a.s.

A long-lost, eight-second-long VPN song, circa 1992, went:

I am the man
I am the man
I am the man
I am the man
(He is the man!
He is the man!
He is the man!
He is the man!)
I am the man
I am the man
I am the man
I am the man
With the world's longest attention span.

Saw the Mountain Goats tonight at Berbati's, which seems to be my one-stop shop for live music I want to see in Portland lately. John's voice was a little tamped down by extensive touring, although he managed it really well--don't think too many people noticed. I figured "You're In Maya" would be a natural for PDX, what with its "God damn it"/"Willamette" rhyme; no luck, but I was happy to see that "Dance Music" is already a favorite.

Genichiro Takahashi's Sayonara Gangsters showed up in the mail today, and I gritted my teeth to realize that it's at least ten books down the to-be-read queue.