Entries from April 2007

April 30, 2007

I’m Sorry I Hated SXSW but I Have a Valid Reason

Oh no…don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to come off as a venting, disgruntled employee. I’ve thought hard about my “job” and my place in the “industry” and I still feel passionately about The Dears - I have hope and I believe in the future. We are lucky to be working with some very [...]

April 28, 2007

BackBlog: SXSW 2007

The music industry is unforgiving on its own; so why would we want to collect all these miserable people in one city? And then…”I know, let’s invite the musicians along. They’ll do anything for a laugh. Just look at Andrew W.K.” A fiendish plot! Look at our industry: it’s one that drains the soul and [...]

April 26, 2007

The Why? Blog (Contains Darkness)

Why are we fascinated with suffering? Obviously we try to avoid all forms of suffering, yet we can’t leave it be. Take the “coming of age” story: growing up is the single most definite, painful, and - dare I say - excruciating ten years of our lives (for some it never ends). The sucky thing [...]

April 22, 2007

Space Travel

Do you know it only takes two hours to travel from the International Space Station back to Earth? That is blowing my mind, considering the hours, and hours and HOURS we spend in transit while on tour: 12 hours just to get from London to Kuala Lumpur, 8 hours just waiting at Heathrow, the world’s [...]

April 21, 2007

Thursday in the Garden

I have taken on an adversary larger than myself. It looks unassuming now, a short, yellow cornflower-like weed. A fluffy line of them, cute against the stone of the house. But its been growing unchecked for years now. Its growing underneath rocks, hugging the foundation, hiding in the armpits of other plants. I don’t even [...]

April 20, 2007

The Naming of the Blog

Picking a username is like picking a dj name. I used to dj before everyone was a dj: I was pre-iPod. I lugged a huge carrier bag of CDs (retardedly, still in their cases) to the Bifteck two or three nights a week. Then I destroyed the shoulder strap (and my shoulder) of several Salvation [...]