Not My Birthday
My grandmother's birthday is today. Go Her. I don't know if I've blogged about her birthday before, but I have to say that certain parts remind me of a family friendly version of The Godfather. My Uncle's associates usually pass through the birthday gathering to wish her a happy birthday, so she's getting dozens of well-wishes from people that she has never met before, and my Uncle never exactly explains who any of these people are.
We've all Been Here
If I could properly credit this, I would
Amoeba
I popped my Amoeba Music cherry today
http://www.amoeba.com/ For those of you who don’t know, and are too lazy to click the link, Amoeba is an incredible used/new music store.
There were a metric fuckton of Bjork singles, which made me very happy. They have pretty much everything. Sections devoted to pretty much everything even! Trance was separate from Electronica, and a separate Metal section for you metalheads out there.
I was pretty excited when I got in there and saw so much obscure music. I always enjoy the chance to introduce people to new music, but there are times where I feel isolated in my musical preferences, so Amoeba is validation for all of my musical oddities. It's like going to a furry convention, except a lot more wholesome and definitely not something to be ashamed of.
