A Day of Record
Apr. 22nd, 2012 12:06 amToday,
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.


Beth says she doesn't like how her picture turned out, but she always says that.
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.


Beth says she doesn't like how her picture turned out, but she always says that.
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.
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Date: 2012-04-22 12:59 pm (UTC)Those are good pictures! Linnell is even smiling in yours.
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