CONSTANTLY on repeat.

My friend from Kelowna’s in town and he invited me to hang out with him.

Sounds cool, until I just phoned him now to confirm and discovered he’s already drunk and he’s hanging out with people that I don’t know that I’ll have to ~introduce~ myself to.

Wish me luck.

(I know I shat on Coachella not too long ago, but the best record store day experience I’ve ever had was flipping through the RSD-only vinyl at the air-conditioned tent there. And when I turned my head to the left, LCD Soundsystem was playing a set, which is the perfect band for that kind of experience.)

Oops, record store day starts in 20 minutes. I’m just going to plug my ears and yell, “la, la, la” for the next 24 hours.

I’m supposed to be either:

a) Working on data entry.

b) Working on editing a short film.

What I’m doing is:

c) “Working” on Advance Wars to up my turn-based strategy game skills.

Sounds like Du Machant channel surfing between shows about geometry.

I know that sounds really weird, and it is, but take my word for it, it’s great.

All I can find of Become Ocean is this little teaser for it for an upcoming performance at Carnegie Hall.

But from what I can hear, it’s incredible sounding. The piece won the Pulitzer Prize for Music recently. Reminds me of Morton Feldman but on a huge scale.

That time I got interviewed for a video two years ago and completely forgot about it until now.

I’m the fat one smoking (i.e. Julian from Sleuth).

If you’re sad you’re not at Coachella, don’t be.

Here’s what you’re missing:

Near-heatstroke.
Sand and dirt in every pore.
1 and a half hours of sleep a night.
Accidentally lying down in someone else’s vomit, then trying to clean your shirt with hand soap.
$15 granola bars.
Walking and standing forever.
People blasting 90’s alt-rock or dubstep at 4 in the morning.

You’re welcome.

Normally I don’t post cat OR guitar solo videos, but I have to say, I identify with this cat greatly.

Basically what I want to do with everyone in a music store.