i didn't get off ze phone until like half an hour ago my time and i didnt know if it'd be too late. ah, tomorrow!
my dressy bessy memory is so, so wonderful. driving to philadelphia with you and ding and shelly, tammy saying ding was her merch girl so she could get into the bar even though she wasn't old enough, that craaaazy blonde girl who came up to the merch table and talked forever, showed us pictures, i can see the one of her with a guy in a lobster suit so clearly in my mind TO THIS DAY, the dressy drummer had on a landspeedrecord shirt with two little pins over where it said "landspeedrecord" because he liked the picture but didn't like the band, then dancing around like crazy when they played in the other room, i even remember what i was wearing! we listened to "13 tales from urban bohemia" by the dandy warhols, which had just come out, on the drive home.
sometimes i think it'd be a good idea to write down every music-related memory i can remember, as far back as like my entire life. i get huge urges to do it. i know that i could write forever on just the things that are in my head at this particular moment, so i guess it's the size of the undertaking that's stopped me so far.
lallllllllllllllove!
