Firstly, because no one in my immediate circle is looking like they will be directly affected at the moment. And Dawn and I have a pretty good amount of job security at the moment. But I do feel for the people that screwed by bad mortgages and shady investment bankers (isn’t that all of them?).
OK, now that the pleasantries are out of the way, lets get selfish:
-Less cars on the road: less traffic, less gas burned, less demand for cars and gas.
-Car makers building higher value cars, with better fuel efficiency. It’s kinda nerdy, but I have a desire deep down inside to drive an all-electric Mini Cooper.
-The absolutely retarded world of the musical instrument industry will (hopefully) come to its senses. Used/vintage stuff is obscenely overpriced. Gibson is raising prices by double digit percentages while skimping on quality. As soon as people stop buying overpriced shit like brand new $5000 guitars “relic-ed” to look old, normal dudes like me that just like to make music just might become able to get some good sounding stuff at reasonable prices.
-Housing prices are plummeting. Needless to say, I would love to own a house one day. Loans will be harder to get, but that’s why we pay attention to building good credit, right? Right?
-The music industry as we know it could finally be put out of its misery. Right now it’s bloodied and beaten, laying on the floor of some backwater Texan chapel (only way less awesome and ass-kicking, like The Bride), waiting for Bill to come finish it/her off. [Admittedly, I was thinking that was a good analogy at the beginning, but now I realize it kinda sucks. Sorry.] I like the idea that becoming a musician isn’t an automatic meal ticket for fameseekers.
-Public Works. Remember that brilliant package of borderline-socialist economic stimulus plans? No, the one that started in 1933. FDR? Keynes? Ring a bell? Yeah, The New Deal, dig it. Farm programs, WPA… Good shit could really be done, all while stimulating employment and spending. Dear Mr. Next President Who I Hope Isn’t That Fascist Moron John McCain: Hook it up. Build us some roads and schools and stuff. Oh, and while your at it, subsidise the arts and artists.
Also check out this article.
And I’m reeeeeealllly excited about seeing My Bloody Valentine next week:
20 minute long free-noise closer?
Body massaging stage volume?
“Only 30” of Kevin Shields’ “hundreds” of guitar pedals?
$460,000 spent on sound equipment?
In Santa Monica?
For a best-case-scenario quality reunion performance?
Fuck, yes please.
Mind-fucking Mogwai gig the other night
Raconteurs on Monday @ The Greek
Matador Records being the only good record label. (And Dischord too, duh.)
The Traveling Wilburys
Impending fall (seasonally)
Getting my favorite jeans back from being mended
Gabe from Videogum (Example: “I believe that my limited experience as Governor of Zings more than qualifies me to be the Vice President of Zings.”)
Finally (almost) completing my pedalboard
The Ben Kingsley/Minor Threat video (look it up, I haven’t the energy)
And this picture (Thurston gets around):
Ultimate Fighting’s popularity (and the dumb-ass Affliction shirts that go along with it)
Bands that dress like 1800’s train conductors (I’m looking at you Dr. Dog & Fleet Foxes)
Not getting off my ass and onto one of the old shredsticks
Needing a new ride
WaMu going to shit
Trying to install Norton at work
Dawn being in Tahoe (on business! wtf?) without me
The new adidas store not being open yet
Not having a good phono preamp (Shit! The Batcat 12″ is on the way! Roky Erickson is in those little grooves!)
Item 1: Republicans
Please Democratic Party, resist the urge to fuck this one up. You have it so easy. I wouldn’t put it past you though, and I’m gonna be stressed out at least until November.
[On a related note- guess what I want for my birthday? Hint: it’s on November 4th- which could potentially make it my best or worst birthday ever. And that’s coming from someone who was born the day Regan was elected.]
Item 2: Style (debatable) Over Substance
The dude from Thursday wrote an interesting article about political activism in music. It’s on the Headbanger’s Ball website (haaaaaaaaaa!), and it’s not the best written article on the subect I’ve ever read, but it’s still pretty good. I often (read: constantly) wonder the same thing. I have also resigned myself to the fact that if the Bush Administration can’t bring FUGAZI back together for a protest show or two (or hundred), nothing will.
Item 3: Mogwai Vs. My Ears
I’m worried, because I lost my earplugs. I accidentally threw them out when we moved- they were in an Altoids box (to keep them minty fresh, naturally), that I thought was empty (they’re very light, naturally). We’re (Dawn, Chase, & myself) going to see our favorite Scottish Post-Rock Mostly-Instrumental Genius Titans tonight and I fear my ears are doomed. Work tomorrow may just be a days of ringing ears and “What?” Sacrifices, kids, sacrifices.