Weekend, and Tommorow's Show

Wow! This was a fun weekend, no doubt about that. How do I know.....I got absolutely NOTHING accomplished school work wise!

I guess the chaos kinda started on Thursday, when I got called in to work a 5:30 to Close shift on about an hour's notice. At the same time, my brother was running halfway across the city to get tix to see AVA at the Phoenix in May. So I worked the night, missed CSI (which thank god wasnt new), and then went home and crashed.

Friday, I had a lovely French test, which was perhaps the most difficult thing Ive had to do for school all year. It was pretty insane. After that, I hung out at the station for a few hours, yelling randomly in the background of Josh's show. Everything is kind of drawing to a close at the station, which is wierd, as I'll have been there seven months this week, and yet I feel like I've just started. Ill write more about tommorow's show later.

I spent Saturday morning catching up on the sleep I had missed over the course of the week. Then I headed up to Orangeville to visit some random family members I really dont like, and have very little in common with. The practical upshot of this is that I spent over 3 hours in transit to and from Orangeville, which meant plenty of time to listen to some new CD's. On Friday I found a Gordon Lightfoot tribute album that Borealis sent the station a little while back, and I gave that a listen to.

I got back from Orangeville around 8:30, and immediately met up with Lauren and headed down to the Cat's Eye at UofT St. George to see Now Yr Taken and the Postage Stamps. I dont know who the guy was that opened, but he was kinda funny. He was one of those indie kids that was just trying too hard, and wound up looking goofy...just be yourself dude. Plus like half the people who were there got up and left when he was finished, which totally sucked because they missed two awesome bands.

Mikey then took the stage, and I thought it was bloody awesome. He had two drummers and a violinist with him, and it added a whole new level of depth to it. I caught up with him after the set, and he felt that he had blown it, despite how awesome it was. I guess you perceive your own art at a whole other level that most cant understand. Then the Stamps took the stage, and played til about 1230, and were as awesome as always. I think that their coolness is expounded by the fact that they live up the street from me.

Anyway, so Lauren and I cabbed it back to Scarberia, and I got home around 130. I felt totally exhausted, and slept til 11 this morning. Then I went with my mom down to the TRL to get some info for a history essay shes working on.

So now Im here, and I should be talking about tommorow's show. I again dont have a real plan, but I can definately promise some more Shane Phillips and Screwtape Lewis. I'm also going to be spattering in some stuff from the Killers for the remainder of the season, as a sort of shout out to the two coolest Laurens in the world ;p. Also, expect something from U2's Achtung Baby, I havent decided what yet, most likely the Fly or Wild Horses, but that album has been played a lot in my CD player lately.