Don't leave a voicemail, seriously.

So you know how I'm always rambling on about Billyburg and hating hipsters and woe is me for being too cool to be cool? Right. So I'm also a HUGE lying hypocrite. One of my very favorite bands is the granddaddy of those sorts of bands. I LOVE THEM, OK?

Here are some songs from The Hold Steady's new album that comes out in July. Please go buy it when it comes out. This band is AWESOME covered in glitter and cheese, folks. I suppose if you're not me, you might not agree, but the songs are sort of my life put to music, which I can't exactly resist, you know? I love the honesty of the lyrics. They're all about drinking, doing drugs, and being a fuck up. If that's not you bag, I guess give band a pass.

Stay Positive <---- this is my new theme song. It's fucking epically perfect.

Constructive Summer <---- earnestness never looked so good in an American Apparel t-shirt and bangs.

One For the Cutters <---- irony, the actual real kind not the slang use of the term.

Magazines <---- song about a real relationship WOW who knew such songs existed?

We gotta stay positive, people! (I'm actually an oddly cheerful person, which is not often conveyed on this journal because I'm also sarcastic and rude.)

Going to Nashville tomorrow. Should be epic. Jenn gets in on Saturday. That's a 24 hour window to finish all my work. HAHAfuckingHA motherfuckers, sure.

I think we're going to see The Features Saturday night at the Mercy Lounge. I HATE that venue so much it's not even amusing. It's got all these pillars in the middle of the room that blocks the line of sight from the back of the room (where the BAR IS, OK?). I usually avoid the place unless it's to see (get drug to) Lucero or something. I saw a show there not long ago, who the fuck was that? It must have been Lucero. That seems wrong, though. Josh Rouse? Who cares, not even me.

Well, I'm sort of amused w/ myself as I just watched Adam Sandler on The Daily Show and thought "huh, when did he get hot?" Answer: when he got old and fat. I wish I could get that shit under control. The whole Jewishness of Sandler on TDS also probably hit some buttons. MAYBE. We interbreed for a reason, people!

Aaaaaaaanyway, I'm going to be in a down period around here, I believe, what with how much bourbon I need to drink in the next couple weeks, the fact the deadline for my new book is, like, two months ago, and I'm moving for good. OH CHRIST. I hope you have a lovely weekend. And week. And whatever.