i had ice cream cake for lunch today. it was someone’s birthday and i didn’t feel like eating cafeteria food again so i just held out for the sweet stuff. i think the lack of nutrition, post-sugar rush combo is making me a little woozy though. such irresponsibility, i love it.

i have to go home and eat up though to fuel my body for the hot chip show tonight. after their coachella set, i know it will not be something to take lightly. none of that chilling toward the back nodding your head business; hot chip demand serious bouncing.

peculiar, if not surprising, how strongly my eyes light up when i see the words, ‘new montain goats’ on any music site, anywhere… pitchfork pointed me to a daytrotter sessions post of four live tracks i hadn’t heard before. they’re not even stand-out tracks, really — although with a catalog stretching past the 300 song mark, that only gets harder and harder to do, so you can’t hate too much — but i love them anyway.

and that brings up an interesting thought: if he’s not working on a new album due out by year’s end, this’ll be the first year in at least three that my annual top five is goatless… and in two that it’s decemberist-less! there really hasn’t been much else to fill the void either. how sad.