just came back from the black crowes gig at the henry fonda theater. good stuff! ben harper came out for the encore, and i left with a 3-disc CD of the show. that was a pretty damn good gig, and i never regret going to these kinds of gigs alone if i have to.
randomly browsing through wikipedia, i stumbled on the smashing pumpkins. and now they’re playing on itunes. there really isn’t anything else that pacifies me the way siamese dream does; i’m hopelessly attached to everything about the album and the songs. it’s one of those mysteries, of the beautiful kind.. like how i met the little hurricane. :)