The music in my head

This is the music that's been in my head, that makes me dance in my cubicle. It's the opening of a kid's show called Pecola. It's so addictive. Won't. Get. Out. Of. My. Head!


And now, I'm going to bed!

I wish I was at a Hootenanny in Harlem! Or in CA...

In the interests of not being passive about enjoying this whole temporary (?) happiness, I've been looking for stuff I would like to do. Since Memphis is a HUGE music town, of course I looked to see what bands were going to be playing in the near future.

Oh. My. God. There are so many good shows, both here and elsewhere, that I almost had a conniption fit. But what just about sealed my coffin was The Hootenanny. Three of the bands I'd give my left lady-nut to see this summer will be there: Rev Ho, Horrorpops, and Nekromantix. And there are several others I'd love to see as well. Of course, something this cool isn't in Memphis. Nope, this is in California, on the 4th of July.

Guess where I'm spending Independence Day? No, really, guess. I'll wait while you think about it.

I dithered, going back and forth, for about 72 hours about whether or not I would go. Not whether I wanted to go; that was never in doubt! But my practical, staid side was arguing against the crazy expense of a holiday weekend in CA just for a show (even a hella-sweet show); my girls-just-wanna-fun side was saying that I deserve an effing vacation, the first in over two years, after dealing with a miscarriage, unemployment, joyless employment, and a mental breakdown. So yeah, I finally decided for good last night that for once in my life, I can get nuts and just do something I want to do for the hell of it.

And for those of you playing the home game, here are some other shows coming up in the next couple of months in this general area that I'm considering:

May

8: Horrorpops- Jacksonville, FL

9: Horrorpops- Atlanta, GA

9: The Veronicas- Nashville, TN

June

3: Detroit Cobras- Memphis, TN

5: Detroit Cobras- Birmingham, AL

6: Detroit Cobras- Atlanta, GA

14: The Veronicas- Memphis, TN

19 & 20: The Gories / The Oblivians- Memphis, TN <-- yes, the fucking Oblivians and the Gories are doing reunion shows here!

19: Reverend Horton Heat- New Orleans, LA

July

3: Nekromantix / RevHo- Tuscon, AZ

4: The Hootenanny (see luscious goodness above)

10 & 11: Nekromantix / RevHo- Seattle, WA

Happy, happy, joy, joy

I have felt so hesitant to post this past week, and it's for the exact opposite reason than you think: I've been happy. I know that probably sounds nuts, but I've felt so emotionally okay that it's almost been scary. Like, "what's waiting around the corner, because there's no way I could actually feel this good for too long without it all crashing down."

I guess it's because I don't have a freaking clue from whence it came. If I didn't know any better I'd think someone was slipping E--or prozac-- into my water bottle or something. It happened a couple of weeks after I wrote the emotional vomit post: I just woke up one day, and it was a good day. I was humming and singing at work, even doing a little dance step around my cubicle every now and then. I wanted to hang out with friends. I thought about trying to recreate a social life, and started looking for bands and things to do out and about in the city. I felt good, and it didn't go away the next day. Or the next. Or the one after that.

Don't get me wrong; I'm not on perma-grin or anything. I've had pissy moments, and impatient moments, and sad moments. But they've been fairly fleeting, and the happy has been far outweighing the sad. I have even-- get this-- not completely fallen apart at the thought of being childless. I don't know, maybe this is the upswing of some massive emotional seesaw that's going to bust my ass once Fat Albert jumps off the other end. Maybe it is, but I've decided to just roll with it, and enjoy feeling fairly happy as long as it lasts.

Thursday quickie

I keep snickering to myself as the sickest song in existence keeps rolling through my head: Prom Night Dumpster Baby from "Family Guy".  I keep humming it, too, and I really hope no one knows the tune, as it completely ruin my quiet, sweet & meek reputation here at work.

 

Heh.

PSAs for the day

Seeing as I'm a product of the times-- ie, I can only seem to retain about five phone numbers in my memory—I no longer have phone numbers for most of you guys, since the Glorious Mugging of '09 resulted in the loss of my cell phone… and the accumulated numbers of the last 15 years or so.

 

So I'm sending out a general plea for phone numbers and contact info to those of you who know me in "real life": please drop me an email at any of the addresses you have, and give me your info.  And if you have info for mutual friends, feel free to send it, too.

 

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For the fertility-challenged: is there any word from Cali today???  I can't go to blogs while I'm at work, but I get my comments via email, so PLEASE leave a comment if you know anything!!!