So, I got to Chattanooga yesterday evening. I'm so happy to be on Fall Break (even though it isn't a real break). I've hauled half the books in Thomas Cooper Library over here and I don't want to look at them. I am so tired of studying.
Last night was a nice break, though. We walked down to Mojo for dinner. Then later on Michael, Eb, and Katzman came over here. Around midnight, Eb and I went over to Lamar's where they were having the crazy Wolf Eyes show. I had no experience with the Noise genre, except I guess Gang Gang Dance, but really, that night we went to see them at the Drunken Unicorn is kind of vague in my memory (I think it was the noise). Wolf Eyes was very much noise, hard to fit the term "music" in there, let alone "rock." I kind of liked it, really, it definitely conjured an emotional response. It reminded me of that kind of poetry that doesn't really have structure, that's just words and made up words used to trigger emotions. The thing about Wolf Eyes, though, was that it was all the same emotion the whole time--a kind of primordial panic.
After the show Eb and I and some other people we'd met up with ended up driving around in circles through town, first looking for a Kareoke bar that ended up being closed with a parking lot full of homeless people, then looking for parties at addresses that didn't exist. Somewhere in the circles I got pulled over by the police, which I blame entirely on Eb. Apparently Eb magicked one of my headlights out. Darn him. (I only got a warning, though, no fine.) Then we ended up in a neighborhood near UTC, going up a narrow curvy staircase, following people who were carrying furniture. The night ended with tofu burgers and horseradish and videogame fights to the death.
Posted by linnea at October 19, 2006 3:39 PMNot a real break? Is this then the equivalent of me "creating" my own (American) Thanksgiving break simply by leaving?
Posted by: funke at October 19, 2006 5:00 PM