Thursday, January 20, 2005
dad, I don't think people like you
it's just me against the world.
[rejection makes you feel. due to someone's mistake, my name was invisible on a guest list for the aesop rock/mr. lif verbal giveaway tonight and I was sorta heated because I dont make much loot writing for music rags so I get my kicks by getting in free to shows. what a bunch of absentminded folk these musicians are. but, to make a short story longer I turned my blueness into purpleness by coming home and throwing some Lightning Hopkins on the turntable. and while I tapped along with my big toe I realized that I didnt really want to go see Mr. Lif tell me to get louder when I've seen KRS do it a gazillion times better or hear a verbose rapper do the bunnyhop onstage while a tickytack DJ does two-steps with his fingers. hiphop shows nowadays are like going to little league games with a cardboard box on your head. they're just not fun anymore.]
