Break break break break
Feeling tired. Either I'm getting more homework than usual, or I'm becoming less tolerant of retarded questions. Not sure which.
Since I'm too lazy too think of a better adjective, I'm just going to say yesterday's Sunday Live was very good. Just about all the Numbcast crew was there, though we spent most of the time in the dungeon* recording interviews with the bands and making sure the live tracks were recording. I don't know what the quality is like, but as long as it's vaguely audible it'll be up to Numbcast standards and should be released over the next few weeks.
* - Well, one of the basement dressing rooms. "Dungeon" used for sarcastic/ironic** effect.
** - Delete as appropriate, I'm too tired/lazy to work out which.
I also got home today to find my Chance CDs had arrived. Chance is an indepedent artist from California whose music I've been hearing on podcasts for a long time. I can't really put in to words why I like his music, but it's probably some combination of the variation in music style and the fact the lyrics have meaning that I (at least in part) identify with.
So I finally decided I needed to buy the CDs (three of them, 5 singles each). A week later and miraculously neither customs or the Royal Mail managed to lose it. Opened it to find one of the CDs signed and a couple of free stickers, which is pretty cool.
The tracks that mean the most so far are probably Percy's Song, There Won't Be A Next Time, and Pause But Don't Stop, though I've only really listened through once so two of those could change. :)
Overall, I'm incredibly glad music (and good music at that) exists. But, well, I suppose if it didn't exist someone would invent it pretty quickly. It's important. What I'm trying to say is, music is one of the things that keeps me going, makes me feel alive. Not the only thing, but part of it. Part that shouldn't be underestimated.
If that sounded weird, feel free to ignore it. Kthxbai.
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