pavement & other things

this is probably not the most efficient use of my time but hey...efficiency has never been my calling card.

pavement was wonderful. as i get older, i find that i no longer have the ability to create those crystallized concert moments that i used to: the pouring rain at malkmus over the line "i like wearing slippers when it's raining," the dimly lit bowery with charles bissel banging out the chords of "this is not what you had planned" followed by his guttural howl, the thunder of the cyclone as spoon played, the massive sing-along of les savy fav's love cover on nye ending the most emotionally unstable year of my life (so dramatic, so young). after pavement, what i had was a feeling-- giddy, light, but also tinged with sadness.

i'm glad that i went out last night even though i am tired and it makes the remainder of my week infinitely harder. being able to pick the moments i truly enjoy even when work is left undone is a hard task for me, and striving towards that is almost as important as being competent at all that medicine jazz that eats up so much of my time. in a way most of yesterday, felt very strongly like i was growing up and things were changing. pavement, i know, is a transient entity but it has shaped my life for ten years now. their temporary coming together feels almost like an ending of some epoch. if the universe liked symmetry i would be dead now but seeing that i'm still around, it feels like a sign that things are going to change.

this is too much armchair psychiatry over an indie rock concert. laterzz.