on saturday i went back to connecticut to noroton heights (darien), which is the town where i grew up. there was an all day punk rock show with 20 bands in the parking lot of the train station there. so, of course, i had to go. when i was 15 years old, and one of six punk rockers in darien, i never expected that 20 years later i would go to a punk rock show in the parking lot of my local train station. so going to this punk rock festival was almost proustian(ha, ha, look at me, the clever ex-grad student…). it was really nice, lots of earnest and kind 16 & 17 year old kids, skateboarding and performing and selling ‘unity’ and operation ivy t-shirts. so, thanks to the nice people who put on this little festival, it was really fun. someone on the radio just said “”how would you like to have large, full and sexy breasts without surgery? just try our cream”” uh, excuse me? a cream to increase breast size? how? is it some sort of inflammatory agent? that doesn’t sound particularly healthy. i guess i shouldn’t listen to the radio when i’m writing an update. too distracting. now i have to go and talk to the nice people at vh-1 about grunge. yes, i have a strange job. -moby
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