bono_212
Blue Crack Distributor
Let this be a sign to you U2. We like it when you do shit like this. A lot.
Life has been treating me very well the last few months, thanks. And, you say such sweet things.
I miss Chicago a tiny bit, been gone over a year and a half now, wow.
No Rose lately, no Beckett lately. I've been lax with both.
Also, was supposed to see Asobi Seksu here in LA last month, but wound up going to Spring Training that weekend so I missed them yet again. Do you like their new album?
And, how is life treating you?
Man, time flies. Seriously.
I heard the new Asobi Seksu like twice, I think...? It seemed very solid, but also very unspectacular. Nothing on there like "Thursday," that's for sure. Haven't seen them live in, man...like two years, I think. One of my friends in London saw them about a year ago, though, and reports that they are still horribly loud and all kinds of good. And speaking of baseball, I saw the Cubs lose to the Pirates, last week. I am inching ever closer toward the age of 30, and I have still yet to see the Cubs win a game, in person. Unbelievable. Something like 0-16, at this point.
Life's all right, I guess. Could be a whole lot better, but could be a whole, whole lot worse. Glad to hear that you found something to dig, on the new Radiohead record. It really spoke to me, as well. I enjoyed its incredible restraint and almost absurd attention to detail in the same way I enjoy the films of Bela Tarr.
By the way, I told you to listen to Zola Jesus, nearly two years ago. That ever pan out?
Recently re-read The Unnameable, as well. Still better than Ulysses!
Codex, Give Up The Ghost and Separator are all terrific. The rest I can take or leave.
And in winter, under my greatcoat, I wrapped myself in swathes of newspaper, and did not shed them until the earth awoke, for good, in April. The Times Literary Supplement was admirably adapted to this purpose, of a neverfailing toughness and impermeability. Even farts made no impression on it. I can't help it, gas escapes from my fundament on the least pretext, it's hard not to mention it now and then, however great my distaste. One day I counted them. Three hundred and fifteen farts in nineteen hours, or an average of over sixteen farts an hour. After all it's not excessive. Four farts every fifteen minutes. It's nothing. Not even one fart every four minutes. It's unbelievable. Damn it, I hardly fart at all, I should never have mentioned it. Extraordinary how mathematics help you to know yourself.
Yeah, Molloy is the first one in the trilogy. The passage on farts/mathematics remains one of my favorite moments in the history of literature:
In addition to being the be-all, end-all on the fascism of the creative process (not to mention the most bleakly honest look at the post-Holocaust global psyche which I've ever read), the shit is fucking hilarious.
Sure do!
I still haven't forgiven you for not liking This is Happening
Their last ever show was a week or so ago, by the way, and it was awesome. Scumbo, wagyu peef, mobvok, joyful girl and I enjoyed posting simultaneously.
Yeah, Molloy is the first one in the trilogy. The passage on farts/mathematics remains one of my favorite moments in the history of literature:
In addition to being the be-all, end-all on the fascism of the creative process (not to mention the most bleakly honest look at the post-Holocaust global psyche which I've ever read), the shit is fucking hilarious.
Re: Cut Copy and Beckett
To each, his own.
Songs that would give the tour a greater edge that they could easily replace IALW with:
Out Of Control
The Electric Co
Gloria
New Year's Day
In God's Country
Desire (electric, not the geezer, Eric Clapton Unplugged version)
The Fly
HMTMKMKM (instead of making Ultraviolet a rarity)
Discotheque
Last Night On Earth
Gone
Moncton is going to be one hell of a fucking show.