Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Quick and Dirty

I'm spending the day at a document review site and it could not possibly come on a better day. My ears keep ringing and feel like they're filled with cotton thanks to last night's incredibly loud show, I slept only about 6 hours, and I may have just a wee bit of a hangover. You see, I apparently looked halfway decent last night (low cut shirt+ cleavage=halfway decent) because while I was at the bar these two guys who were like 23 years old each bought me a shot of tequila. What was I to do? Clearly I could not be rude and turn it down. And so, this morning I want to die. It's funny how that happens. I'm just glad I wasn't dumb enough to take one of them home, because seriously they were like 23.

I was in a terrible mood when I got to last night's show at the Earl because I'd just spent two hours driving to Buford, GA for a deposition in the rain and terrible traffic, only to have my witness skip out just before I got there because she had only budgeted 1 hour for the deposition and didn't feel waiting if we were going to start late and not get her done by 7pm. I was so angry I could have killed someone. We set this damned deposition at night, in Buford, and on this date to make it convenient for her and then when I got stuck in the worst traffic I've ever seen in Atlanta, she leaves just before I could get there. Ugh. Oh well, she'll see how I deal with people who screw me over like that. It ain't pretty.

The Jason Isbell show at the Earl was so good I don't even know if I'll be able to do it justice. It's very rare, at least for me, to see someone perform live and to realize that I'm seeing something on the cusp of being enormously important. That's how I felt last night, like I was seeing the emergence of someone who will eventually be seen as one of the great songwriters of our generation. Maybe it will be 2 or 3 years, maybe it will be 20, but someday I'm going to be just amazed that I saw him in that tiny club with maybe 150 people there.

Isbell did a lot of new material and 5 or 6 of his DBT songs, though he did not play Never Gonna Change. That's the only one that I wanted to hear but didn't, and I can live with that. His new stuff is excellent live and I have the feeling that he's soon going to eclipse DBT in his own popularity. And so, their split was probably for the best.

Now if I could just get this damned ringing out of my ears.

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