"I'm spinning round the room in awe" ryan adams

Friday, August 13, 2004

hellooooo neighbor boy

I think it is great that Becca saw our new (young) hot (gay) neighbor this morning and ran up to tell me. Shirtless. Nipple ring.

Oh this is going to be fantastically fun.

today is the day

Boooooooooo!!! Today is Friday the 13th. Muahahha.

It is also two months before my birthday. Shopping can begin now. Some of my favorite things in life include the following: vodka, black shirts, vinyl, and concert tickets. Please plan accordingly. People can also be packages, complete with a bow.

just another day

"I see all the pouring rain around me - Yet I don't feel a thing - In time realize - Don't bother to stop and think - That sometimes when you can't be right - Got to find time to change the mind of another - But if you think that you might want to be - Don't hesitate to contain" - Granian

Thursday was a good day, as all Thursdays should be. I had my afternoon free since I had decided that driving to NYC wasn't the best idea ever, so I went shopping. I'm constantly surrounded by people all day, whether it is constantly being tied to businessy stuff through email, or the phone, or just face to face. I don't mind, in fact, I love it, but sometimes you just need some alone time. I stopped down at the store before heading out where I was bombarded by packages. In the past few days I have met a lot of nice people who work at labels. I've been pretty much getting boxes everyday of CDs from artists I should check out and concert tickets and promotions and whatnot. Damn! Yesterdays gifts included some framed pictures and posters. I also picked up the new Ari CD that was on backorder since the demand was so high. Sigh...our boy is growing up. Its a good thing, but still... That's a whole new topic entirely!

On the way home from shopping, the rain poured down. Awesome. You would think that since it has been raining nonstop here, people would learn to drive in it better. The worst, the absolute worst was the stupid Hummer I was behind acting like a wuss in the rain. YOU DRIVE A FUCKING HUMMER!!! Those things can swim across the Mississippi! Get off your plush pedastol of stature and drive your fucking gas guzzeling societal image SUV the way it should be.

Picked up Aurora from Tyler's and off to The Point we went. We were going to go up and see Ryan Montbleau and Lloyd Dobler Effect in NYC, but Todd Martin and Granian were playing at The Point, a third of the distance away. We were also supporting Akiva and Darren Flowers who were playing in Chicago as well. It was a Fresh Tracks night all around!

I so was not digging Hiedi Hensley whatsoever. I won't even write about it. My vanilla chai was good though.

I've been talking with Todd Martin, and booked him to play with Marlon Spike in October. I have heard his studio tracks and read really great things about him, but hadn't seen him live. Aurora saw him in Boston a few months ago and thought he was fantastic. I agree. And whoever covers Damien Rice is fabulous in my books. Great stage presence and musician. His voice is smooth and clean, very reminescent of Ari's. Or perhaps that connection is because it was the last thing I heard in the car.

Ahhh...Granian. So nostalgic. It's been too long since I have seen him play. His music is comforting, the purple CD is one of those CDs that I would just play start to finish hours on end. Granian was also one of the first Center Stage artists. I have his poster on the wall to my right, and scrawled in Sharpie is "Miranda - go for the music!" During my sophomore year in college I was torn on whether to continue on my broadcast journalism track or spend my time doing music related things. Damn you Center Stage :-). So that was the advice written to me on the tour poster. How appropriate. Garen did not play "All in the Face", but he did play "Foresight" as his closer. Nice. Dan and I were texting back and forth during the show, and he reminded Aurora and I that Derek was playing at Iron Hill as well. Now our plans were set for after the Point.

Afterwards, we went to say hi to Todd and whatnot. He got his new CD and hurried off to catch Derek. I love how people think its odd to fit a few shows in one night, its not odd, its normal. Especially for Aurora, there hasn't been a time that we haven't darted out of The Point to head to The Riverfront. Some girl reminded us that it was 11:20. I said that it was OK, we have until 1. They didn't have a response as we left to hit the road.

Listened to Todd's CD down 95 and we didn't skip a track. A good sign. Didn't listen to it too intently since we were also talking most of the time, but tracks 3 and 9 stood out to me. Nine is the lucky winner for todays radio show.

Came in on Derek singing my favorite Radiohead song (Idioteque). We caught about 45 minutes of his set, which was just enough time for Aurora to hear his new song that I like a lot. I don't know the title. We were too tired move or even get out of the rain. CD will be out in less than a week :-)

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

movie night!

I spent most of my morning working on rockstar stuff, then was at the record store for most of the night. So much stuff to do and not enough time. So I froze time and went over to Aurora's to watch a movie.

Life's been moving way too fast and it was weird to realize that we haven't actually talked in about 2 weeks!! Its ok though because we both understand and 2 weeks really isn't anything. That is why we aren't boring, though drama does follow us. So we had to catch up.

