Live at the Internet

After the beauty I have experienced, I no longer find myself able to enjoy the Grace LP. All things considered, Grace and Mystery White Boy pale in comparrison to Live at Sin-é, despite the wonderful renditions of Dream Brother and, my favorite moment, the bridge of Mojo Pin on MWB. The liner notes are correct: Jeff Buckley is nowhere brilliant as the Sin-é, a small coffeeshop in NY. The setting presents him as, i am sure, he was intended to be wittnessed. It creates an atmosphere of personal interaction, and, to use a cliche, it is as if he is singing to you.The absence of a Pitchfork review had left me somewhat put off, until I contrasted that with the other thoughts I've been having lately about their website. While Pitchfork may have provided me the occasional gem I otherwise would have been oblivious to (My Bloody Valentine, Boards Of Canada, et al.) they have a habit of overrating acts that SOUND indie. This bothers me deeply, as their literary presentation as a service for music eclectics seems self-serving and false in nature, especially when they serve a specific, unobjective ideal. Objectivity in media is one thing I value, however, it seems to rely heavily on organization to properly strip an event of the opinions of any individual writer/journalist. Of course, once such organization is present, it presents an opportunity for a specific group or person in charge of the organization to off their own spin on the information (repeat after me: CNN).


The previous writing is unfinished, unedited, and underthought. I am no longer able to continue, on the grounds that my mind is failing me. Or, better, it is overreaching the scope of the previous topic for the time being.

Sterling is the master of doublethink, so he has professed. I, however, claim the right to the title Master of Chainthink. My mind will analyze every thought, then analyze the analyzation of each thought, and so forth. It will also diverge from each thought to associated topics, then analyze those topics, and so forth.

EDIT [one minute later]: my mind thinks in fractals. thoughts, drawn out, would form fractals. that is probably the best way to describe it. usually, i will clear my mind of most branch topics every time i find a thought i'd like to use as the basis for a new thought. my mood typically dictates the length of time i will let my mind branch out for.

or something.