way of the sun

i go to rock shows alone for the solipsism. i find a rock show alone is an excellent time for intense self-reflection. tonight proved no different. i saw archer prewitt at the media club. i have all of his albums, and i know them note-for-note. with the exception of the one new song he played tonight, i knew everything. i knew the riffs, the swells, the climaxes. i got nervous when he started to play cheap rhyme because i love the trumpet climax so much. then, just when i was waiting for it, the keyboard player picked up a trumpet. hooray! he played almost the entire wilderness album, and several songs from three. i saw archer prewitt before in toronto, in 2002 before i had heard any of his albums, just the song final season. since then i've collected everything.

i listened to archer prewitt's three a lot during 2003's elections. other songs that i associate with spring 2003:
-toto, africa
-gowan, moonlight desires and strange animal
-the cardigans, for what it's worth

and albums from 2003:
-damon and naomi, more sad hits
-beth gibbons, out of season
-kristin hersh, the grotto
-saint etienne, built on sand

for 2004, the bad year, i made an album. the track list is here: i hear a symphony.

the only two songs that i associate with 2005:
-the beatles, and your bird can sing, which i heard in kinkos as amanda, kevin and i were getting our senate posters printed at 3 AM.
-the beatles, she said she said.

this year, i won't associate anything at all with the election cycle. it's a major step. my last three years have been dominated by this event, and i'm taking a pass.