We watched "13 Going on 30" and burnt caramel popcorn. We shouted at the TV and squeezed pillows. It was fun.

And I also have a nice wallet sized picture of Mr. Patty McGee that we took during karaoke at the bar next door in Boston on the night of October 8th. Aurora found it in a shoebox. All of life's great things can fit into a shoebox.

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

hot chess boy

So let me tell you a little story.

There is this kid who plays chess outside of the coffeeshop I go to everyday and he is hot. Days later, he comes into the store, and is still hot. He fills out an apartment application so of course I grab it and educate myself. Geez, the boy is *barely* legal. Legal meaning 18, not even drinking legal. Oh well. So after this almost cradle robbing experience he is still out but I am so over this silent lust.

Then the word on the street is that he is moving in next door to me. Oh hot. I can see his porch from my porch. Nice. So now my friends know this silly little game because its fun. Then they discover that he is gay. Not just gay, but flaming, and they are all having a laugh at my expense. Obviously nothing would have come of all this, but its pretty damn funny.

Suzanna says that he likes to parade around in his underwear though. Hey, that is gonna be hot.

The Kids Are Alright

Watching The Who DVD now and its fabulous. Have I ever told you that "Teenage Wasteland" is one of my favorite songs?

Sunday, August 08, 2004

so helpless

As I am finally able to write about this, I do not feel any more at ease than I was this morning.

What I am about to write is entirely true and freaked me the fuck out. If you know me, you know that though I do have panic/anxiety attacks, I do not get upset over much.

A little about my past...I haven't slept in the house I grew up in in Delaware since I moved completely out three years ago. Mostly because that house is haunted and it got to the point where I couldn't even be in the house by myself, let alone sleep there. Ever since I was younger, I have had a deeper sense of my surroundings. I can usually read people really well without even realyy knowing them. It is hard to explain. Mostly everyone I know knows that I have a wicked sense of dates, but its actually a deeper unexplainable vibe. I'm not even going to try to explain, just that I have learned to adapt to the fact that I can sense things before they happen. Too many stories to even mention to prove that.

So I live in one of the oldest buildings in my town, but have never really been concerned with any presences. Occasionally I think I see something hovering near where my AC is, but have just passed it off as my eyes misjudging my floor lamp. The last time I remember thinking I felt someone and seeing someone was while talking to Maryellen and Morita on AIM some Monday night while we all watched American Idol. I remember telling them how freaky it felt. Nothing has occured to me here since then...until I was violently awoken last night.

I came home around 2am and went to bed around 2:30. I was extremely tired, though I couldn't fall asleep. I chalked it up to having too much on my mind, though Jamie did give me something to calm me down and help me sleep. I tossed and turned and got out of bed every half hour just because I was so franticly weary. I had just fallen asleep around 5:30 when I woke up because I was being crushed. I couldn't open my eyes, but there was an immense weight on me. I could hear Becca outside in the hallway and the cars on Main Street. I was sleeping on my side and couldn't turn over because the pressure was so great. I tried to say something, but couldn't. I tried to scream, but couldn't even open my mouth in addition to my eyes. I could hear Becca outside and I couldn't call out to her. I started tearing up because I was so afraid and in pain. Then my whole budy went numb. I couldn't feel the weight on me anymore, and it felt like my whole body was asleep. I tried to turn around from what was keeping me down and couldn't. I started hyperventilating. I honestly thought I was going to die. I am gasping for air, crying, and wasn't able to move. Then as quickly as it started it stopped. Once I realized I was still alive, my first thought was that someone close to me had died and was trying to tell me. I knew it was early morning and my mom usually wakes up super early on the weekends to take care of the horses and I thought maybe she got into a car accident. I didn't want to open my eyes to look at my clock or grab my cell phone because I was terrified on what I might see. So I sat in bed with my eyes shut until day broke.

While at work today, I told Rob about my adventure last night. I told him of the pressure and the paralysis and he said he has me diagnosed. I must have had an odd look because he followed that statement with "shadow people". So we went on google and apparently what happened to me isn't uncommon. Oh yeah, and while doing so, Joe - the owner of the store and my apartment, comes in and says "did you know the third floor window is open?" Raf, Rob, and I look at each not saying a damn thing. The only people that have keys to the third floor are Raf and I. And neither one of us opened that damn window in the past day. What the hell?!

I am just majorly freaked out. I don't think I am sleeping here tonight. I don't understand why me and why now. My whole body is sore, and I sure as hell didn't do anything strenuous yesterday. Every light in my apartment is on and I am jumping at every little thing. I'm so tired, but too scared to close my eyes.