and, of course, vice versa.
it's a hell of a monday and I've got some observations, y'all:
1. shows in my hometown are good.
how good, you ask? how about seeing built to spill, in perfect resonance, from the soundbooth. with anthony orangetruck. which means you can go to gourmet heaven and like, buy stuff, and like, carry it in. like water. and chocolate. which also means you are privy to load-in and sound check times for other bands playing this week. like, the decemberists maybe. who might be expected around two on thursday, and might be soundchecking around five. so I could like, stalk. or maybe be where they might be, looking cool. or something. did I mention the two hour set they have planned? holla!
bands should come to new haven more often. and play at toad's. when people I know semi-intimately are working.
2. peanut butter and expensive sunglasses should be illegal.
I fucking swear to - whoever. the shit is like crack. only at least you lose weight when you've got an excess of crack. with the peanut butter, you're just trapped there, with like, a spoon. and maybe some m & m's. and the sunglasses - I'm not ready to talk about that part yet. at least I look good. which leads me to...
3. occasional bonding over retail therapy = good.
especially with a friend who likes to shop. if you're going to shop big, or shop at all for that matter, you've got to at least do it with someone you can shop with. and that person isn't necessarily who you get along with well in other arenas of your life. take my mom, for example. love her. tremendously. but shopping with her makes me want to stab myself in the neck. now my friend erin isn't my best friend by a long shot, but when we shop together, it's like a light goes on. we just fit. even if it's just flip flops at old navy. there has to be that combination of helpfulness and space, honesty and cosigning. kind of like the perfect relationship. only there's money involved. and lots of bags. and sometimes one of those warm pretzels...
4. occasional retail therapy, in and of itself, is good.
especially if you really don't do it, ever, or rarely at best. I'm probably one of the top ten most frugal people in america, but being that way allows me to have a binge every now and then and not feel bad about it. so when the boy who got you all hot and bothered goes from "I really don't want to date right now" to "I kind of want to date one of your friends," well, you've got some room. for something big to hide behind. like, maybe a pair of obnoxious sunglasses. or at least a shirt that costs more than eight dollars and makes your boobs look fabulous.
or both.
5. there are more than two people in seattle that want me to visit. which makes me, like, officially cool. or something.
even though kristin and steve take the cake. but to have a few new semi-friends that you've made a good first impression on is a treat, and something that I'm new to. it's uber-fun. and it feels good. better than shopping. especially when it's combined with one of your top five bands reciprocating a shout-out.
Yo Victoria-we had a kick ass benefit show last night
for KEXP. Math and Physics Club, Athlete, John
Vanderslice, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, THE NATIONAL,
M83... Super fun, super crowded, raised lots of cash
for the station. My 4 year old sent me with strict
instructions to get "autographs and photographs".
Where does she come up with this stuff? She told my
husband that she felt sorry for me because I probably
had to wait in loooong lines to get autographs last
night. I had Clap Yer Hands sign their CD for her.
She wanted to see it first thing this morning. Very
sweet, my Isabelle... I was talking to the fiddle guy
from The National (Padmir?) and mentioned that we have
people from all over the country giving us love and
dollars, and that you had come from Conn to be at the
broadcast in NYC, and that you had to leave early on
Fri to catch a train to see The National in Boston
that night. He was like "I remember that girl!" I
said, "Victoria, with the red hair? She is
fantastic!" and he agreed! Anyway, just had to let
you know I shouted you out to the band and you were
well received and remembered fondly. Shannon is on
her way to England this morning, to bask in the
accents and some Brit band atmosphere. Still coming in
December, I hope??
Take care
Deb
'nuff said.
~vvb
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