Valentine’s Day. Enjoy it if you can. I’m
going shopping.
I’d expected a smoother show for the second
time around on Lollapaloser. I set it up to be a sad Valentine’s show, but my
solo radio instincts have got a ways to go. I found my groove again around
halfway through, maybe I need to do a 90 minute show, and not broadcast the
first 30.
It would have helped if I’d remembered to
put my phone into airplane mode.
I played some of my very favourite sad
songs, including the saddest song I know, Sufjan Stevens’ Casimir Pulaski Day.
My greatest regret is that I didn’t fit in
The Verve’s The Drugs Don’t Work.
Drive-By Truckers’ The Sands of Iwo Jima has made me cry numerous times. It’s nice to
be reminded that you’re not a psychopath every once in a while.
*nervous laughter*
It also would have been pretty sweet if I
had exposed a few new people to ‘Til Tuesday and Voices Carry. I still gave Aimee Mann’s Labrador a play, though, so that will have to be consolation.
This last link is to a low-quality Valentine's Day-inspired piece that I wrote and performed for the Comedy Loser live show four years ago. I look a lot different in it than I do now, but I think the piece still has some merit.
This last link is to a low-quality Valentine's Day-inspired piece that I wrote and performed for the Comedy Loser live show four years ago. I look a lot different in it than I do now, but I think the piece still has some merit.
