Took my younger brother to The Hives last night. One of the greatest experiances - so glad he was there for it. Especially living up in isolation. I feel lucky to live in Winnipeg. The music scene is taking off and I'm constantly being surprised at the acts that have started to tour here.
I'm so deaf today, I feel like my Dad.
We were lucky enough and nerdy enough to wait forever to end up in front row. There's something about having Howlin-Pelle Almqvist's sweat on me that makes me not want to ever take a shower again.
Not that it really affected Jamie and I, but more so other people that had been waiting outside the concert for 2 hours - but i sincerely hate assholes that cut in line. Just watching these sophomoric little bitch princesses have conversations with their friends at the front of this huge line..and weasel themselves in eventually made me think they are better at cutting than an emo kid after a school dance.
Almost everyday when I read the paper I find some ridiculous quote from down south about Obama. Being from Flin Flon, I find I'm less shocked at the ignorance that stews from small communities.
Sadly - there is a part of me that desperately wants to be in some small town in Georgia on Election Day, to witness a Democrat with a pea sized brain influenced only by his racist/sexist soul - review his candidate choices.
"OKAY Sir, so you're first candidate option is Hilary Clinton."
"Hilary whaa now - no no I ain't voting for no woman NEXT"
"Okay then we also have Obama"
"The black fella...with all do respect sir there is just no way in hell..Next"
"Well that is all of the candidates sir"
"ahh fuck"
I think it would be so hilarious and simultaneously depressing as fuck.
Writing lots, need sleep. Going to miss my bro.
The Hives are fucking fierce.
thanks,
CDL
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