Stephen Mejias

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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 24, 2006 3 comments
I'm getting excited about the Show. You know what Show I'm talking about. I have this good feeling that I'm going to rock it. Hmm, thinking back, I've actually had this good feeling before every show I've attended. Then, I get there, I shake somebody's hand, and I get sick. Disappointed and fatigued, I get left in the dust. The guys call me names. But, that's not going to happen this time. No, it isn't. Today is a new day.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 23, 2006 3 comments
I'm listening to Margot & the Nuclear So and So's now. They sing songs about vampires and kittens, mice and clowns. You might like them. Their story is one of poverty and despair and desolation thwarted by sudden friendship, a burst of creativity, and life on the road. It sounds familiar, but then not. They make music with trumpets and cellos and keys.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 22, 2006 4 comments
Music was playing,
so I sat there, quietly.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 19, 2006 7 comments
Since 5:43pm yesterday evening, the sun and rain have been engaged in some sort of wild tango — the sunshine whips the rain furiously across the dance floor, the rain stomps forcefully upon the sunshine. One moment is blue and gold, the next is streaked with gray. Lightning and thunder have me constantly looking over my shoulder and out onto the City rooftops. All that I can see is wet and droopy and confused. This type of weather makes me wonder what we've done wrong. Why are we being punished? I blame it on Elizabeth. This is what happens when people go on vacation.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 18, 2006 5 comments
Often when I think I have nothing to write about, I remember. I remember. I remember JA commenting on one of my entries:
"It's amazing how you can write 300 words about nothing, and make it seem important."
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 18, 2006 4 comments
If you like (or even if you don't like) the album version of Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy," try this slow live jam.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 17, 2006 4 comments
Well, Elizabeth is off to Italy. Ciao, bella!
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 16, 2006 4 comments
Elizabeth is leaving us, and she doesn't care.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 15, 2006 15 comments
As the plane approached the chaos of John F. Kennedy International Airport, I turned my head towards the small oval window to look out onto the bright City skyline.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 12, 2006 4 comments
Q: Have I mentioned that I'm not too fond of the Ayre's appearance?
A: Why, yes, I have.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 11, 2006 6 comments
"I just want you to know, Stephen, that I spent the entire afternoon recompiling all of the text and graphs and data for the Test CD 2 booklets."
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 10, 2006 4 comments
On June 14, 2004, I made a silly, little mistake.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 09, 2006 6 comments
Damn. Today it's 5:45pm and I'm just getting started. At least I'm not alone; Elizabeth is still here, worrying about page numbers and layouts so that JA can worry about other things.
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 08, 2006 15 comments
It's a bit of a shame about the blog: I often don't get started on an entry until late in the day. For instance, I'm starting this entry at 5:23pm. At 5:23pm, most people are on their ways home, while I'm here, feeling like I'm just getting started. And I put a lot of effort into these words. It takes some time. Even the shitty entries take awhile. I hope this doesn't sound like a complaint. I'm not complaining. I actually enjoy these circumstances. I'm relaxing now. Tarkio's keeping me awake with banjos and bells, and, aside from the random e-mail, there are no more interruptions to keep me from writing, which is what I love most. I like this time. I like 5:23pm. I like my job. Which gets me to something else I wanted to mention, had I had the opportunity to simply mention it when it came to mind, rather than beating around the clock like this:
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Stephen Mejias Posted: May 05, 2006 3 comments
I've heard some of the guys — John Atkinson, Wes Phillips, Art Dudley — talk about a certain feeling. It's a strange kind of, mildly irrational, but altogether real, bit of sadness topped off with a touch of guilt and/or regret that sneaks up on the audio reviewer when the time comes to return a piece of gear to its manufacturer.