― minna, Thursday, 9 May 2002 00:00 (eighteen years ago) link
Let me tell you this, minna mi mamacita, when I was in high school, there was this short lived local craze with the beads.......the necklaces and braclets you make with the tiny craft-shop beads and fishing line.......how fucking corny was this, guys giving BEADS to girls while trying to act all hard and street.......this Patrick kid was making them and selling them for five bucks each......i bought one off him and then decided i would cut his grass a little bit, get my own money......so i began taking orders, about 20 people.......that weekend I go to the craft shop and pick up the shit, sit down and get to making.......it was IMPOSSIBLE......the beads were so tiny, the fishing line would bend and wobble, and making a single one took an hour......fuck it, right?......but by then I had already spent all the money on pot and porn so I had to bullshit at school until people forgot about it.....mortifying.
Since then, whenever I think of entrepreneuring, I get scared......I'm just the type of guy to let everyone down with anything involving logistics.....like when I drive by a sign that says BRIDGE RESTORATION IN PROGRESS or a big modern building being made, I imagine myself somehow being contracted to do something like that BY MYSELF and leaving it till the last minute.......i don't even own a screwdriver.....I'd call up my mom, sobbing...."MAAMAAAAAA......I FUCKED UP...."........still, she'd show up in her sneakers that night with a tupperware box of pasta and some neon construction paper and say, "we can still do it, don't give up!".....just like all those other times......but I'd say, "Mom, not this time.......supplies for this, we can't buy at 7-11 at midnight"
I get the same feeling when I watch that surgery footage.....because I can also imagine myself somehow bullshitting my way into a position where I am performing surgery, actually beginning the procedure rather than admitting I'm a fraud and losing face, blood pouring everywhere, me having absolutely no clue how to close the guy back up......"ummmm.....scotch tape!"
I still love the avalanches, because how are they to know my esoteric phobias?
― Ramosi, Thursday, 9 May 2002 00:00 (eighteen years ago) link
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 9 May 2002 00:00 (eighteen years ago) link
they like my bloody valentine, ned! :)
Always a good thing, my dear Minna. :-) I'm actually not that surprised, there's enough echoes of a glazed-sound/swirl-is-all in the band's work to suggest dreampop escapee backgrounds (not to mention an open ear for beats, natch).
― bc, Friday, 10 May 2002 00:00 (eighteen years ago) link
― minna, Friday, 10 May 2002 00:00 (eighteen years ago) link
The last song could fit onto Loveless no problem.
― Ronan, Friday, 10 May 2002 00:00 (eighteen years ago) link