yeah, yeah, yeah i’ll get to the story about the basement of the riv in a bit. in the meantime, look what my entirely-too-adored darlingjason sent me? it’s the schedule for the MN Zoo Concert series.
Govt Mule ($35) With Special Guest: Xavier Rudd 6/17/05
Martin Sexton ($25) 6/18/05
Arlo Guthrie ($40) 6/19/05
Los Lobos ($30) 6/24/05
Loudon Wainwright [...]

as previously documented on this here website, some time ago, the drummer (that’s all he’s going to be known as henceforth) of St. Paul’s Only Friends Band asked for an audience with your’s truly, supergenius extrodinaire. at the time i was giddy with the possibility. it just seemed so damn cool. and being the all-time [...]

yeah, so it’s obvious that i’m totally and utterly in love with flickr.

i’ve just finished eating the very last of the greenbag starburst jellybeans for the season. now i am sad.

this is kathy and her inside-out pajamas. she had run out of cans of budweiser so we gave her a new castle. she poured the beer, took a sip and then proclaimed “it’s like you people are from another planet.”
before i go any further, i just want to say that if i reach 59 and [...]

after the westerberg concert and the backstage debacle at The Riv (which i haven’t told you about yet), the westernerd crew headed back to the dorm for a hootenanny. Wolf, one of my travelling companions (along with Kelly and The Load) had brought a guitar, and there was booze. the booze, that is the important [...]

when you have so many stories to tell it’s hard to know exactly where to start. there’s a compulsion to tell a story in chronological order, but that always ends up in some sort of weird ‘and then and then and then’ form. then there’s the journalist who wants to tell the story inverted pyramid [...]

for those playing along at home, today is officially “Appreciate the Shins Day.” currently at Supergenuis headquarters we are appreciating the beauty and wonderfulness of “Oh, Inverted World.” if you do not have that, you can listen to The Shins appearance on The Current.

the next time i decide to go on a 48 hour bender, dance my ass right off, and stay up until all hours of the morning, remind me to take the monday after off. because i’m old now, i need a little more rebound time.
also, my horoscope is close:
Forget about what day of the week [...]

spring is here. i know this not only by the budding leaves on the bush outside my patio, but because with the window open, all the lights off and my apartment silent except for the beating of my heart, i can hear the chirping of the bugs outside. it’s a lulling warm sound that makes [...]

Jay Dryden is a much better rock and roll photographer than i am, here’s his photos of St. Paul Westerberg in Chicago.

today, i keep finding myself randomly laughing out loud. a few times laughing until i made myself cry. if you lived here you’d think i was completely insane. if you lived inside my head you’d be laughing so hard your stomach would hurt. it’s the random milwaukee-chicago flashbacks that keep popping into my head uninvited [...]

this is photographic evidence of 1. why i’ll never be a rock and roll photographer and 2. why it’s probably pretty pointless to smuggle cameras into venues. but there it is.
the Milwaukee show at The Rave kicked my ass right into next week. it was amazing.
he stepped onto the stage and immediately launched into [...]

this is a picture of random groupies standing outside St. Paul Westerberg’s tour bus. the bus was a decoy, i swore, but i was wrong. oh so wrong.

yes darling ones, i am on the road to Milwaukee for the St. Paul Westerberg show at The Rave. don’t rub your eyes, this is the beauty of predating posts. here, you can see what i am currently torturing the westernerds with. you can click it to see the big one on flickr.