I Know It’s Coming Someday

Longwave have currently caught my ear. Sorta new act out of New York City, they cop the churning guitar sound pioneered by the Chameleons and lately favoured by the likes of Interpol, but with less a less morose and anxious lyrical bent than their NYC kin. It’s quite lovely, actually. I’d been hearing about these guys for a while from NYC locals, who would say ‘screw the Strokes, THESE guys are the best band in NYC right now!’. They may have been on to something. The new album, ‘The Strangest Places’ is out in February. I need to find their last one, ‘Endsongs’. They were supposed to be in town next week supporting The Shining, but seeing as how The Shining has apparently broken up, that tour isn’t happening. Hopefully they’ll get their own show booked up here sooner rather than later.

Speaking of songs, I hauled the BR-532 down to the rehearsal space tonight and my little track now sports some stylish faux piano and trumpet, along with an adequate guitar solo over the intro. I don’t know if I’ll keep it, but it fills up the space right now. I’m going to have to start doing some bouncing so as to hear all of the parts together. I have an idea for the main solo that I’m anxious to try and see if it works. I should try it now before the fruit of inspiration whithers on the vine.

Decomposing Trees

All the trees in the city seem to have decided that today will be the day that they shed all their leaves. It seems every tree I pass is casting off its summer wardrobe in favour of some deciduous heroin chic. Leaves leaves leaves all over the ground. It’s like a mass ritual suicide.

The sky is a particularly intense shade of blue today. I should start carrying my camera around with me all the time again.

np – Mogwai / Young Team

Radar Maker

The trailer for the new Daredevil movie is up. Still not getting enthused about it, Daredevil’s suit is too shiny, Elektra looks too WASP-y. I like Jennifer Garner, but Elektra’s supposed to Mediterranean and sultry. She is not. Kingpin looks good. Bullseye looks pretty silly. I don’t doubt I’ll see it… but I’m not marking the days. If ya know what I mean.

The videos on the Pixies’ Complete B-Sides disc mess with Winamp on my computer. It won’t play.

np – Mogwai / Young Team

Poor Winona. She just needs someone to take care of her.

Why do people always call me during West Wing Wednesdays? Don’t thiey understand that’s just not right? 3 calls within the first 20 minutes… yes, I can be terse on the phone. Sorry, Mom.

Checked out the details of the New Order box set out next month, doesn’t look like there’s anything there I don’t have or want, particuarly. Singles, remixes, yawn. One less big ticket item I have to concern myself with.

Placing an order to Columbia House for a whack of stuff, mostly for Kyle. All I’m getting is the Velvet Underground box set.

Success in coming up with that elusive verse riff! It’s all starting to come together. I must resist the urge to bury everything in 50 tracks of guitar, though. Restraint!

np – New Order / Republic

Someone Something

Today is my friend Vic’s birthday. Happy 27th. We are currently discussing the merits of current comic books. Alan Moore thumbs up, Frank Miller = washout.

Trying to come up with verse parts for my still-to-be-titled-song which I intend to bring to rehearsal tomorrow for a not-so-grand unveiling. It’d be nice if there was more than just acoustic rhythm and a bridge (which I still really like).

Long day at work today, this week has been too nutty. As always, when it rains, it pours.

I’m hungry again. And after a large dinner – I don’t know what’s up with my appetite lately, it’s like my body’s finally gearing up for one last growth spurt. 6′, here I come!

np – Galaxie 500 / “Submission” (mp3)