The Breeders, August 22nd. Ferris snapped this photo & I’m posting it because it’s way less blurry than mine.

Yep, went to see the Breeders on Saturday night. I kept staring at Kim and thinking, My friend Angi watched Buffy with you. Kelley Deal’s shirt boasted a picture of a banana riding a bicycle. You can’t really top that. This felt like coming home. I thought back to listening to Last Splash on cassette in junior high, hanging out at my grandmother’s house. I used to play “Roi” and “Do You Love Me Now” over and over and(yes) over again. Their original bass player, Josephine Wiggs, played with them–she’s doing a couple dates of the tour which is just insanely awesome. I swooned big time for her. Here’s Josephine on part of “Metal Man,” from Saturday’s show(I did not record this, and the sound isn’t perfect but you get the idea):

So yes. A wise, wise decision to see the Breeders

Right now? Everything else rests in and out of boxes in absolute disarray. I’m moving this week(well, this weekend but oh the preparation). I also have a poetry gig this weekend, and I start school the day after I move. I’m threadbare and grinding my teeth, and having my fair share of nightmares to boot. I just need to get through this week without completely losing my mind.

I keep trying to start an entry about Bloomfield, about leaving the neighborhood and how I feel about that. It’s hard to sum up, and I should really do a better job with my words though this doesn’t seem like the time nor the subject to get it right. All in due time. Right now I’m exhausted. More soon, I’m sure.