Nothing like the feeling of finding the grail of the day at the record shop. Kiss and Nirvana, Rainer is off to a good start. Before you know it.. Ildjarn and Front 242…
Your kiddo's KISS intrigue immediately opens up my memory of unlocking the hidden "Hotter Than Heat," level of Tony Hawk's Underground game from 2003. It was ridiculous when I played it at twelve, but I loved it.
FYI, Amoeba had a fun basket of unused postcards, which includes one I purchased in my office from "Big Franky's Drive In" featuring an unappealing plate of food and "WE SPECIALIZE IN TAKE OUT ORDERS OR TRAY SERVICE TO YOUR CAR" at the bottom. A ridiculous impulse buy that I credited to my attempt at reintroducing mailing ephemera of sorts to friends, but now sits at my desk and reminds me of my favorite surrealist filmmaker Jan Švankmajer's "Food."
Re: weekend--I've been asked to help paint a wall mural for a local artist's forthcoming exhibition which has been a nice mental distraction. I'm able to automate and fall into an almost synchronized state till completion. Loved it.
Cheers to the mundane. As for me, it helps me "reset" in-between fits of stress and mental illness.
"automate and fall into a almost synchronized state till completion." - that's the goal sometimes.. the tricky part is getting there. Need to revel in the mundane but even that seems like putting off work.
Worked all day Saturday. Spent Sunday being lazy with overcast weather. Took my son to the park, which he loves. He's turning three in May. Love that you took your son to the record store. Warms my heart.
My weekend wasn’t bad. Disappointed my team got knocked out of March Madness but also happy a local team did, too. Got my tribal ID finally Saturday so that was exciting, before I had to explain to my wife it doesn’t do anything and it’s just something I wanted. Still so far behind in listening to new records.
Your mundane will always be of interest. In times of stress I have two approaches: The first is to ignore it all and revert. I turn off all internet connected technology and sit in a nice lounge chair and watch stupid shit like Gundam or Ninja Turtles on VHS. I find horrible comfort in this. The second is much more pragmatic and boring, to-do lists. Everything goes on there and they are then prioritized either by how easy I can knock this out or what is most important. Rinse and repeat. Hope you're well.
Thanks for this.. I tend to revert to option 1. Amy is the pragmatic one. I put up a dry-erase board in our office a few months ago which is helpful but also hulking.
I am in the process of divorcing a man who has become a stranger. Your writing inspires me to keep going; seeing that there is always a chance something magic is on the way.
My weekend was very nice. On Saturday I went to a Refik Anadol exhibition called Machine Hallucinations. Was mesmerising. On Sunday I finally booked everything for a trip to Spain to see both Cold Cave shows. There will be very little sleep and a lot of traveling around. Still afraid to believe it's actually gonna happen, as if my belief and excitement for the best thing ever will definitely jinx it for me. And yet it's already become a beacon of hope and main reason to live. We also had a first glimpse of spring on the weekend, happy spring to you too!
Rainer's passion for vinyls is absolutely adorable!
Your mundane is always interesting, thank you for letting us in.
And special thanks for a photo of you, it's always such a joy to see you.
Please tell me they are matching PJ's!? Beautiful!!
