Two shots of Nala on Trolley’s heater and A/C unit. She used to sleep there when is was cold, just to get as much warmth as possible. My reflection is actually pretty clear in her eyes on the second image, especially at higher resolutions.
Monthly Archives: June 2004
Album Review: No Motiv, Daylight Breaking
I really have to say something about No Motiv. When I first heard them, it was in preparation of a concert I was going to when they were opening for Strung Out about four years ago. I didn’t really like their first two albums aside from a few songs. They had a distinct sound, but their lyrics, like advice from a comforting friend, didn’t quite match. This band was like those kids I never really knew in high school, who weren’t popular but had their own clique nonetheless, and spent their free time making up songs and practicing their instruments. The guys I’d sort of root for, not because their music blew me away, but because there was no one to appreciate them.
Their latest album, however, takes things in a different direction, hinted at in the album title “Daylight Breaking”. It’s darker, it’s moodier, and it’s more developed. Jeremy has clearly become more confident with his singing, and this goes hand-in-hand with the new range of sound that they’ve developed, from quiet and barren to heavy and angry. In previous albums, he sounded constricted, but now screams emotionally with controlled unrestraint. The lyrics demonstrate a new maturity, and present a logical progression from their previous work. This is the album that they were meant to write, an album that makes them musicians and not just band members.
Now, as I listen to their older material, everything clicks, and I realize that I just wasn’t ready for this music four years ago. I don’t have any music that’s quite like this; a journey through a coming-of-age that’s filled with energetic hopefulness, along with the ups and downs associated with personal growth, a sort of inspiring sadness. The lyrics bring me back to being a teenager again, when I thought people on TV were normal, and believed that I should have been going through the same dainty problems. It makes me think of what I wanted to experience a long time ago, but never had the chance.
Missing Fall
Even the morning weather is getting warm and unbearable. For the last month I’ve been mentally preparing myself for the muggy summer days, when every second outside is torture and I feel like showering every other hour. I hate this fucking weather. Why can’t it be fall again?
Paying The Cat Tax
The key to winning over a cat is to pay the cat tax. Whenever I enter a room with a cat in it, whether it’s coming out of the shower, coming home from work, or just walking around the apartment, I’ll give the cat a little scratch. It lets them know that their presence is recognized, and that they’re never ignored, not even once. It’s a small price to pay to have a cat who’s friendly and trusting.
Weekend Breakfasts
My Saturday morning table tennis practices have been temporarily moved to later in the day, so I’ve had the chance to rediscover hot, cooked breakfasts, as opposed to the muffins and bagels I’ve been eating due to lack of cooking time. If the time change is a permanent thing, I’ll start doing bacon again. Breakfast used to be my favourite meal of the day, just because of the bacon and egg combo. Oh, how I’ve missed the bacon.



