the doom band that i was maybe going to check out briefly last night, which it turns out is from italy, is doing a second show at the same venue, which is also not that far from a new dance club that is having an opening night.

you can see what i was thinking, but it's not going to work - the price for the opening night is a little inflated for what amounts to some unremarkable techno, and the doom band is not interesting enough to check out on it's own merit. i'm going to scold myself if i go to that, so i shouldn't.

however, this is the band that is opening for the doom band, and it's quite an interesting piece of work. i'm not going to get out to see this on saturday, but i hope i get another chance to see them relatively soon.

torus and float here forever could do a "euler characteristic zero fucks" tour together. but, torus would have to rename themselves "coffee cup". and float here forever would have to avoid conflict with the mobius strip show.

i'm sorry.

and, i'll check this out eventually.

https://torusdetroit.bandcamp.com/releases

i almost never go to "real" rock shows like this - i've never been in the main pit of the masonic theatre - but, in the current musical climate, a jack white show, however many bands removed, so long as he's still actually making new music, would be just about as likely as i'd get to going to one.

i'm actually not at all familiar with this project. the reviews are suggesting it's a rock record and return to form, but that is predictable marketing and i'm going to dissent a little - this is still a country or folk or roots or americana or whatever record in construction, even if the guitars are (presumably) a little more forward in the mix.

what's striking me as more notable about the record is actually the production. i'd guess most people aren't going to give a fuck, but he's running his guitar through something that i've never really heard it run through before. a midi synth? a real time computer effects processor? a lot of the guitar work is kind of almost frippian, which is maybe a contradiction with his fan base, but it's been there the whole time, too.

and, if i were to spend some more time with the record, i'd no doubt find a few more little twists, like the irony that comes out at the end of the very queenish track "don't bother me".

but, what it's reminding me of is one of those paul mccartney records from the mid-70s when he was working with people he liked, rather than people he respected, and is at this point mostly lost to history. but, i bet the people that saw wings in 1974 had fun anyways, right?

there's also the premise of giving jack white another $45 (usd). i know, he's gotta eat too, right? i'd get over it pretty quickly in a different context, but this is legitimately not speaking to me.

so, i'll leave the seat open for somebody else to take - and i'm sure somebody will take it.

https://theraconteurs.bandcamp.com/

this is on saturday at the far bar in pontiac.

while it's still - unfortunately - unusual to hear a female-fronted act of this type, this doesn't seem to transcend the problems that the genre has, overall: boxy songwriting, without much attempt to break out of it. in that sense, i've already written this review a dozen times. it's a good start, but there's a long way to go.

https://covetband.bandcamp.com/album/effloresce

ok, i have a good path on friday. no stretching. no guessing. no waiting. i don't want to cut these sorts of things out, i just need to be disciplined enough to ensure that the nights i plan are as tight as this one.

fri - 12th - concert of colors (guitar set)--->paint thinner--->we were promised jetpacks---->texture

on the other hand, this is maybe more what i was looking for on monday night, even if it's done early. or, maybe i'm walking into the same thing.

hrmmn.

could i check this out early, then go to ferndale? possible.

i really don't want to be in the video, though. really.

https://paint-thinner.com/album/the-sea-of-pulp

i'll wait until they're done the filming, thanks.

https://moonwalks.bandcamp.com/album/in-light-the-scales-in-the-frame

what i remember thinking about this wave of acts that came up, which also included cymbals eat guitars, is that it went to shit essentially immediately. but, i didn't connect to this as much as i connected to why there are mountains.

listening to this now, what it actually reminds me of is a newfoundland-via-montreal canadian (do newfies get upset when you call them canadian? more or less so than when they call them newfies? hey, here's a cool joke: seven newfies walked into a bar and played an awesome set.) indie/post-rock act called hey rosetta, who i sort of miss, and i'm not sure you really get the kind of separation from that broader sound with this than you did with some of the noisier things that came from the late 00s. that is, this record could have been released closer to 1999, even if there maybe wasn't yet reason to be pissy about not having jet packs.

i can at least get a good path on friday, and this is the only reasonable option on the board (i don't want to be in anybody's photo or video shoot). but, i'm going to sit on it for a bit.

that was an unexpected loss of almost a full day, but i'm back to where i was at and hope to get a lot done.

i never completely shook off whatever i inhaled yesterday morning and could probably sleep another ten hours. but, i'm dragging along with some coffee and am going to keep pushing. it's kind of still sitting at the back of my eye sockets, in that way you get when you're hungover....

i dunno. but, i actually felt great yesterday, before that.

he's gone for the day, but there's a female upstairs coughing again. i've been through this before. it seemed like she came in for the day, because she knocked on the door a few minutes before he left. it's not the first time, either. it's very strange behaviour, isn't it? why would somebody come in right before he leaves? it's almost as though somebody came in to take the next shift, as though somebody is working up there. and, what kind of job would that be?

in fact, i noticed that in the last apartment, too, although it was for downstairs rather than upstairs. they insisted there was only one person living there; i counted at least three.

i don't even care. i just have two requests. please keep the air down or off altogether (i would prefer off altogether) and please smoke down the street if you're going to smoke at all.

so, i'm back at what i was doing, and have cleared out up to saturday. to be clear: i am not going out tonight. friday is iffy. saturday is unlikely. and, i hope to have the rest of the week worked out in the next day or two.

and, what would you do if a collateral effect of your neighbours' drug habits was that you sometimes get knocked out in the middle of the day for ten hours at a time?

ask yourself this question: if i wasn't affected by the second-hand smoke this afternoon, why was i stoned?

did my body produce the thc itself?

or am i just pretending to be stoned, and did i just trick myself into falling asleep for eleven hours?

so, that was 11 hours of sleep and i'm still feeling blurry.

it's easy enough to point to my habits, but you wouldn't actually be making any sense, if you did. this didn't happen last week, or the week before, or the week before that. further, i'm telling you that i have a clear cause and effect, as i have had all of the other times this has happened: i smell the marijuana, i get a very unpleasant "high" (that is really more like an awful low) for an hour or two, and then i pass out for around 10 hours. it's consistent. this is what second-hand marijuana does to me over and over, and it's miserable and i want it to stop.

so, i'm not just complaining about the smell. i don't like the effects of non-consensual drugging, and there should be regulations in place to prevent it from happening. marijuana is not something that belongs in residential areas, and it's not something you do inside your house by yourself; marijuana is something that belongs in bars and parks, and something that should be done in broad, social settings. but, i'm repeating myself.

i don't know what i have to do, at this point, to find a home where i can live and not be drugged against my will by my neighbours.

and, listen - this is all very consistent with itself at least. witnesses around town will testify that i get pretty stoned on a very small amount of pot. and, any time anybody has given me any kind of pot in any kind of concentration - be it shatter or brownies - i've ended up stationary, immobile or passed out. this is actually well documented, if you ask around, or if you read my blog. so, i have a very, very low tolerance for pot, and i know that. if anybody is going to find themselves affected by second-hand smoke, i'm the person...

and, in the end, this is an empirical question, and one i've actually demonstrated with a urine test. i actually, really tested positive for thc from exposure to second-hand smoke. i can show you the lab report. really.

it's ridiculously nice out right now, but at this moment i'd no doubt be heading to the diner any minute to get some coffee and sit and wait for the bus until 6:00, scolding myself for a wasted night.

even though it's really absolutely beautiful out....

....and disappointingly cold in here, too.