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A Day of Record
Apr. 22nd, 2012 12:06 amToday, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bethje and I saw They Might Be Giants at an in-store that wasn't technically in a store. It was at Princeton Record Exchange, but since the store building couldn't really accommodate a concert, they played in a tent in a nearby commons outside the public library. The sound wasn't really loud enough, but it was a pretty good show. According to not_glimmer, it was actually easier to hear them across the street, possibly because there weren't as many audience members talking loudly there. There were a lot of parents with really young kids, which I guess shouldn't have been too surprising, but where did all these kids come from in a college town? For me, the most notable item in the setlist was "Pencil Rain," which I hadn't heard live before. Beth had, and doesn't care for the song anyway. I like it, because it's just so surreal. Anyway, after the performance, we waited in line to get Beth's copy of Back to Skull signed. They were actually signing at a table set up outside the store, and both of us got pictures with the Johns.
( Cut for pictures )
After that, we bought a few things from the record store itself, then stopped at IHOP for dinner. I had one of those meals with an omelette and three pancakes, which is a huge amount of food. Then we drove the rest of the way back up here, which was irritating because it was mostly in pouring rain.
I don't remember the dream I had last night all that well, probably because it was one of those where things keep changing and there really isn't a coherent narrative, but my mind tries to insert one. It started out as something about a boarding school, then turned into something with hidden magical jewels and such. At one point, the whole thing was written in a book, and it came across like something Diana Wynne Jones would have written. I kind of wish it really existed.
bethje and I saw They Might Be Giants at an in-store that wasn't technically in a store. It was at Princeton Record Exchange, but since the store building couldn't really accommodate a concert, they played in a tent in a nearby commons outside the public library. The sound wasn't really loud enough, but it was a pretty good show. According to not_glimmer, it was actually easier to hear them across the street, possibly because there weren't as many audience members talking loudly there. There were a lot of parents with really young kids, which I guess shouldn't have been too surprising, but where did all these kids come from in a college town? For me, the most notable item in the setlist was "Pencil Rain," which I hadn't heard live before. Beth had, and doesn't care for the song anyway. I like it, because it's just so surreal. Anyway, after the performance, we waited in line to get Beth's copy of Back to Skull signed. They were actually signing at a table set up outside the store, and both of us got pictures with the Johns.( Cut for pictures )
After that, we bought a few things from the record store itself, then stopped at IHOP for dinner. I had one of those meals with an omelette and three pancakes, which is a huge amount of food. Then we drove the rest of the way back up here, which was irritating because it was mostly in pouring rain.
I don't remember the dream I had last night all that well, probably because it was one of those where things keep changing and there really isn't a coherent narrative, but my mind tries to insert one. It started out as something about a boarding school, then turned into something with hidden magical jewels and such. At one point, the whole thing was written in a book, and it came across like something Diana Wynne Jones would have written. I kind of wish it really existed.
