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Date: April 17th, 2020.

Time of Writing: 10:41 PM.

Weather: Cold, and a little cloudy. That's what I'm imagining. I have no evidence for this.

Mental and Physical Health State: I've got a belly full of pizza, a mouth with cuts on the inside, and a head full of empty.

Day Overview: Tried to sleep in, and failed. Stayed up way too late last night, and got to bed around five, and my brother kicked me out of the room so that he could do a voice call thing at noon, which woke me up. What else did I do today? I played Mario Kart for my Dad, he was playing with some friends and doing poorly so I jumped in and won a couple games for him. It was fun, but a bit easy. Otherwise I've been trying to do schoolwork and finding myself lacking the energy to do so. Even just this blog post I've been pulled away from a few times because I'm in the middle of conversations.

On My Mind: How much of the reality of my days is actually reflected in this website, I wonder? There isn't much to reflect on, but when I go back and read this in the future, will I be able to learn anything about my past self? Things that I'm not noticing now? I don't know where this train of thought is going. It's careening off a cliff, and there's no super hero coming around to push it back.

• Fetch The Bolt Cutters by Fiona Apple: The percussion? Nuts. The lyricism? Cutting. The melodies? Catchy as all hell. Repeated listens required. I've already played it twice and that's less than enough for today. This is the first album I've been around for that's actually, truly felt like an event. Maybe I'm being taken by the hype, but I thoroughly, thoroughly enjoy this. There's not a bad track. There's not a track that's worse than great, even! It's unhinged in the best possible way. 10/10. I said it. Yup.
• Earth by EOB: At some point after I heard this album I had to really soul search about how much I'd like it if I didn't know it was made by a member of Radiohead. There are moments on here that are pretty fun, but there are also really repetitive, uninteresting parts. It's pretty good, but it's not great, and I almost gave it the ooo it's got that Radiohead feeling bump before I stopped myself. The singles have most of the good stuff here. There's some heavy handed political stuff in here, and I don't disprove of political stuff, but I appreciate when there's some level of artfulness to how it's done. Bare, naked statements about political realities really only work for me when the music is harsh and raw too. 7/10 overall. Maybe it'll go up in the future, when I'm like forty or something. This feels like it took too long to cook.
• Blame It On Baby by DaBaby: Pretty bad! Just on the face. The beats are pretty uncreative and minimal, the features are alright, but everything DaBaby says feels like the worst kind of ego stroke. I know that's basically what this is all about on some level, but I can't really get behind that. This one wasn't thought about enough. I don't like it when people generally try to make things all about them, and I especially don't like it when the personality they're trying to make things about is shallow. 3/10. Hey, look at me telling you to look at me! You're looking! Oh, you sure are looking! I regret that decision, just a bit.
• Sawayama by Rina Sawayama: I haven't flip-flopped on a production decision as hard as I did on the guitars in this album. When I first heard them, I was incredibly confused. I wasn't expecting them to play such a big role, and I thought they didn't really work with the rest of the sound she was going for here. As the album went on, though, and she committed to the guitars a bit more, I saw them less as a gimmick and more as an interestingly misplaced-sounding element that really was an incredibly intentional decision that adds some body to her sound that doesn't get there from the more poppy production alone. Speaking of the production, it's kinda fire? Clarence Clarity goes off here. I enjoyed this a lot. 8/10. Now this is a cult of personality I can see myself in.
• Songs for Pierre Chuvin by The Mountain Goats: It's a boombox album! Recorded on one, that is. If you went out and played this on a boombox on a train, not only would you be taking up valuable space that people could use to distance, but people would also ask you what the fuck you were doing. This is one to kinda just take in alone, close your eyes, and pretend you're at an open mic with. 7/10, nice body of songs, it'd be selfish to ask for more but it'd be fun to get some anyway.

• Kimetsu no Yaiba animated by studio Ufotable: Episodes One - Three

Works Produced: I wrote a few hundred words of academic stuff, whether it was a response that I actually submitted or an outline for an essay I'm going to be writing over the weekend. Well, not on Saturday. Saturday is my designated day-off-no-matter-what. Not for any particular reason other than I feel it's best to observe one.

Other Thoughts: Thank you for reading my idle listless blog! We've hit 11,000 views, so I'm going to take down the party hat. The scrolling message can stay though.