Minneapolis like what

I've been getting Blender Magazine for free for a little while now (and it's terrible, but when it's sitting on the toilet i can only reason that there are words in it and not on the wall...). In the new issue they have a list (a staple of the music magazine without enough real content to fill every issue) of the top 100 indie rock albums of all time. It's not terrible, it's safe and forgettable, but i noticed that, if you include The Hold Stead (and i do), there are 3 Minneapolis bands in the top 20. 

It's not really that many, but Minneapolis gets no credit for the music that comes out of here. So there, everywhere but New York, L.A. (ish) and London. Even crappy magazines can't deny that we've got something. 

(and Dave, i agree with the Mountain Goats post...they made the crappy Blender "indie" list too)

Remember the Alamo

It was just last night, at the Indigest editors meeting, that a great man said:

In Mexico, not surprisingly, they don't remember the Alalmo.

Posting a couple of times in one night is confusing when I don't post for a month and you never read this

So writers strike blah blah blah

Lateshowwritersonstrike.com blah blah blah

this is kind of funny

short list of ideas I'm having right now

At what point does the trivial somehow take on an aura of brilliance?

I don't even know what that means.

but, you know, you read something like Cathedral, and the actualy action is so trivial, nearly meaningless, though not meaningless.
The narrator is kind of a bastard, kind of everyday. But it somehow seems moving.
Somedays
and sometimes I wonder why it is. Because I don't know that he daw the beauty of the moment, and that's the saddest part of the story.
i wonder if i miss that beauty today