Today's album: Arc Angels (Arc Angels)
Length: 1 hour, 1 minute
Activity: Stretching
What listening to this album made me think of: College. I somehow acquired this album as one of the comps we'd receive for possible review for the school magazine. I don't know if I ever listened to it before tonight. I don't think so.
Review: Take the worst song from a Black Crowes album, the worst song from a Pearl Jam album, the worst song from a Live album, and the worst song performed live by your local bar band—that's this. Or maybe I was cranky because I remembered this self-imposed exercise obligation after I came back at 11:30 p.m. last night from happy hour with old work friends from 20 years ago.
How I felt after: Cranky. Confused. Melancholy. Hung out with someone I fell in love with years ago but could never pursue because he was married, and everything came flooding back and put me in "a mood." We had an excellent time, but then the evening ended. All I could do was stretch and lie staring at the ceiling. Not even bad bar-band music could snap me out of it. Oh well. I suppose I'm healthier and more limber for my troubles.
Random fact I learned about this artist/album: This album/band is supposed to be Stevie Ray Vaughn Lite. Or something like that.
Why I'm doing this: See Day 1.
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