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Bob - 2004-06-23 00:47:47
We've all given up on commenting, cuz our brains are just holograms....
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Paula - 2004-06-23 07:54:35
I blame myself for making references that are to specific to my life experience. Tomorrow I'll be more topical. Or tropical!
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I wombat - 2004-06-23 09:32:11
A little tropical outing on the holodeck?
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amatt - 2004-06-23 10:53:00
Holodeck? Had to look that one up. mmm... let's see, me, Paula, Wombat, DavieB, let's tour England. Everyone seems to be doing it. Oh, and by the way, if Lollapalooza booked some jam bands, it probably wouldn't have gone away! They have cornered the festival market ya know.
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Paula - 2004-06-23 11:13:44
Well, I think the point of Lollapalooza is that it was the original "alternative" festival--not jam bands or hippie bands or classic rock. But I'm guessing its target audience--Gen Xers and indiepop kids who came of age in the 90s--just weren't into the festival thing anymore.
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amatt - 2004-06-23 11:26:53
True P. I guess you can also say that the older you get, the smaller your target audience becomes? Imagine a band in there 60's playing 'today's music' at the Mercury Lounge! Can they be successful?
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Sue - 2004-06-23 16:41:27
I think the String Cheese Incident was headlining Day 2 of Lollapalooza. Aren't they a jam band? My old-fogey reasoning for my own lack of interest in L.: I don't even like going to see shows where there are three bands on the bill; seeing, like, 10 of them in one day is too, too much.
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Mystical Beast - 2004-06-23 22:01:12
I was just saving my money for Paulapalooza.
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Bob - 2004-06-24 00:38:01
I? had it wrong anyway... our brains are lumps... our MINDS, being a process, are holograms... though we seem to have learned to live with it, even if it took us days. (But it was hard to argue with their un-presented evidence, such as the song "Laser beams... in my dreams.")
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Bob - 2004-06-24 01:05:13
And - not exactly - speaking of laser light shows, maybe it's all about needing visual aids now, since the Warpt Tour's still going. (And may well be yet another stultifying influence of high-flyin' skateboarding on that kind of music, though I wouldn't know... I just remember in the eighties when every tasteless skater suddenly had to have a thrash band, and it became too difficult to wade through to find the good.) But I do feel that a show of some sort is better than, say, Maxwell's in Hoboken, which seemed to de-stage things in a way that was trying way too hard to be unpretentious. (And then there were the flannel uniforms.)
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Bob - 2004-06-24 01:30:37
And I don't mind when singers wear flannel, but at least let them get UP on a stage, that is at least in a front room, or a back room, instead of a SIDE room. (Sorry to digress... I've just never had the opportunity to unburden myself to any participants about that.)
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editrix are for kids - 2004-06-24 09:56:53
I blame myself for making references that are to specific to my life experience.

Hokey smokes! I actually know exactly the song you mean. (True, you put it on a superlative mix for me a ways back.) Besides, what could be more topical in the summertime than lobsters?
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Paula - 2004-06-24 10:13:08
I did? Hold fast to that recording if you still have it, as I can't find my single, and Major Matt reports that the masters have disintegrated.
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Tapetrix - 2004-06-25 14:53:48
Don't worry -- it's safe! I can dupe it for you, if you like (and if I can remember how to work that-there tape-recording thingie). Sad about the masters.
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