tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59698692012-02-13T07:25:29.033-06:00Haibun. It might be a blog,in which Matt attempts once again to explain himself.Mattnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-90370594443482116492007-06-08T10:33:00.001-05:002007-06-08T10:33:57.737-05:00UPDATE: We just got our travel date. One month from today I will be meeting my daughter for the very first time. FREAKING OUT>HAPPY>Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-42367676987567432042007-06-05T10:24:00.001-05:002007-06-05T10:24:56.360-05:00Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-5102778970534025942007-06-04T21:18:00.000-05:002007-06-04T21:21:17.754-05:00Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-52950999258624870472007-04-30T09:03:00.000-05:002007-04-30T09:12:23.952-05:00For the four or five people reading this, here's the deal:We have been approved for adoption. (We already have two biological kids but we wanted one more and figured this would be the best way to do that.) We have seen pictures of our little daughter, who is currently waiting for us in the care center in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. She is only four months old, and very tiny, but she already looks Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-42352090439333663452007-04-11T08:18:00.000-05:002007-04-11T08:19:46.594-05:00Very circumspectI must be these days untilthe big announcementSuffice it to say(like anyone's reading this)my life's gonna change**in a real good wayMattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-17828279725473767952007-04-10T08:10:00.000-05:002007-04-10T08:22:31.426-05:00I'm sorry this is such a lame blogI'm sorry I don't post more, or have more interesting opinions, or more readers, or more glamorous friendsI'm sorry I am so old without being more famous or richerI'm sorry that I have never left North AmericaI'm sorry that I never actually reviewed that record you sent me, I probably liked it just fine but just ran out of time, gotta play catch with Sammy Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-16646575018750457682007-04-01T14:54:00.000-05:002007-04-01T15:08:30.554-05:00Lame predictions for baseball season, feel free to print and mock laterAL EASTBoston Red Sox 94 - 68New York Yankees 94 - 68 (WILD CARD)Toronto Blue Jays 84 - 78 Baltimore Orioles 74 - 88 Tampa Bay Devil Rays 69 - 93 AL Central Detroit Tigers 90 - 72Chicago White Sox 85 - 77 Cleveland Indians 81 - 81 Minnesota Twins 81 - 81 Kansas City Royals 74 - 88 AL Mattnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-5173413252058615292007-03-26T10:01:00.000-05:002007-03-26T10:28:17.006-05:00Okay it is the last week in March, which means Opening Day is just a week away, which means the awesomest part of the year has begun. We're a little baseball crazy in our house these days, which is to say that Sammy and I are a little baseball crazy these days and Liza and Emma roll their eyes at us a lot.If the world was going to have a fantasy music draft, here would be my sleeper picks. (Not Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-45320142027175280542007-03-16T08:41:00.000-05:002007-03-16T08:46:23.105-05:00My rejected pitch for the 33 1/3 series.My name is Matt Cibula. I would like to write a book for the 33 1/3 series about the album Dream Police, by Cheap Trick.I know this is not the kind of record covered by the series so far. It is hardly canonical among critics, and it never ends up on any of those “Best Albums of All Time” lists. I’ve heard a lot of those records, and I realize that many of Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-15208098003477010922007-03-06T11:55:00.000-06:002007-03-06T12:15:31.539-06:00Too much music criticism.Actually, too much music writing, not enough music criticism. And too much of that music writing is lazy snarky gotcha crap. I should know, I've done it too. But it's all scenesterism maaaaaan; you cannot actually be the first to champion discs that everyone else has already championed.Too much consensus about what the "important" records are every year. Most albums Mattnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-74497539997532105582007-02-15T11:49:00.000-06:002007-02-15T12:38:52.646-06:00I just realized that I have never written about this album. Which is dumb, because it's one of the few live career-summing-up albums that actually works that way. Done in front of their adoring Mexico City audience in two discs (two and a half plus a DVD if you're a nerd like me and order the "special edition" from Amazon), it pretty much puts everything they've ever done out there all jumbled-upMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-13475777197751204892007-02-07T07:43:00.000-06:002007-02-07T08:09:45.445-06:00Man, people love to hate on this album. The review on AMG is contemptuous, and even the one guy over at The Motherpage doesn't have much good to say about it. But I love it for two reasons, here enunciated for your pleasure.1. It came out in late 1983, but I don't think I copped it until spring of '84, probably because I saw a review in "Rolling Stone" or something like that. (Wow, I guess it Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-25787285412027870082007-02-03T10:51:00.000-06:002007-02-03T11:24:27.611-06:00I think I was in 5th or maybe 6th grade when I first heard this one too. I got it from my friend Robbie, who didn't like it much maybe and wanted to give me something to make sure our friendship was cemented. (We didn't stay real close but we ended up hanging out some in high school. He was present for the famous "Highway Ice-Sliding Split-Brain Incident" of January 1984, still one of my finest Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-62420739264267675972007-01-29T07:40:00.000-06:002007-01-29T08:21:06.910-06:00I picked up a re-issue of this album this weekend for $9.99. It is the greatest album in the history of the world. REASONS: 1. The excellent "Maybelline" rip-off "Ride On Josephine," virtually a note-for-note job except for Bo's anguished cries and one-sided conversation with the title chick: "You say what kinda car I'm driving? Well...uhh...I'm-a...I'm drivin' a '48 Cadillac with Thunderbird Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-37996400372611027882007-01-25T22:55:00.000-06:002007-01-25T23:01:28.480-06:00Okay, so the 33 1/3 book series is taking more pitches. I have chosen the album that I'm pitching. Since I don't know who's reading this thing, I'll rely on you to comment on this entry by telling me the answer to the following questions three:a) what album do you think I'm