When: July 2007
Where: Jim MacQuarrie’s car
Who: Several people
Weather: Hot but unseasonably humid.
Smashing Pumpkins in name only of course.
Some friends of mine were going down to Monterey Park to get some business cards. I was particularly excited to get a box of free business cards for my mostly theoretical production company Septentrionale.
Next: Velvet Revolver, now that’s problematic.
When: March 2004
Where: Home Ec, Barnhart Middle School
Who: Several Classmates
Mrs. Hall was a nice old lady, but she let us listen to our music when we did our sewing. This wasn’t always a good thing. Sometimes a song would come on we weren’t sure she’d approve of, and in our embarrassment we would start conversations and keep the volume up until the song was over. Such was the life of the private school student.
Once it was a particularly objectionable song– a soft and cuddly cover of a gangsta rap– and we ended up all yelling at each other. When it was finally over, this song came on, and we could go back to normal.
Next: Muse arrives, aggravates.