I was all excited because last night was the final night of this musical/promotional festival in the park near my apartment building, and at 8:30 P.M. it was listed that there would be a performance by a band performing "Rock Pop Indy Music."
As it turns out, "Indy" here was like "Indies," like "India," like "Hey, Christopher Columbus, we've landed in the Indies!" And so I didn't get to hear any Thai Animal Collective (even if my students hated "My Girls" (Chiang Mai Girls?)
Actually, insert Chiang Mai Girls into the chorus for a moment and that song suddenly becomes a very sad tale of Thai girls forced to marry Westerners they hate in order to provide homes for their children.
I just want four walls and adobe slabs/
Chiang Mai Girls
That's about all I've got right here right now. I haven't been able to download from Mediafire/Rapidshare lately, so I'm missing out on the new Twilight Sad/Volcano Choir/Times New Viking (GREAT band name) albums. Bummer.
And yes, I would pay for these albums, if paying didn't constitute spending 10 percent of my monthly spending money on one album. Sacrifices.