pitching? (make sure to read the linked post, rules apply)*b) what album you would LIKE to see me pitchc) what album would Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-87957527222001234942007-01-23T20:35:00.000-06:002007-01-23T21:19:38.879-06:00It's 1977 and I'm in 5th grade. I am the third tallest kid in my class and I have a couple of pretty good friends even though I was the new kid twice this year, and when Miss Johnson points to the unmarked U.S. map the other kids guess the name of the state but Tim P. and I yell out the state's capital because we're smart-asses.Not sure what month it was because we went to year-round school, on Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-9507143922088734132007-01-18T12:00:00.000-06:002007-01-18T12:48:44.068-06:00quick hit thursdayITEM: Around our place, we're totally already rooting for Denise Jackson on "American Idol" -- Madison LaFollette High School REPRESENT!ITEM: Apparently, David Raposa is blogging again. I can't find it anywhere. Hints? UPDATE: It is here.ITEM: The new season of "24" is boring me so far, even though Jack bit a dude to death in the neck and then shot Curtis (horrible inexplicable Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-56701844731401220682007-01-15T23:54:00.000-06:002007-01-16T00:24:29.589-06:00Hello children, let me school you like mr. Kot-TAIR --First-a-ly: liking Rodney's blog a lot, even though it's only one post old. I disagree with him about Stevie's "Sweet Little Girl," though. Where Rodney sees the "other voice" as an inexplicable embarrassment, I think Stevie is just doing what he does all over Music of My Mind: undercutting his own image. Until this record, he had never been Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-2541120960433153792007-01-14T09:00:00.000-06:002007-01-14T10:59:40.320-06:00Wow that resolution to write every day sure didn't work out very well now did it?More jazz reviews: here and here. I am a lot more interested in reviewing jazz now than any kind of indie rock. I know I should say that this is because I am old, but I think it's just that indie rock is stupid and boring. I was watching "Saturday Night Live" last night and the Shins were on and JEEXUS H. CRISTO WEREMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-50258337942490210312007-01-10T19:36:00.001-06:002007-01-10T20:03:48.784-06:00ITEM: Here is a pretty good review I wrote about a jazz album.ITEM: Here is a pretty bad review I wrote about a rap album. (I also wrote an article there about "New TV Characters 2006" but I don't like how it turned out so I won't link to it.)ITEM: Since I write about music and contributed to the Idolator poll, I guess I better say something about it. In two words: What. Ever. I listened to Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-978424533797573982007-01-10T19:36:00.000-06:002007-01-10T20:03:48.131-06:00ITEM: Here is a pretty good review I wrote about a jazz album.ITEM: Here is a pretty bad review I wrote about a rap album. (I also wrote an article there about "New TV Characters 2006" but I don't like how it turned out so I won't link to it.)ITEM: Since I write about music and contributed to the Idolator poll, I guess I better say something about it. In two words: What. Ever. I listened to Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-47559493777545999392007-01-07T21:23:00.000-06:002007-01-07T21:29:02.550-06:00You know how sometimes you are going somewhere but you end up on a whim going somewhere else, and while you're on the way there you end up trying a new way to get there and you end up seeing something that reminds you of something else and you just keep going, and suddenly you are somewhere you don't know, but you kind of like that, and you kind of like the place too, so you end up staying there?Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-42224007918830398992007-01-06T10:01:00.000-06:002007-01-06T13:16:29.217-06:00Around here we have been watching a lot of musicals. I mean a LOT of musicals. Part of the reason for this is because Emma is portraying Ethel Toffelmier in her junior high production of "The Music Man"; another part is that Sammy is obsessed with being a Broadway star; a third part is that they are awesome. But it's not just for them -- L. and I stayed up way too late last night watching "Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-61135558389328853992007-01-03T00:13:00.000-06:002007-01-03T01:09:18.661-06:00I am trying to like you, "Dirt" on F/X, but I'm not sure it's going to work. First of all, I hate that your main character is named Lucy Spiller, "spill the dirt" lol no. Secondly, I hate the way Matthew Carnahan tries to do Hollywood dialogue, all "tweaked" and "you people need us" and all that, barf-ola. (I've said the same about Carnahan, prose-wise, before.) Thirdly, a show about tabloids is Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-20947417049245847872007-01-02T08:36:00.000-06:002007-01-02T10:44:24.907-06:00Why didn't you bastards tell me that Cheap Trick's All Shook Up was re-released last year with good sound and bonus tracks? Is it too much to ask, people, that you keep me in the loop? Oh, wait -- 2007 is the year of Matt's Zen-like calm in the face of betrayal and calumny. Well, okay, I'll try. But come on, yo, Cheap Trick is clearly one of the great American bands, this was their "difficult" Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-51406660386626249622007-01-01T10:44:00.000-06:002007-01-02T10:44:54.261-06:00New Year's Day morningWaiting for coffee to boiltyping on laptopThis blog has come back, somewhat predictably, because I have a lot of stuff to say about a lot of other stuff. I do not predict it will last very long, but that's the chance you take with stuff like this.Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Matt. I am 40 years old. I was born in San Francisco, grew up mostly in Oregon, went toMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-44720247486824419732006-12-28T19:22:00.001-06:002006-12-28T19:22:58.910-06:00hahahahahahaha I AM BACK hahahahahahahaMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1122305305843505052005-07-25T10:10:00.000-05:002005-07-25T10:28:25.850-05:00Kahil El'Zabar's Ritual Trio, "Return of the Lost Tribe" (Live at the River East Art Center, 2005)Begin with a short but complicated and intricate bass solo from fezzed wise-looking Yosef Ben Israel, which turns into a two-bar rhythm that he keeps up for the next four minutes. Drunken-sounding melody repeated in sloppy AACM-style unison by sax player Ari Brown and violinist/2005 breakout star Mattnoreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1122048455568401052005-07-22T10:52:00.000-05:002005-07-22T11:07:35.576-05:00I am sore aggrieved at something, but I'm not saying what it is. If it doesn't change, though, then I will let you know. (Not something personal, something music-writing-related.)Also, I am not feeling well, but again I will spare you details.This grumpy entry is just a place-holder for another, happier one which might follow soon. If it doesn't, have a nice weekend. I plan to do just that.Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121958649513281562005-07-21T09:48:00.000-05:002005-07-21T10:37:46.656-05:001. Absolutely LOVING "So You Think You Can Dance" on Fox, it's just "American Idol" with dancing and even more British judges but it's hot anyways, because the dancers are good and we can all watch together and Sammy can do breakdancing spins on the living room floor. I have to rent "Breakin'" for him sometime or "Krush Groove," so he can see how it's done. Any additional suggestions should go Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121872273564427012005-07-20T10:04:00.000-05:002005-07-20T10:11:13.570-05:00Yesterday, I bitched about my bad karma to a dear friend. Wasn't anything huge, just a general feeling that I'm nicer to everyone than they are to me. Then, I went home to my weirdo surreal wonderful kids, this beautiful and intelligent wife, a house, a job, a life, family in Oregon and California that loves me, the whole thing. Somehow, this failed to turn me into a grateful man with a big smileMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121804674445102672005-07-19T15:15:00.000-05:002005-07-19T15:24:34.450-05:001. I don't want Karl Rove to quit. I want him to try to hold onto his job with both hands locked in a death grip. I want everyone in the administration to continue to try to support him. I want this to be a long, drawn-out process that burns everyone it touches, and keeps on burning, like when you've chopped habanero peppers and then put in your contact lenses. Please, let's not have any messy Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121701650921154842005-07-18T10:31:00.000-05:002005-07-18T10:47:30.926-05:00the weekend's two major cultural ventures were a) seeing the madison savoyards perform "the pirates of penzance" on saturday, and b) spending sunday afternoon drinking beer with my brother jeff and watching the entire "kill bill" saga on dvd. guess which one i enjoyed more.i kind of hate gilbert and sullivan, mostly because it's boring and insular and self-congratulatory...but i figured "so is Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121355535255952142005-07-14T10:12:00.000-05:002005-07-14T10:38:55.266-05:00man I just can't get my head around any music these days other than jazz and world and crazy r&b/rap stuff (Brooke, Missy, Mannie). that is no surprise, really; just wondering when I lost the will to rock. but what exactly is the point of chasing around genres I am not feeling at all? take, f'rinstance, country music, which I was MAD for last year at this time, and now am all like "eh" about. is Mattnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121268275515326622005-07-13T10:05:00.000-05:002005-07-13T10:24:35.523-05:00you know what the problem is/ well I'll tell you. it's the lack of time to do all the cool things that the world affords us. what is the point of having all this technology all around us, all the channels and shows, all the gadgets and devices and implements, if we are all too exhausted to appreciate any of it, if we walk around like zombified freekz all the time, if we are actually sad about notMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121180301855952612005-07-12T09:51:00.000-05:002005-07-12T09:58:21.860-05:00one more day with me being under the gun, deal with it, unusual circumstances and all thatbobby abreu rocked the world last night, hope you saw it, the kids and I dancing all around the living room like we were venezuelan ourselves"the closer" is a really good show, I think, mostly because of the "minor" characters, who are all very distinct in their own ways, the romance with jon tenney isn't Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1121109936239529312005-07-11T14:24:00.000-05:002005-07-11T14:25:36.243-05:00crazy crazy craziness, just saying hello, i had a good weekend, tomorrow i'll be back with the cool stuff that will be interestingMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1120758791058351472005-07-07T12:49:00.000-05:002005-07-07T12:53:11.056-05:00oh man under the gun at work, hoping to get away for an extra-special romantic weekend somewhere, yipesnew missy elliott is probably as great as music gets these days, koo koo bananas all over the place, satisfyingly weird and cool and attention-lusting, oh missy we luv U againsammy got hit by a kid in his day camp yesterday, water bottle at point blank range, big thing under his eye, hope it's Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1120662543607512282005-07-06T09:57:00.000-05:002005-07-06T10:09:29.786-05:00Quick update: the Blue Yankees had our best. game. ever. last night. Our big slugger, Sunhyok K., hit three triples, our gutsy utility player Lexi A. kept her head up despite being out three times on the bases through no fault of her own; Matt "the Iceman" D. held it down; Sammy still swinging like David Eckstein but saved at least two home runs through hustle in LF...oh very satisfrying.How willMattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1120579001417602502005-07-05T10:48:00.000-05:002005-07-05T10:56:41.416-05:00Yesterday: massive headache strikes during 4th of July party! OMG! Everyone cooing over wife's cousin's new baby, people laughing and drinking and joking and eating my kick-ass ancho salsa, and me hunched in a corner massaging my forehead. Eventually it passed, and watched Elver Park fireworks out the window. Something primal about fireworks, not sure I can put my finger on it. Cool as hell Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1120230249621257922005-07-01T09:42:00.000-05:002005-07-01T10:04:09.626-05:00Okay, so it's July, which means I got to change my Sesame Street calendar at work. Out with Ernie in the bathtub, and in with ROOSEVELT FRANKLIN, looking like the younger skinnier cousin of Posdnuos. God, I loved Roosevelt Franklin:Hail to thee, our alma mama / Roose-velt Frank-lin (baaaaaaa) El-e-ment-ary School!Sure, he was kind of a stereotype, but he brought dignity and uncompromising Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1120145333484633782005-06-30T10:05:00.000-05:002005-06-30T10:28:53.530-05:00Yesterday