For The Record- 26. August. 2023

Like a dry gin's twist of lime

Welcome to another edition of For The Record, a semi-regular good ol’ fashioned link drop, and benefit for paid supporters of On Repeat. If you’d like to join us, we’d be thrilled to have you!

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This week, we’ve got rap from Milwaukie, furniture sales from Bakersfield, and (possible) chaos in the Bahamas.

All of that and a lot more! Let’s get right into it.

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I’ve been thinking a lot about time lately—not in a navel-gazing sense or some woo-woo metaphysical way about how fast it goes (obvs), but rather how blocks of time now feel almost like seasons.

I’ve mentioned before that I now work with people who were born after I was hired. The people who were here when I first walked on the property have, by and large, either retired or passed away (or both). No matter what lens you look at it through, it’s a different world. It’s still exciting enough to get me out of bed every day, but it’s hard not to feel like a guy still at a party after all your friends have gone home.

(big sigh)

This week, I wrote up a record turning 35, with an almost as old story about skiing. Inspired by the release of Sonic Youth’s recording of their last concert (12 years ago!), I went looking to see when I’d seen them last. Turns out the first time was 33 years ago this week. I texted one of the guys I went with, and he replied with *fuuuuuuuck*. The nice thing about having a friendship span so many years is that you can compress a 500-word response into a single epithet.

We both knew what he was saying.