by St. Vincent (with Andrew Bird)
I spent Friday night in a games shop playing “Magic: the Gathering” with two of my roomies and two of their friends. Six hours spent playing a card game I had given up when I was 13. Out of the 42 participants, only 3 of them were females (2 of which were part of our group.) Everyone else was your stereotypical comic book shop nerd. I found it kind of funny that the chairs set out were made of high tensile aluminum because the visitors to a games shop are… a bit heavier than your average man.
With all that being said, I had a great time. I would definitely go back.
by The Big Pink
I’ll have what they’re having please. Thanks.
btw, no go on Dirty Projectors but YES to Cold Cave.
Dirty Projectors are performing with the LA Philharmonic at the Walt Disney Music Hall near the end of February. Tickets are about $60.
Is this real life?
A month ago, there were no cats in my life. Those were simpler times. All I knew were dogs; lovable, foolish creatures that would come to your side seeking attention.
Then I went to Anthony Ligero’s house and met his cat. A giant, furry thing. It was also my first time spending significant time with a cat and I learned a lesson…
Cat’s don’t give a fuck.
They just don’t. They come and go as they please. I honestly feel that if I were sleeping in and the house started burning down, the cat would just nimbly make it’s way out without a word.
Then I moved to San Diego and I now live in a house with three cats. Buster, Hazel, and Puddles. They’re all females. Yes, even Buster. My roommate has a parakeet and Hazel keeps trying to sneak into our room to plot how to eat him. Hazel is just a few months old and isn’t completely full grown. She’s quite mischievous. She thinks she’s slick but she really isn’t. I think she knows that I can see her but she still tries to sneak towards the bird. Then she gets to the bird, the bird nips her with his beak, and she scampers off, foiled once again. Hazel’s also left a couple love scratches on me since, apparently, she doesn’t know how to retract her claws when climbing up my leg.
I love cats.
by Surfer Blood
One of the best new bands from 2009. Didn’t get to check them out till this year due to the massive stock-up of new music I had accumulated. Definitely one of the better albums from the past year though. This band really reminds me of Weezer.
I’m here in SD and I’ve finally moved into my new place. I feel like I live in the twilight zone where Magic: The Gathering and Dungeons and Dragons are cool, cats and birds can coexist, Narnia cookbooks are used, and housemates saunter in with large containers full of pot.
Oh wait, that’s where I actually live.