It’s a lazy day. Exhausted from carrying far, far too much musical equipment back and forth and back and forth and back and forth across the Oberlin campus, we find our heroes crashing on couches in the Aaron Abode. Aabode? Hrm.
Sharif has to be back for work, so he’s on the road, driving steadily homeward, but Heather and I are just draping ourselves like lazy kittens here and there through out the town.
Heather’s hunting through Aaron’s hard drive for old We’re About 9 music that she hasn’t gotten her hands on yet… she’s found a lot of it, but as of yet can’t figure out how to move it from point a to point b.
Anywho, I’m not really sure, but this trip out has been extra exhausting. I think mostly because we haven’t had any beds to sleep in. We’ve gotten uber-spoiled, in that almost every place we’ve gone, up till now, has had a guest room or something for us to crash in. Unfortunately for our current predicament – Sarah’s place only has the worst foldy outy bed in the history of man’s creation of foldy outy beds, and Aaron has hardwood floors. I’ve become a pansy, and I’m not afraid to admit it. Gosh, I want softness.
In the “good things” category, we have the publication of Heather’s post to a body modification ezine – Go to http://www.bmezine.com/pierce/01-ear/A40422/earillus.html. That’s my story. Two more weeks and I go back to get measured for the barbell. Yay! as well as a new article about us in the Prince George’s Community College OWL (look for the entertainment link on the left).
Since we’re just putting some weird links up in the Journal at the moment, I also feel it is important to post a link to monstrous thing that inspired soo much conversation last night – the horrid camel spider. Sweet mother of God. Amy, those bastards are ALL yours.
Today we went over to WOBC and did a little half-hour with local DJ Cosmic. Things were a bit chaotic, but it was awesome to find a radio studio big enough that it had an actual piano inside. We held our collective breath as Sharif checked it out – he played… and played… and proclaimed that it was good. So happy.
And so we used WOBC to record a couple of songs that we really wanted on tape – Will, PUSH, Steel, and the much demanded In the Water.
Well, some other kids popped out the feeds for our recording mix really close to the end of PUSH and played hip hop until well into In the Water – so we’ve got really interesting remixes of that… now. My heart sort of really sunk when we heard that. It’s been kind of a rough day of technical glitches and rushing and finger-pointing. Pleck.
Hrm. Well, I’ve sort of glossed over the whole point of the festival, but now that their speaker is sitting in the Living room with us, speaking of energies and magiks… I never know what to say. It’s not that I disbelieve, it’s just that I’m not particularly a believer in anything.
Sharif doing a soundcheck at the Beltane festival –>
It seems that everyone else is so much more vastly educated that I am – I can’t bandy around the terminology that ANYONE in Oberlin seems to be able to… I feel perhaps… ignorant. Aaron seems entranced, and they now have moved to biocomputing and genetics… and now the photon emissions of DNA. I’ll have to ask this guy’s name again and put up a link. He’s fascinating to watch – his energy and his charisma, it’s obvious why they flew him in to speak. It’s funny, he reminds me (visually) very much of Gary Oldham from that movie with Harrison Ford as the President of the United States, where Gary is a Russian terrorist zealot. Amazingly charismatic, and burning.
