering the park aimlessy like there was someone responsible for the terrible dive in the weather. Back in Logan Square fireworks blew up pretty much all night. I was able to record it on my four track recorder and although the fireworks are easy to reproduce with a synth, the comination of rain, wind, children screaming, and cars drag racing made for a nice ambient sound for my solo recording. The solo album is going to be called "the ship." I bid goodluck for the all the happy harvards hurrying headward to "hey thats yazaki in there". In other news I watched Dig, a documentary chronicalling the dandy warhols and Brian Jonestown massacre. I dug it and immediately felt like a waste of space. An interesting part was when this guy from A+R was talking about Anton being only fit in life to make music and not having a single chance in society outside of that. On one hand your like wow you found your nitch but on the other hand you say which came first the sadness or the sad music. Instead of the latter hand I meant to say wow all your eggs in one basket uppps now you can't fry any to eat. Well thats the effect it had on me anyways. I suggest it to anyone, it was good. While I'm on the topic of arts and entertainment if anyone has a hankering for incarnate Elliott Smith, listen to David Pajo's solo cd Pajo for your prize. This just in, cardboard sangria is launching its side project spotlight with Singleman Affair at the bottle on Thursday and The Part Five on Friday. Apparently hummingbiird flew the coop. An anoynmous tipster hipster phoned in a sighting. All the message said was "I've got your biiiiird, caught while divebombing with new friends around Ashland and Division." Good spread in Groupeez by the way. Brett looks like he's from Logan's run and Dan is starting midwest rap battle with Kanye and twista for publicity, boyz. Donning the 3 fingers in the all too famous west side fashion, the fingers really represented wicker park. Thanks for the Darling advertisement as well.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Logan Square fireworks were pretty constant all weekend. They're a very festive people. I was wondering if this is similar to what it feels like in a war zone... pops and flares and fizzes so often that you eventually don't even notice them. Except there's always the occational m80 that rattles your window and sets off car-alarms.

There weren't terrorists, but there definitely was a bunch of brats trying to light fireworks in the street so they'd go off right when you were driving over them... fuckers.

9:55 AM  

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