metraboy online: march 30, 1999

Right now I'm lissening to a compilation from tree records called Post Marked Stamps. It compiles the entire set of Post Marked singles, which were all records that had songs dedicated to long distance lovers (funny how something that would speak to me fully last year suddenly makes me go "oh--I remember what that was like." I won't be so brazen to say that long distance relationships should be avoided at all costs--just be forewarned that looking back you realize how tough it was.). Not only that, each single had a handmade envelope/sleeve, little heart stickers with the band/song names on them, and (duh) post marked stamps on the front of the envelope. In short, each single in the series looked like a letter. There's even a song where the singer doesn't sing the song's lyrics--he recorded himself writing them out--like a letter (ah yes). All the bands on it are what someone at WNUR termed "post-emo indie rock," though i don't think that "post" describes the Get-up Kids, one of the bands on it.

What makes this so interesting is the extreme care taken by the person (whose name is missing, strangely, from the credits) who did this series. There is a completely history of the singles in the liner notes to the CD, and it is amazing how much personal effort he/she put into it. There are tales of stamp suppliers dying and of bands unexpectedly wanting to be in the series, and even of one of the records selling out its first 1500 copies in 2 days, an amazing feat.

People like ths amaze me. The drive to do something that stays is one of the strongest human impulses (see also: metraboy online). But this person did something more than that. They took personal financial risk as well as their own free time in order to create some records that were "fun again," and in doing so, left a legacy of great tunes in packaging that inspires gigglish glee. It's just so damn cool I wish I could find the inner drive to fuel such a major undertaking. Maybe that's what this is.

I can't recommend this CD enough--for the packaging, the stories, and just to reward such a huge project. And if you see some of the singles, pick them up too--to quote a certain professional wrestler, they are just "TOO SWEET."

In a related note, tree is celebrating the conclusion of the series with a three day event at the Fireside Bowl this weekend. I'll be going to see Joan of Arc and Jen Wood on Friday--you should, too.

Special thanks to the subject of yesterday's page who sent me another encouraging email--and dispelled my fears that I was saying to much. She's a special kid. I'll email you back soon, girl--I promise.

The maintainance of metraboy online could get really ugly if I don't take soem time on it soon. Daily pages add up to thirty a month, 365 a year. I need to figure out a way to organize it in my head, so that I can then use the tools at hand to finish the organization. It's getting there.

The best thing of all is how updating is easier each time. Routine, routine, routine.

Email me here with recipes/ insults/ misheard lyrics. If you know me personally, email me my regular nwu.edu address. The guestbook is being bitchy (due to Geocities, not me), so it may or may not be up for a while.

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Last Updated March 30, 1999

"How can one be nostalgic for something that literally
drove me to the edge of insanity, if not over that edge?
I can't explain it, but I am. I am."

--taken from the liner notes of the compilation
Post Marked Stamps, available on Tree Records.

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