Pessimistic optimism

Like a pilot’s insatiable longing for airport scotch, we’re back. Huh? Good morning. It’s late but early. It’s all relative. Uncle Frank. We do our best thinking a night. After a hot shower and a hint of lavender oil. Soft lighting and low music. It was around this time nearly 7 months ago on a night not unlike tonight that we discovered alternative uses for bacon grease. With gas prices so high, we’ll try anything once.

John Vanderslice probably doesn’t worry much about the cost of gasoline. He’s more concerned with touring and making great records. Records such as his latest, “Cellar Door” for instance. He’ll be at N.6th in Brooklyn on 6.20.04 w/ Pedro The Lion. Both great acts, both environmentally conscience we would assume. That’s a nice thing to assume about someone. We hope they’re not driving across the country throwing fast food wrappers out the window. They don’t seem like the type of folks to do such a thing.

Who are we kidding? Our sense of smell has almost completely disappeared. We haven’t showered in days. Going to do that now. media5