I had so much fun tonight! I saw Beach House tonight at Prospect Park with Matt. I’d never been to the Prospect Park Bandshell before, and it was a beautiful venue.
They did “Gila” (which was mindblowing live) and a bunch of stuff from Teen Dream.
It’s 2 a.m. and I’m just starting work. I don’t think I can get much done. I really shouldn’t have gone to the show tonight. Also, after Beach House, I had to stand through two hours of the anodyne, forgettable stylings of The National while these two drunk fools screamed the lyrics in our ears all night. I probably would have enjoyed the show much more if it weren’t for those Westchester douchebags, but I think I have to face the fact that I find most non-electronic music extremely boring.
Speaking of interesting electronic music, I’ve been listening to a lot of Autechre this week. They have such a vast discography that I was pretty daunted, but I decided to step in at “Gantz Graf” era. It’s great reading music—enough going on to keep your brain chewing on the hidden melodies, but no distracting lyrics or crescendos to distract from the pleasure of the text.
I’m writing this instead of the news items I should be writing. The long phone conversation with Christen, which I thoroughly enjoyed, didn’t help my procrastination either. I feel like I have no time to do work because my sleep schedule is so off-kilter with everyone I know (especially Matt’s). He goes to sleep and I’m up for hours and hours afterwards. I initially liked that because people that are night owls end up having a reinforcing effect on my insomnia (hello Marvin). Not that that’s a bad thing, but it’s bad if you hang out with the person a lot. (Thankfully, Marvin is a consummate flake.)
Speaking of people from the university, I might be going with Jorge to Nacoteque on Friday. I’ve never been, but they hold it so infrequently it might be a fun night out.
I’m drinking a big cup of Earl Grey to get myself pumped to write, but it isn’t happening yet (or is it?). I’m just going to open a document and write a title for each one. That’s it.