March 1st, 2006


Now hiring: Roaming DJ. Pays in food and lodging. Female preferred.

I claim to need new music, but I less than three Sufjan Stevens and "COME ON FEEL THE ILLINOISE!" which I've only recently acquired. The problem seems to lie in the fact that the world is in a strange place mentally and emotionally, leaving me in a strange place musically. One minute I'll be headbobbing to Subtle or Mike Relm or Glue, then I'll be busting out my 90's alt rock collection for some nostalgia (I just bought the Toad The Wet Sprocket live album from iTunes last week), only to turn around and groove on my dance music playlist. No consistency in my life leads to no consistency in my music listening habits.