:: mike errico diary ::

:: Wednesday, September 28, 2005 ::

WhiningBitch: http://www.myspace.com/kailayu. "I'm also a realtor, so contact me if you're buying or selling!"

XxCRYBABYxx: holy jesus

WhiningBitch: the music is incredible, perfect plastic, all about going to the club...the club...the club.

XxCRYBABYxx: ah, the club.

WhiningBitch: where is this club?

XxCRYBABYxx: And which way to the VIP. WTF.

WhiningBitch: "The Club"...it's a sandwich, to me

XxCRYBABYxx: maybe that's what she's talking about

WhiningBitch: "In Da Club...sandwich"

XxCRYBABYxx: Why are hos always going to the club?

WhiningBitch: what are they going to do, read "Slaughterhouse Five"?

XxCRYBABYxx: right but why not like...apple picking...or the ice rink?

WhiningBitch: wouldn't this just be a nicer place if the hos switched to apple picking.

XxCRYBABYxx: all the VIP rooms would be empty.

WhiningBitch: the orchards would be teeming with idiocy.

XxCRYBABYxx: is there scientifically verifiable information that says dumb people like bad music?

WhiningBitch: i don't know, but i love kylie minogue for the same reason, I think. it's mental intercourse with a musical blowup doll. That superficiality and nothingness is a kind of death. A finality.

XxCRYBABYxx: shut up

WhiningBitch: Death! Death, I say!

XxCRYBABYxx: i dunno

WhiningBitch: there just is nothing to find in any of the details of the work presented. it's like a basement in a Sartre novel.

XxCRYBABYxx: do stupid people gravitate to stupid music or is it learned?

WhiningBitch: both. i think community reinforces their desire to have Cristal dumped on their breasts. that kind of self-loathing is not innate, or we'd see similar behavior in other mammals.

XxCRYBABYxx: hmmm

WhiningBitch: meanwhile, talk about gravitating to stupidity, I'm surfing myspace all day: http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewPicture&friendID=94339&friendName=Myla+Leigh+Chenoa&Mytoken=367666D9-B1A9-4AEA-A62E84A70BF2D3741292480984

XxCRYBABYxx: brilliant

WhiningBitch: I am every bit as stupid as everyone I think is stupid.

XxCRYBABYxx: bullshit

WhiningBitch: gotta stop asking asian strippers from ft. Lauderdale to go to brunch.

XxCRYBABYxx: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=71676&Mytoken=06E43BCE-BED9-46A4-92BB9E130BCEEBBA1102443343

WhiningBitch: Interests: razor blades, birthday parties, Ted Bundy, hot pink lipstick, Chanel purses, dirty underwear, cum stains, insomnia, fake eyelashes, slit wrists, beauty queens

XxCRYBABYxx: fuck yes

WhiningBitch: take her apple picking.

XxCRYBABYxx: I think I have.
:: mike 5:06 PM [+] ::

so much happening, it's hard to put it in sentence form. i just clog up with stuff. i'll bullet point.


- went over to my sister's house, played her the songs for the new record. really weird to hear them, such infants, so unsure of themselves right now. even the heavier ones, the bright and shiny pop ones. they are wandering around in my voice, not sure how they want to come out. it's very discombobulating, and also incredibly affirming. there are some absolute killers on this next one. and it takes a lot for me to say stuff like that about my own work.

- friday night - huge flood in my apartment. my studio wasn't affected, but it rained in my bedroom, and traveled five more floors down the building. I'd just gotten a new queen size bed. apparently it was not the right one. It's now a queen sized sponge, and weighs about 2500 pounds. the place is a disaster, but somehow the episode felt cleansing, as it occured on the anniversary of the release of Skimming.

- World Cafe performance with Lesley will air this week. I'm psyched for her, and think we played great. WXPN in Philly has been so supportive of me, and reached out to her, too.

- so much else, just ridiculous. it's a blur. i'll sort it out, dole it on a need to know basis.


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:: mike 9:36 AM [+] ::