back in ‘92 a guy with a guitar walked into a recording studio in Charlottesville, VA and recorded a demo track that glorified the love between a couple begrudgingly cheating on their significant other.
the result of a september day spent in the studio was a track entitled, “say goodbye” and—for this guy steering the ship—it remains one of the more personal and poignant songs that dave matthews ever laid to tape.
enjoy the solo-acoustic-demo from dave matthews:
…and the final-full-band-product that appeared on the album “crash”:
for us here at 1LS, one of the best parts of blogging is having a digitally-permanent record of our lives.
that being said, four years ago I was blogging about the Bush v. Kerry debates…
the more things change, the more they stay the same, eh?
Originally published Sept 30, 2004:
“Debate Impressions”
I’ve been trying to convey the impression I get when I watch Bush speak and tonight Jessi Klein summed it up perfectly.
“Watching Bush talk always gives me that feeling like when you’re watching an alcoholic uncle give a toast at a wedding - you’re just kind of hoping he’ll get through it without messing up too bad, but he inevitably does.”
went for a morning jog and did a set of “8min abs” afterwards b/c i have 8mins but do NOT have abs
got to school early and got the kick ass parking spot right in front of the med building
listened, studied and taught b/c being a doctor is hard
stumbled out of school around 630pm and walked out to the farthest parking lot before remembering #2
started developing a pain in my abdomen around 5pm and feared that my appendix was about to rupture…immediately began to panic about the timing of such an event before remembering the sit-ups from #1
am considering carrying around a little pocket notepad to remind myself of number of sit-ups performed and location of my vehicle.
listening to ryan adams’ “easy tiger” album b/c it’s Fall
earlier today i was trying to think of how i could drive everyone on the internet into an orchestrated-mad-fit-of-jealousy. when i found my new desktop wallpaper, i knew that my question had been answered.
try not to let your brains explode when you see how hard my seahawks-emblazoned-desktop rocks.
the past few weeks worth of economic news have been rather unsettling to say the least; in fact, one of the only comforting developments to come out of the bankrupting of america is that the electorate finally seems to be paying attention to an actual “issue”.
honestly, during that whole “lipstick on a pig” nonsense i thought i was going to lose my brains and call it quits and move to canada w/ the othercoolkids.
for the time being, i’m going to set aside my plans for dual-citizenship and see how things shake out here in jesus land.
the image below is from punditkitchen.com and it really does a nifty job of making me feel better.
in fact, i think i’m going to start using this as my tag line at school when things get crazy.
yeah, this is definitely my new mantra…chill the fuck out…chill the fuck out…chill the fuck out.
note: this post was written a few weeks ago aboard a virgin america flight from LAX to Seattle. if you’re into really old—yet fascinating—material, then please read on.
oh my jesus, the guy sitting in front of me on Virgin America Flight 1717 has someone how found a way to recline his seat nearly 180degrees. if he were any further reclined, his head would be lying in my lap and we’d be locked into an old-fashioned death-stare.
also a kid crapped his pants approximately 30seconds after take-off. not to be out done, his little brother decided to drop a deuce too. the entire plane smelled of poop even before any of us has had a chance to get our drunk on.
virgin america is rad b/c each seat has this groovy lcd screen that ties into a giant media library full of stuff. among the goods is a nifty google maps representation of our flight’s position, altitude and air speed. i must say, i’m dissapointed that we’re currently only travelling at 521mph…isnt that a bit slow? i was expecting more like 700mph. maybe it has something to do with the ‘jet streams’ (whatever the fuck those are…)
a few rows short of first class sits the most amazing couple. BOTH of them are wearing eye patches (pirate style) and to top off the look, homeboy has the raddest bowl cut since george mcfly. i may not be able to take my eyes off these two the entire flight. part of me fears that they may try to commandere the plane swashbuckler-style.
oh and currently, the in-flight computer is reporting that the outside temp is -173F which means that our flight is frozen in a giant block of flying ice.
so i’ve spent the past few weekends traveling around w/ laine and the pretty girl. most recently, we enjoyed the dave matthews band live at the greek theatre in berkeley, ca.
at some point on night #2, laine saw me struggling to hold my camera straight for longer that 2.2 seconds. lucky for you she decided to take over filming duties and caught this super-hard-to-find-rare-collectors-edition of the “fuzzy wuzzy” improv.
now arent you glad i like red wine and laine likes being sober?
based on the absurdity of my iTunes "Top 25 Most Played" list i can't imagine that my neighbors could complain. feel bad, yes...complain NO! 2 days ago
in the quad area outside my apt a girl is sobbing & her friends are consoling her. Buster will not stop barking at them. sympathy FAIL 2 days ago
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