warning: listening to cat power's moon pix and the mountain goat's tallahassee in succession can result in a melancholy that can only be remedied by a visit to the local used record store...

...and so i found myself walking to reckless records at 9:10 pm to get over a music-induced funk...well, i'm sure it wasn't ALL music induced, but i tend to be higly susceptible to emotional sabotage launched by dumb playlist choices on my jukebox...

...warm summer night...cig tin nowhere in sight...means a trip to the burning leaf conveniently on the way to reckless...bars and bars overflowing with humans crowding my parade route...the white noise of the small talk of beautiful strangers invading my bubble of discontent...export-a my friend...short like me but can get me high in a few short puffs...esp on an empty stomach...criss cross over north damen milwaukee intersection...past the noisy din of the double door's raucous tuesday night lineup...walking as slowly as possible...and still outside the reckless entrance, a 3/4 quarters new canadian stoke is prematurely crushed without so much as an apology...

...within 2 minutes of entering reckless, a few bars of the cure's 'boys don't cry' over the store speakers are enough to lift the fog, and i am happily flipping the familiar plastic sleeves of info looking for a used rilo kiley...SCORE...and on to a night of quality loot, all used...here's the inventory:
disintegration (the cure)--ever since i lost my copy last december, i've been looking for a used copy every time i go to reckless, and finally they had one today...i'm listening to it right now, getting my fix...
execution of all things (rilo kiley)--because brandon told me i need to listen to rilo kiley
1000 hurts (shellac)--it was cheap
more motions (trenchmouth)--like how often do you run into a used trenchmouth cd? like hardly ever...oh, if you don't know who trenchmouth is, you know fred armisen of saturday night live? also the dude who "interviewed" jeff tweedy on the "i am trying to break your heart" wilcomentary...he's the drummer, and damon locks & wayne montana of the eternals are in it too...
the embassy tapes (the nation of ulysses)--rawk 'n' roll dude
lucky shoe (september 67)--ah, the pop bliss of shannon worrell and kristin ashbury...my friends jen sampson & john roberts let me kidnap their copy for almost a year, but i just gave it back when i saw john a month ago...i consider myself quite lucky to have found a copy...
isn't anything (my bloody valentine)--do i need an excuse to buy a used mbv album? no, i didn't think so...

...tonight i called caleb and we had a long talk about some questions rattling around in my head...the rattling hasn't stopped, but talking to caleb always calms me down and gives me a nice friendly shove in the right direction...poor caleb...spending his summer deciphering centuries old chicken scratch...i really wish he could be at bill's schuba show in a couple weeks...it would be a few days shy of being a year from the VoL cd release party there last year when kevin (the drummer) threw out a tambourine into the crowd and caleb caught it and got to play along w/ kevin, jake and bill...that was such a fun show...UHQ rocked prior to bill...all these memories...a summer spent with folks who normally reside in other states and time zones results in a hazy magical pop-up picture book of memories that you peruse wondering if it was real or a product of your imagination...

there is something inherently nostalgic about summer for me...the long long hot days and warm nights are thick with sentimental tendencies...the summer solstice will be here in a few short days...and what will this summer hold for me? even now, i have that same feeling i have had at the beginning of summers past...the feeling of not wanting the summer to end before it's even had a chance to begin...because having lived through my fair share of summers, i know how i miss the summer when autumn takes over, how i long for the summer when winter bites out of the blue arriving as always much too soon...

been listening to--
moon pix--cat power
tallahassee--the mountain goats
electric version--the new pornographers
disintegration--the cure