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Yesterday right after work I took myself to see
Kiss of the Spider Woman. It was fine.
I do love having only four blocks to walk there after work now. From the old office, it was 1.4 miles—or, 19 blocks. It was nearly five times the distance. It tended to only take me half an hour, but still, if a showtime is at 4:45 or 4:55 then having only four blocks to walk can make all the difference, and I don't have to leave work early. Hell, with how long trailers last anymore, I could get away with leaving work at 4:30 for a 4:30 showtime.
Speaking of which, there were maybe six other people in the theater with me last night. There was an older couple in the row right behind where I sat, and then one seat over. They clearly didn't go to the movies that often. When the Nicole Kidman AMC spot was finally running, indicating the trailers were done, I overheard the woman marvel that "It's almost 5:30!" Mind how, the published showtime was at 4:55. Now, they play product commercials at that time, and not even the trailers started until after 5:00. It's pretty annoying to be paying money to go to a location outside the home just to be advertised to, but whatever. This has essentially been the model for cable TV for decades, except you don't leave the home for that.
I was in row D, which was not the one I reserved my seat for. I was actually booked for row H, which is the second row from the back. This is one of the smaller theaters at Pacific Place, and I wasn't sure when I booked it how close the closer rows would be to the screen. Well, someone else was sitting in the seat I had booked when I got there. Normally I would actually say something, but when I saw that what I booked was not really my preference anyway, I just sat in row D where no one had booked any seats, and hoped no one would book that seat between the time I sat down and when the movie started. No one did.
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Anyway, I walked home after the movie, and Shobhit had made a meal packet of fettucine alfredo for dinner; I had what was left, taking it back to the bedroom where I wrote my review. That, as usual, took me about an hour.
I then went out to the living room and Shobhit and I watched a couple episodes of television, after I made us some hot chocolate. We watched this week's eipside of
Slow Horses on Apple TV, and then this week's episode of
Only Murders In the Building on Hulu. I hemmed and hawed for about a second on the second one because it was getting late, but then decided fuck it—because we have two more shows to watch tonight and tonight also happens to be Action Movie Night.
That's all the news that's fit to print, I guess. Even the "fitness" of what I printed here is debatable, one could argue. I finally updated my Garbage playlist on Apple Music, to include tracks from the new album they just released in May,
Let All That We Imagine Be the Light. That makes their 8th album, and I have been a fan ever since Gabriel introduced me to their first album while we were in college in 1995. I even saw them in concert here in Seattle when they came to The Paramount to promote their sophomore album in 1998,
Version 2.0.
I often think of Dad and Sherri when I listen to Garbage. I was at their house once and listening to their single from the 1996
Romeo + Julet soundtrack, "#1 Crush." Sherri asked me who it was, clearly not liking it very much, and when I said "Garbage," she said, "Well I knew
that." Hardy har har. Pretty low hanging fruit there. But, I think of her every time I hear that song now, so who's laughing now, I guess?
With a discography of eight albums that can now be split evenly in two, I also created two more Garbage playlists: one for 1995-2007, and one for 2012-2025. The first one includes tracks from their first four albums, but also three tracks from other sources: the aforementioned "#1 Crush"; their title James Bond theme song for
The World Is Not Enough; and the unreleased track they included on their 2007 anthology
Absolute Garbage. The second playlist is exclusively tracks from their last four albums, except with the addition of one non-album track I found while looking at their discography.
I haven't dived into Garbage much since their last album was released, in 2021. It was a good time for a pivot, I guess; Suzanne Vega also released a new album recently and I have been binging her entire discography in a way I'm not sure I have in decades.
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[posted 12:30pm]
