April 15th, 2019



Back from the Voltaire concert. It was, indeed, weirdly like going home, even though I've never been to that place, met any of those people, or even heard Voltaire live. I sung along with choruses of songs I heard for the first time three days ago,(although also to songs I've known for years, he did the U.S.S. Make Shit Up!) and it was AMAZING.

If you ever get a chance to go hear Voltaire live, I suggest you do, the guy puts on a really great show. And I don't mean in the sense of stage show, lights and drama and production. I mean he's entertaining as hell. He interacts with the crowd. It's really great. I feel like on the one hand it's a shame he's not better known, his music is great and he deserves to be able to pack major theaters. On the other hand, being with 50 or so folks on the dance floor right in front of the stage is a fantastic experience, and one you don't get to have often with somebody who's that good.

We also kicked around Portland, had random-impulse pizza at 1am, visited a huge barcade where I discovered that I now really suck at DDR, escaped from Powell's City of Books with just one book for I think the first time ever, and generally ate good food, drank good booze, and had a good time.

Getting a break from the kiddo was definitely needed, and I'm going to try to do so on a regular basis going forward.

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