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wickedfleaHaven't posted much lately -- nothing this week, I guess. I've been so tired... Tuesday night after class, I was sitting in front of my computer just laughing my ass off at how tired I was. Delirious, I guess. I had just about recovered from my whirlwind trip to Florida when I went to the Phil & Friends show in Birmingham on Monday night. I got home from that around 2:30 a.m., then had to get up for my typical Tuesday from hell, and so on from there.
Anyway.
Phil & Friends show was enjoyable but weird. As I mentioned before, Phil Lesh is the bassist from the Grateful Dead, and he's now touring with a changing cast of bandmembers that currently includes Warren Haynes, who was the main reason I went. That whole Dead culture is very strange to me, because I was never a part of it at all. My musical background is mostly punk, metal, and indie rock, and it takes a lot for me to be able to wrap my head around a lot o' that Dead stuff. To me, a lot of the endless jamming (though I hesitate to use that word, for that implies playing together, and the Dead stuff often doesn't sound like that) seems pointless because it rarely seems to climax, but I'm willing to acknowledge that maybe I just don't "get it." I will say that there was a lot of inspired playing by some fantastic musicians the other night, even if I wasn't able to grasp it all.
I also wondered what would happen if I started slamdancing -- I'll tell you, I was really tempted to knock some of those funky bastards on their asses. :) That's the other thing about going to non-punk/metal shows -- I never know what to do with myself. I feel like a stiff just standing there, but I'm NOT going to start twirling around and flailing my arms in front of my face like some of those people.
I've also been working on putting together the student literary journal. I'm a fiction editor, though I guess I'm billed as assistant editor this time because I'm basically responsible for laying everything out and making sure it's ready to go to the printer. It's kind of time-consuming, but I really enjoy that kind of stuff -- the actual process of publication.
I have to work on seminar papers this weekend -- ugh. I have ideas, but I haven't done anything on them yet. I've never quite gotten the hang of this "preparation" notion.
Anyway.
Phil & Friends show was enjoyable but weird. As I mentioned before, Phil Lesh is the bassist from the Grateful Dead, and he's now touring with a changing cast of bandmembers that currently includes Warren Haynes, who was the main reason I went. That whole Dead culture is very strange to me, because I was never a part of it at all. My musical background is mostly punk, metal, and indie rock, and it takes a lot for me to be able to wrap my head around a lot o' that Dead stuff. To me, a lot of the endless jamming (though I hesitate to use that word, for that implies playing together, and the Dead stuff often doesn't sound like that) seems pointless because it rarely seems to climax, but I'm willing to acknowledge that maybe I just don't "get it." I will say that there was a lot of inspired playing by some fantastic musicians the other night, even if I wasn't able to grasp it all.
I also wondered what would happen if I started slamdancing -- I'll tell you, I was really tempted to knock some of those funky bastards on their asses. :) That's the other thing about going to non-punk/metal shows -- I never know what to do with myself. I feel like a stiff just standing there, but I'm NOT going to start twirling around and flailing my arms in front of my face like some of those people.
I've also been working on putting together the student literary journal. I'm a fiction editor, though I guess I'm billed as assistant editor this time because I'm basically responsible for laying everything out and making sure it's ready to go to the printer. It's kind of time-consuming, but I really enjoy that kind of stuff -- the actual process of publication.
I have to work on seminar papers this weekend -- ugh. I have ideas, but I haven't done anything on them yet. I've never quite gotten the hang of this "preparation" notion.
