friday june 1 2001    |    1:10 a.m.

what better way to kick-start june than in the company of friends?

so what if these friends just happen to be:

     a) all in your head, and
     b) the reigning lovegods of indie rock?

and so i give you a few words from the man himself, mr. pollard:

We started out as lo-fi as you can get, and each album sounded better, so it's been a gradual process. It's not like we just dove in to high fidelity. Mag Earwhig sounded better than Under The Bushes and Under The Bushes sounded better than Alien Lanes. Gradually, the sound fidelity has gotten better. I wanted to do that anyway; I wanted to make a good-sounding record from the beginning. We just never had the resources. Then, once we started working with a four-track, and found out that we could do as many as twenty songs in a day, we kind of got addicted to it. We did three albums like that. Then there were people who said, "Well, we're tired of this lo-fi shit, when are you going to do something that's listenable?" Then we did, and the same people go, "Well, I like the lo-fi stuff better." You can't please other people, you just have to please yourself. I want to make big rock.

(from ink19.)

and also, much to my chagrin, i have to admit that this jim greer is not this jim greer, the one i thought he was when i reviewed the new album at the radio station. #3 just discovered this and informed me as i waxed poetic about the wrong jim. so i just undertook an hour-long google search for the missing mr. greer, and came up empty-handed -- save for the occasional mention in conjunction with the band, or album reviews of the impostor-mr.-greer's work (which, by the way, is quite good). so please, if you know anything about the long-lost jim -- i was a big fan of his spin magazine articles back when, -- tell me.

also -- and this is long long overdue, -- thank you for the article. extended commentary soon i promise; i just have to get it together.

also, let it be known that gbv is playing the siren music festival in nyc (it's free!) in july: she talks about it a bit. i want to go and hang out with her and meet #3 there. sigh.

as for myself, lately, this is what's been going on, more or less, and in list-form cos i wanna:

1. lots of smiling to myself and waiting for 10 pm to roll around so i can talk to someone on the phone.

2. breaking up with the record label.

3. thinking about getting my shit together.

4. reading and writing weepy emails and making phonecalls and otherwise being in touch with julie & fritz.

5. revising a couple of lines of my résumé a day.

6. being uninspired.

7. putting together packages.

8. singing along to things like the brothers johnson and robbie williams and wishing i had some abba cds while smoking cigarettes and weathering cramps (the logical explanation for all this excess).

9. staying away from writing diaryland entries because i'm too busy being boring. (i have also, incidentally, been listening to the pet shop boys. and what?)

not going out with a bang tonight, no. i'll let the date (as in today's date) be bang enough. the unofficial beginning of summer and, according to rob brezsny, a good time for fishes.