ffffffffsssssssss. Ha. Anyway, can you believe no one has typed out the entirety of Get In The Van somewhere? Unbelievable. I’ve been trying to find this Rollins quote about R.E.M and I basically have to find my copy and reread the whole thing. Which is not so bad, but it’s getting down to the end of the year. I wanted to tie the whole R.E.M. thing together tho and it’s bugging me and I’ve blown the segue. And the goddamn end of the year list. I don’t even know if I got 10 albums this year for a list but I’m going to figure that out too. I got top 10s for 2001 and 1991 too that would be pretty dumb to do after this month. Those are good years to look at. What was I really listening to? Gotta think about it. This blog is not what I’m doing with the entirety of my life, people…anyone. Helps me keep things together. A blog could only be year-end lists, couldn’t it? Think I’m killing all the blogging activity with my band/musical project, Hakujin. It’s like painting a statement of purpose into the painting, which I’m sure has been done a dozen different ways by now and I was mostly just fucking with people anyway. The mess started when I put the thing on MySpace. It is not about interaction. Hilarious it ever went in that direction, but I’m that serious about experimentation. Yes, I went to art school. It was relatively affordable then. I had a partial scholarship. Alright? My parents are maybe overly optimistic. I don’t know what any of us was thinking now that I think about it. Sometimes you’ve just gotta hit the reset button on your brain. Shake out the console. Blow on the cartridge. Step back, ponder your metaphor-hoard. Yes, we’ll need some restocking. Ok. Back to work. %