plague journaling
Jun. 11th, 2020 06:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scrubjayspeaksTwo thoughts, neither of which has any applicability or importance to our current world, and isn't that a relief sometimes?
1) I think every home should come with an air compressor line installed somewhere. We have them at work for cleaning debris off machines and parts alike. I swear, there are very few problems that cannot be improved or at least blown out of sight by a high-pressure stream of air. I just want to be able to dry things quickly or dust off things that can't be wiped down easily. And no, cans of it just aren't a sufficiently powerful substitute, though I suppose I shall have to content myself with them all the same.
2) My brain tossed up a bit of detritus in the form of a misremembered line of lyrics yesterday, which I had once known but could no longer place the song or the artist. Took me all day to even remember the thought long enough to look it up. Fortunately, google speaks fluent "shit you almost got right" and informed me it is the song "Right Now" by SR-71. This was a one-hit-wonder from my high school years, and I liked it enough to buy the album, "Now You See Inside." Wikipedia describes them as pop punk/pop rock, which seems a reasonable enough description for the INTENSELY early-aughts sound of the band.
Somehow, I have had the disc in my binder of CDs all this time but managed to overlook it for long enough to entirely forget I owned it. Once I had googled the song info, I went looking to see if the disc had even survived high school to make it into the binder. Yeah, it's right there with its x-ray robot skeleton and its yellow background. I had never digitized a copy, though, and so I haven't heard this music in, oh, probably fifteen years or so.
While "Right Now" was the hit, I personally love "Last Man on the Moon" best, with "Alive" as another dear one. I used to blast this album while driving home from school in my VW Bug, windows all rolled down to cope with summer heat in a car that only had a stereo by way of aftermarket additions and definitely did not have A/C. It's amazing how the lyrics of all the songs came back as soon as I started playing it this evening. I cannot say if they were ever much good--I have no real taste in music, only emotional responses. But my gods, this gives me nostalgia face.
1) I think every home should come with an air compressor line installed somewhere. We have them at work for cleaning debris off machines and parts alike. I swear, there are very few problems that cannot be improved or at least blown out of sight by a high-pressure stream of air. I just want to be able to dry things quickly or dust off things that can't be wiped down easily. And no, cans of it just aren't a sufficiently powerful substitute, though I suppose I shall have to content myself with them all the same.
2) My brain tossed up a bit of detritus in the form of a misremembered line of lyrics yesterday, which I had once known but could no longer place the song or the artist. Took me all day to even remember the thought long enough to look it up. Fortunately, google speaks fluent "shit you almost got right" and informed me it is the song "Right Now" by SR-71. This was a one-hit-wonder from my high school years, and I liked it enough to buy the album, "Now You See Inside." Wikipedia describes them as pop punk/pop rock, which seems a reasonable enough description for the INTENSELY early-aughts sound of the band.
Somehow, I have had the disc in my binder of CDs all this time but managed to overlook it for long enough to entirely forget I owned it. Once I had googled the song info, I went looking to see if the disc had even survived high school to make it into the binder. Yeah, it's right there with its x-ray robot skeleton and its yellow background. I had never digitized a copy, though, and so I haven't heard this music in, oh, probably fifteen years or so.
While "Right Now" was the hit, I personally love "Last Man on the Moon" best, with "Alive" as another dear one. I used to blast this album while driving home from school in my VW Bug, windows all rolled down to cope with summer heat in a car that only had a stereo by way of aftermarket additions and definitely did not have A/C. It's amazing how the lyrics of all the songs came back as soon as I started playing it this evening. I cannot say if they were ever much good--I have no real taste in music, only emotional responses. But my gods, this gives me nostalgia face.
