I'm From Rolling Stone (I mean was...)

I've been reading about this show for awhile now and just caught the premiere on MTV. Jann Wenner and crew have finally gotten up to speed and are doing something that should be relevant for some of the magazine's younger audience. I only have one question: where was this shit ten years ago?? (and, will it lead to shittier stories for the mag, but I digress).

Whatever. I got published once a long time ago. I mean twice (scroll down for the "Steal This Movie" soundtrack review.) Unfortunately, my old "Local Music: Chicago" column was never archived. I have some hard copies if you're interested. You can see what my local live picks were for any weeked between June and June 1999 - 2000. Let me know.

By the way, how bad is the new RollingStone.com? It started to get worse for wear once Vivendi bought it from us, but that was mostly because of design. Now that Larry's left the editorial sucks now too. If I wanted a blog, I'd hit Perez Hilton. I'm sick of going to RS out of habit, only for them to link me somewhere else. Billboard is the new best music new site.

Sleep is not overrated

Sleep is not overrated. It's a fact. It has to be true. Even though I've gone through periods of my life where I've consciously tried to unsubscribe to this theory, to sieze the day, to convince myself I can be doing so many other things right now than sleep, where I've forced myself to motivate, get out of bed to meet friends, play basketball, enhance my mood, enlighten my mind, improve my overrall health and spirit because sleep is overrated and there's so much more to be doing. It's an easy theory to buy into. It's very American in a self improvement kind of way. But, fuck it. Let's be real. Sleep rules. It is not overrated, it is necessary and I freaking love it. I'm reminded of this now every weekend when Charlie goes down for a nap and I'm on the couch thinking now would be a great time to take a little catnap because no one will notice and I'll be revitalized, relaxed and happy and I love falling asleep on the couch even if it's just for five minutes because it's so peaceful and serene right at this moment. But, I can't because I need to seize the day, take the dog out, fire up some laundry, get some stuff ready for dinner, check fantasy basketball, make sure we have diapers, get the kid's bath ready. But, you know what, seizing the day for someone else is pretty cool. And, sleep still rules. When I get it.

P.S. I can't stop playing Randy Newman's "Memo to My Son." Man, I'm a sappy dude.