Although I have lots to do, none of it is particularly eeeeevil. At this exact moment, I’m watching the final FCC hearing on localism and media ownership, which is spooky in its own way. Later, I have to go pick up a newly-repaired laptop, then it’s back to the office for a conference call.
Maybe I’ll encounter some braineaters in my travels. I wish I’d paid more attention to Undead Molly‘s tips on surviving the zombie apocalype. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to rely on my wits, be they what they may.
Let’s talk music for a sec.
There’s been a lot of hype around Brooklyn band Yeasayer [MySpace], and you know how much I love hype. I’m currently ears-deep in their debut album, All Hour Cymbals, and I do dig. The music shows some real creativity in layering and arrangement, but I’m not terribly into the David Byrne-style vocals. For some reason, Byrne has become the patron saint of modern indie-rock singers. I like the Talking Heads as much as the next hippie (actually, I pretty much stopped listening to them after junior high), but seriously — would the cool-kid bands please move on from Mr. Big Suit?
But yeah, Halloween. Perhaps you should enjoy this clip of Rockwell‘s creepy classic "Somebody’s Watching Me":
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