Weekend sucked. We had literal nazis in Naarm/Melbourne Australia and cops beating queer and trans people for counter protesting. The cops protected the fascists of course. Sorry, that's more bad news I guess. I went and saw Aftersun for the third time. I think it might be my new favourite movie of all time. The hype it's getting is real. I think it's a close to perfect as a contemporary film might get thus far. It's sombre and beautiful and subtle in it's sadness. It reminds me a lot of myself and friends of mine and the way we feel and even though we are open and talk about it, the feelings still feel heavy. Most days end in tears. Tears are good for the soul though I think. Better than keeping them in. I highly recommend Aftersun. It's the kind of movie for big screen and will stick with you for a long time. It's voyeuristic yet feels so intimate. Sunday was spent trying to not think about having to work on Monday (an impossible task). Started reading a new photo zine and have also fallen in love with 'Love on the spectrum' on Netflix. It's a really wholesome and beautiful show and I guess makes me feel ok about being 38 and still alone and crushing on someone for the first time in years who understandably doesn't feel the same way but I'm happy that I can still fall for someone and feel that way. It's Autumn here although you wouldn't know it. It's muggy one minute and then raining and cold(ish) the next then 36°c haha. I hope you have a beautiful week. I'm so glad you're doing this. I took a mental health day today and the first thing I read was this post and it filled me with joy and also got me excited for some new coffee I bought haha. Will probably give me an anxiety attack but gotta weigh up the good with the not so good I guess haha. X
I work at the first new nuclear power plant in the USA in 30-40 years. The old ones are aging, not dangerous but it becomes harder for them to be certified as safe as they age. These two new units will revitalize the nuclear industry in the USA, & the one I work at is 98% complete, so the weekend was work & rest. I calibrate the instruments that send data to the control room. I write poetry on my breaks, some of which I submitted to Heartworm recently. Woody Guthrie has been on repeat, as he was a union worker & so am I. Hope you are well. 🖤
This weekend I finally gave the batcave box set LPs a true listen, bought tickets to cold waves XI, failed to get tickets to the cure, and returned to being on call at work after being out sick with C-19 for almost 2 weeks. It was premature and largely a decision made by a sense of guilt. My phone started ringing non stop before my shift actually started, I had to go in to the hospital to accept a kidney, cannulated and put that on a preservation pump, wait several hours for a liver to arrive from half a country away. I dealt with that liver and did various tasks around our organ workroom and lab for hours of menial tasks. I went home to a tortoise in full-swing spring purge mode, humping anything he could get his shell elevated to. I realized I hadn’t slept in like 3 days and got some inexplicable reason thought that was the time to clean, feverishly, in both senses of the word. While praying my work phone didn’t go off with a notification that I’d have to fly to another state with my recovery team - kept cleaning til I literally started hallucinating that small spots on plants, bookshelves, door frames - anything small really, were slowly downward moving bugs and decided it was time to pass out. Thankfully that work call never came and slept for half a day. I can barely manage my own life but I somehow I work with organs that will save someone else’s, there’s a never ending sense of dark comical irony that keeps me moving.
I am very intrigued to know more about this tree. You ensured it had a story for it to share among its arbor brethren for decades to come. Your story of record storing with Rainer might be the second time in my life I’ve been wistful and had warm sentimental vibes from the prospect of children. Thank you for all you share. 🖤
My friend told me a Kiss related story that I love. His coworker complained about a band doing a residency at his store. Someone said to go easy on them because it was early on. He responded “Kiss has played thousands of shows... and they rock *every* night.”
Something good - I learned that there’s a type of black, purple, & green orchid called “Tacca bat flower” / “Devil Flower” and it is very cool. Weekend was starting a little documentary for a friend’s band & working on my first book.
The weekend was pretty good! My partner sold some pieces at an art market. It was our first taste of art related things since we moved to Denver. We then went out for drinks. I had too much whiskey and suffered Sunday. We finished the night listening to the Karen O/Danger Mouse album. Serenity achieved. Yes, to the record selections. I looked online to see what dynasty runs, and the prices are nuts. Also feeling like a real fiend because I can’t stop thinking about going to the record store now. Wax Trax is a few blocks and I am near tears because of its convenience. RIP my wallet.
My weekend was fairly eventful. Decided to make my first long drive to go to a show in a long time - went to go see Death Threat. Lots of fun, saw some folks I hadn't seen in a long time, heard some songs I've had etched in my mind for even longer. Visited my Grandmother the day after that - been trying to make every moment count with her.
I appreciate your determined focus to track down Dynasty - I can remember myself as a young kid who just had their hopes pinned on whatever captivated my mind; action figures, movies, etc. Unless that thing is physically in front of you, you'll never stop thinking about it so I'm happy Rainer can hold that record in his hands and just absorb it.
Lovely collection you've got up on grailed! If I wasn't cutting down my closet and have my eyes dead set on a very particular jacket I'd absolutely partake. Good luck with your sales - although I am sure they will sell fairly easily.
I'm a teacher and was on spring break, still busy, but a different kind. There was time to finally focus on passions and hobbies. My band recorded a couple demos for our next full-length, bouncing back and forth between pride and self-doubt. We recorded a Blow-Up inspired music video for our last single of the same title. We played a show that went well. Spent too much money on a World of Morrissey record as an impulse purchase, but felt I deserved. Shared laughs with friends through it all. Time well spent. Yesterday was occupied watching Depeche Mode documentaries in anticipation of the new album and seeing them for the first time next month. (and to keep my mind off of work fast approaching again)
Nothing like the feeling of finding the grail of the day at the record shop. Kiss and Nirvana, Rainer is off to a good start. Before you know it.. Ildjarn and Front 242…
until next time-
Life is too fast.
