my evening has, naturally, been consumed by listening to the B&S show. fantastic. they did 4 of the old ones: "jonathan david," "photo jenny," "the boy with the arab strap," and "get me away from here, I'm dying." of course I got all teary when they did those. lots of Christmas songs, including the best version of "o little town of Bethlehem" ever. it could only be described as swingin'. they did some with a choir, which was cool. they also did two new songs. one was called "step into my office, baby." I didn't catch the name of the other one. both were GREAT, and I hope that they announce an upcoming EP soon.

it's official; music is becoming way too crucial for me. last month I had that dream involving All Girl Summer Fun Band and Steve Albini, and last night Les Savy Fav made an appearance in a dream. the rest of the dream was sort of a movie involving Susan Sarandon moving herself and her children to D.C. for some reason it wasn't safe for them there. it all took place in the mid 70s (except for the LSF bit). strange.

I also had a dream about Gothfield (that's my dream version of Bluefield; it's very shady and there are lots of nefarious characters about. I'm always uptown and there are lots more businesses than there really are. it's much more interesting than the real thing.). I went into the library and told the desk worker that I'd checked out a book but left it there. they tried to find it and couldn't. I left and went walking up Commerce Street to my car, but it was much steeper than it should've been. I finally had to climb up a pine tree to reach the top. when I got there some scary guys were hanging around the car. then I woke up. I dunno.

last dream was about Hunky Santa. right before I went to bed I watched this news segment about a mall in L.A. where, instead of a regular Santa Claus, they have this really hot guy in a red spandex tank top and traditional Santa hat/pants let whomever come and sit on his lap. they showed all these middle-aged housewives asking him to come down their chimneys, then one cute but flaming guy who, when asked, thought for a second and said, "um...heh...world peace?" yeah. I dreamed about Hunky Santa.

I've got various and sundry things to do this eve, and should get movin.