My buddy William is a DJ at the local college radio station, KGLT.
He recently took over the Wednesday morning, 6:00-9:00 am show, which means that he’ll have the first show after the election results come in.
“I’ve prepared two mixes,” he tells me. “One’s a normal mix. The other mix is more of an … apocalyptic mix. You know, some 16-minute political-punk-rock apocalypse ballads.”
Then, he pauses, looks up and laughs, telling me, “I hope I get to play the normal mix on Wednesday!”
Ha! Well, me too, William. I hope so.
Speaking of music, while studiously not writing a paper this morning, I happened to find this on the YouTube channel of one of my favorite bands, Mute Math.
The thing I’ve most enjoyed about Mute Math’s first, self-titled album, is how rich and complex the drum tracks are. In many of the album’s tracks (“Chaos” comes to mind), it sounds almost as though there are two drummers. I don’t have the technical or music background to be able to aptly describe the effect–but it’s to create two layers of rhythm–as though one drummer is keeping time, and the other drummer is improvising his own beat/counterbeat. If you take the time to listen to it, it’s really neat.
(Oh–and, the music video for “Typical” is a favorite of mine! Click here!)
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At long last, I finally made it out to knock on some doors this weekend for Barack Obama. It’s been an interesting and fun experience, to be sure. More than anything, I’ve been reassured of the basic kindness and generosity of Bozemanites (I’d like to say “Americans” … but I’m just not that cocky). Admittedly, there’s been a few rude people, but on balance, even the McCain supporters have been courteous and kind: “I’m voting for McCain, but thanks for being out and involved!”
My favorite, though, was an older couple, just arriving home. I asked if I could bother them for a few minutes. They looked at each other, a little hesitant, but then relented. “Sure! Come on in!” the husband, Rick, told me.
So then, for the next twenty minutes, I found myself sitting at the kitchen table with two interested and inquisitive voters. I told them what I knew about Barack Obama, and why I’ve voting for him on Tuesday. I answered their questions as best I could, before declining their offers of coffee and candy, and heading back out into the darkening rain.
I don’t know if I won any “converts” but, perhaps, I made two new friends. Rick and Elizabeth, thank you for your time, courtesy, and hospitality! I’ll see you at the polls on Tuesday!