Your kiddo's KISS intrigue immediately opens up my memory of unlocking the hidden "Hotter Than Heat," level of Tony Hawk's Underground game from 2003. It was ridiculous when I played it at twelve, but I loved it.
FYI, Amoeba had a fun basket of unused postcards, which includes one I purchased in my office from "Big Franky's Drive In" featuring an unappealing plate of food and "WE SPECIALIZE IN TAKE OUT ORDERS OR TRAY SERVICE TO YOUR CAR" at the bottom. A ridiculous impulse buy that I credited to my attempt at reintroducing mailing ephemera of sorts to friends, but now sits at my desk and reminds me of my favorite surrealist filmmaker Jan Švankmajer's "Food."
Re: weekend--I've been asked to help paint a wall mural for a local artist's forthcoming exhibition which has been a nice mental distraction. I'm able to automate and fall into an almost synchronized state till completion. Loved it.
Cheers to the mundane. As for me, it helps me "reset" in-between fits of stress and mental illness.
"automate and fall into a almost synchronized state till completion." - that's the goal sometimes.. the tricky part is getting there. Need to revel in the mundane but even that seems like putting off work.
Worked all day Saturday. Spent Sunday being lazy with overcast weather. Took my son to the park, which he loves. He's turning three in May. Love that you took your son to the record store. Warms my heart.
The record store trip made me smile. On Friday I went to Ghengis Cohen. Saturday I enjoyed the sun.
My weekend wasn’t bad. Disappointed my team got knocked out of March Madness but also happy a local team did, too. Got my tribal ID finally Saturday so that was exciting, before I had to explain to my wife it doesn’t do anything and it’s just something I wanted. Still so far behind in listening to new records.
Everything.
Your mundane will always be of interest. In times of stress I have two approaches: The first is to ignore it all and revert. I turn off all internet connected technology and sit in a nice lounge chair and watch stupid shit like Gundam or Ninja Turtles on VHS. I find horrible comfort in this. The second is much more pragmatic and boring, to-do lists. Everything goes on there and they are then prioritized either by how easy I can knock this out or what is most important. Rinse and repeat. Hope you're well.
Thanks for this.. I tend to revert to option 1. Amy is the pragmatic one. I put up a dry-erase board in our office a few months ago which is helpful but also hulking.
I am in the process of divorcing a man who has become a stranger. Your writing inspires me to keep going; seeing that there is always a chance something magic is on the way.
My weekend was very nice. On Saturday I went to a Refik Anadol exhibition called Machine Hallucinations. Was mesmerising. On Sunday I finally booked everything for a trip to Spain to see both Cold Cave shows. There will be very little sleep and a lot of traveling around. Still afraid to believe it's actually gonna happen, as if my belief and excitement for the best thing ever will definitely jinx it for me. And yet it's already become a beacon of hope and main reason to live. We also had a first glimpse of spring on the weekend, happy spring to you too!
Rainer's passion for vinyls is absolutely adorable!
Your mundane is always interesting, thank you for letting us in.
And special thanks for a photo of you, it's always such a joy to see you.
Please tell me they are matching PJ's!? Beautiful!!
