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Brock, Pitchfork Media has a review of the B-side, Wicked Child. They say the newest B-sides have been pretty blah. Which I agree with. They're not up to par with their older B-sides. I have only listed to Gagging Order, though, and the B-sides for There, There.
Just a quick message to say hullo…
So today I’m searching for the new b-sides included in the new Radiohead single, “Go to Sleep”. The single doesn’t hit the American shelves until September 9th I believe, but the MP3’s are online right now…somewhere.
Here’s what I want: Fog (again), I am a Wicked Child, I am a Citizen Insane, Gagging Order (also known as ‘Move Along’, an old Kid A track).
If you’ve got a clue as to where they are, clue me in. Likewise, if I find em first, I’ll let you know.
That was my little something that I planned on posting. I guess I just let it slip my mind yesterday when I got wrapped up in watching the Back to the Future DVDs. I think I only have two more posts or so on that trip diary, so that’s all well and good.
Yesterday was pretty interesting. Like I said, I got involved with the Back to the Future movies sometime around 1:00 and I ended up spending the rest of my free time reading that screenwriting book. It’s a good book, and I’m about halfway through it now. I had a couple of ideas and thoughts for movies that I want to eventually make. Reading that book has helped me to sort many of those ideas out and make them “presentable”.
After that, I went over to Marco’s place and watched a movie called The Tao of Steve. Although I wouldn’t say it was a resounding masterpiece, it was viewable. Then, preceding that viewing, we went in search of gas. If you turn on CNN you can hear about our great tragedies, such as a loss of gas. Marco and I managed to find gas however at a small QT station right by his apartment and my house. As soon as we found it we called up his co-workers and got them to drive over and refuel their cars as well.
That’d be great if Year of the Rabbit didn’t have any gas and they got stuck here in Phoenix. “Hey dudes, sorry you’re stuck. But hey! At least you can play songs for us until the gas lines get fixed!”
The following day we decided that it was time to go on a hunt for the Golden Gate Bridge. When we first arrived in the city of San Francisco the entire vicinity was engulfed in fog and mist, which made it very hard to locate the Golden Gate (despite the fact that it was one of the most notable pieces of American architecture). It was funny though at first because when we first drove into San Francisco we came across the bay bridge and followed it into Oakland. Most of my family immediately assumed that it was the Golden Gate Bridge that we had crossed. “Oh, that has to be it” my brothers exclaimed. “I mean, how many bridges are there in San Francisco? That was a bridge, and it was in San Francisco. Therefore, we just crossed the Golden Gate Bridge!” I on the other hand insisted that it wasn’t the Golden Gate Bridge on accounts that it wasn’t bright red and because it had many more supportive beams. If you’ve ever visited San Francisco or if you live in it, then you know what I’m talking about. The Bay Bridge is steely and gray, and it has multiple beams jutting out from its surface. The Golden Gate Bridge however, is red and occupied by two massive beams on the far ends of the bridge’s encompass. Still, despite my reasoning, I was shot down by just about everyone else in the car. “Maybe they took the red paint off and colored it gray so that terrorists couldn’t find it” someone offered. “Those terrorists will smash into any national monument they can, and I’m sure they’d want to destroy the Golden Gate if they got the chance to.” Quietly, I deferred on the matter and let it rest. Besides, the second we were bombarded with a street vender selling t-shirts and post-cards, they’d get an idea of what the Golden Gate looked like. Sure enough, before visiting Alcatraz I collected numerous post cards with pictures of the Golden Gate on them, promptly displaying them before one and all in my party as irrefutable evidence that we had, in fact, crossed the Bay Bridge, not the Golden Gate.
That’s why our second day in the city of San Francisco ended up becoming nothing more then a glorified search party fumbling through the fog in order to find an unmistakable landmark. Eventually, we found it. After following the guidance of a map (which is a wondrous device when put to use) we found the Golden Gate Bridge. I’m glad we found it too, because it was truly an experience for everyone in the car to behold. Alcatraz had been my own personal destination. The Golden Gate Bridge on the other hand was something we all wanted to see, and it was a brilliant sight indeed. The city was still under the fog’s siege, making the bridge look very mysterious and confounding. In fact, it reminded me of that part in the Incredible Hulk where the military chases Bruce Banner to San Francisco. The Hulk, trying to escape their jets and helicopters, clings on to the beam of the bridge, lurking above the fog. I actually managed to pull a fast one on my younger brother Parker by saying, “Look! There’s the Hulk” and pointing wildly into the air.
After we drove through the bridge we were led into Marion County (which is pretty much owned by writer and director George Lucas) where we had lunch. At lunch we decided to go and visit the Golden Gate Park in San Francisco as well as its renowned Japanese Tea Garden. Hence, we left the green and lush Marion County and stumbled into the equally green and lush Japanese Tea Gardens. I’m glad I got to see that too, because a lot of the foliage and plant life were natives to Japan. They even had ponds set up around the garden with stepping-stones for you to cross on. At one point we came to a bridge that curved so sharply, we had to climb across it as opposed to walking.
After seeing the gardens we enjoyed some nice hot green tea in the peaceful atmosphere. Ultimately, it ended up being the most peaceful day of the entire trip…bridges and all.
No, not that kind of gas. Brock and I live in Phoenix, and if hadn't heard already, we're having a gas shortage crisis. In fact, I may not be able to go to the YOTR show tonight because I need to conserve the gas I have. What a bummer!! Maybe their tour bus won't be able to get gas and they'll be stuck here playing shows until the matter's resolved!
Brock, where's that little somethin', somethin' you were going to post, huh?
Well, Brock and I are losers. We failed to post Saturday or Sunday. We have failed!!
This Friday I leave for Denver, Colorado. I will be quite busy there with a trip to a Broncos game (Monday night on TV), the Radiohead concert, and a Rockies game. I'll do my best to post from there, giving you the highlights.
