She Sees By Degrees

I don't know why. I took some old music out last night, had a glass (or two) of not-so-super-fine Macallan, popped in the CoolHand Band compilation that I had lying around, and lay down on the floor for a listen. Since I've got the not-so-new-hand-me-down sound system, listening to music is a whole new experience for me. All of the same songs struck the same heartstrings for me, and took me back to Ella's Deli on State Street, walking past the fountain in Library Mall, and returned me to my present day dilemma that is even more absurd that that one.

I LOVE Misspelling, if that's what it's still called.
Morning meets me on the street
I'll greet her half asleep

I LOVE Acetate, but the vinyl -> CD transfer really degraded the sound quality. I guess that shouldn't matter, because I don't have a record player to listen to the single, even if I owned it.

I LOVE Swansong as much as I did 10 years ago. I love that I know who it was written for. I think of Swanson when I listen to it. I can almost see his hair flopping in his face when I do.

I had forgotten more than half of the songs on this compilation, including the ones on the CD that had the original version of Burst on it (I don't even know the name of the CD anymore!!!). I remember that it was one the highest quality local recordings that you could get, at the time it was released.

Next up on the playlist? The Blow Pops, American Beauties. It's going to be a fine, fine day.

On the flipside of that - I'm looking for work, kinda. I'm thinking of taking the summer off, actually, but I doubt that I'll be able to do it. But it's still fun thinking about it.