all about the girl who came to stay
we went to a 6.30 show at sonic boom (used/new record/cd store) (downstairs) yesterday, the raveonettes, it was wickedly boring for me, i made a video of all the white people standing still even at the last jammiest song when you’d think people would cut loose a tad, no way not on bloor street no way! fil and matt were at the front the whole time and i milled around in the back and read an entire graphic novel and took pictures of record sleeves. i got a latte from starbuck’s even i was that bored and then almost fell down the stairs in front of everyone on my way back down, my right boot heel hooked onto the top stairs oh man i woulda left immediately and 40-odd hipsters would have been like A GIRL FELL DOWN THE STAIRS JUST BEFORE THE RAVONETTES SET BEST SHOW EVER.
i could not see one thing that was going on during the show cos they were sitting down and there was a hipster mob all around them, initially i was up by fil but felt really claustrophobic and annoyed by everyone’s pre-show silence and fake spectacles.
as i walked around pretending to study vinyl and 45s i thought what is wrong with me why do i totally not enjoy this shit how could i humour it before, i guess it’s a depression thing, never happy never sad just medium and the only way i can jazz it up is by drinking i guess.
emilio thinks fil has a full-blown music show addiction, or signs of it, to which we attempted to psycho-analyze last nite at green room, drunk.
toronto needs a new thing, for me.
steve of lavender diamond (<3) just emailed me out of the blue, he says the funniest thing is that bands now actually make me sleepy
the louder, the sleepier; heavy metal and I’m out like a light, sometimes standing on my feet and me too i say. i get tired of having to find an inner sanctum within myself not to upset the herd, standing really still and looking like you aren’t enjoying yourself takes a grand effort. if i could just lie down and draw during a show that would be nice. i think i’ve over-saturated myself with bands that aren’t very good or memorable and it’s spoiled the pot for the time being, for acts i actually enjoy.
oh i bought a new necklace.