Weekend sucked. We had literal nazis in Naarm/Melbourne Australia and cops beating queer and trans people for counter protesting. The cops protected the fascists of course. Sorry, that's more bad news I guess. I went and saw Aftersun for the third time. I think it might be my new favourite movie of all time. The hype it's getting is real. I think it's a close to perfect as a contemporary film might get thus far. It's sombre and beautiful and subtle in it's sadness. It reminds me a lot of myself and friends of mine and the way we feel and even though we are open and talk about it, the feelings still feel heavy. Most days end in tears. Tears are good for the soul though I think. Better than keeping them in. I highly recommend Aftersun. It's the kind of movie for big screen and will stick with you for a long time. It's voyeuristic yet feels so intimate. Sunday was spent trying to not think about having to work on Monday (an impossible task). Started reading a new photo zine and have also fallen in love with 'Love on the spectrum' on Netflix. It's a really wholesome and beautiful show and I guess makes me feel ok about being 38 and still alone and crushing on someone for the first time in years who understandably doesn't feel the same way but I'm happy that I can still fall for someone and feel that way. It's Autumn here although you wouldn't know it. It's muggy one minute and then raining and cold(ish) the next then 36°c haha. I hope you have a beautiful week. I'm so glad you're doing this. I took a mental health day today and the first thing I read was this post and it filled me with joy and also got me excited for some new coffee I bought haha. Will probably give me an anxiety attack but gotta weigh up the good with the not so good I guess haha. X
I work at the first new nuclear power plant in the USA in 30-40 years. The old ones are aging, not dangerous but it becomes harder for them to be certified as safe as they age. These two new units will revitalize the nuclear industry in the USA, & the one I work at is 98% complete, so the weekend was work & rest. I calibrate the instruments that send data to the control room. I write poetry on my breaks, some of which I submitted to Heartworm recently. Woody Guthrie has been on repeat, as he was a union worker & so am I. Hope you are well. 🖤
This weekend I finally gave the batcave box set LPs a true listen, bought tickets to cold waves XI, failed to get tickets to the cure, and returned to being on call at work after being out sick with C-19 for almost 2 weeks. It was premature and largely a decision made by a sense of guilt. My phone started ringing non stop before my shift actually started, I had to go in to the hospital to accept a kidney, cannulated and put that on a preservation pump, wait several hours for a liver to arrive from half a country away. I dealt with that liver and did various tasks around our organ workroom and lab for hours of menial tasks. I went home to a tortoise in full-swing spring purge mode, humping anything he could get his shell elevated to. I realized I hadn’t slept in like 3 days and got some inexplicable reason thought that was the time to clean, feverishly, in both senses of the word. While praying my work phone didn’t go off with a notification that I’d have to fly to another state with my recovery team - kept cleaning til I literally started hallucinating that small spots on plants, bookshelves, door frames - anything small really, were slowly downward moving bugs and decided it was time to pass out. Thankfully that work call never came and slept for half a day. I can barely manage my own life but I somehow I work with organs that will save someone else’s, there’s a never ending sense of dark comical irony that keeps me moving.
I am very intrigued to know more about this tree. You ensured it had a story for it to share among its arbor brethren for decades to come. Your story of record storing with Rainer might be the second time in my life I’ve been wistful and had warm sentimental vibes from the prospect of children. Thank you for all you share. 🖤
My friend told me a Kiss related story that I love. His coworker complained about a band doing a residency at his store. Someone said to go easy on them because it was early on. He responded “Kiss has played thousands of shows... and they rock *every* night.”
Something good - I learned that there’s a type of black, purple, & green orchid called “Tacca bat flower” / “Devil Flower” and it is very cool. Weekend was starting a little documentary for a friend’s band & working on my first book.
The weekend was pretty good! My partner sold some pieces at an art market. It was our first taste of art related things since we moved to Denver. We then went out for drinks. I had too much whiskey and suffered Sunday. We finished the night listening to the Karen O/Danger Mouse album. Serenity achieved. Yes, to the record selections. I looked online to see what dynasty runs, and the prices are nuts. Also feeling like a real fiend because I can’t stop thinking about going to the record store now. Wax Trax is a few blocks and I am near tears because of its convenience. RIP my wallet.
The copy we found is a beat to hell 1979 Casablanca copy. Perfect!
My weekend was fairly eventful. Decided to make my first long drive to go to a show in a long time - went to go see Death Threat. Lots of fun, saw some folks I hadn't seen in a long time, heard some songs I've had etched in my mind for even longer. Visited my Grandmother the day after that - been trying to make every moment count with her.
I appreciate your determined focus to track down Dynasty - I can remember myself as a young kid who just had their hopes pinned on whatever captivated my mind; action figures, movies, etc. Unless that thing is physically in front of you, you'll never stop thinking about it so I'm happy Rainer can hold that record in his hands and just absorb it.
Lovely collection you've got up on grailed! If I wasn't cutting down my closet and have my eyes dead set on a very particular jacket I'd absolutely partake. Good luck with your sales - although I am sure they will sell fairly easily.
Thanks Cory - haven't seen DT in ages but have find memories of touring together.
I'm a teacher and was on spring break, still busy, but a different kind. There was time to finally focus on passions and hobbies. My band recorded a couple demos for our next full-length, bouncing back and forth between pride and self-doubt. We recorded a Blow-Up inspired music video for our last single of the same title. We played a show that went well. Spent too much money on a World of Morrissey record as an impulse purchase, but felt I deserved. Shared laughs with friends through it all. Time well spent. Yesterday was occupied watching Depeche Mode documentaries in anticipation of the new album and seeing them for the first time next month. (and to keep my mind off of work fast approaching again)
I've had many similar days!