Why wouldn’t you waste the afterlife?

January 4th, 2007

I had a post written yesterday about various things, but then I forgot to post it. Then, tonight I forgot to bring the laptop home from work. Indicative, perhaps. Now I’m here, though, on the old craptop, with a million thoughts swimming around my head and a post-gig euphoria that won’t leave.

It was a pretty awesome evening.

Firstly – they opened with Ocean Breathes Salty. Only one of my favourite Modest Mouse songs, if not all time favourite songs, ever. They played most from Good News etc. and a decent amount from Moon and Antarctica. The encored with Bury Me With It – I nearly burst, I swear to god. They played THE VIEW. And the version of Float On was worth the price of admission alone. Brock was talking so fast I barely understood a word he said (something about koala’s being adorable? I dunno) but when he was playing it was like it was spewing forth from inside of him – the spasms and sounds and movements emanating from his body were like those from a thing possessed.

And on the way home Dave Callan called me a treasure. I’ve been trying to tell people from some time now that I’m a treasure. VALIDATION, FINALLY!

;)

I’m going to bed tonight one happy girl.


One Response to “Why wouldn’t you waste the afterlife?”

  1. Benjamin on January 4, 2007 12:43 am

    Here I lie in a lost and lonely part of town held in time in a world of tears I slowly drown going home I just can t make it all alone I really should be holding you holding you loving you loving you

    tragedy when the feelings gone and you can t go on it s tragedy when the morning cries and you don t know why it s hard to bear with no one to love you you re going nowhere tragedy when you lose control and you ve got no soul it s tragedy when the morning cries and you don t know why it s hard to bear with no one beside you you re going nowhere

    Night and day there s a burning down inside of me oh burning love with a yearning that won t let me be down I go and I just can t take it all alone I really should be holding you holding you loving you loving you

    tragedy when the feelings gone and you can t go on it s tragedy when the morning cries and you don t know why it s hard to bear with no one to love you you re going nowhere tragedy when you lose control and you ve got no soul it s tragedy when the morning cries and you don t know why it s hard to bear with no one beside you you re going nowhere

    tragedy when the feelings gone and you can t go on it s tragedy when the morning cries and you don t know why it s hard to bear with no one to love you you re going nowhere tragedy when you lose control and you ve got no soul it s tragedy when the morning cries and your heart just dies it s hard to bear with no one beside you you re going nowhere

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