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Date: February 14th, 2020.

Time of Writing: 7:36 PM

Weather: Frigid and clear.

Mood: There's a piece of meat stuck in my teeth.

Day Overview: Happy Valentine's Day, I guess! I didn't do much today. The radio episode went great. Sahil was my guest, as well as his friend Ugonna, who I wasn't anticipating, but he was really cool. He's a grad student at the business school here. Tsz came by and gave Sahil and I Valentine's Cards, just to show her appreciation, which was really nice of her. She listened to the show as well. I played a lot of good stuff, imo, but the internet on my laptop wasn't working so I couldn't take requests without resorting to the very dangerous method of using the station computer to play stuff off YouTube. They ordered a couple pizzas from Dominos, and after the show we sat around in the basement of the campus center eating them. Not in the station, mind you, but at a table near the stairs. All told I was out until about three in the morning. When I came back I was surprised to find Jade was still awake. We chatted for a bit, and then I went to bed. Both him and Isaac are gone for the weekend.

I got a haircut today. A lot shorter than I thought I'd be getting but you know what it'll grow in. Didn't let the barber touch my hair in front, but the sides and back of my head are a lot less gross looking now. I had some misadventures deciding on where to go to get the haircut and eventually just decided on the place in the campus center. I came back to my room and listened to some music while I textbanked. Debating whether or not to canvas tomorrow, considering basically nobody is around and my Vampire session is cancelled for the week. Hmm.

On My Mind: Why don't I keep toothpicks in my room the piece of meat isn't budging and whenever I touch it with my tongue I just push it deeper into my mouth it sucks so bad I swear I'm about to use idk the corner of the end of a piece of paper and cut the fuck up out of my face and get it out that way oh my god i seriously need to rethink my life choices those ribs were good but not that good please get this out of my mouth this instant I walked around the dining hall with a piece of food on my face and nobody told me it was there what an embarassment this piece of meat really needs to get unstuck from my motherfucking teeth!!!!!

• The Slow Rush by Tame Impala: Pretty smooth album, groovy, a bit too much like Currents, but the production work here is pretty solid and the songs are catchy. There are downsides though. First, Patience isn't on the album. Secondly, the lyrics are garbage throughout. Third, while Kevin Parker's voice is nice, he feels the strange need to layer all sorts of stupid effects over it throughout the album, which can really ruin his vocal delivery at time, already more subdued than his last few efforts. Fourth, though the production is nice, it seems to be pretty uniquely focussed on making things smooth instead of making them pop. The smooth-pop dichotomy is a 4,000 word essay in of itself, so I'll leave it there. Overall I enjoyed it but I was very aware of its flaws throughout. 7/10.
• What's Tonight to Eternity by Cindy Lee: As far as weird indie music goes this is pretty solid stuff. As far as music that I actually like goes this is pretty middle of the pack. A lot of the potentially interesting bits drown in the haze of the lo-fi recording here, which as far as I can tell is somewhat intentional but as far as I can hear is misguided. It's carried by a few songs, including the closer Heavy Metal, and for that reason it gets the 7/10, but if it was missing even one of these it'd be a 6 or even a 5.
• Swimmer by Tennis: Now this was really solid. Honestly surprised me. It's a good dream pop album, sure, but you can tell each song was made with the details in mind. It reminds me of Anak Ko by Jay Som when it comes to each song being somewhat unique, but less so. It's not as good as that album but it's still solid. I'm trying to keep these writeups short because I've got so many to get through. 8/10.
• Cardboard City by Zack Villere: Now this one sucks. Finally a bad album, I've been on too much of a streak. Zack tries a lot here, and he strikes out on a lot here. His mumbly vocals suck dogshit. His instrumentals are barebones. The features are pretty lacking. What saves this record from being thrown in the pile of 1s and 2s is that the palette of sounds he paints from is aggressively pleasing to the point of being somewhat dull. That is to say, none of the sounds in here made me kvetch. It's pretty bad. 4/10.
• Honeymoon by Beach Bunny: They'd be pretty solid openers for Japanese Breakfast or for Snail Mail. This is pretty much landfill indie but it's danceable and nice. Formulaic, but done well. I'd dance at the concert. Perfectly serviceable record. I like Lili's vocals, and the guitars are nice. I can't really remember what any of the songs individually sound like. 6/10.

• I finished everything I started today, so far.

Works Produced: Wrote a few hundred words of an essay, and that's about it. At least it was writing? What can I say.

Other Thoughts: Thank you for tuning in last night if you did, and for reading the blog in general. This is going to be a pretty subdued weekend, seeing as most of my friends are out of town. I expect that in two days I'm going to dump several thousand words into the On My Mind section and go insane.