I received a five disc set of the best of Django Reinhardt from Amazon.com, who is inexplicably selling this crucial musical history lesson for just $26. I now believe that Reinhardt is the true inventor of rock and roll: a cute Romany guitarist with scars and secrets, the very prototype for success. Many people know that two of the fingers of his left hand were ruined in a fire when heMattnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1120055370938431282005-06-29T09:21:00.000-05:002005-06-29T09:29:30.943-05:00I am coaching my son's baseball team this summer. This is an endless source of amusement, at least to me; they are a weird cool group of kids, most of them very young, most of them with very little idea how to play baseball. It's coach-pitch ball, so I try to serve them up some nice fat pitches to jack, but we only have a couple of big sluggers and a bunch of singles hitters. Sammy is the Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1119972765771663572005-06-28T10:20:00.001-05:002005-06-28T10:36:01.556-05:00I might be back. Not sure yet.Anthony Hamilton's new/old album, Soulife, already almost made me cry; "Georgie Parker" is one of the great miniatures of r&b music, and pretty damned touching for anyone who grew up in a small town and needed to get away. I love ya, Canby, and I'm glad I grew up bicycling around your streets, but we both knew I'd always leave. Doesn't mean I'll never be back though.Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1119972543241891682005-06-28T10:20:00.000-05:002005-06-28T10:29:26.123-05:00I might be back. Not sure yet.Anthony Hamilton's new/old album, Soulife, already almost made me cry; "Georgie Parker" is one of the great miniatures of r&b music, and pretty damned touching for anyone who grew up in a small town and needed to get away. I love ya, Canby, and I'm glad I grew up bicycling around your streets, but we both knew I'd always leave. Doesn't mean I'll never be back though.Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1117296202001468512005-05-28T11:02:00.000-05:002005-05-28T11:03:22.013-05:00this is the text of the play I wrote last nightDarkness on the Edge of Town, by Matt Cibula.Characters:Adam, a guy.Barbara, a woman.Chuck, another guy.Yael, the Vengeful Spirit of Dramatic Tension. Setting:Three chairs. One table. Some flowers in a vase, which might be thrown across the room. That’s how these things go. Also, there are wine glasses, and wine. Curtain opens to reveal Adam and Mattnoreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1109656631110585942005-02-28T23:50:00.000-06:002005-02-28T23:57:28.076-06:00Hi. This blog belongs to Matt Cibula, but I am not posting on it right now because I am working on an online novel at a secret location. If you want to read this novel as it develops, email me by clicking here. You can also always read the archives to see what you missed; trust me, it wasn't all that big a deal.If you have come here through Google to find me, I'm still here, and I'm perfectly Mattnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1109566796279085342005-02-27T22:57:00.000-06:002005-02-27T22:59:56.280-06:00a couple of quick notesHey, Carla. Hey, everyone. Thanks for those of you have contacted me with interest on the new thing. I'll let you know the new destination on Tuesday.I will no longer be posting on 36,500 Words, but I'll leave it up for now. I might start posting again on The Daily Seventeen, not sure yet.Email me.One love to Morgan Freeman, Easy Reader kickin' butt with an Oscar.Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1109229448228676172005-02-24T00:55:00.000-06:002005-02-24T01:17:28.233-06:00March 1: The End of This Blog.As of March 1, Haibun will no longer exist as a regular weblog. I'm not sure if I'll keep it up or take it down; probably the former, for a while, if just for announcements and to re-direct people to my other projects. But yeah, not so much. March 1.I've said this before, but it's time. I don't hate the b***osphere, not at all. But I think my time in it has passed. IMattnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1108827825968179902005-02-19T08:55:00.000-06:002005-02-19T09:45:40.166-06:00several things to say about the best album ever released, Pizzicato Five's Happy End of the Worldin the cool clothes storeI hear a Japanese songand it blows my mindI knew about them from the 'Twiggy Twiggy' song, only a hit because of an ironic fetishization, but my interest in them was piqued one day, standing in Jazzman on State Street looking for overpriced pants. I have determined that they Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1108667149822236072005-02-17T12:57:00.000-06:002005-02-17T13:05:49.823-06:00okay, over it alreadyBig Matt's back, and he's listening to Deana Carter and Mannie Fresh and Intocable. Everyone goes on extended walks in the wilderness sometimes; it's just that I do it more often than most. There are no new links for you to follow. If there were, I'd be linking to the asinine Gerald Cosloy non-controversy, or something about how someone is stupid for liking/not-liking some Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1108230615550970592005-02-12T11:46:00.000-06:002005-02-12T11:50:15.553-06:00Quick Update:Super-cute Cibula family Grammy Smackdown at The Freelance Mentalists.Also: reviews of LCD Soundsystem and Steve Porter, two great dance albums of 2005, are to be found by link-following.Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1108185634057670352005-02-11T23:03:00.000-06:002005-02-11T23:20:34.060-06:00Mea CulpaI have screwed up royally. I didn't check a fact I thought I knew (actually I thought I checked it but I obviously didn't) and now a review I wrote has gone into print with erroneous information in it. The editor is pissed and I don't blame him. It wouldn't be such a big deal but a) it was an easy thing for me to have caught and I just didn't; b) I kind of hinged the first part of my Mattnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1107902427807621912005-02-08T16:30:00.000-06:002005-02-08T16:40:27.806-06:00no title
tiny little snow
settles down all over Earth
far as I can see
Maybe it's because I'm not sleeping much or something, but last night I burst into tears watching the video for John Legend's song "Ordinary People." The video, directed by King Kanye I, is pretty heart-breaking, with all the unhappy fighting people who manage to solve their problems by means of ellipsis; brilliant use of Mattnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1107800060465465782005-02-07T11:26:00.000-06:002005-02-07T12:15:27.373-06:00YIPES!
