"Hi, I’m Aaron and this is Matt from The National."
Fricking adorable both.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Cloud Catalog #80.
Whenever I'm on my way to the office, I always feel that I should be going back home instead, in the comfort of my bed and blanket, doing nothing but listening to music and thinking of old memories and new ones.
Cloud Catalog #79.
Posting it here so I'd remember what to do next time. Make Matt or Aaron or Bryce a postcard! And request "Baby We'll Be Fine." Hay, so much for dreaming.
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"When The National came to Tucson last year, I wanted nothing more than to hear Slipping Husband. I made a little postcard with the lyrics (see below). During a quiet moment, I shouted, “Matt, I got you a postcard!” He came to the edge of the stage and took it from my hand. He jokingly collapsed and said “Oh my God, there’s anthrax on it!” But he set it down, and said he would read it later. Realizing that would defy its purpose, I blurted out, “Can you play Slipping Husband please?” Matt laughed, and said a terse, “no.” Aaron explained, “We don’t play songs that are that angry anymore.” Bryce offered to play the first two bars. He did so, and I was overjoyed. Good enough for me. It was so cool to have such a personal interaction with one of my favorite bands DURING their show. It was definitely a moment I’ll never forget. On my way back to my car, I saw Bryce at the stage door, and got him to sign my copy of the Conversation 16 lyrics that the tech gave me after the show. He gave me a message which gives me a bit of hope, promising to play Slipping Husband next time. Now I just have to figure out how to remind them…"
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Cloud Catalog #78.
Young Matt, I love you for ever and ever and ever and ever
I apologize to my few readers! This is becoming a FuckYeahTheNational Tumblr blog. Lol.
Cloud Catalog #76.
Also, a new Spiritualized record! The album art is rather laughable, though.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Cloud Catalog #75.
From "You've Done It Again, Virginia." My mother's name is Virginia, so I couldn't help but think of her every time this song plays.
Cloud Catalog #74.
Will Butler: That's harsh, man. We're too nice to answer that question. But for Sam Cooke I think I could sacrifice Bryce Dessner from The National.
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I love you, Bryce! I won't sacrifice you!!
Cloud Catalog #73.
Dear self,
I thought all we gotta do is be brave and be kind? Why at 1 A.M. I suddenly wake up itching to die?
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Cloud Catalog #70.
It's almost 3 A.M. and I'm finishing off some episodes of Modern Family season two after having a quick post-midnight snack and a few rounds of teasing with my sister. Also, waiting for this freaking concert download to complete. Seeders, wake up!!!
I cry over the comfort brought about by this loooong weekeeend! I'll miss this!!! I wish every day and night is like this!!! Arghhhhh!!
Friday, April 6, 2012
Cloud Catalog #68.
I'm on a good mixture, I don't want to waste it
Vacation started two days ago and I haven't really done anything worthy to write about, not that I need to, but my days were just wasted on watching replays of television shows and my nights on browsing the Internet and reading and playing music in my room. I usually sleep at around 4 A.M. and wake up past lunchtime, and it's the best feeling in the world. My sisters would be awake by then, and I'd happily lie on the couch and grab whatever's on the dining table.
When my mother died I think my siblings and I have gotten closer, and I'm happy that I'm spending more time with them than with anyone else. As I type this, it's 11 P.M. and my father just arrived, desperately drunk, staggering as he's being carried by my brother. My eldest sister is reminding him not to piss again anywhere inside our house, because he's an irresponsible man who pisses everywhere when he's drunk, even at a basket of clean clothes. So now you know why I don't have any sympathy for alcoholics. Anyway, we're more tempered now with regard to his drinking than before. But I still hate him for not having any concern at all with his health.
I promised to listen to new music during the holidays, having received some downloads from Ali, but aside from One Direction (sorry!!!!) my iPod's fixated on The National again, especially on Alligator. I believe listening to The Black Sessions has rekindled this, and all feelings considered, I can safely say now that this is my most favorite record of theirs. Man, "Friend of Mine," "Looking for Astronauts," "Lit Up," "All the Wine," City Middle," "The Geese of Beverly Road," and god, "Baby We'll Be Fine"--every track is so freaking beautiful. I wish I also saw them when they toured for Alligator, so I'd be able to hear all these songs live. I'm dying to see them again, as in dying dying dying. They're a billion times better live! What I'd give just to watch them again in concert. Huhu.
Cloud Catalog #67.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Cloud Catalog #66.
(What a crappy lo-res camera phone photo!)
As promised, I decided to start reading novels again to occupy my time, so I picked up Jonathan Coe's What A Carve Up!. It's engaging to say the least, especially after finishing the 40-page prologue. Coe has been a personal favorite of mine for quite so long. His prose is wondrous, and his humor is gold. By the way, is there any chance that someone could give me a copy of Pat Jackson's film No Place Like Homicide (What A Carve Up! in the UK), which the book makes use of?
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Cloud Catalog #65.
This fucking essay project is the death of me. I want to do this ^ every day at work.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Cloud Catalog #62.
"I always felt that the great high privilege, relief, and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing." - Katherine Mansfield
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