Well… Ryan Hembrey and I have broken up. It’s been brewing for awhile but I couldn’t really come out and say it, I had to wait for the dust to clear. And it’s really hard to know what to say about it here… I don’t want to say anything to make either of us feel weirder than we do already. But this is a pretty major thing in my life and I have to make mention of it somehow! I talked to him and he said it would be alright… said it wouldn’t really bother him any more than it did when the beginning of our relationship was splashed all over the Internet for anyone to look at… ::gulp!!::
I’ve been all depressed lately! Boy problems. Forget the specifics, it’s nothing new, just your normal guy/girl soap-opera stuff… everyone and everything feels really weird and discombobulated right now. I’m not even sure what’s going on or how things will turn out… but THAT’s par for the fuckin’ course, right?
Interesting week, I saw a couple’a good shows… last Sunday night I did the weirdest thing. I met this guy Jake Austen at the Artful Dodger to do some filming for a little documentary thingy that’s going to be inside a VIDEO GAME. I don’t know if I can name names so I won’t do that now, but there’s this great pinball game, and there’s gonna be a CD-Rom version of it — I dunno my videogames, but it’s for one of those really kickass systems that I don’t have like Sega or Playstation or something. This guy Jake Austen, he does a TV show here called Chic-A-Go-Go, which I’ve never seen ‘cuz I’m cable-deprived. He also does the magazine Rocktober, which I have seen. So anyway he’s making this video documentary thing about fans of this particular pinball game. It’s going to be like liner notes inside the game or something. Jake found out from a couple of different people that I was a pinball freak (which I really am). The only thing was, he’d already gotten enough shots of people playing the game; he just needed people to talk about it. I’m a much better player than I am a talker, so he probably didn’t get anything very interesting, but whatever! It was kinda fun to do, and if I made a fool out of myself I’ll be in good company. (hi Bobby! :-)
A show review by Paul Curry that appeared in the July 1998 issue of BURT (Louisville, KY)…
Edith Frost (Sugar Doe/Thursday, May 7th)
Edith Frost is every bit a pleasure. The music on her first album, which was not heavily represented at this show, is haunting and catchy. This time out, she’s previewing the material from her next album, which is scheduled for a September release (?), which means that she’s touring with a rhythm section. I kind of got the idea that the bass player was her boyfriend, but I didn’t ask, and it’s entirely likely that they’re related or he’s gay or whatever, but they had toured alone together before, and they got along really well, as far as I could tell.
Never mind what I said about Good Will Hunting the other day… it’s been on my mind a lot the past week. I just identify with it, it seems like my own life has mimicked that movie in a lot of ways. (Usually I’m playing the Minnie Driver role.) The hard part is getting around to the happy ending, where the incredibly talented and complex, but troubled young protagonist finally starts to understand himself a little better, starts listening to his heart and figuring out how to really open himself up to somebody else. I’ve been attracted to (and dumped by) people like that in my time… and I’ve played the protagonist a few times too. Hell, I’ve made a career out of talking about this shit! ;-) Anyway, it was a good movie, I apologize for fronting on it a little bit.