outside my window
that good old mid-winter rain
hoses down the snow
IMPORTANT CLARIFICATION: I am not in favor of Rockism. I am merely trying to analyze it and describe the unconscious philosophy behind it.
I am honored to be quoted in the Nashville Scene's Country Music Critic's Poll, which can be found at this address. Pretty much in favor of Loretta Lynn being #1 on albums and Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1107496079246649702005-02-03T22:54:00.000-06:002005-02-04T08:40:31.983-06:00furtherly to clarify
turns out I'm gonna do a whole thing about this Rockism dealio on Stylus maybe but here is my basic thesis:
GIVEN: That anyone, critic or non-critic, "intelligent" listener or "casual" listener, hipster or scenester or regular person, can listen to and like any music and any artist and any album and any song that he or she wants to.
RESOLVED: That it is only the REASON forMattnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1107384893905884002005-02-02T16:42:00.000-06:002005-02-02T16:54:53.906-06:00a word here if you don't mind
Okay here is the deal. Our new cool hip Internet-driven bloggy-mountain-breakdown everyone-is-a-critic thing is great in theory but it has led to a very strange dynamic in terms of rockism.
Oh crap now I have to define rockism. I'm going to say here that it means this: "The notion that that music appreciation, no matter the genre, has to follow a 'rock aesthetic';Mattnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1107147700499378662005-01-30T22:45:00.000-06:002005-01-30T23:01:40.500-06:00pasta puttanesca
flying down the hill
at an insane rate of speed:
blue saucer, white snow
oh my gawd, you want to know what is the best thing ever, well i'll tell you. emma and sammy and i went to jefferson hill at jefferson junior high this morning and went sledding. we have never done this before today, so apparently i have been an AWFUL FATHER; it rocked so hard. sammy and his new blue Mattnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1107014280745860552005-01-29T09:48:00.000-06:002005-01-29T09:58:00.746-06:00and we're back!
AIM message
from my friend so far away:
'it's cold and dark here'
okay I was just saying to rob g the other day that I was gonna quit this thing, I said it to ethan too, they both laughed at me, they were like 'dude you have like five already, what the hell'
but I ain't goin' out like that, I'm like willis reed, except I hate the knicks
so here's the deal
technically, a "Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1105897120411149492005-01-16T11:13:00.000-06:002005-01-16T11:38:40.410-06:00public service announcement
hey I'm just gonna focus on some other blogs for a while. I'll be back in a bit when I have something to say.Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1105548901728969062005-01-12T10:46:00.000-06:002005-01-13T10:53:38.076-06:00"Lli Fat Mat" ("What Is Past Is Dead and Gone")
I swear to God that I'll do some site upgrades this weekend; y'know, links and stuff like that. I wish I'd saved them from my old template, but that's the way the tofu slithers.
PopMatters printed my piece on Luiz Gayotto, put it right up top where it deserves to be. This is a seriously wonderful piece of music and was on my top ten list before Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1105289927108817562005-01-09T10:49:00.000-06:002005-01-09T13:00:02.756-06:00100 Words About My Wild Slovak Soul.
A package from Prague, from Premyl, who runs a label;
he wants me to review some of their new albums.
The music is wacky, wild, weird, wonderful in its world-view;
Romany music mixed with punk, rock, funk, Arabic, jazz, hip-hop.
I love it like a long-lost brother, like learning language;
It speaks to my inner gypsy, my wild Slovak soul.
If John Cibula, a Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1105116745329917072005-01-07T10:34:00.000-06:002005-01-07T10:53:15.563-06:00soy nuts
yeah, some way to run a blog, huh? I was all like "oh yeah new attitude" and now it's all like "that attitude is LAX". I'll do up some links soon, just wanted to know what life would be like without it
interesting things
1. I think I'm joining Stylus, more to follow
2. I've already heard one album in 2005 that would have made onto my 2004 Top Ten list if I'd heard it in time: Mattnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1104644327772591552005-01-01T23:36:00.000-06:002005-01-01T23:38:47.773-06:00tofu skewers and champagne
New destination for you: 36,500 Words.
We're back up at The Daily Seventeen.
