The show was okay but kinda boring. When I saw them a few years ago at Plaid, they sounded godawful, but now they sound really "tight." It was almost like listening to their CDs really loud in a giant amplified room. I dunno if that's necessarily better. And I don't really like seated venues either. It's so boring just sitting there, especially if the band is not visually exciting, there's nothing really to look at. Plus everyone was standing up the whole time anyway, so what's the point? I found myself turning around and staring at this guy up in the balcony who was dancing like a spastic gay raver with the biggest smile on his face. He was awesome. But yeah, I like the energy of a tightly-packed crowd better. Unless it's sit-down music like when Sigur Ros played at Radio City, that was appropriate. Because the time before that when I saw them at Irving Plaza, it was so hot and crowded and their music is so slow and trippy that people started fainting! Seriously, like 10 people fainted. It was really funny. Or when I saw Belle & Sebastian last time it was also a seated place but that was good because I am totally obsessed with Stuart Murdoch and I could just sit there for hours staring at him. Did you know that Belle & Sebastian is totally my favorite band? I usually don't tell people because I like to maintain my "tough-girl" image. Ha ha. Actually I never talk about it because they are mine and I don't wanna share them with anybody and I even get mad when Patrick quotes them on his site. Not really. I know that's ridics. It's more just that I get overexcited. Like the songs make me all emotional and stuff and it's embarrassing. But I do like it when Ben plays "The Boy with the Arab Strap" at Smiths Night and I love dancing to it even though it's hard to dance to, but I get freaked out seeing other people singing along because I have this weird delusion that I am their only fan. Like the music exists only in my head and it's shocking when other people hear it too. I know I'm retarded. Me and Oliver P. were gonna do a Belle & Sebastian night but that plan seems to have stalled. He said there was one he went to in London called "200 Troubled Teenagers." I can't remember if he said it was good or not.
Ugh. How's that for a random stream of consciousness? That's what "blogs" are for, I guess. I dunno what's with me tonight. It's 4:48am, Friday night. Yesterday I had a 24-hour stomach flu. Today I'm in a weird mood. I had a weird day. I got a job.
Oh, also I forgot to tell you that the other night I met and hung out with that weirdo Jay, the winner of Project Runway a.k.a. Gavin's new best friend. It was exactly what you'd think it would be.
"Outdoor Miner" by Wire
I've had this song in my head all day.
Stuart from B&S keeps an odd little online diary that I love reading and whenever he mentions a song he likes I download it, if I don't already have it, and I put it in my special iTunes playlist called "Stuart's Songs." Am I creepy? Yuh huh.