Got a bit of a cold, which is too bad, ’cause we were planning on going to see the new P.T. Anderson film, There Will Be Blood, which has received near-unanimous critical praise. But it looks like we’ll be staying in, ordering some food and maybe finishing up the "Six Feet Under" box set we got for Christmas.
Right now I’m listening to No Age. Pretty good. I guess there’s still hope for noisy but tuneful *punk.*
Speaking of music, I’ve got a crapload of discs to review. Seems like the deadlines are all on the same day, too. Looks like it’s gonna be a workin’ weekend.
On Sunday, I’m going over to my friend Mark Cooley‘s house to rehearse the piece we’ll be performing at the 2008 National Conference of the Society for Electroacoustic Music in the United States. It’s in Salt Lake City, Utah — Mormon country! Mark will serve up acoustic loveliness while I make Fripp-y sounds on top. I think. Maybe we’ll just play the riff to "Heartbreaker" over and over, in tribute to our high school daze.
The fifth and final season of "The Wire" starts on Sunday! It’s all about media consolidation and its negative impact on communities! Hurray! (It’s the best show ever to air on television, in case you weren’t aware.)