Good Morning. Hello. How are you? #1591
Walmart, Tattoo cover-ups, the mis-tracking of Young Lust by Pink Floyd, carpet museums, and so on.
Good morning, good morning. Welcome to another entry in the chronicles of a sad, middle-aged dad who spent way more of his time in business than he should have, a frustrated artist and harried parent. What fresh hells does today offer us?
Hrm, well, it is my last day of work for the week, as I go off to not-Gresham-but-Canby Oregon tomorrow. Boy I sure am excited to travel while the TSA and Air Traffic Controllers are not getting paid.
Also, I got sick. Chest cough. Not terrible, not COVID (so far) but not great timing. I will plow through. That is what I do when I am sick.
Oh right I suppose I have to acknowledge that Platner covered up his Nazi tattoo. With another pretty weird-ass vaguely “Western Europe” tattoo with all those dodgy connotations. And he did it fucking yesterday. I just… I don’t know, man, how do you go eighteen years online and not knowing this shit. It is fucking weird. But Bernie doesn’t seem to care? I am at a loss. I just… if we elect this guy, every single time we ever mention a single Nazi thing anyone on the right does, from here on out, they’re just gonna whattabout us. It is a total right and proper mess. Do marines say FUBAR? Or was that just the Army? Do they still say it or is it too old school. Anyway, its all FUBAR.
Just back from Walmart. I got a really good cart. Very smooth wheels. They played “I walk the Line,” then a bunch of cool jazz that might have been Kenny G owing to its alto sax or whatever. Then they just stopped dead for Reduced Stimulus hours, no intro like last week.
They moved the snow peas, causing me significant distress.
They did not have our organic peanut butter just filled the shelf up with regular peanut butter like we wouldn’t notice sheesh.
My favorite Diet Coke fridge hasn’t had any Diet Coke for three weeks now this is such bullshit.
The record selection was very female-encoded, lotta K-POP. A LOT of K-pop. They did have the Black Album by My Chemical Romance, though, though that is kinda female-encoded too, isn’t it? In any case, I am too old for MCR that’s a millennial’s band. Makes me think of Sarah. I think she has a family now? We all get older, we all get older.
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I am listening to Wednesday, the band, the album Bleeds. It is a second listen. I don’t know why but I don’t really like her/them that much. I like this record more than the last two, I guess. I dunno. I would say it’s not my thing but… it should be? Semi-relatedly I am not a fan of her ex-boyfriend/bandmate MJ Lenderman or whatever either. This is, of course, tragic that I don’t like either of these artists very much because they are from my current-home state and I should be supportive. Well, I am. I am listening to Bleeds right now. I even starred a track or two. Even though the vocals are too loud.
While we are on the subject of music, I would like to talk a bit about “Young Lust” by Pink Floyd. Came on the other day in the car and I gotta say, it is a confusing song. It also came on like two months ago and Emma pointed out that lyrically (”Take this rock-and-roll refugee”), owing to its depiction in the film The Wall and the collect-call skit at the end of the song, the song is clearly from the “dissocistive rock star” plot of The Wall and not the “WWII” plot of The Wall. They are, of course, the same plot, ish, the WWII plot is inside the frame of Pink giving a concert, telling of his childhood.
But… This… bugs me. I mean, it is obviously the correct interpretation. But I do not like it. I have always, always thought of “Young Lust” belonging to the WWII part of the story, a song about UK Soldiers in France looking for comfort from the French ladies, a timeless and unfortunate aspect of war, etc. etc.
But it’s not. It’s just about a rock star and that is so much more boring.
Also the skit at the end, the operator calls, and that skit is just weird it’s like, backwards or something. It doesn’t quite make sense. The guy who says “hello” is clearly not Pink, it’s the United States calling, Mr Floyd for Mrs Floyd, Mrs Floyd is obviously the cheater, but come the fuck on, man. Mr. Floyd is obviously the cheater in this relationship — as he is in the very next song with the whole “wanna take a bath” thing. Mrs. Floyd is the long-suffering wife of a rock star and sure, she would maybe eventually seek the comfort of another man after years of neglect, but this album positions her wrong as the reason for his, in the next song “One of my Turns.” Also it makes Pink so self-pitying, which, you know, sure, Rock Stars are but Roger Waters totally does not have that level of self-analysis.
Anyway, real missed opportunity there, Young Lust. Shoulda been tracked in around, mmm, gonna say between “Vera” and “Bring the Boys Back Home” and lyrically reworked.
Laguardia has won best airport in America again for the second time and I’m just gonna say…. mmm.. come on. The new Laguardia is all right but it is a behemoth misericord of walking, and it is too fucking expensive.
(There’s a guy at my work who does just so many malapropisms and I think, seeing this “misericord” intentional malapropism and recent co-opting of “turducken” to be a pejorative that I am, I guess, embracing intentional malapropisms as an art form, and, well, that’s not gonna age well I bet).
One thing about this trip I am very excited about is to see the “new” Portland airport work. I am glad they saved the carpet.
There should be an “iconic carpet” museum in the US. It could have carpet from the Portland Airport, the Atlanta Marriott, and.. I dunno. Maybe a couple of casinos. I would totally go there.
Did you guys read this crazy-ass article about Tupac and the song “Brenda?” I don’t to give too much away, but it is nuts. And, you know, I am not a link newsletter, this is not my usual bread and butter. But this story brought a tear to my eye.
Ooo I AM doing a flight, though, which means I’ll be doing my whole “read all my long-form articles while on the plane” thing and the ensuing article-round-up article soon. That could be fun. Give me something to live for.
Jane Jane Jane my beautiful daughter Jane. This morning we were at the fridge, doing our morning checklist, and she said “hey can I write on the fridge with this marker?” And I said “eh, I don’t know. Might stick. We should probably check with mom first. Let’s not.” And she immediately moved to mark on the fridge, because, like I said, that is her first instinct all the time.
AND SHE STOPPED.
And I said “oh my god, you stopped, you listened to me.”
“I am trying to be better about that.” She said.
And I nearly cried.
The end.
Justa mix for you this morning, new stuff. Love the new Soulwax. Love the new Automatic, Patrick Watson, love this new Bartees single. Lotta good stuff so much good new music in the world. Hatchie! Great tune. Feel like I’ve listened to them before? Ah yes. My records tell me I checked out their album Keepsake on July 19, 2019. Good to know. Well I want to learn more about them.
You will all be relieved that my flight tomorrow is at 11:30 so I can take Jane to school, come home and do my GMHHAY before I head out to the airport. So I will see you tomorrow.
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