Seriously, everyone knows the glory that is Law and Order, but someone should tell TNT (the network, not the Minnesota band Dana loves so dearly) to stop playing so many back-to-back episodes. By now they should understand that three straight episodes is extremely detrimental to the fabric of our capitalistic democracy. You can't work in front of that show. Throw in the fact that the last episode of the triple crown combined forces with Homicide in one all-star crossover about the murder of a 14 year old super model. Did anyone else see this? It was four hours of sheer bliss that prevented me from getting any further than my kitchen to cook some dinner.

Since Last Night Was A Wash ::

Let me drop a couple dimes right here. First piece of silver moneys comes courtesy of yesterday's commenter who pointed out that my iPod shuffle rarely delivers any ska. Now my suspicions lead me to believe it was either Mina or Dan who left that comment since they both are expert skankers. If you know well, then you might have a clue that I was a big ska-punk kid back in high school. There wasn't much reasoning behind this except that all the shows were super fun and they were basically the only bands that rolled through State College's Crowbar on a regular basis. The college town boomed thanks to the ska era, and it even extended down to Pittsburgh where we made many trips to Club Laga. We ruled the central PA ska scene with a four strong iron fist, but all good things much come to an end.

Upon moving to NYC in 1999, I decided to leave most of my ska records behind in search of something new that challenged me a bit. My first group of friends introduced me to the whole DJ culture. I absorbed bands like Daft Punk, DJ Shadow, DJ Premier and DJ Spooky at a mile a minute. Though I'd never turn away from those artists, the scene they created wasn't for me. This landed me on the front steps of Weinstein talking to Lou because he was out there more than anyone. He was a consistent anti-social who was clad in a Minor Threat t-shirt. As a sincere lover of Fugazi, I approached him and he completely flipped my shit by introducing me to old hardcore and classic New York rock. This began my headfirst dive into rudimentary rock n' roll and my eventual resurface in the world of indie rock.

The big personal question lies in the idea of what's next? Is it time for me to move on? Though it feels like I've found a solid state with indie rock, I've never really understood where a kid like me fits in the big picture. Maybe it's time to move on. Is hip hop a logical progression? Maybe a move to something like trance or Top 40. Ok, this is all bullshit, but it makes me wonder how long I can keep up this front. Maybe I can help Katie Notop start her long overdue ska revolution. Isn't it time to make the mid to late 90's retro? I think so.

Airing my grievances on this blog gets more difficult everyday, but that was the original reason to start a blog. Maybe I should start something new, something anonymous; a ghost blog of sorts. Wait, who am I kidding? I have two jobs and attempt to manage this website. This reminds me... anyone out there who has job opportunities come across their desk, please send them my way. I'm dying to get out of my current position in academic administration. It feels like a huge waste of everyone's time.

Ok, I'm done bitching. Someone make me happy.

This Morning's iPod Shuffle ::

Endless Shovel, Rogue Wave
Debaser, Pixies
Foolish Little Girl, The Shirelles
Gedenkminute (Fur A+K), Neu!
Little Friends, Ponys
One, Eno / Bono / The Edge
A Final Warning, Caribou
Rudi, A Message To You, The Specials (I swear!)
Cut Your Hair, Pavement
She Cracked, Modern Lovers

And now for Kyle's two impressions of British people: 1. Ding Dong, I'm a biscuit. 2. Pip Pip, buy some car insurance. The first person to guess the origin of these two phrases wins something... I don't know what, but you win.