Friday, July 30, 2004

Dear Me

Got a letter from myself today -- "like a morse code message was sent/ from me to me". Actually, it must have popped up in my Inbox last Monday, but I haven't been checking that address very regularly. Apparently sometime near the end of last April, I was distracting myself from the things I should have been doing, as usual, and I ended up giving this a try.

(this message was composed on Wed, Apr 28, 2004)

Dear Me,

Happy Birthday! While it may seem mind-manglingly pathetic to be greeting your own damn self on your own damn birthday, I'm pretty sure that by now, you have already been greeted by a veritable plethora of friends and family members. If not, it is time to kill yourself. Thirty years is a pretty good run, anyway.

Ha ha! Just kidding. Hope you didn't follow those instructions before reading this second paragraph. If you did, you're even stupider than I am now.

Cheers,
Me


The tone of mocking contempt disturbs me. Now I want to go back in time and kick my own ass.

Lots of good stuff coming up, musicwise. Yvette will be glad to know that kd lang has a new album out, a concept-type thingie that's a tribute to Canadian songwriters. And while that sounds slightly painful, it must be noted that said Canadian songwriters include Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, and Jane Siberry. Joni Mitchell herself has just released another anthology, Bjork is coming out with her Medulla, and Tears For Fears, suddenly realizing that they're mostly useless without each other, have reformed and completed their new album, Everybody Loves a Happy Ending. I loved Seeds of Love so I'm looking forward to that one.

Am wondering whether to drop by this Deadpan Society gig later. Bagetsafonik, Boldstar, The Late Isabel and, um, Stonefree are playing. Still don't know how to tackle the Stonefree article... which is already a week late, according to our new schedule. Perhaps going to BSM later will help me sort it out. Or just choke me with cigarette smoke 'til I relapse. ;p

PS. Noticed the new Morrissey album on your desk. Excitement! Let's all do the Morrissey dance!

2 comments:

Pauloy said...

It's rather funny to see an aged Morrissey - the same but with a bit more weight and some gray hair. Is the music still as good?

Luis K. said...

Hey, Pauline. :) Not sure how good the new Morrissey stuff is; am waiting for Kristine's inevitably incisive review. The last Morrissey album I got was Vauxhall and I, on cassette, no less.