feeling somewhat inspired by last night’s spur-of-the-moment “school of rock” excursion, my afternoon stroll to buy tickets for the radio birdman show evolved into a modest, gingerbread latte-fueled shoping spree that yielded the following minifest of rock: a pearl jam “lost dogs” cd, a jet “get born” cd, a bumper billy bragg best-of cd, and, um, the cd single of “hey ya” by outkast… evidently young urban black people are writing music which doesn’t suck. could it be that i am even considering that black eyed peas cd? um. i’ll get back to you.
the shiny tinsel on my tree of rock is this amusing pair of earrings from sportsgirl. look, there is black gothic type spelling out “rock”. a skull and crossbones. two dangly chains at the end of which are a heart and a star. all on the one earring! there is a price tag which says $14.95 reduced to $4.95, which in turn was reduced at the register to $3.95. having threaded it through my long-unadorned earlobe not fifteen minutes ago, i’m now feeling the first allergic reactions of warmth and itchiness around the piercing. it couldn’t possibly be more punkrock, yeah!
today’s purchases were made possible by the divine miss m, lady captain of the good ship artfiles, who turned around my invoice quicksmart, and suddenly my bank account had grown by like, 40%.