Aug. 26th, 2004

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In preparing to make myself some food, I also decided to rinse out the sticky breakfast bowl. I put the bowl under the faucet and it sounded like a shot was fired. In reality, it was the water pressure acting bizarre -- spurting out a hard and fast blast that forced the bowl out of my hand and into the sink, breaking it in two. Saying it was the most upsetting experience of my life is obvious hyperbole, but acknowledging that I thought that for a second is not. I don't like loud noises especially right in front of my face. I'm sure it didn't help that the water squirted up into my face suddenly as well, adding to the feeling of disorientation. Funny how something so small and inconsequential seems like so much more when there's a burst of adrenaline coursing through the bloodstream.

There goes my nap.

I rode my bike all the way downtown today, to Michigan Avenue and the building that contains the Artist's Cafe. I didn't like it. It was hot and muggy and drivers were crazy and upsetting. But at least I was proud of myself for actually doing it. The distance was a little tough, but it really seemed to be more a problem of setting. Next time I might just head east and ride the entire portion south along the lake. A further ride, true, but much prettier and smoother, I'd hope. Or maybe I'm just not an adrenaline junkie.

For Bjork fans, go pick up the August 23rd issue of the New Yorker for a really great profile of her and the process of her new album. Go! Do it now! I read it this morning, completely enraptured and I don't actually read many articles on her -- interviews usually come off as weird or fomulaic, but this piece was written by someone who understands music as well as artistic and cultural context. I knew it would be a good piece when the second paragraph mentions Bjork went to go see the play "The Master and Margarita" (based on the novel) and how it's one of Bjork's favorite books. Later, the writer even likens Bjork's behavior in a crowd in Brazil to that of Margarita flying high over Moscow, "invisible and free". I think I liked the piece not just for being literary, but also because I walked away feeling smarter about Icelandic culture and music and wanting to listen to Jon Leifs's "Helka" and read the book that won the Nobel Prize in 1955 that made the world aware of Iceland as an entity. I was also particularly fascinated by the writer's thread about what is 'Nordic' and what it means.

I was sort of late on the Bjork train. I didn't become a fan, probably until Homogenic. At first I didn't dig the elfin thing. I thought she was too cutesy, too weird. Not sexy at all. She shrieked too much. I don't know how it happened, probably an accident, finally I got into it. It's always been Bjork's brain that I loved in her music and this article captures her blend of knowledge of classical style and modern techonology and I love that she really really wanted Beyonce on her new album (it didn't happen because of scheduling issues) and Bjork didn't even understand why the interviewer thought that might be weird. It was simple: "this is an album about voices, and she's got the amazing voice". I still think she's weird and cutesy and I don't personally find her sexy, however I'd love to hang out and work with that brain.

But you know, it's like avocado. You like it or you don't and there's rarely any in-between or convincing one side of the other and that's all good cause that's art and music and life. And besides I'm the guy who puts Debussy on the same mix as Neil Diamond, so obviously I just get off on weird and esoteric.

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