electric cave

1. starter

yeah, sure, i do not intend to start anew with more misadventures on my love life, - or lack of one to be precise, and i won't. but this came from a sort of late night cruising of the bustling and hustling lower east side scene. some chick that i only just became acquainted with, but who look decent enough, - though i have to wonder what vibe i must have cast to make her feel the necessity to say what she did, i wonder because i cast only one vibe, and it is not, at first or with repeated glance, apparently or exactly friendly - had this to say as she assessed the room, among which she knew a discreet crowd: "make friends, everyone is single."

a wonderful, magical line. though, it did not have the motivational effect on me that it should have.

and i truly thought i could get a bit more word count mileage out of this little bit.


2. more

i know it's only my imagination as i wasn't around then, but 50 odd years ago there must have been much more ado about our brave fathers and mothers overseas getting killed and getting their kill kicks. during wwii, the folks safe back on red white and blue home soil must have given much more of a damn about the for and against blood spilt, grisly battles fought, and buildings, towns, and whole cities exploded into ruinous rubble. the greatest generation were acknowledged, i'm willing to wager, and honored too, during their own wartime time.

back in the days of 'nam, and still only in my imagination because while i was around this time during the latter years of the conflict, toddler status precludes my cognizance of much of anything going on then, when war, as the youths of the time showed, could be a bad thing after all, the national lost of innocence did not equate to public apathy for the death and sorrow going on in far away southeast asia. with the protest, peace-ins, free loving, and riots, folks paid close attention.

nowadays, our beautiful brothers and sisters are doing their slaying and dying with our beautiful cousins in iraq, except here at home, our focus is set, for example, on waiting on line for the god damn wii. here are some headlines from yahoo the past couple of weeks:

- Bombings kill at least 68 in Iraq on eve of holy day
- Suicide bomber kills 9 near Iraqi mosque
- 3 U.S. soldiers killed by bombs in Iraq
- At least 36 Iraqis killed in bombings
- 6 U.S. troops die in bloody Iraq weekend
- Iraqi insurgents kill five U.S. soldiers west of Baghdad
- U.S. military deaths in Iraq hit 2,963
- 4 Marines Charged In Haditha Killings / Marine faces murder charges over deaths of 24 Iraqi civilians
- 14 killed in Baghdad suicide bombing
- At least 71 Shia killed as bombers lure job seekers into minibus trap
- Wednesday's Toll for U.S. Troops in Iraq Rises to 11
- Coalition forces kill 20 militants in Iraq
- 10 U.S. Troops Killed in Iraq

no whee there. just deaths, for and against. poor midwestern kids, poor young southern souls, poor towel heads, poor grieving moms, dads, and widows, poor rotting corpses, poor fresh batch of cripples, poor ignored war. poor fucking americans, poor fucking 'raqis.

soldiers/civilian should never have to be so brave, and military/political leaders should never be so stupid. this current generation, my generation, is allowing time and history to slip away: without anger, notice, or consciousness. there is no reveling in the mythmaking d-day invasion or iwo jima hoisting of the flag, nor activism/unrest to reject/critique policy. hell, these days, folks can go through months, not merely days or weeks, but fucking months, without raising the middle east occupation/civil war in conversation.

i know talking about iraq is not doing much, but (1) at least that's an access point for people to stick their hands to shape our muddy generation and these important times, and not let bush's sinful stupidity and/or feeble lies be the fucking moulding. and (2) people, human flesh and blood beings, are dying.


3. next

with the dems taking congress, the latest talk has been on hillary or obama possibly taking the presidential throne, with the occasional friend asking hillary v. obama for the 08 ticket. i love hillary. she probably has never been much of a stone cold fox, but she gots an intelligent and dignified look to her that i really dig. i'm curious about obama. i'm more certain that he has some serious playa credentials in his youth and he carries the same clear intelligence and dignity that hillary does these days.

but more than anything, i don't give a fuck about 08, and i especially do not give a fuck about who between obama and hillary should be crowned homecoming queen. i will give that popularity comes into play in picking who gets to be the next four-year philosopher usa king, but gossip on a popularity contest definitely does not. and rather than taking an interest on who will heal our national ills in two odd years time, my attention is squarely on what needs to be done right this moment. both hillary and obama are in the senate now, i just want to know what they are doing in the senate their party control (and the house too, for that matter). that's it.


4. sweets

on jan 5, tickets to arcade fire's ny concerts will go online on sale, only two tickets per sale. i will be clicking my damn hardest to score some seats, or standing space, if it's standing room only. all while waiting for their new album to drop.

these days however, i'm listening to stuff like the wrens, the decemberists, clipse, lisa germano, nas, & slumber party. whatever new shit i think might be worth buying, except for the wrens, who aren't new (their meadowlands cd is years and years old), but which i have only recently discovered.

the newest is slumber party. the new album is called musik. sp is an all chick band, led by aliccia berg and a rotation of her gal pals. aside from aliccia, the remaining members of the four piece detroit low-key rock/pop act are completely new from those who performed on the last sp full length album, 3. i couldn't dig up any good pics of any of the sp gals, so i don't know if the new members represent an attractiveness upgrade from the old. i only assume being an all gal band there got to be some girl on girl action, or girl on girl tension at least, either of which probably is as hot as it sounds!

the bulked up, fuzzed out guitar licks, and more brawny sound overall, stand out most to me, and the new works are quite distinct from the last and, for me, only sp album i have. originally, musik was eh, quite poppy, catchy and all that, but didn't feel exactly enough there there, but listening to the latter half of the cd more, the whole thing really, really won me over with its deep and rapturous surprises in many songs. and while there is no much of which is absolutely new in the album, sp offers such a welcome reminder of the vital nooks and niches that needs to be revisited.

as for the wrens, and their emo pop mastery, i correlate them with the second burst of strange fresh sounds for this 2006. the first sonic eruption belonged mostly to the indie sounds of arcade fire, wolf parade, & clap your hands. good stuff, but time always wins out in the constant scuffle to encounter the new, and i drifted a long while without anything new to connect to. the wrens, then, were a new and unexpected discovery (overheard in a store), and proved quite a gorgeous revelation. bitter tales of broken love/romance and all, matched with ravishing, astute guitar play. i am not normally the biggest fan of the emo pop stuff, - i am suspicious of anyone giving his or her confessional version of failed romance because any mistakes and misunderstandings, i feel, are more than amply and mutually made - the wrens are, however, like, the tops for that wretched genre. and while i fell under the wrens' spell due to their more straightforward pop-ish tunes, the couple of tracks that end by dissolving (or rising) to cluttered or masked codas is unadulterated astonishment.

best of all, however, is that they will be rocking out live, in concert, locally, soon too. cool. whee.