july 31 2008

talked to bob about the apartment. feel better about it now... he's under a bunch of stress, i'm under a bunch of stress, it's a big stress parade.

a couple of months before i left in phoenix, a man named rocky came up to me and told me how much he loved my songs... it took me a couple seconds, but i realized i'd actually met him before, about two years ago, after a mono show at modified. he told me he wanted to give me a tape of his band's music. i told him i would be flattered, but i didn't have a tape player. a couple weeks later, at the modified, rocky rode up on his bike and handed me a walkman.

"our tape is in there," he said.

that skinwalkers tape ruled pretty hard. i got to use that walkman this morning to listen to the split fran did with whitman. her side of it is really, really, really beautiful... she turned 4 of her favorite poems into songs, and they sound like they were always meant to be sung. whitman's half is perty good, too, but his vocals are way too low in the mix - or maybe my walkman is dying.