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Thursday, December 11, 2003
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I'm losing my edge I just realized that a more appropriate title for the last post would have, of course, been "Nuts!" following my affinity for ceaselessly bad puns. But that opportunity has passed now, I'm afraid.
I've always heard that "handmade things make great gifts" but I don't know where to start, and frankly, all the stuff I've tried making by hand in the past has sucked (granted, that hasn't been very much). Are there any helpful hints out there for a novice?
Doesn't look as though I'm going to get the Mallonnee show review posted. He was late-arriving, which made it longer than I expected, and talked a great deal (which is his custom, and a very entertaining one at that, but that also made it run longer). He played mostly old Vigilantes of Love material, including several songs from "Audible Sigh" while pretty much ignoring his three solo records. He did play three as yet unreleased songs, mostly about suburban adolescense. Here's a guy who was on the verge of a major breakthrough in the mid-90's, long overlooked despite his genius, still touring around the country in little coffeehouses with just a guitar player; meanwhile having a wife and two kids that are nearly my age. I suppose it's true as he once wrote, "you do some things for love."
10:48:03 AM
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