bone in sub

today i was going to go to a class i just added, linguistics, for the first time. i had a REALLY bad bike ride leaving don’s house, almost got doored twice and then a taxi almost hit me. bloor street sucks for biking. then, the lecture notes for the class were SO dry i could not imagine taking two full semesters of it, so i immediately dropped the class. that’s decision-making!

a long time ago, october 2005, i played drums at my uncle’s bachelor party. i showed up early to help set up, and after stuff was ready and i had a couple beers, i started playing a quick 12/8 groove, not unlike ‘fool in the rain‘. a couple of my uncle’s friends were plugging their amps in and were like “yeah! that’s it! the purdie shuffle!!! keep playing that, that’s awesome!!”. i had no idea what they were talking about, but it was kind of funny at the time.

present day, last week i think, i was in the studio and don was telling me about an episode of “classic albums” or something where bernard purdie was being interviewed. he explained some ‘crazy 12/8 shuffle’ that he plays on the show, and that it was an in-joke among his friends for a few weeks (back in 2005, around the bachelor party). it turns out i’ve been playing the “purdie shuffle” since i was 17!

super easy week this week rehearsal-wise, i’m just going to do a bunch of practicing. i think this girl is going to help me pick some new clothes sometime – i’m excited about that.

this weekend at work, this guy that likes REALLY bad music was covering for one of the regulars. he took the initiative to fill the 5cd changer with awful mix tapes, and rage against the machine’s greatest hits. almost all of the normal weekend people have significantly better taste than him. over the next 45 minutes, we took turns replacing his mixtapes with indie albums one by one. so passive aggressive.

i’ve been bad about recording my dreams lately; i think it’s because i’ve been sleeping way more than usual. the more i sleep, the more time between dreams and waking up (i think?).