Gritting my teeth. Loving Air.

I'm feeling sidetracked by preocupaciones right now. I could say I did something stupid, but rather I feel like I'm having bad luck. It's Saturday night and I should be out but everyone is gone this weekend to other countries. Since I'm not out I should be writing a critical essay of Almodovar's "Volver" or finishing the application for the NYC internship that's due tomorrow night. Stupid school and internships seem completely insignificant right now anyway. Megumi and I are leaving for Prague on Wednesday morning and we still haven't figured out how we're getting from Prague to Berlin. This could be a problem. I guess it'll be the adventure of travel.

Last night I went to see Air. Another amazing concert. I almost missed it. I hate getting to concerts too early, so I left our flat at about 9PM and got to Razzmatazz at about 9:30. Only 5-10 minutes after I got there Air came on stage and started their set. I had a pretty crappy view, but it was sufficient. I really liked the lights they used. There was a sparkly star background with twinkling lights and then a big light box thing in the back that would change colors. Then the lights hanging from above changed colors a lot and spread out in rays. It sounded much different live...not really in a bad way, just in a different way. I think I appreciate more how they make their music after seeing them live. They played all of the favorites and surprisingly few from Pocket Symphony. Nicolas Godin was cool. He seems like the kind of guy you'd want to hang out with. Or at least I would. For some reason I thought they wouldn't play La Femme D'argent because it's so long, but they make it their last and it was WONDERFUL. The ending to that song was so almost orgasmic. I have always said that some of Air's music is probably the sexist I've ever heard. I feel like if a band could represent me I'd pick Air, but not because I think I'm sexy, haha. It's something about the sound and the variety of upbeat versus more mellow sounds. Their music always sounds so flowy and nicely put together, but it's a little off kilter in a way. A good fusion of melodies and harsher beats.

Megumi's back from Amsterdam so perhaps we'll go out for some fun.

It's the dull ache in my stomach, my clammy hands and the tormenta en mi mente. Ugh.