Earlier in the week I was watching The Penguin on Max… The episode ended with a song by the Cure.
Now the Cure has long been one of my favorite bands. I’ve seen them a few times in concert, and used to collect all their albums, back when that was a thing.
When the song started playing it was only a few cords before I knew the song and it made me smile. Been listening to them on and off for a few days.
I haven’t slept well this week. Which is kicking me a few places. I haven’t ran in a week now which hampers my goal of trying to hit 1,000 miles this year. It’s not out of reach, but is getting there.
And I haven’t been productive in my actual free time (not actually free time… Sitting at the Nature Center while Edith is at preschool – it’s a whole thing but safe to say I have 3 hours where I am on call and can’t leave the area).
I had used the time a week ago to research some things for the Board of Directors I’m on, to read and in general try to plan out the next year or two of my life so I’m ready when Edith goes to kindergarten to re-enter the workforce.
But this week I’ve been zombie-ish, tired and zoning. So I’ve been listening to music and drawing some. Which I haven’t drawn in a while so that feels nice, and I generally listen to a lot of podcasts and classical, instead of ‘music music’s which what inspired me to doodle/draw.
Anyways.
Today I’ve been listening to the Ass Ponies. Clearly I’m a fan of Chuck Cleaver (and Wussy). Specifically I’m listening to Mr.Superlove on repeat. Not the cheeriest of songs but man do I like it.
Wussy has been slowly releasing songs ahead of the release of their first new album in 6 years.
Sure as the Sun has caught my ear. I’ve listened to it more than a few times since discovering it yesterday.
On my downtime today…. I drew a few sketches for it. Nothing big or time consuming, I’m just tired and lack energy for much else so a few sketches eat up the time.
Years ago I bought a CD in support of Wussy going down to SXSW. It came with a CD by a band I’d never heard before called Oh My Me.
It made an impression on me. It’s jazzy, soulful maybe. The only place I’ve ever found information on them is on Bandcamp.
This is their profile :
Oh My Me was formed in Lexington, Ky in 2010. With a wildly-varying musical background, the group blends an eclectic mix of battering drums, psychedelia & heavy-soul vocals to form it’s uniquely theatrical sound.
They haven’t produced anything since 2012. It seems a little crazy that 2012 was 14 years ago. So I don’t think they’ll mind if I embed one of their songs here, but if they do, just let me know and I’ll remove it
You can still find them on Bandcamp (Oh My Me) where you can buy their live album and EP for whatever price you want. Totally worth picking up in my opinion.
They are one of those bands I find myself coming back to regularly for their distinct sound.
Accidentally left my car windows open last night. And it rained… Only a little, so seats are a little wet but no build up in the car.
However as I was driving I noticed something missing from my rear view mirror.
Back 20 years ago I almost died from my appendix rupturing. Gangrene, septic, removing part of my intestine and all that jazz. A week in the hospital with a super high heart rate post surgery (fun thing… Cardiac ward is away more expensive than some other parts of the hospital).
All in all doctors told my girlfriend at the time there was a decent chance I’d not survive. Showed them though.
After that my dad got me a Miraculous Mary Medallion. Now I’m not religious, I’m an atheist, but was raised Roman Catholic. My dad told me his parents got him one when he went to Vietnam in the Navy, and after my near death appendix attack he wanted me to have one (gave one to my brother also who was in a car accident around the same time).
I’m not going to wear it, but I love that it’s from my dad and has meaning to him so it has meaning to me, So I hung it on my rear view mirror immediately after he gave it to me.
Several cars later, it still hangs in my rearview mirror. Sure it’s dirty and a little bit grimy, and I’ve never cleaned it. I don’t think it’s even been in a house or apartment, just lived in my car.
It’s been in a few fender benders, including one that had both girls in the backseat and we are all okay (the car was not and the necklace soon moved to our new vehicle).
It’s traveled all over the East Coast; from Maine, Florida, Delaware, Georgia, and Missouri – and everywhere in between.
But when I got my car this morning I didn’t see it hanging there. Took me a little bit of searching around my feet to find it under the seat. Adjust your someone saw the open window and absconded with it for a minute.
Glad I found it, not sure what I would have done if I hadn’t. Probably would have to have asked my dad to get me a new one. Because it came from him in anything other than that wouldn’t have been the same.