hooray! thanks for fixing the notebook
the
exorcist yesterday for the first time- in the theatre! first off, the
movie is great. secondly, the film broke halfway through so me and cool
breeze and lneemi complained and cold got the passes for a free show of
our later choosing. it’s a good thing my satisfaction was guaranteed. also
yesterday i bought a whole mess of 50 cent comic books at that’s
entertainment (still proudly stocking fuji
chia items), ate a mediocre falafel (no one beats emelia’s, on
pleasant) and went to the tammany club (?) where i was put on the guest
list (?) to see jam band x (whereas x=”simon”). it was enjoyable, but not
exactly my cup of tea. the echo-drenched singe
r unconsciously alternated between geddy lee, jello biafra, and napoleon
xiv (of “they’re coming to take me away” fame). which i very much
enjoyed. and they did a dickens hotcakes - style vocal breakdown. everyone
at the tammany does the greg greg dance!
man- i’d like to see psychedelic breakfast (real name of the headlining
band) battle negative time (greg greg, josh the bunny boy) in a
psych-off. psychedelic breakfast- how can you have a gibson sg and be so
steadfast in your abject refusal to rock?
