September 21st, 2005

dude!

GODDAMN

I'm supremely busy today, but I HAD to post this for all my Chicago heads, because HOLY SHIT:

Jandek is playing Chicago on Thursday, at the Empty Bottle. Tickets on sale now at ticketweb.com.

Acid Mother's Temple cancels, JANDEK mysteriously appears

Unfortunately, due to complications relating to some visa issues, ACID MOTHER'S TEMPLE have had to cancel their September 22nd appearance. Unbelievably, mysterious cult legend JANDEK has agreed to perform instead. This is, holy shit, as big as it gets folks. Perhaps the most enigmatic man in music, JANDEK has been, mysteriously, issuing albums for nearly thirty years with nary a word to the outside world. In a bewildering twist, JANDEK made his very first live appearance last year, unannounced to the larger world of course, and done so with no advanced fanfare. He has since agreed to only a handful of live performances, so one can't be sure when to expect the next. JANDEK will open the show on Thursday September 22nd performing promptly at nine. As we've said, it doesn't really get much more exciting than this. Tickets purchased for ACID MOTHER'S TEMPLE will of course be honored.


Okay, I have NO MONEY for this and NO TIME TO DO IT. But god fucking damn it. It's JANDEK. Playing LIVE. In CHICAGO. I can't not go, right? Someone tell me not to go. Please.
stella stella can't you hear me yella

Whorin'

This is for my baby, and this is for me:

Teatime at the Turf

St. Paul, Minnesota

Saturday, September 24
5:00 p.m.

The Turf Club
1601 University Ave.
(651) 647-0486


DEAR MIDWEST. IT IS TIME.

Pindeldyboz crashes right into the Twin Cities literary scene with an event at St. Paul's Turf Club, where rock lives. (On a sleeping bag behind the basement bar, but that's another story.) Come out to hear contributors and friends of Pindeldyboz make the laughs, the tears, the ponderings, and maybe the munchies.


READERS:

Charles Baxter
Jason DeBoer
Alex Lemon
Leonard Pierce
Jim Ruland
Claire Zulkey

A high tea to make a crumpet proud!

Seriously, gang, if you're anywhere close to St. Paul, go to this. CHARLES BAXTER, man!

This week, I got to interview Qualo, the two sexiest New Pornographers, Andrew Bird, and a couple of Simpsons writers. Tomorrow I'm going to see fuckin' JANDEK. And Friday, I'll be with the two best gals in the world. Money's tight, the future's uncertain, and the world is coming to an end, but I got no complaints right now.
flavored with age

Corwood or corwouldn't?

It now seems possible, if not yet likely, that I will be able to write a review of the Jandek show tomorrow night. Which means that my intense guilt feelings about the cost have been alleviated, as if either of the three places who might cough up for said review actually do so, it will be a profit-making enterprise, not a net loss. This makes me very happy. On the other hand, it means I will actually have to pay attention rather than getting zooted and just letting his atonal, maltuned scramblings wash over me like a dozen drops. Still, ain't bad.

In other news, best thoughts to my very good friend Lara, whose family is in a bad way at the moment. Spare a kind thought for a stranger, if you're so inclined.