Bitchin'

it's a bit past midnight tuesday night/wednesday morning and i just got in from seeing the Donnas play at the EXIT/IN. imagine KISS meeting the Ramones and you've got the Donnas. oh and their girls. rock 'n roll girls, that's the sweetest part.

Michelle didn't go tonight. she was already in bed, fast asleep by the time it was time to leave for the show but i think she would have enjoyed it. the little thing growing inside her, i don't know if he/she would have. i like to think so. i don't remember which song but some time during the set, something in the lyrics, the way "Donna A" posed or led the crowd in a fist pumping chant or maybe it was the drunk guy in a suit in front of me who was dancing like Elaine on Seinfeld, something got me to thinking of the little guy growing in Michelle's belly. i couldn't help but smile with anticipation looking forward to exposing him/her to music. maybe i'll be cool enough when he/she is a teen or young adult and we can go to shows together. there are times when i'm at a show and i wish we would have had children sooner. i remember seeing Alice Cooper at the Ryman a couple of years back and seeing moms and dads with their sons or daughters there and i was envious. the best ones are when they paint the Alice eyes on them for the show. nothing like seeing a seven year old with black mascara looking like a little Alice. KISS parents do it too. if you have four boys, you could do mini-KISS. that'd be pretty sweet.

any way, one of my favorite lines from Ben Folds is a song he wrote for his son called "Still Fighting It"

good morning son
twenty years from now
maybe we'll both sit down
and have a few beers
and i can tell
you about today
and how i picked you up
and everything changed

i'm not really a beer connoisseur but maybe twenty years from now i can sit (or stand) with my child at a show and that feeling i felt tonight, that little twinge of anticipation and excitement will be fulfilled. wow, i can't even begin to think who we'd go see. i think most of who i like now will long be gone or, like the Rolling Stones, should be gone.

one thing i take a lot of pride in is the variety of music i listen to and enjoy. i look at my ipod and can't wait to share it's contents with the little one. i asked Michelle the other day if we could get a pair of good, big headphones so i can put them to her belly and play Wilco's "California Skies" to the baby every night for bed. or maybe it'll be Patty Griffin's "You Are not Alone" or Ben Fold's "Rockin' the Suburbs" (is there a clean version of that?) or Feist's "Mushaboom" or The Lassie Foundation's "El Rey" or Terry Taylor's "The Afternoon" or Michael Roe's "Sunshine Down" or The Donnas "Bitchin'?" this list could get long and it's after 1:00 now so i need to stop. any baby belly songs suggestions are welcome.

til next time,
j