Flying Around The Houses At Night

Proving that, even something stupid, if said right, can be beautiful.
Or maybe, sometimes the words you choose don't matter...

Smog - Teenage Spaceship

You Were A Place I Had Come To Know

I have listened to this song a hundred times today.
Come By Storm by Laura Gibson.

Karma Police

Tonight, Barack Obama was elected President of the United States of America. That's been a highlight of a long year. A year that keeps going...



Tonight, Krystin's purse was stolen off of the back of her chair while we were waiting for Obama's acceptance speech. After getting a ride home from Sean, I squeezed through the kitty door in the back of our house and kicked in the door of the laundry room. (No house keys, no car keys.) Busting her open to the kitchen and, eventually, the outside world. We were back in business. After changing the deadbolt, we went back to the Red Flag and picked up our stranded Sube. As we left our house, I silently saluted our fallen iPod that had been in Krystin's purse, and put on my own. Midlake played. First, it was Van Occupanther. It's funny, or maybe not, but Krystin and I were talking about the "stuff" we lost and a line comes up in the song: "Let me not be too consumed with this world..." just as we were getting going. Then came Bandits, which says, "If you ever want to be overrun by bandits. To hand over all of your things and start over new. While we were out hunting for food, our house was being robbed. I caught an apple and she caught a fox. So I caught a rabbit, but she caught an ox. So upon our return we found everything gone, which for us was no loss. We started over...... with a rabbit. And an ox."
Pretty sweet timing, if I say so. Krystin wasn't so amused... but I cannot blame her. But still... what timing, Universe.

The thief must have been a Republican...




And by the way, have you seen my prize winning pumpkin from Halloween?


Unbeatable. (True story!)

O My Heart

The past three days, I have been obsessing over the new Mount Eerie record that just came out. Julie Doiron sings with him on the whole album. I admit, I have undying devotion to Phil Elverum. If nothing else, I am obsessive. You probably know that by now though, don't you? The Microphones, The Glow Pt. 2 is one of my favorite albums of all time. It fucks me up every time. I know that he hasn't produced anything as epic since then, but everything he has put out in between has solidified things for me.
The song O My Heart has affected me the most, so far. Towards the end, Phil and Julie sing: "O my heart, O there you are. I stopped hunting. I thought you would be as big as a whale." The last line really gets to me. How they sing "I thought you would be as big as a whale."
Just wait for it.

I take it pretty serious, I guess.
I can't help it.
I'm obsessed.....

Oh, my heart. Oh, there you are. I stopped hunting. I thought you would be as big as a whale.

Good Luck

Kitty don't care.

Out of Sight

Built to Spill, "Out Of Site" from PDX Taper on Vimeo.

Velvet Waltz

Built to Spill "Velvet Waltz" from PDX Taper on Vimeo.

Idaho means:

Giving your wife the only Corona and drinking the Smirnoff Ice Raspberry Blast (or Burst or whatever.....)
It tastes like candy, kids.

Perfect From Now On

I thought it'd be perfect from now on.
I thought it would be perfect, starting now...

Built to Spill "Untrustable Part 2 (About Someone Else)" The Wonder Ballroom, Portland, OR 09-05-08 from PDX Taper on Vimeo.

Bon Iver

Aug. 29th, 2008 Aladdin Theatre


This was the highlight for me.
The Wolves (Act 1 & 2)
The whole crowd adding to the momentum. My falsetto is improving daily...

Photo by Alex

The Summer's Life Is Good

Our house is a wreck. We're painting the living room. It looks sexy.


It was a good weekend. In my mind, I start it on Thursday. After work, we played chess while we had sushi. Friday, we went and cooled off at the movie theatre. Later, Ian and I went out near Sauvie Island to a crazy, fancy barn and watched/listened to Mega*Church and The Shaky Hands.


Recycle the kitty.

It Was Hot..... We Stayed In the Water

It's been a long week.

It Seems So Long Ago, Nancy

This is the first t-shirt I have made since forever ago.
Nancy is the desk that lives in my dining room.

Creature Fear

Krystin, David, Julia, and I went to The Safari Club in Estacada after breakfast on Sunday. If you haven't ever been, you should.


The Mississippi Street Fair is coming up on Sat. July 12th. kspell and I will be there, selling jewelry and t-shirts and buttons and stuff.

No More Workhorse Blues

Many lights up today
Many lights up this way

What is this road here?
Where have I come?

I am a rich man
I am a very rich man
I have good pants on
Stitched and stitched;
I am in stitches
I am laughing at you
I am in britches

I've written books for you
I held my own for you
Where is my tongue?

I am no more a workhorse
I am no more a workhorse
I am no more a workhorse
I am no more a workhorse

I am a racing horse
I am a grazing horse
I am your favorite horse

A Spoonful Weighs a Ton

And though they were sad
They rescued everyone
They lifted up the sun
A spoonful weighs a ton
Giving more than they had
The process had begun
A million came from one
The limits now were none
Being drunk on their plan, they lifted up the sun

Forcing it off with their hands
The trapdoor came undone
Above our heads it swung
The privilege had been won
Being drunk on their plan, they lifted up the sun

Yelling as hard as they can
The doubters all were stunned
Heard louder than a gun
The sound they made was love


by The Flaming Lips

I've Separated Their Eyes From The Chest

You can never really start from the start
The ending begins inside of the heart
The people, they love to remember your name
It's a hospital bed but it's all just the same

Why did you leave when you will return?
Your past is your future, your future will learn
The crows that fly, we'll try not to find
Do things once, you know you'll do it twice

So I want kids with safety bricks
And a car thats quick
So we can split


"Safety Bricks" by Broken Social Scene

Haiku

Squirrel in a sling
Tricked by a cranberry
Packer paints you pink

One April Day

by The Magnetic Fields

One April Day
We'll go miles away.
And I'll turn to you and I'll say...
I've always loved you in my way.
I'll always love you in my way.