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i don’t ever wanna kiss anyone who doesn’t love animals
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it is looking as though one of the best life choices i ever made was pledging enough money to the music tapes kickstarter to get to choose the board member of the music tapes pledge level in addition to the level i pledged at as well (still not disclosing what level that was), so i don’t have to worry about trying to snag neutral milk hotel tickets whenever they finally wander up to the northeast. even though there are no northeast tour dates yet, surely there will be at some point in time in the next two years.
so glad i saw the writing on the wall with the differentiating text between the friend of and board member levels (“be on The Music Tapes guest list for a Music Tapes performances in your area, and sit in reserved seating right up front (where available)” versus “be on the guest list PLUS A FRIEND, for two area performances of any music project featuring Julian in the next two years (limit to one show per tour), and sit in reserved seating near the front (when available), visit the Music Tapes backstage”). it set off a little light bulb that i had forgotten about until that weird picture emerged.
it also looks like this means i get to hang out backstage? which is a bit… crazy. i’m glad that my life has taken all sorts of weird turns and i’m somehow already friends with julian and have at least met scott (and jeff, but that was still a bit overwhelming), because otherwise, i’m pretty sure i wouldn’t be able to function in such a situation. i might not anyway.
i don’t understand anything about anything.
here’s a recap of my weekend, in reverse chronological order.
i have been saving drafts of reblogs for months now and refusing to actually post them until i posted about where i disappeared to and what all has happened since then, because i suppose i feel as though i owe some sort of explanation (even though i don’t).
brevity;
since thursday, i have had an incredibly sore throat. i checked for spots and/or swelling every day, but forgot to on saturday, until later in the evening, and then discovered that the back of my throat, tonsils, and uvula were decked out in white spots. my uvula looks exceptionally droopy and upset. i’m fairly certain it’s strep throat, but it’s strange because i’ve never had strep without a fever before, and i’m pretty sure i never had a weird looking uvula during previous bouts of strep (i’m not certain about this because i never actually looked down my throat at what strep throat looked like when i was a kid. i haven’t had strep in well over ten years).
so tomorrow i’m going to try to get an appointment at my doctor’s office. i’m either going to pay seventy dollars to be told i have strep throat (which i’m pretty sure is what’s going on), or i’m going to be told that there is “nothing wrong” with me and be sent on my merry way. this is why i avoided having a doctor for so long. i’m pretty sure that if i hadn’t gotten established at this place earlier this year, i would just be ignoring it, but i am pretty miserable. i’m not getting hungry at all, maybe because it hurts to swallow so much? lots of flavor ices and toast. i do like flavor ices and toast, but i wish there were somebody sweet here to make me curried butternut squash soup and to cuddle up with.
i was going to go to bull moose at midnight to pick up mary’s voice on cd (even though i’ve already burnt it to cd for cartimes, i’m still buying it on cd because i like to have a copy of all of their releases on every format, and also because i love them dearly and support them [still waiting to make my pledge to their kickstarter campaign, but it will be happening in the next few days {also i might be making some metronome love patches to sell on etsy, and all of the proceeds would go to their kickstarter campaign. if i get around to actually making them in the next day or so}]), but now i’m just going to go to sleep.
my grandmother is unwell again. i’m not sure exactly what is going on, but when i spoke to my father today, he was saying that he’s going to be trying to get down to new jersey sooner rather than later. so. that’s not good.
but the waiting room radio show played another song of mine on their program this week, and last week’s episode is archived online. you can find broadcast times and stations, as well as last week’s archived show (#105) here.
i’ll post thoughts about mary’s voice soon, but right now, i really just need to sleep.
i’ll try to be better about blogging here at some point in time again. maybe….
you don’t? well, apparently, it happened! a week ago. but if you missed it, that’s okay (i missed it too, and only found it because i google swarbles often), because you can listen to it online.
“as you were” starts around 36:55. the dj even says swarbles afterwards, and it sounds ridiculous in the greatest way anything has ever sound ridiculous. it’s funny because i never say swarbles out loud, and to hear somebody else say it is so bizarre.
the other show i posted about, the waiting room, is actually in syndication and is being rebroadcast many times throughout the week on many different internet radio websites and at various times (and i believe it will be uploaded to their site towards the end of the week/weekend? maybe? we’ll see). broadcast schedule can be found here.
listening party tomorrow evening at six pm. if you can make it to my house, you are more than welcome to eat fruit and freak out with me. my room’s a bit messy, but that’s okay. it’s okay. i know that “when the black rook comes around” is the eleventh song in the show, but i have no idea at what point in time you should start listening. maybe i’ll try to post here about it when it’s getting close (i have the playlist and will be following along, ha).
this has been the weirdest, most surreal, wonderful thing. i’ve been making a lot of strange sounds because i don’t understand what is happening and it makes my head hurt a lot in that way that happens when i’m around anybody i’m in love with. oh gosh.
thanks to both the pipeline! and the waiting room for making me freak out a lot (in the nicest way)!
(relatedly, i should probably start writing and recording again….)
wait, have i really not written an end thoughts since april? i know i posted a private thing (in may?), but i could’ve sworn i had end thought’d since then.
we’ll do a list tonight.
i was thinking the other day about all the music tapes memorabilia i have and i figured i had a lot of things, so i wrote it out in list form to see just how many, and as it turns out, i have more things than i thought.
we’ll list in order of most common to most rare. or at least what i think is most common and most rare. i’m not sure about some of the things and i’m too lazy to try to figure it out. but the last thing is most definitely most rare.
(also i recognize that the singing saw at christmastime isn’t “the music tapes” per se, but go with it. but if i am going by that logic, shouldn’t i also be listing both chocolate usa cds? i have them both. consider them listed.)
(that last item is one of my most prized possessions in the history of prized possessions and would probably be the first thing i would try to rescue if my house were ever to catch fire. it was one of the most lovely days i have ever had and i hold it very close.)
(and of course there’s also the metronome love patch sweater and the music tapes garland i made, but those don’t really count as they are not officially sanctioned music tapes memorabilia, right? [although they could be! and maybe should be??? they should let me know. well, first they should know about their existences. and then, yeah! payment could be monetary and/or in physical manifestations of appreciation and adoration. i mean, who wouldn’t want cuddle times with any of those fellows and/or a seven foot tall metronome?])