- Woke up @ 4AM and couldn’t get back to sleep, all ‘cuz I’m STILL mad at Pitchf**k for screwing me over on the last album?! I know… stupid. #
- Brrrr!! I just got fan mail from the North Pole. #
- They’re only giving us 33% off to upgrade LifeBalance? And they haven’t updated the app in *how* long? No thanks, I’m not even gonna try it. #
- I can hear my neighbors *belching*. That’s too close. I’m from Texas! #
- OMG I resurrected the iBook! All-day voodoo dance and chanting. Possibly got a bad ATA controller, but in low power mode it’s now working. #
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I had a pretty fun weekend. Sarah comped me a ticket to see Otis Clay open for Marty Stuart last night (=Sunday) at the Old Town… Eric tagged along too, and I finally got to meet Sarah’s friend Mark, he was nice. The show was soooo goooood. I knew Otis was going to be awesome but I had no idea about Marty. I vaguely remembered seeing him talk about older artists on various documentaries, but had never heard his own stuff. I guess I saw the mullet and didn’t think I needed to… what a mistake that was! Remind me next time not to judge a mullethead so quickly. He was totally great. The real deal, no doubt about it. An amazing musician (mandolin mostly) and a super-crack band too. Loved every minute. There was a group of fucking assholes sitting next to us who couldn’t stop cracking up during the most inappropriate times despite our intense glares, but oh well. It wasn’t so bad that it ruined the show for me or anything. You gotta wonder what they were doing there though. Maybe they were just too drunk to give a shit, who knows.
A review by Ryan Schreiber of my LOVE IS REAL single that appeared in Pitchfork, I’m not sure when…
"Love is real/ Real is love/ Love is asking/ To be loved." No, this is not a cover of John Lennon’s 1971 (Johnson & Johnson lotion ad) classic. And it’s a good thing, because while Frost would do an excellent cover of that Plastic Ono Band gem, her song is much more refreshing.
A review by Ryan Schreiber that appeared in Pitchfork…
"Stop what you’re doin’/ ‘Cause I’m about to ruin/ The image and the style that you’re used to." That’s not how Edith Frost’s Telescopic kicks off; it’s the first line from the Digital Underground’s "Humpty Dance." But wouldn’t it be something to hear Frost get dirty on the mike?