Showing posts with label everclear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label everclear. Show all posts

Surviving Xmas

I just got back from the mall and right now I am very firm in my anti-people stance. What is it about Jesus' birthday that brings out the absolute worst in humanity? If there is a Hell, I am pretty sure it would be a suburban Midwestern mall around Christmas time.

*Everclear - 'I Will Be Hating You For Christmas'

Craigslist Musical Dedication Of The Day

you: Prius guy; me: not a hooker (redhead in purple fishnets) - w4m


Reply to: pers-950908512@craigslist.org [?]
Date: 2008-12-09, 8:45AM EST



Me: A redhead on a bicycle, in fishnets and a short skirt, biking home from the Short North

You: A guy driving a Prius who tried to hire me for sexual services.

There I was, biking along, thinking it would be smarter to ride down Goodale than along the bigger streets at dusk because I didn't have my light or helmet. Now, I don't walk down Goodale much because it's where all the hookers work and I don't want to interfere. But it seemed safe by bike.

So when you slowed down to pass me in your Prius, I was a little apprehensive. Sure enough, "Want to make some money?" you asked. I was startled, though. You didn't look like the usual sleazebags who trawl these corners. I said no, with a smile. I should've been more firm, I guess.

(I admit that my getup was a bit more suggestive than usual, my mini-kilt draped over my bike seat, my tall boots making pedaling a little difficult. Nothing naughtier than you'd see street punks wearing anywhere, though. And who tries to pick up a hooker who's riding a bike? I am not a hooker, for the record, though I'm not offended. I have a science PhD, which might earn me less at first, but so far it's seemed to be the best use of my talents.)

Anyway, I said no. And I kept biking. And you kept tailing me slowly in your Prius. Half a block later, you asked again and I answered more firmly, though still (too) politely. And then again, further along. By then I had a plan in mind to keep you from following me to my house, but you gave up at that point.

So what gives? Do you come here often? In a city of yuppie geeks, why does a not-unattractive man with a Prius need to find a streetwalker on that particular corner of crack whores? Did I inspire visions of kinky sex? Did I, with my messenger bag and commuter bike, look like the type to mete out exotic punishments? Are you just having a dry spell? And how much money are we talking?

I'm actually curious. (Not interested, but curious.)

******

Everclear - 'You Make Me Feel Like A Whore' MP3

All The Albums I've Loved Before: "Sparkle And Fade"

'Sparkle And Fade' is a total time-warp album for me. I use this phrase a lot, probably over use it...but you have to consider the source. I am someone who thinks in song lyrics, and remembers everything, EVERYTHING as being set to a song, All of my best, and worst, memories have a soundtrack. This Everclear album was that soundtrack for a significant amount of time in my life...most of spring and summer of 1995. One of those formative years in my life, no doubt. One of those years where I made a LOT of mistakes, and one of those years I was really starting to turn to music in all times of doubt.

Songs like 'Summerland', 'Pale Green Stars', 'Strawberry' have all served me so well over the years, immortalizing this album on my little music blog doesn't seem like nearly enough, but I am not so well connected, so I do what I can.

'Don't fall down now, you will never get up'

05SummerlandEverclear.mp3

12PaleGreenStarsEverclear.mp3

14MySexualLifeEverclear.mp3