Turn your radio off.
So, what have you been up to? I'm sure Siren Music Festival was fantastic. And how about those Birdmonster shows and Dirty on Purpose's record release gig at Mercury Lounge? Mind blowing, that's what I heard. What's that? Oh, you're going to see Robbers on High Street on Wednesday. No, you're right. They are my favorite summertime band. No, no. I won't be there. Will I be at the Cat Power show instead? No, I'll still be here in Queens listening to Nelly Furtado's "Promiscuous Girl" for the upteenth time. Or "Hips Don't Lie." Can't forget that one.
I've realized that I am the snobbiest of the music snobs. I've decided to embrace my snobbery after spending the last month feeling completely cut off from music that provides any aural pleasure. Don't get me wrong; Nelly and Justin are fine in small doses, but I've definitely exceeded my intake of Incubus. I'm feeling the need to reconnect to music that I actually enjoy. I've had Pearl Jam's "Alive" running through my head lately. Maybe the song has become a subconscious anthem as I relive dorm life and look ahead until August when I'll be able to rejoin the music scene. That was a funny comment, huh?
So, yes. I'm looking forward to August. Or at least near August because I might have to leave Queens to follow Sound Team and Cold War Kids around New York. Three shows in three days. I should at least make it to one, don't you think?
Sound Team: Your Eyes Are Liars
Cold War Kids: Pregnant
Thanks to Dan for keeping Indie Don't Dance up and running while I bounce between Queens and the Bronx this summer.
I'll check in again later.