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Last night, after I left Aurafice, I wandered up to Broadway and got sucked into Playback (formerly Disc Go Round), where I made further expenditures to bolster my music collection. My purchases were as follows:

Doves - Lost Souls: I guess they had an MTV hit or something. I just remember hearing this at Orpheum last winter and going "Hey, that's pretty cool..." It took me this long to find a used copy of it.

Erykah Badu - Baduizm: On & on & on & on...

various - SoleSides Greatest Bumps: More sonic goodies from DJ Shadow & his little crate digging pals

Bjork - Selmasongs: I don't really have to say anything about this one.

I forgot to mention that the other night before the Richard Buckner show, a venture was made into Bop Street Records (which may have one of the finest vinyl collections in town). I picked up these goodies:

various - The John Peel Sub Pop Collection 1989-1993: Mudhoney, Pond, Codeine, Tad...pretty bitchin'.

Primus - Pork Soda: 'Cuz sometimes the bass dork in me just has to listen to "My Name Is Mud" again.

I also picked up ancient vinyl from Steve Fisk, and a realllllly old Seattle glam rock band named Rail. Rumor has it that one of my sisters dated someone in this band circa 1983. About 4 or so years ago, I was watching some show on public access, and lo and behold, on the program was Rail, playing at Jimmy Z's in fucking Everett (Ice T just played there on Friday, I think). They looked old, way past their prime, but also looked to be having fun. Eeek, I say. Eeek.

But I digress. After making my purchases, i continued up Broadway, where I stumbled upon Brian, Damon, and Cecilia. I hopped in the car with them and headed up to Kalthoff Manor for some Thai food and good company. From there, D and I found ourselves at the medeval themed Canterbury up on 15th for a QFC work party thingy. I pretty much just sat back, nursed my beer, and watched the kookiness commence. Much of the conversations at the table revolved around sex and drinking. At one point, a girl pulled out some slides from her purse. The slides were of her and a person (who had just left this little gathering) performing a sex act involving...er well, yeah, I'm not going to go into it. We'll just say that it was graphic. I think she implied that it was supposed to be art. Er, whatevs.

OK. Back to work.