‘Member when I was bitching last week about not being able to use my "edithfrost.com" domain name? Well, this net-guru guy named Carl Steadman is helping me out with that. (Well — he’s a net-guru compared to ME anyway!) He put a pointer on his server, from edithfrost.com to this Tripod site. I.e., if you type in "http://edithfrost.com/" you’ll get automatically shot over here. It’s just a redirect, so once you get here you’ll see the real URL… but still it’s pretty kewl that you can actually access it that way. He also did a similar pointer for my e-mail address… mail sent to my first name at edithfrost.com gets automatically forwarded to my Yahoo! address. I’m very psyched. I’m sure it was a little bit of a pain in the ass for him to do but I think it’s just neat-o. :-)
I pulled another clumsy stunt last night… I was going into Ryan’s apartment and whacked my head on his mailbox. (It’s mounted up on the doorframe — I don’t think anybody else has had a problem with its location though!) It hurt like hell and I went inside and felt the spot on my head… my hand came down and there was blood all over it!! Ryan’s like "what the hell?!? how did you do that?" I ran into the bathroom and blood is trickling down my face and there’s this gash on my scalp, right on top where I part my hair. It scared me for a minute or two, but the bleeding stopped pretty quickly and you could tell it wasn’t bad enough to warrant going to the hospital or anything. Jeezus… for a person who has no health insurance, I sure could be a lot more careful about where I’m steppin’! (I didn’t even get around to the part of the tour-story where I broke my pinky toe by bludgeoning it against a sofa leg. I’ve only just started to be able to wear regular shoes again… and now I’ve fixed it so I can’t wear hats!!! ;-)
Did I even mention that I got to hang out with my dad and his wife Joy last weekend? They’re from San Antonio and they were only in town for the day but it was great to see Daddy again and show off the new van and the (slightly messy) new apartment. I took ‘em downtown (well, uptown from me!) in the van and we went shopping/strolling, into CompUSA and Border’s. (I bought myself yet another learn-French-in-your-car set of tapes, with the gift certificate I got the last time I played at Border’s.) We had dinner at the Moon Palace in Chinatown. Joy and I talked about music all day… we have somewhat similar tastes so we’re always trying to turn each other on to good stuff. She likes Elliott Smith and gave me a copy of the "Good Will Hunting" soundtrack, not knowing that I already had all his solo stuff! She also gave me CD’s to check out by Patti Rothberg and Holly McNarland… I listened to them this week and they’re pretty poppy but I like ‘em alright.
I’ve been thinking about moving my site for awhile now, I finally did it on Sunday. Originally I was going to try to find a way to get my own domain and be edithfrost.com… I paid the fucking money to Internic about six months ago so the domain name is mine. But I kept looking around for a cheap way to host the thing, and couldn’t find anything. The more I looked around the more pissed off I got! Really, I think the world owes me a homepage, not the other way around. I see so much advertising on the internet every day, why should I have to pay for it?!? I mean you’d think all that inadvertent ad-viewing could subsidize my time and presence online, somehow. I don’t think I should have to pay for e-mail when there’s so many free e-mail services out there, and the same thing goes for web-space. And as soon as I can find some decent free dialup access, I’m gonna drop my Enteract account and go for it!!!
Boo Boo Kitty came home from the animal hospital yesterday evening, all loaded down with pills and potions from the vet. (And a great big bill for me!) Pobrecita… she’s been shaved down to the skin, in a couple of patches on her neck and arm, looks like she’s been through the wringer. She’s happy to be home, that’s for sure… I have her in my bedroom so I can watch her more closely, and Junebug’s stuck in here too, to keep her company. Doesn’t seem very interested in food or water yet, but I did catch her hanging out by the food bowls a minute ago… I couldn’t tell if she was actually eating or drinking anything but at least she’s thinking about it. But she’d better do more than think about it, or I’ll have to take her back to the vet for some nutrition of the subcutaneous liquid variety. Yeeeeechhh.
I’ve had a freaky week. Had a big scare with one of my cats, Boo Boo Kitty… she got very very sick after I left on Thursday to do the Madison and Milwaukee shows. My roommates took her to the animal hospital and I spoke to the vet over the phone several times… she had some kind of freaky infection and there were all these scary complications and various possible causes. She almost died, and even when she pulled through that night, it still sounded so bad that I thought we were going to have to put her to sleep! But luckily, when I got back to Chicago on Saturday, Boo Boo was doing a lot better. She’d pulled out of the crisis somehow and I didn’t have to make any awful decisions for her, after all. I was soooooo relieved I can’t even tell you. She might even get to come home later today. I’ll have to take really special care of her, as she’s still a very sick little kitty, with kidney problems and a few less teeth than she had before… but she does have a chance to live awhile longer and that’s great news to me. I’ve had Boo Boo Kitty and Junebug for ten years now, they’ve always been little sweethearts to me and I want to give them the best lives that I can, you know?
Yes it has been an entire month since I wrote in my stupid diary. How did that happen, I thought I was only gone for 2-1/2 weeks! Oh well. But the tour went great!! We had so much fun!! I just love touring, it’s my favorite thing to do, even though there are so many problems that go along with it. Logistics and shit. But mostly it’s a lot more fun than Real Life.
I came home with a lot of loot — a big pile of CD’s, cassettes and records that I bought, or traded with the other bands we played with. I’m listening to them all one by one, they’re mostly excellent.
With: Picastro; Big Jeezus Truck
My band: Ryan Hembrey (bass)