Saamba

can i just say i hate allergies, and being sick. the past few days, i�ve been suffering from sinus hell. and my better half, just to show me up, has gotten full on sick (fever, sore throat, etc. which means its only a matter of time before i catch it) � so we�ve basically been two extremely useless people.

for the past three days i�ve felt like my head is wrapped in 50 pound gauze. not 50 pounds of gauze, but gauze that weighs 50 pounds per cubic centimeter. which if wrapped just so, equates out to 250 pounds, just in case you were wondering.

the pressure on my skull is something i think only the ancient egyptians could help. i want leeches, lots of them, sucking the sinus crap out of my skull! boris, fetch me my leeches!

my allergies have had a strange timeline. i only started suffering seriously my junior year of college (um� 7 years ago?). before that, i was just allergic to cats. i still am allergic to cats (and yes, i�ve always had cats � glutton for punishment, sadomasochist?). but now i�m allergic to time, space, the human condition, and anything that has the remotest tease of allergic properties.

seriously, i am allergic to time. i never really noticed, but when my better half and i first started living together, he was kind enough to point out that i always had a sneezing fit at 10 p.m. sharp every night. seriously, you could set a watch by me. it was the strangest thing ever and it continued like that for about a year. as time has gone by though, it has morphed instead to an allergy to bedtime and rise-and-shine time. right before i go to bed, half an hour of sneeze and schnoz-drooling hell. morning, hop in the shower, another good 20 minutes of sneeze time. aargh!

i�ve been on every allergy drug known to man, nothing helped. a doctor-perscribed (special approval by the health insurance company) double dose of allegra-d didn�t even help. finally i got sick of drugging myself, nasal-spraying myself, and all the other fun methods they�ve thought to suggest. so, now, i just cope. and weeks like this where it takes over my life and i�m walking around in an inccessent state of ugh, i - on a regular basis - consider what taking a full box of benedryl might do. yet to try it, but i�ll let you know if it is any good.

anyway � sorry, we�re not much fun this week. when we�re back to our old silly selves, i promise we�ll write something fun. until then, here is my lameass excuse of a review of the curiousa festival at mansfield, mass., last weekend.

lead-up to the concert was a painful experience � we lost 100 bucks to orbitz.com (human error of booking a hotel in the wrong mansfield and realizing this two minutes later means nothing to them. they are evil b-tards!). travelocity is my new best friend.

we had an extra ticket we had to sell at the show. i did, for face value. though i was sure i was going to get arrested the entire time.

our �seats� kicked serious butt. we were in the pit � close enough to see robert smith�s shade of red lipstick and nose hairs, very exciting! the cure sounded phenomenal, he still has the voice for live shows, although he�s a little bloated and funny-looking these days. he�s a strange character, he wandered around the stage clutching his shoulders with his hands, like he wasn�t sure if we weren�t going to try and stone him. half the time i was expecting someone to flip him off and for him to run off the stage and not return. i would love the opportunity to spend some time with the guy in the real world, see how he copes. for the life of me i can�t picture the man going to a grocery store, or doing anything the rest of us might do on a regular basis, like fill a car with gas at a gas station.

the other bands were good but a slight disappointment. i went into the show liking several songs by all of them, but not having gotten their albums yet. big mistake. i went in expecting to be blown away and not being able to wait to go out and buy their albums the next day.

i�ve had that happen before, going to see one band and being so completely blown away by their opening act you end up becoming a lifetime fan of said opening act. so i was completely expecting this to happen with all the bands � and there were a lot of them: muse, cooper temple clause, interpol, head automatica, the rapture, auf der maur and moguai.

don�t get me wrong, they were all good live, but none of them seemed to enjoy performing. and that�s a big thing with me. (the rapture actually looked like they were having more fun that just going through the motions, so i will be buying their cd at some point). but the rest of the bands, while they sounded good, just did nothing for me in the live sense. i think if i had already purchased the albums and already loved them 100 percent, seeing them live might have added to my love of them. but i went about it all wrong. my bad

ps- bands should not be allowed to have an air of pretentiousness unless they are a band that is worthy of having an air of pretentiousness.i.e. if the cure came on and had that air, it would work. if the band has only been around for a few years and is just putting out their first big album - air of pretentiousness is not allowed.

pps- the lead singer of the cooper temple clause sounds way too much like brian malko of placebo live. which i don�t get because i don�t hear the whole brian malko thing on the album tracks. weird.

ppps- time to take the benedryl. mmm, sleepytime, yea.

0 wrote to say im an idiot.