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alonewiththemoonSomewhere in Cairo, somebody has been handed all my measurements and this dress is now getting underway. At least, that's what I am optimistically believing; at any rate, I've placed the order and made my deposit. In three or four months I'll be wearing it! I am hopeful that it may take less time, since the costume isn't heavily beaded. Can't wait--I'll be the bintiest bint in the beledi! Binty fresh, even.
While poking around at emusic.com, I found an official bootleg release of a Sonic Youth concert in 1987, the Sister tour. I downloaded it on a nostalgic whim, and man am I glad I did. I saw them for the first time about a year before that, on the Evol tour, at the Living Room in Providence. This was back in the day when it wasn't incongruous to see a teenage death rock chick at a Sonic Youth show with her skater boyfriend, when it was not unusual for boundaries to be blurry and nobody thought twice about it. I'd only heard a couple of their songs before seeing the show. but they--and more specifically Kim Gordon--had me from the first cacophonous note. Kim Gordon was just this amazing force, all roped muscle and intensity, and I wanted to be her when I grew up, I just wanted to go up on stage and melt into her and be her. Listening to this recording, I'm right back there again, looking up starstruck at these very real, messy yet focused human beings unleashing beautiful walls of ugly sound, ugly walls of beautiful sound, washes of surprising gentleness in the midst of angst-ridden storms of noise and hard urban citified yet surreally mystical words that I find I still remember in their entirety--occasionally remembering them better than Thurston Moore, who partway through one song had to stop with "Oh fuck, I got the words all wrong." The band lost me in the mid90s when everything they produced started sounding the same--each album was good, but I couldn't really see the point in buying the same thing over and over. But this recording--this is what it was when it was glorious.
While poking around at emusic.com, I found an official bootleg release of a Sonic Youth concert in 1987, the Sister tour. I downloaded it on a nostalgic whim, and man am I glad I did. I saw them for the first time about a year before that, on the Evol tour, at the Living Room in Providence. This was back in the day when it wasn't incongruous to see a teenage death rock chick at a Sonic Youth show with her skater boyfriend, when it was not unusual for boundaries to be blurry and nobody thought twice about it. I'd only heard a couple of their songs before seeing the show. but they--and more specifically Kim Gordon--had me from the first cacophonous note. Kim Gordon was just this amazing force, all roped muscle and intensity, and I wanted to be her when I grew up, I just wanted to go up on stage and melt into her and be her. Listening to this recording, I'm right back there again, looking up starstruck at these very real, messy yet focused human beings unleashing beautiful walls of ugly sound, ugly walls of beautiful sound, washes of surprising gentleness in the midst of angst-ridden storms of noise and hard urban citified yet surreally mystical words that I find I still remember in their entirety--occasionally remembering them better than Thurston Moore, who partway through one song had to stop with "Oh fuck, I got the words all wrong." The band lost me in the mid90s when everything they produced started sounding the same--each album was good, but I couldn't really see the point in buying the same thing over and over. But this recording--this is what it was when it was glorious.
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