Spiders filling out tax returns.
PST $0.97, GST $0.97
I bought some batteries today.
For my discman and my camera, two things I own that I probably use the most. Both happened to run out of juice at the same time yesterday. It's the cold, I think, it just sucks the energy right out of them. It has the same effect on people too.
"Six-fifty-five," said cashier at the hospital the convenience store.
"I'll take two," I said.
She gave me a suspicious look, as if I was up to something.
"I need to jump start my car," I said, to which she slowly grabbed a second pack of batteries without taking her eyes off of me.
Eight AAs
$13.10
PST $0.97
GST $0.97
$14.94.
Thank-you.
Spiders (Kidsmoke)
I guess I listen to a lot of music. I'm listening to music right now. When I am in my room my CD is player is always on. When I am at the computer, for at least an hour everyday, I have music playing. I spend an hour on the bus everyday to and from school and I always have my discman with me. If I don't have my discman it's kind of hard to cope, like I need to have a constant running soundtrack to my life. One CD I bought quite a while ago was A Ghost is Born from Wilco, an album which has gotten little radio play but has been hailed by many as the best disc of 2004. I bought it the first week it came out, having stumbled in A&B Sound that day eager to find something I'd never heard before, and before I had knew anything of the underground hype it was generating. I took it home and wasn't too impressed. In fact, I listened to it maybe twice and never got passed the third track, a ten and a half minute long song entitiled Spiders (Kidsmoke). I didn't get it. The entire song was the same little riff over and over again (or at least that's what I thought at the time) and I didn't get it. Actually, I didn't get the entire album and I shelved it.
Last night, bored with my regular rotation, I came across this album again. I remembered all the praise it had gotten, all the university top tens it was listed on, and I threw it in. Track One, great. Track Two, great. Why have I owned this for so long and not listened to it? Track Three . . . ohhhhhh yeah. This damn song. But I stuck it through and at exactly 3 minute and 58 seconds in the song breaks into a guitar and piano rock melody that sails and I think I actually said 'Holy shit' out loud. The entire album, it turns out, is magnificently artistic and fresh. The idiots were right. A Ghost is Born is one of the best albums of the year and it's back in the keeper pile and out of the 'trade in' pile, which includes Franz Ferdinand, and How to Dismantle on Atomic Bomb, two more albums exalted as being the best of 2004. Poppycock. Franz Ferdinand is boring. I've listened to it through a few times and it's just not good. And U2, well, Bono is a pompous asshole who thinks he's Jesus or something. Enough said. (I do really enjoy early U2 though. The Best of 1980-1990 album is excellent. But this new album is just rehashed quasi-spiritual garbage.) Besides, Bono jets around the world with his thousand dollar sunglasses, charging $150 dollars a ticket for his concerts, and telling us that we're bad because we shop at GAP. He has a point. But look at yourself, man.
The MP3 is excellent. One tenth the size of a regular wave file. Perfect for downloading and pirating. And burning. Two hundred songs on one CD goes a long way when you ride the bus everyday. Throw the sucker on random and you've got music for a month. Perfect for the poor, music loving university student. And what's even better, because MP3 are smaller files and take up less space, the disc doesn't have to spin as fast, and you get wicked battery life.
Broken pick.
Forecast
Current -31.
Windchill -46.
Clear. Windy. Biting.
Alien Quadrilogy Update
23.33% Completed.
I bought some batteries today.
For my discman and my camera, two things I own that I probably use the most. Both happened to run out of juice at the same time yesterday. It's the cold, I think, it just sucks the energy right out of them. It has the same effect on people too.
"Six-fifty-five," said cashier at the hospital the convenience store.
"I'll take two," I said.
She gave me a suspicious look, as if I was up to something.
"I need to jump start my car," I said, to which she slowly grabbed a second pack of batteries without taking her eyes off of me.
Eight AAs
$13.10
PST $0.97
GST $0.97
$14.94.
Thank-you.
Spiders (Kidsmoke)
I guess I listen to a lot of music. I'm listening to music right now. When I am in my room my CD is player is always on. When I am at the computer, for at least an hour everyday, I have music playing. I spend an hour on the bus everyday to and from school and I always have my discman with me. If I don't have my discman it's kind of hard to cope, like I need to have a constant running soundtrack to my life. One CD I bought quite a while ago was A Ghost is Born from Wilco, an album which has gotten little radio play but has been hailed by many as the best disc of 2004. I bought it the first week it came out, having stumbled in A&B Sound that day eager to find something I'd never heard before, and before I had knew anything of the underground hype it was generating. I took it home and wasn't too impressed. In fact, I listened to it maybe twice and never got passed the third track, a ten and a half minute long song entitiled Spiders (Kidsmoke). I didn't get it. The entire song was the same little riff over and over again (or at least that's what I thought at the time) and I didn't get it. Actually, I didn't get the entire album and I shelved it.
Last night, bored with my regular rotation, I came across this album again. I remembered all the praise it had gotten, all the university top tens it was listed on, and I threw it in. Track One, great. Track Two, great. Why have I owned this for so long and not listened to it? Track Three . . . ohhhhhh yeah. This damn song. But I stuck it through and at exactly 3 minute and 58 seconds in the song breaks into a guitar and piano rock melody that sails and I think I actually said 'Holy shit' out loud. The entire album, it turns out, is magnificently artistic and fresh. The idiots were right. A Ghost is Born is one of the best albums of the year and it's back in the keeper pile and out of the 'trade in' pile, which includes Franz Ferdinand, and How to Dismantle on Atomic Bomb, two more albums exalted as being the best of 2004. Poppycock. Franz Ferdinand is boring. I've listened to it through a few times and it's just not good. And U2, well, Bono is a pompous asshole who thinks he's Jesus or something. Enough said. (I do really enjoy early U2 though. The Best of 1980-1990 album is excellent. But this new album is just rehashed quasi-spiritual garbage.) Besides, Bono jets around the world with his thousand dollar sunglasses, charging $150 dollars a ticket for his concerts, and telling us that we're bad because we shop at GAP. He has a point. But look at yourself, man.
The MP3 is excellent. One tenth the size of a regular wave file. Perfect for downloading and pirating. And burning. Two hundred songs on one CD goes a long way when you ride the bus everyday. Throw the sucker on random and you've got music for a month. Perfect for the poor, music loving university student. And what's even better, because MP3 are smaller files and take up less space, the disc doesn't have to spin as fast, and you get wicked battery life.
Broken pick.
Forecast
Current -31.
Windchill -46.
Clear. Windy. Biting.
Alien Quadrilogy Update
23.33% Completed.
posted by James at 2:11 AM
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