1. When on excruciatingly long conference calls, we suggest you hit the mute function and casually play on Myth Web index search . Just type in a letter or two and see who it pulls up... like "Hector: Trojan prince. Hector was more noble than the prideful Achilles, the champion of the Greeks besieging Troy in the Trojan War. But Achilles was the better fighter, and he easily defeated the Trojan in single combat. Achilles dragged Hector's body behind his chariot around the walls of Troy. Hector was avenged by his brother Paris with the help of Apollo."
Paris avenged Achilles by killing him with an arrow, which was guided by Apollo (maybe paris was a crap shot?). Which is a pretty un-vengeful way to kill someone who dragged yr fucking brother through the city behind his chariot. Classy, reserved.
1.5) The first song on the new LIARS record bears a near-litigatable resemblance to the still-amazing Nitzer Ebb song "Join the Chant". If you know Nitzer Ebb, maybe bring this to their attention. Ever since Liars abused their oral contract with Gern Blandsten, in a debacle that much resembled the Butthole Surfers /Touch N' Go suit from a few years back, I am waiting for someone to avenge that dick move. Gern Blandsten was THE last mid-size 50/50 indie to still have verbal agreements, and still is run by honest people who totally give a fuck. I know giving a fuck about scene politics is really internet and 90's of me, but I guess I am old fashioned like that.
2. Skipped out on skating with Sparklemotion at the Got Bitch? night at the Metro, for a multitude of reasons, both complex and simple -- a. I read the new issue of bitch where Kathy Najimy discussed why she can not get into reclaimative use of the word bitch, and appreciated the argument. b. Nathan, my boyf. (who is the first dude in his family not to become a pastor), and I got into a serious discussion about THE BIBLE, where I outed my idea about how I would really like to go to divinity school = (Jessica Hopper, religous scholar -- you feel that?) that was too good to interupt for skating around in some tarty outfit that said bitch on the front as social experiment. I was too busy using my brain to shake my ass.
3. Dude, people are pissed about Nader. You know what ticket I think could get the country correct: The Ghost of Fela, with Hillary Clinton in the Ferraro seat.
It would not fail: Fela, rising from the dead, performing "2000 Black" with Roy Ayers live in the Rose Garden, backed, in a Grammys style clusterfuck We-Are-The-World jam-a-long featuring Aaron Neville, The Capitol Steps, Bruce Springsteen, Garrison Keilor and Don Henley on hand-drums. Imagine if everyone on in the world could just get the first 3-4 minutes of "2000 Black" into their souls, humanity, would be radicalized.
Hi, hi! I am at work, what are you doing?
Posted by Jessica at February 23, 2004 01:48 PM | TrackBack