Last night, someone (I honestly can not remember who) actually made note of the fact that I haven’t been updating as much recently. After I paused in a moment of confusion at the thought that anyone actually looks at these pages, I explained that I’ve simply been quite busy. I guess I’ll write a little journal post to make up for the lack of nonsense “music” videos, tank-riding-buddah-baby pictures, and men 200x hotter than me posts.

Last week I saw a couple concerts. The first was Jay Brannan. I know he isn’t the most popular with everyone, and perhaps that is part of the charm. His show was pretty good. The songs actually sounded almost exactly like the recorded tracks do. That is a good thing because I think he is a great artist, but also somewhat disappointing that there wasn’t anything more to them in person. At least between songs he joked with the audience. The real surprise though was his opener. Her name is Rachel Zylstra and she was fantastically amazing. Her music was quirky without being tacky which always grabs my attention. Her voice was beautiful. Her stage presence spot on. She gripped the attention of an audience where I imagine few had any clue who she was.

On Saturday I saw one of my all-time favorites – Cowboy Mouth. If you aren’t familiar with their music, shame on you. The band has been around forever (since 1990 anyway). Admittedly, they have very few songs that anyone has probably heard unless you know one of their fans, who tend to be pretty rabid about them, and with good reason. Anyone who has seen one of their shows knows that these guys (and gal) are some of the best live performers in existence. The only concert I’ve had more fun at than a Cowboy Mouth concert is Third Eye Blind.

Speaking of Third Eye Blind, I am quite excited to find out that they have a new album coming out. Even more exciting – Kimya Dawson is featured on it! WOW. Can. Not. Wait. You can hear a short snippit of “Why Can’t You Be” on MySpace (ughh Crapsite).

Tuesday I went to the Chicago Outdoor Film Festival with some friends to see Duck Soup. Firstly – this was my first COFF experience, and I can not imagine a better group of people to go with. Secondly, Duck Soup is an amazing movie and everyone needs to go watch it. RIGHT NOW! Thirdly, they (I’m not really sure who) handed out (hopefully) over 5,000 “Groucho Marx” glasses to attempt to have the largest group of people to ever do this at once. The former record holder (yes, this is an existing record) is somewhere in Missouri. Well, at least they have that…

Of course amongst all these things I was visiting with my friend Scott who was in town from Las Vegas, boating, going to birthday parties, making a fool of myself at a bar night named “Boys Room” and who knows what other debaucherous (spell check tells me that isn’t a word but I don’t care) things. Oh, and working my ass off!

Of course, now I have a backlog of uninteresting things to bombard you with so expect the next week to be absolutely titillating.