gods' own winamp playlist

now playing: jonatha brooke, "inconsolable"



i finally got a copy of my old temporary roommate michael tolcher's record over the weekend, along with a bunch of other stuff that i left in the van and brought to work with me...there was a ben arnold cd that i used to have that had disappeared on me, an old jann arden album that i never owned, and a couple of other things...but i haven't been able to shut off my current winamp playlist yet today...it's almost as if i set this list up with prior knowledge of what kind of mood i'd be in when i came to work today...we've got marty higgins, patty griffin, shane nicholson, blake allen, the innocence mission, eastmountainsouth, october project...i just can't bring myself to interrupt any of this yet.


i mean, i want to listen to mike's record...i've liked what i've heard of it so far. but i'm in one of my moods, and i don't want to marry his record to my frame of mind right now. does that make sense at all?


one of my main missions today is to bring a couple of people together and prepare for something that's happening in less than two weeks...something that i can't talk about in public yet. i've made the appropriate phone calls and sent out the appropriate emails - now i just have to wait and see if this is going to come together today or not. i do have a couple of options, so i want to wait and see what happens with the first round of calls before i move on to plan B. i know that the guy i've got in mind would be the perfect guy for the gig, and i know he'd enjoy it more than anyone else i have in mind, so i'm resting my hopes with him for now.


later, when i can talk about this, it'll all make perfect sense.


ooooooh....richochet in time by shawn colvin...

some music has the effect on me that i would imagine the act of stroking a pet has...this song just kinda runs across my frazzled nerve endings in that kind of manner. it comes on and i can actually feel certain muscles in my body give way a little.

i needed that.