New life, new world, new way of thinking.Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1104331296768954192004-12-29T08:31:00.000-06:002004-12-29T08:41:36.766-06:00coffee kisses
lots to do, not much time, this will be quick
me on Yolanda Perez in City Pages (thanks to Dylan for hooking me up so that I'm right alongside Greil Marcus for the first and last time as a writer)
me on the year's best records in PopMatters
my final P & J top ten lists:
ALBUMS
1. Bersuit Vergabarat - La Argentinidad al Palo - Universal Latino (10 points)
2. Yolanda Perez - AquiMattnoreply@blogger.com50tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1103984697027990872004-12-25T08:05:00.000-06:002004-12-25T08:24:57.026-06:00coffee in my favorite mug
awakened early
by a boy in pajamas:
"dad? dad! it's snowing"
Yep, White Christmas in Wisconsin, it's not usually a miracle but this year we hadn't had any and now: everywhere. Gentle flakes, weird fractal patterns coming down, Sammy's hoping for snowman-level stuff but Emma was like "Dude, don't get your hopes up." Then he went Meta-Beavis and said "This is going to Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1103813880952296942004-12-23T08:44:00.000-06:002004-12-23T08:58:00.953-06:00Let Us Now Praise Not-Very-Famous Dudes at the Car Place Across the Street From My Office, Who Saved My Life Two Nights Ago
messages from friends
always turn out so gloomy
at this time of year
Diane pops her head into the office to say my front tire is flat. Like REALLY flat. I peer out the window into the darkness but it doesn't look so bad. Turns out she was talking about the other tire, Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1103643311464379072004-12-21T09:15:00.000-06:002004-12-23T08:44:43.553-06:00that cereal that's all like a whole bunch of cereals mixed up
wow it's very cold
my hands are like two cracked claws
santa claws! *sorry*
walking around woodman's market, the monster warehouse of food, at 7 p.m., trick daddy's thug matrimony: married to the streets on my big fat koss headphones looking like a 100% herb but i don't care, trying to lose these holiday- and sadd-related blues
i Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1103439379770638482004-12-19T01:16:00.000-06:002004-12-19T01:02:42.096-06:00this morning was fine,
now the wind is kicking up
and I see first snow
I say goodbye to everyone, head out the door. Jump in my car, put the new PH10 in the player (Recone just sent it to me, it's very good fun d'n'b), out into the weird portentous afternoon
Up High Point Road, whipping right to avoid people turning left onto D'Onofrio, suckers heading for Best Buy, Barnes & Noble, Westgate Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1103208990470161182004-12-16T08:45:00.000-06:002004-12-16T09:16:55.736-06:00oh my god it's BACK
hey brethren & sistren
just saying hello how are ya happy Hanukkah
check out PopMatters, they have a top 100 list to which I contribute essays on #82 and #51, they were the only records on the list for which I voted, ugh the list makes me a little nauseous. they've also posted several of my reviews lately, including Anastacia Azevedo and Don Byron
picked up two records Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1101791279366429082004-11-29T23:02:00.000-06:002004-11-29T23:07:59.370-06:00BREAKING NEWS
Haibun will be taking off the month of December (not that it has been very good lately anyway, or frequently-updated, or important or interesting), so that its author can finally write his damned novel, and for the re-tooling.
I have plans, but like all my plans that actually work, they must not be revealed yet. Don't wanna jinx anything.
Keep hitting The Daily Seventeen and PostMattnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1101189281419217722004-11-22T23:35:00.000-06:002004-11-22T23:54:41.420-06:00couscous with spanish sauce
Matt's review of Los Tigres del Norte. Matt's review of Bersuit Vergarabat. Matt's review of hanging out in Baltimore with Al and eating sketchy but tasty hippie food while talking about hip-hop and then going down to Fell's Point and checking out one of the great record stores in the U.S. and accidentally finding one or two coveted discs for cheap: priceless.
Being Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1100710481334210262004-11-17T10:10:00.000-06:002004-11-17T12:21:31.680-06:00gonna eat me some vegan crab cakes
Off to Baltimore for a few days. Hopefully I can link up with Al from Gov't Names, and maybe if his plans fall thru I'll be partying with Tom B. too. Rock over Charm City!
Here is a website you won't ever forget: Falluja in Pictures. In fact, if you ever want to sleep again, you might not want to click the link at all. I thought I didn't pray anymore until I Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1100368905764242832004-11-13T11:13:00.000-06:002004-11-13T12:40:16.963-06:00wired like a circuitboard
too much coffee!
too much drama!
too much everything!
Go read Martin Skidmore's awesome piece about Al Green and soul music on Freaky Trigger, like, NOW.
Okay, continuing with my autobiography, which I would call "Have You Seen Her?" after my third favorite song:
Daniela Mercury, O Canta da Cidade (1992)
MY BRASILIAN OBSESSION, EXPLAINED, KINDA
It all started withMattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1100068955727759102004-11-09T23:55:00.000-06:002004-11-10T00:46:57.953-06:00wired on sugary food, the kid's fingers are FLYING!!!
Because I am insane like this fuckin' guy, I have been trying to compile a list of my favorite records of all time. But this has driven me MAD I TELL YOU MAD so I've decided to turn Haibun into a different kind of beast, the much-discussed much-derided musical autobiography. We will do this until I am sickened by my own self-proctology. So Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1099667243044362042004-11-05T08:32:00.000-06:002004-11-05T09:18:30.793-06:00we're a winner anyway
Okay, I'm not happy about the election, duh, that much must be clear. If you are a Bush supporter reading this -- well, first, I'd be very surprised, but secondly, good luck in the next four years. Seriously. Because we're gonna hit you hard with all the ammunition we have, and all we'd ever need: the guy you elected president.
