Time to write up a convincing commercial for myself, and on my first cup of coffee! Type in a semi-coherent fugue is probably more like it. You know, a fresh unpolished sample of me: before my shower, before breakfast, not quite yet willing to put on any music. Not as I'd meet you some evening, certainly, but perhaps as I might be on a morning afterwards.
By the power of inertia I hereby declare I am more or less awake! There, glad that's settled.
Hmmm....music+sleeping roommates=headphones. Right.
Something industrial coming right up. It's sunny, so a daytime sound rather than the usual night music...
How about Sister Machine Gun? Then maybe Machines Of Loving Grace. Great, my peculiar idiosyncrasy of associating songs with times of day or seasons is momentarily satisfied.
I should probably write something about myself in this "self-summary". Have I mentioned I like industrial music? Oh, I did?
Then I should go on to say I'm your typical Generation X alternative counterculture freak.
Give me the cyber/industrial, the punk, the goth, the metal, the hippie, and the beatnik. Give it it all up to me now for absorption into my electric brain.
I live in north Seattle. I know how to have a good time. I don't use hard drugs and I'm not an alcoholic, though I like the occasional strong drink and certainly believe in the religious significance of the psychedelic experience.
I think I'll boast a bit and say that while perhaps no athlete, I'm in incredible health. I can easily go biking for 40 miles, party all night, then ride ten miles back home afterwards like I did last Friday (3/1/13) when I got to go see Velvet Acid Christ at the Highline Bar. They have ginger bourbon there! I'll be back there soon, I'm sure. Maybe with you?
I have strong New Left political leanings and passionately hate politics and having to participate, which I do because it's my damned responsibility to be on the historical record as opposing today's outrageous policies.