In the green room.

The lack of light is getting to me a little I think.

Or it could be my winter-driven vitamin-free diet. Or both.

I took today off from the store, mainly to get laundry done... something I neglected to do over the weekend when I had time. It felt a little decadent to take a sunny Wednesday afternoon off and wander around the hood a little.


In the morning I started the process of weeding through the storage stacks where I've relegated my Surgery Radio promos. Trying to figure out which ones should get databased and which ones should be repurposed in some manner. They date from late 2005 to now... not sure of the count... but it was fun sitting the "computer room" and listening, drinking too strong coffee.

The Xmas phone calls have been coming in with predictable frequency and disorientation for the last little while. People looking for country CDs or Xmas CDs or country Xmas CDs. Everyone loves "music" at Xmas.

I've been enjoying a blog I came across that makes available all sorts of crazy indie and foreign films. So far I've snatched an Arthur Russell documentary, a super-bad, super-fun Italian horror movie called Nude for Satan, a Claire Denis film Trouble Every Day and a Polish film (or collection of short films) called Blood of a Poet. Takes the sting out of Roger's Jumbo Buster of Blocks.

Ok, I have a twelve year old named after leafy greens tapping his toes to a GarageBand masterpiece who needs tossing out. Zip-bam!