I mean, come on, America, what are you Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1099194626769267072004-10-30T22:22:00.000-05:002004-10-30T22:50:26.770-05:00updated list of 2004 favorite albums
I've cut it down to 20 (plus one that I haven't heard yet), kind of proud of myself for that. Obviously, these could all change; I might bring back on the list stuff I've thrown off; I might hear one of the many records I just never got to in the first place; or I might not cut it all down at all, nyah nyah. Oh and they're not in order.
Bersuit Vergabarat, Mattnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1098933535026150232004-10-27T21:54:00.000-05:002004-10-28T08:35:20.050-05:00the pit of my stomach
Nine years ago today, my wife awakened me at 2.30 a.m. by kind of gently punching me in the ribs and speculating, "I think my water broke." My muffled reply was, apparently, unsatisfying to her, so she said it again and I SNAPPED INTO ACTION. Suitcases, check. Cats fed, check. Boombox and CDs, because you never know how long these things are going to take, check. Call to Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1098514499740682362004-10-23T01:26:00.000-05:002004-10-23T14:22:46.623-05:00new ways, new ways
And so we come by roundabout process to Haibun Mark III. We love you. Keep reading, America.
We no longer have any comments. This is not on purpose, but there's something weird in the new template, which I got from Blogger Templates, a portal for which can be found at the bottom of my links section...which has changed slightly, all apologies if I've left out your site or yourMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1098163579204524652004-10-18T23:36:00.000-05:002004-10-19T08:55:51.070-05:00I Got a Thing, You Got a Thing, etc. etc.
Okay: Miccio is starting his year-end lists, Matos shares a bunch of people's lists, I see where this is headed, I better jump in while the water's still hot.
We'll start with albums, no surprise there. I will be seriously considering the following records for my year-end list. I have not yet narrowed them down, as is my prerogative, nor will I be Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1098078694759908232004-10-18T01:44:00.000-05:002004-10-18T00:51:34.760-05:00dating up
This blog has been stale and sad lately, and needs something more than just a new background. We need a blog of new ideas, an epic blog, a blog for the armies of compassion, a blog for the ages, a blog for the troops, the blog to end all blogs.
But, in the meantime, you've come here. Here's the deal. The best blogs do a combination of original posts and links to other blogs and sites Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1097817941559028002004-10-15T01:17:00.000-05:002004-10-15T00:25:41.560-05:00okay here's the deal
Haibun is coming back. I figured out how to do this. It's going to take me a couple days, but this is going to be the place to be, like, soon. Back atcha with special announcements over the weekend.Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1097122234539516002004-10-06T22:48:00.000-05:002004-10-06T23:11:09.150-05:00a big huge salad and a steiner bock
we clink our glasses
and square off in madden
football 2004
My brother's family's been in town and staying with us, hence the no entries. It was great seeing them, great to see my mom who was in town too; I miss my family. But I'm very exhausted from the visit and I'm not denying some hangover action either.
I pluck three great discs,
because I am Zen like Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1096512299007084102004-09-29T21:32:00.000-05:002004-09-29T21:44:59.006-05:00brown basmati rice with black beans and green peppers
----Hey Matt where have you been
----Trying to live, man, trying to get by
----So you were too busy to drop us a note? What you think you all that now?
----Dude I'm telling you it's all jumping off right now, job's insane and great and frustrating and crazy and I like it, family life is busy busy busy, mom and stepdad and brother and his Mattnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1095514942554472612004-09-18T08:05:00.000-05:002004-09-18T08:42:22.553-05:00a tall cup of coffee and arsenal up 1-0, come on jay-jay
1. Please stop what you're doing and go read Sam's latest entry. It will make you cry, I think, unless you're not human. I had a kid like that, when I taught jr. high, except without the musical talent. Hell, just go read her whole damn blog. She's en fuego these days.
2. Mory Kante, Sabou. Chingo Bling, The Tamale Kingpin. SuperaquelloMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1095220575271906052004-09-14T22:44:00.000-05:002004-09-14T23:07:41.313-05:00veggie burger, organic tater tots
some stuff I did:
A. Drove down from Madison to Chicago with my brother Jeff* to see our brother Tim, who was there for a convention. Wild debauchery, which for us meant drinking Guinness in an Irish pub and watching the BC game on TV and then going out again to Rush Street only to decide that the hotel room and some MGD was more fun. First time we'd all been Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1094787190582271372004-09-09T21:58:00.000-05:002004-09-09T22:33:10.846-05:00spaghetti in tomato/olive/bok choy sauce
just a short quick trip
to the store to buy some tunes
as the day cools off
"Brasileiro?" she asks me, because I was standing in the "Latin" music section at the west-side Borders looking in the 3 rows devoted to Brazilian music. She had shoulder-length frizzy ringlets and a light-chocolate complexion and large pretty eyes and pronounced her "r" as Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1094693548791865552004-09-08T20:18:00.000-05:002004-09-08T21:33:13.536-05:00a nice red tomato from kristii's backyard
calling to me from
somewhere else some other time:
"dude, leave a message"
You know how you get stuck in a rut and you don't even know it but you kind of do but you also don't, and it goes on this way for years and your low-level depression comes to color everything around you and you start attributing other people's actions to ulterior motives that Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1094186610780437962004-09-02T23:02:00.000-05:002004-09-02T23:51:29.686-05:00salad. bread. water.
