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- My first show without parents was seeing Lords of Acid at the 9:30 Club in Washington, DC in early 2000. I was 17.
Lords of Acid was my second concert ever after The Trees, and my buddies fell through so I ended up going alone at 16. This time I stayed for the whole show. Loved it!
I think Trump is completely ok with his supporters thinking he's lying, as long as he makes them feel like everybody else is lying too. That's the field he wants to play ball on.
If you aren't sick of three dudes with a bass, guitar, and drums, EZTV is probably my favorite in a while.
Found them randomly walking past a bar they were playing in in NC, and I liked every song they played live. A lot.
They remind me of Television, Luna, and some other stuff that escapes me.
Have you heard Eno's soundtrack he did for an Apollo documentary? I've been digging it lately:
The track Silver Morning at 25:55 has some really nice slide guitar that he incorporates into these ambient tracks which definitely does it for me when it comes in kind of unexpectedly after the first half of the album.
- We are usually getting our first snow around this week.
Saw snow on the ground yesterday. MI got your back.
- I have not spoken to either of my parents since the election. I just can't.
I'm with you. My father voted for Trump. In the last few months it sorta breaks my heart to say this but I lost a lot of respect for him just...as a person. Not because he voted for Trump, but for the way in which he went about it. I got months of paranoid, angry, obnoxious, reality-challenged, gleeful ranting. I felt like I was talking to a misbehaving child from another planet. It's fucking sad.
I finally answered his texts this weekend...he wanted to do lunch and I said ok. He called the past couple days in a row and I just stared at the phone and didn't pick up. Such a weird feeling...just no part of me wanted to pick up. Like Bartleby by the Scrivener, I preferred not to.
Good luck with your ma.