Not much to say today. Yesterday we won pizza at a baseball game, I mustn’t forget that for lunch, and, uhm, I thought of a title for my memoirs, mustn’t forget that either. This morning, as I got what I could get in order for the upcoming day together as well as I could, I listened to St. Elsewhere from Gnarls Barkley for the first time. That album makes me happy – so playful with all these nice little twists and surprises, and then to get all that commercial acceptance! It makes me feel hopeful for the stupid world, which is an achievement today after staying drunk all weekend and not being drunk anymore now.
Sigh. J*Fish, who lent me St. Elsewhere, was also the one who gave me the Grey Album and made me like Dangermouse (I only knew him from his Dinah Washington remix on the third Verve Remixed album, not my favourite track). Every time someone plays "Crazy" (that is, many times a day) I’ll think of him. Stupid North Bay. Why is it so far? Anyways, I understand a bunch of pop people have covered that song acoustically and I’ve got to wonder why such a thing would be deigned desirable. I haven’t heard any of them and I’m not sure I want to. Aren’t the beats with that big reedy Cee-lo voice the whole point?
UPDATE: I've been informed one of the people who have covered 'Crazy' acoustically is Ray LaMontagne, which means I've transitioned from scornful confusion to really, really wanting to hear it - with an adorable cinnamon-grater voice like his I can imagine myself liking it much better than the original.