SYMPTOM OF THE UNIVERSE

existential dread, subjective media and news reviews and opinionated but not necessarily well-informed commentary.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

9th Ave & 14th street in the rain. Shiny cobblestones that have been there for at least 75 years.

I need to get my hands on a fair amount of actual cobblestones to construct a walk in my backyard. They are rather expensive, costing somewhere around $3 apiece at a place like home Depot... I know of an abandoned, unattended pile of them in a semi-secluded spot. Grappling with the concept of boomerang karma has stupidly kept me from grabbing what I need to finish the project which is now a muddy mess that needs to completed.

Yo La Tengo has released Prisoners of Love: A Smattering of Scintilliating Senescent Songs, 1985-2003 - an record full of the stuff that makes this band very difficult to describe and categorize. On one hand they are a droning, Velvet Underground type indie rock band, complete with both Lou Reed and Nico-type vocals, then they have records of acoustic, pretty songs washed in pedal steel, squalling punk distortion freakouts and odd jazz-tinged mellow little ditties. It has been played a lot on my Ipod lately, along with the previously fawned-over Doves, who appeared on Jay Leno last night. It is possible that they will rise to the prominence of Coldplay... mark my words, little people.

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