May 16th, 2002. Thursday
 

   

    I'm feeling very, very lazy. And sort of hazy. And pretty, like a daisy. No, really, just feeling crazy. Well, more of in a daze, see?

    All those things really. But the laziness is predominant. I haven't suffered from this particular brand of laziness for a good while now. It's that frustrated kind of laziness when you know you have something to do but don't do it, and don't even spend that time doing anything productive instead. Just nothing. And that's what i'm doing. I've spent the last two days killing time. In between, I went for a run, had a few drinks, and ate a lot of crap. And now another weekend is only a few days off. Other exciting news includes a minor rotation of CDs in the jukebox at Grea Lakes. Recent additions include the new Wilco cd, and the Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. I also bought the new Weezer cd the other day, as well as the new Wilco. I've recently decided that I really can't recognize what is referred to as "good" music and what is not. I listen to the Weezer album, and while pleasant, all the songs sound the same to me. They don't sound like each other, I mean, all the instruments have the same sound. There's very little sonic diversity. Then you have bands like BRMC and the White Stripes, bands that are pretty good but in my opinion don't have anything original about them at all, and who are loved by many many people. I just don't get it. Basically, I see these bands as the very best of a field that could be more often than not be described as piddling, mediocre, and/or inconsequential.

    Maybe I'm just bitter, since I spent the last few days digitizing the last songs recorded by Underpants Cowboy. Honestly, there are some real gems in there. A few real catchy tunes. But I've really lost all idea of what most people would call a good song. Maybe that's a good thing. A good place to start.

    On another note, I think I'm surrounded by too much negativity right now, and it's really bringing me down. Trying to fight it makes it even worse I think, but I can't not try.

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