Not sure what got into me when we played last night. It just felt urgent. A release. Lord knows I've needed it after the last couple of months. Anyway, thanks to everyone who came up to me and said we were good. I always feel that we are the most inconsistent band in Halifax. One night we're great, next time a total disaster. But I think last nite we pulled it off, somewhat.

Speaking of release, there's alot of stuff I'd like to get into, as I know my posts for the last little while have lacked in anything of a personal nature. But, well, it's almost time for me to go to work. So I'll leave you with some Wilco, originally on Been There and re-released as part of the "Kicking Television" live cd. Don't have Been There, but if the rest of the songs are as good as this, I'll pick it up soon. You know, when I'm not poor.

Misunderstood


When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you're telling a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
You love her but you don't know why

Short on long term goals
There's a party there that we ought to go to
If you still love rock and roll
You still love rock and roll?

It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off of your CD
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me

Take the guitar player for a ride
'Cause he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
It'll be years before he gets over it

There's a fortune inside your head
When all you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
With the fortune inside your head

I know you're just a mama's boy
You're positively unemployed
So misunderstood
So misunderstood

I know you've got a god-shaped hole
You're bleeding out your heart full of soul
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

I'd like to thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all