the emperor's tomb

still waiting for an oportunity to use the phrase " the greatest thing that has ever been organized in the history of the world ever".

don't think anyone got my solipsism crack this morning.

hooverphonic were all set to be my very favourite band until they released the magnificent tree, which is still one of the most atrocious albums i've heard, save the title track, for which i keep the album in my collection. i'm listening to it now. it's as if i still can't get over how awful it is. 'it can't be that bad!' i'll think, but yes, it can be that bad, and, in fact it IS that bad. i should just get rid of it, but the title track steals the guitar bit from the beginning of crosby stills and nash's guinnevere and puts it under luxury-sedan-at-night-in-the-countryside euro-gloss, rather than a relatively trite hippie love song. the rest of the album is forced and really quite awkward though. yuck.

saw bullitt tonight. there is an entire scene near the film's beginning, set during dinner, that exists solely, so far as i can tell, to showcase the flute-rock band at the front of the restaurant.

oh, yes, the wine. tonight i drank a syrah from argentina, i think. still left on the rack are a pinotage from south america and a little penguin shiraz from australia. i've never had the former before, but i know i like the latter. it's spicy! very exciting. i had another shiraz last night that was bad. broad, wide, watery, bland. it fell all over. i wouldn't get it again.

now, low's secret name. still can't pick a favourite low album, but i am leaning between secret name and the great destroyer. the latter is worthy of a lot more study that i've had time to give it. the great destroyer. 'sometimes your voice is not enough'. i think i'll start the day off tomorrow with when i go deaf, because it's an appropriate frame of mind. i'll also keep track of a random 10-song run on my shuffle feature at work. i have nearly 1,000 songs now. now in the booklet for import:

archer prewitt, three (2002)
veda hille, here is a picture (1998)
cowboy junkies, one soul now (2004)
steely dan, coutdown to ecstasy (1973)
mark eitzel, the ugly american (2003)
blue rodeo, palace of gold (2002)
blue rodeo, the days in between (2000)
nick drake, bryter layter (1970)
the sea and cake, oui (2000)
zumpano, look what the rookie did (1995)
kate bush, hounds of love (1985)
morrissey, vauxhall and i (1994)
broadcast, work and non work (1997)
american music club, everclear (1991)
alpha, stargazing (2004)

i'll be taking at least one, in some cases no more, from each of those albums tomorrow. i'll try to do all of my work at school. i don't get paid enough to take my work home, and if i make this job my life, then the terrorists will have won. it comes down to professionalism.