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yendiSo, after getting a few more hours of sleep this morning, I felt almost human (which may be a good or a bad thing, depending on how you define "human." I've resisted the urge to get work done, having already claimed the sick day, and have been accomplishing a few things around the house -- a quick shopping trip, doing taxes, some cleaning, baking, etc.
I've also been listening to music. One of the worst things about losing my hard drive last month was losing that 5 gigs of music I'd ripped. All of the music is on CD, but it's not nearly as convenient that way.
However, I'm rediscovering the joy of a great CD, as opposed to just great songs. So far, I've listened to:
Metallica: The Black Album -- just a great head-banging experience.
Billy Joel: Glass Houses -- The first rock album I ever owned. And still one of my all-time favorite album sides -- side one contained three songs that ended up on his Greatest Hits CD ("You May Be Right," "It's Still Rock and Roll to Me," and "Don't Ask Me Why"), the nifty one-night-stand song, "All for Layna," and the greatest song about phone sex, "It's Just a Fantasy."
Paula Cole: This Fire -- Just for "Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?" and "Road to Dead," this should be known as one of the best albums of the '90s. But thanks to Kevin Williamson using the throwaway song "I Don't Want to Wait," on his tv show, it will forever be blemished as having That Fucking Song From Dawson's Creek. It's still a killer CD.
Forbidden Broadway Strikes Back -- This is the one CD in the box set that I've listened to least, mainly because almost everything skewered on this CD was from well after I left New York. But the six-song Rent parody, if at times specific to the NYC production, is a hoot ("Precocious, obnoxious kids reinventing Hair and Cher and Vanity Fair. Aren't we cute? To boot, hear the Grungies hoot. We're such a famous fad! We aren't the Met, forget that musical gem. This ain't Boheme!"), as is the Disney on Bway "Be Depressed."
Off to find the next CD.
Oh, and on the movie front, Shanghai Knights opens today, to mixed reviews at Rotten Tomatoes (barely Fresh at last count), but all three critics I care about -- Lisa Schwartzbaum, Elvis Mitchell, and Roger Ebert -- give it high marks. It's definitely on my list to see.
I've also been listening to music. One of the worst things about losing my hard drive last month was losing that 5 gigs of music I'd ripped. All of the music is on CD, but it's not nearly as convenient that way.
However, I'm rediscovering the joy of a great CD, as opposed to just great songs. So far, I've listened to:
Metallica: The Black Album -- just a great head-banging experience.
Billy Joel: Glass Houses -- The first rock album I ever owned. And still one of my all-time favorite album sides -- side one contained three songs that ended up on his Greatest Hits CD ("You May Be Right," "It's Still Rock and Roll to Me," and "Don't Ask Me Why"), the nifty one-night-stand song, "All for Layna," and the greatest song about phone sex, "It's Just a Fantasy."
Paula Cole: This Fire -- Just for "Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?" and "Road to Dead," this should be known as one of the best albums of the '90s. But thanks to Kevin Williamson using the throwaway song "I Don't Want to Wait," on his tv show, it will forever be blemished as having That Fucking Song From Dawson's Creek. It's still a killer CD.
Forbidden Broadway Strikes Back -- This is the one CD in the box set that I've listened to least, mainly because almost everything skewered on this CD was from well after I left New York. But the six-song Rent parody, if at times specific to the NYC production, is a hoot ("Precocious, obnoxious kids reinventing Hair and Cher and Vanity Fair. Aren't we cute? To boot, hear the Grungies hoot. We're such a famous fad! We aren't the Met, forget that musical gem. This ain't Boheme!"), as is the Disney on Bway "Be Depressed."
Off to find the next CD.
Oh, and on the movie front, Shanghai Knights opens today, to mixed reviews at Rotten Tomatoes (barely Fresh at last count), but all three critics I care about -- Lisa Schwartzbaum, Elvis Mitchell, and Roger Ebert -- give it high marks. It's definitely on my list to see.