I must have been having one of my good days today. I managed to go down to the bookstore by the bus transfer center and buy some books for class that I needed. Then I went back and hopped on the Number 7, went to the local clinic and get my physical therapy set up for my shoulder and hip.
Tomorrow that happens. Mom already warned me I'm going to be worn out. I figured that much already.
I got some new (to me, anyway) Muse music over the weekend. They had two demo tapes back in the day, and the average Muse fan can apparently get the later one if they know where to look (apparently the first one is being held hostage by someone close to the band (some say one of Dom's exes, possibly even one of the band members, and nobody's going to release those songs.)
But I got the second one, in its entirety, with crystalline clarity and Matt not having a clue how his voice worked yet (his notes were all over the place, like he was on a rollercoaster.) It was all perfectly legal; someone happened to get that original tape, remastered it, and put it up for everyone else to get ahold of, purely out of the goodness of their hearts. I thank them so much-it was wonderful.
So of course, me being me, I went and got it the minute I heard of it. About half the songs I had heard later versions of already, but the other half were very old songs that never made it beyond this demo. And they were sweet, too. Very different style than the studio made album from two years later (this demo was made in 1997...meaning the band was still in their teens when they recorded it).
It's a scream to hear your favorite band when they were just getting rolling. Incubus, being my second favorite, just sound insane (since one of the songs is Psychopsilocybin and the album title is Fungus Amongus, I think I know why they were insane...bit of 'shroom? Some weed, perhaps?)
Of course, Muse freely admitted to having done the 'shrooms. There's a couple videos on Youtube. I saw some stuff other places, too. I don't condone drug use or anything, but they did and do what they do. Neither band seems addicted to what they were doing-in fact Muse have mostly given up the 'shrooms and Incubus appears to have grown beyond the weed. Mostly. I'm okay with a little recreational use as long as they A) don't get caught and B)don't hurt anyone.
So, physical therapy tomorrow. Yay me. If I can get out of bed to type when I get back, I'll try and write an entry. But I'm making no promises.
Oh, and my Capstone. Ha. I have to write two stories for my 400-level English class. Now those who aren't doing a Capstone have to revise one of them. Capstoners have to revise both. Then there's some other stuff that I have to do and ta dah! I have done it-the thing I've been dreading for three straight years.
I don't know what I was so worried about. If I get two decent ideas and stretch them out to 10 or 15 pages I'm in the clear. Practically easier than breathing.
So, I have to get some sleep so I can at least be partially prepared for the tweaking nasties tomorrow...
Ta,
Bec
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