The end...

...of an era of sorts.

I went and saw Wilco for what is probably the very last time a couple of nights ago. They were good as they always are. The kept Sky Blue Sky songs to a minimum. I only felt like i was driving a Jetta for a very short time. I was as close as i've ever been to the band for the first 15 minutes of the show, that was neat. I went with another person to a Wilco concert for the first time ever, it was distracting. I left the show about 2/5ths of the way through because of personal problems. I still shuddered the whole way through when they played Pot Kettle Black. The fans at the show seemed like jerks. I still knew all the words to all the songs the played. It felt good, really good, and i am not sad that i left early even though they played 2 encores of 9 songs primarily from Being There. Wilco is probably one of my favorite bands. I can listen to their records from time to time and feel good, but i've seen them enough times to know that their live shows are increasing in price, deteriorating in quality, and the people at them don't feel like i do about the music. That's the most way concise way I can say it.

muchluv,

kev.m.

Today...

...I will send 2 seemingly contradictory things.

I like them both very much and I think this of this as a kind of nice showing of 2 of the many sides of me.

Side 1:

Livin in a small town, you can see you enemies from miles and miles away.
They know when you're at the liquor store, and when you're at the library.
I know this woman Teri. Man, she's a real screw up.
But we like to keep her around cause it makes us feel good.
Like, "Man, I'm glad I'm not that messed up".
Living in a small town, you can see your enemies from miles and miles away.
I like to go walk around downtown on Sunday morning,
When the squares are all in church, and the hipsters are still asleep.
I feel like I can finally walk in peace.
I know this woman little blue, she's only about 5'7''
But when she's on her tip toes, she must be...a million feet tall!
All the way up to the Moon!

-Roughly quoted from John Wilkes' Booze 5 Pillars of Soul

Side 2:



Kitty Pride,

-kevinleeguebaseball

Sonrie...

...Jesus te ama.

-the kevbunny

out of the 4 things i ought to be doing...

...this is not one of them.

Fuck it. Welcome to my blog. Somehow this seems a productive activity, at least as it pertains to personal health. So I post. No one else really posts. The challenge is dead. I linger (ramble) on.

Today's bit of stuff comes via my penchant for googeling (goggling) mahself. Up to this point, beyond everything I already am, I am:

A much-hated professional soccer referee
A jujitsu master
At least three or four different computer programmers
A pretty good cross country runner.

I found out I am something else today. This happens to be my favorite thing.

I am the leader of my very own gospel choir. Behold:

Kevin Terry and the Predestined

(also on the youtubes)

What the fuck are you?

-kevordained