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1. I feel like I've lost my porn-fu. Ugh, it took me FOREVER to write some comment-fic porn, and I can't tell if it's because it's a pairing I've never written before or if I'm getting stuck on mechanics and description. (Please note that I have not written any more of my exchange fic. My brain's squarely focused on things that have no deadline and/or are complete crack. Like the porn that would go with item #12 of the girl!Brad not!fic.)

2. Last night's show at Fitzgerald's was stellar. I appreciate Amanda Palmer's solo work, but her + Brian Viglione = so fucking much more energy. It's not multiplicative or additive, it's exponential. They were on stage for 2.5 incredible hours. Coin-Operated Boy, Gravity, the Jeep Song, Missed Me, all that stuff, with the bonus of a performance of War Pigs as the finale. ***That's not video of last night - I didn't have my camera, and no-one's uploaded it, that I can find.

Every time AFP's internet hubbub annoys me and I tell myself I'm not going to bother with her or DD again, I remember how fantastic the live shows are, and remain willing to pay the venue's entry fee.

(Girl In A Coma opened. Ungh, Nina Diaz. Your VOICE. Especially on the cover of For What It's Worth.)

3. Totally unrelated to music or fiction. Sort of. Nir Rosen debated Max Boot on Fareed Zakaria's GPS this morning. It was painful to watch, because clearly neither could or would concede any ground, and if you believe the thinkers at CFR, well, I guess I have to ask if you've drunk the Kool-Aid. But on a purely visual level, I was interested in the contrast between them: Boot in his suit and shorn hair seated at an angle to Rosen, who was wearing jeans and a casual shirt and jacket, if I recall correctly, and a pair of Chucks.

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Date: 2010-11-22 02:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] asimplechord.livejournal.com
:D Live music is one of my very favorite things, and biggest indulgence.

LOL, that might work - Walt in my head is the kind of guy who's most into alt-country with a side of Parrothead in him. Brad almost turned right back around when he got to the bar and fucking Cheeseburger In Paradise was rolling out of the speakers, but then he remembered: Walt. And when Buffett gave way to Hank Williams, he was marginally relieved, so he got himself a Corona and found a table in the corner.

Date: 2010-11-22 02:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pjvilar.livejournal.com
Live music = church to me, I feel ya.

Re: Walt -- BAHAHAHAHAHA. I could totally see him murmuring Margaritaville under his breath while he licks the tequila off of Brad.

There is some hot alt-country out there. Lucinda Williams, maybe? She's all about getting laid in the best possible way.

Date: 2010-11-22 02:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] asimplechord.livejournal.com
Oh. OH. Lucinda Williams, and Rhett Miller and the Old 97s, with a side of Jenny Lewis, kd lang and Steve Earle. Oh, Walt.

THANK YOU!

Date: 2010-11-22 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] asimplechord.livejournal.com
Oh god, MY BRAIN. WALT. Walt's breaking all of his own self-imposed rules about picking up people who are clearly looking for a vacation hook-up.

And he whispers
Sweet surrender, nothing
How he feels about girls boys like you
Your flip flop smiles,
And your big blue eyes
On vacation

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