November 21, 2005


Is it any wonder I can’t sleep?
All I have is all you gave to me.

November 18, 2005

Something about China and buttons

One of the (many) things I’ve never been very good at is discerning what songs are about. I get feelings and hunches, but can’t really properly explain them or put them into words. I was just listening to A Day in the Life. I never liked the Sgt. Pepper version of this song because the beginning has the applause carried over from the previous track. Which is great as far as the album goes, but to hear the song as it was actually recorded (on the blue album) with just the lone guitar at the beginning sets a more appropriate tone. The two coolest things about this song for me are the vocal solo by John after Paul’s part and Ringo’s riffs after each of John’s lines (and I don’t care what you conspiracy theorists say that’s RINGO on the drums). I also like how you can count off 24 measures for each of the instrument breaks/buildups (and that a voice can be heard doing some of it). And how on John’s part before Paul’s the voice is on the left and instruments are on the right but after Paul’s part they are switched. And of course the nearly 45 seconds of whatever it’s called (refrain?) at the end of the song. It has a powerful effect.

So if anybody reads this thing, tell me: what is this song about? I mean of course I know what it’s ABOUT because it’s basically a few little stories, but overall, to you, what does it mean?

November 15, 2005

It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.

So stuff has been happening. Laura and I just got back from DC. New duties at work. We’re full swing on KH preparations. And I’m now the School Overseer. For a while anyway. I feel like I should be busier than I am, and it’s probably because I’ve neglected some stuff. But that ends now. My plants WILL be watered!

November 2, 2005

"I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes..."

So I’ve been listening to the new Fiona Apple CD quite a lot. My wife would prefer Jessica Simpson. I am still not entirely sure why. Anyway, it’s decidedly more “poppy” than her other albums, but still with enough of her signature style to make her fans happy. Actually because of her pop sensibilities and a song bashing the recording industry thrown in it reminds me very much of an Aimee Mann album, which is probably why I like it so much. The dual disc was worth the extra few bucks because you get to see an acoustic set at CafĂ© Largo. She sounds really good live but seems really shy. The result can only be described as “cute.”

Also: We’re leaving tomorrow for Washington DC.
What I’d like to do: Stand outside the White House on Pennsylvania Avenue with a snare drum and play the opening drum riff from the West Wing.
What I probably won’t do: See above.

Also also: It’s good to remember the word “brain” is a noun and a verb (as in: “I am going to BRAIN you!”). According to our mutual friend Merriam-Webster:
1: to kill by smashing the skull  2: to hit on the head

Good stuff.