surfing and listening to the new wilco album. kids finally decided to stream it on their page, and I give it my thumbs in an upward direction. admittedly I'm only three songs into it so far, but I see little evidence of an album so freakish that no major label would get behind it. I confess, I mourn the absence of jay bennett more than a little bit, but we'll see tonight at the show how they hold out without the greatest secret weapon of all time. oh! goodness. Jeffy's voice just cracked so beautifully in my headphones, on the word "understandable," and I'm in some love.
there is a movie out there that everyone should see: divided we fall. from our czechoslavakian (spellcheck) friends. I don't really know much about the medium, but I thought it was kinda cool how the director spliced in what looked like digitally filmed footage for dramatic effect. but mostly I just thought the story was superb- stayed away from typing people as either absolute good or absolute evil. or absolut vodka. refreshing these days, I think.
stopped by the parents' on sunday with liana in tow. I suppose I could've made up for the presence of a tattoo on my arm by agreeing with everything they said that was political in nature, but alas... my parents think I'm a communist gutterpunk. but I think I won a small victory by pointing out that I was the only one of three offspring who's never done drugs or been arrested. I would like to express my appreciation to my trouble-prone siblings for being perfect scapegoats and surefire vehicles for changing the subject. I love them for that. and I still love my parents. we're the poster family for putting aside idealistic differences. or something. I'm trying to be all clever about saying that my family is the best, better than yours, but I suppose I'll just say that: the cassettes family could kick your family's ass.
love, johny.