if it's friday I must be pontificating and linking
1. We here at Haibun are very glad that Priya was not raped. Please, everyone, especially women, don't walk alone. We were mugged once in Park Slope on a Sunday morning in plain sight, and got away because we had no money because we were on our way to the ATM. Do NOT be all macha, mujeres. (We are very glad Priya met a niceMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1094002348087864732004-08-31T20:14:00.000-05:002004-08-31T20:32:28.086-05:00quinoa in slightly spicy sauce
rolling out of bed
with a silent kind of groan
don't want to wake them
5:15 a.m., Liza and Sammy sleeping in the big old bed, he comes in every morning in the middle of the night, they're both in their little worlds, chilly because the windows are open, turn on the shower real hot, piss, strip, jump in the shower, shower, dry, shave, select clothes, don underwear Mattnoreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1093579003980909232004-08-26T22:40:00.000-05:002004-08-27T08:51:48.980-05:00New Post to Replace the Old Post
To explain further.
My new job is in the editorial department of our company, writing a news discussion program that goes into thousands of schools and nursing homes on a weekly basis. We summarize five or six news stories in every issue, giving historical background and context for each, on three levels, salting every story with thoughtful questions for Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1093038960444032004-08-20T16:50:00.000-05:002004-08-20T17:43:04.990-05:00celery, salsa, bubbly water
Quickly quickly moving lightly
A. Once again Mr. Caleb Crain must be paid attention to. I love that even when Caleb is full of shit, at least he admits it up front, and then proceeds to invent some stuff that is all like blowing my MIND: "In their affect, rock songs are composed of loss, fight, and sugar." I remember the day Caleb tried to get us all excited about Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1092754918524129562004-08-17T09:59:00.000-05:002004-08-17T10:01:58.523-05:00brief announcements
New job: started.
New project: secretive.
New blog: sorted.
That's all...FOR NOW.
Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1092508017133865002004-08-14T13:11:00.000-05:002004-08-14T13:26:57.133-05:00The Top Ten Things About Last Night's Brewers/Marlins Game at Miller Park in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
10. The fact that the tickets were free. (My officemate earned them for filling up at a local gas station a certain number of times, the friends who were going to go with them couldn't go, aw yeah.) Total cost: $6 for parking, $3.25 for an okay-sized bag of peanuts, $3.25 for a bottle of Aquafina Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1092150744622466922004-08-10T09:47:00.000-05:002004-08-10T10:49:48.016-05:00haibun: gleanings
last night's steady rain
makes the streets glisten blackly,
someone's dream come true
TIARA?
early morning walk:
break into a little run,
surprising myself
I didn't hear anything homophobic there either, Tom.
found my old black shoes
tried them on and they still fit
but they hurt SO BAD
Eddie Hazel should be higher, Mark.
colder than last year
which was hotter than beforeMattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1091801294596034072004-08-06T08:43:00.000-05:002004-08-06T09:08:14.596-05:00an august haibun
chill of the morning:
rabbits and their daughters stop,
listening waiting
Up there as I walk is a big fat half-moon, just like she always is. It still shocks me after almost four decades on this planet that the moon is visible in the blue sky of morning and afternoon. It's also shocking how bright she is up there, with her reflected wisdom and kind stewardship of the sky. I Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1091461118381121162004-08-02T09:57:00.000-05:002004-08-02T10:38:38.380-05:00[insert song title or name of recently-eaten food here]
Learning how to write in the blogosfeare, we [not the royal we but rather the collective, recent events having convinced us to remain in first-person plural as if afflicted/gifted with the multiple personality syndrome] now know some stuff. Like you're supposed to link to stuff you like in an offhanded way. Or to discuss when a certain Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1091206202605878802004-07-30T11:43:00.000-05:002004-07-30T13:05:33.593-05:00My co-worker Tom has died of brain cancer. He was a really great person who lived an exemplary life. Many times, he could have fled this tiny roller-coaster of a company to go get big bucks somewhere, but he stayed out of loyalty and because he loved this place and the work we do. That was all more important to him than glory or flashiness.
You all know really great people who are like this. Mattnoreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1091136257082013542004-07-29T15:54:00.000-05:002004-07-29T16:35:19.670-05:00I Call My Baby Pussycat
Actually, I don't. She'd punch me. I also can't admit that I think Teresa Heinz Kerry is hotter than Cate Edwards, either. That's the way it goes.
Me on Pastor Troy in PopMatters. If I was O-Dub I'd get dissed on Troy's next record.
I had a little bit of an emotional breakdown here at work today, but fortunately I was able to vent at the person I know who least needsMattnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969869.post-1090956676145596202004-07-27T14:06:00.000-05:002004-07-27T14:33:24.836-05:00bailalo como tu quieras
Brilliance.
Idiocy.
Pseudo-brilliance, although the author seems to have fallen asleep towards the end.
A Fan's Notes. (SF-J on Dizzee: "Could probably rhyme over Joe Lieberman's haircut and wreck shit." Man.)
Terrifying. My boy Hought-diggity in Brooklyn told me about this yesterday. WTF to the bazoomillionth power. How come we don't know this stuff? WHY DOESN'TMattnoreply@blogger.com0