#The flaming lips steve burns license

Thunderbirds 2086 was not a great show, but I really loved it as a kid. The Japanese cartoons on that mix include Kagaku Ninja Tai: Gatchaman (Ninja Science Team: Gatchaman) which I had seen translated as Battle of the Planets. It just seemed a natural fit to put the two sonic landscapes together, and I wanted to make a best-of mixtape for Scott. They were like golden nostalgic nuggets that came bubbling up through my liminal spaces. Just at that same time, Tadasu gave me a DVD that compiled all the opening and closing themes of tons of Japanese cartoons. I loved the dark, brooding melodies of Clouds Taste Metallic, and Soft Bulletin was incredibly playful with its imagery of super science run amok while the lush symphonics augmented the bombast. These two albums were mind blowing to me. What can I say? Andy exposed me to two albums by The Flaming Lips: Clouds Taste Metallic and The Soft Bulletin. That song must have touched a lot of people because there are a lot of covers of that song out in the world. For some reason, I became very interested in covers of that song and they started to peel back the association with isolation and loneliness and I discovered the beauty in that song. My brother and older sister used to play Talking Heads in the house and for some reason that song grew to have these powerful associations with depression and sadness from that period of my life. I put on this mix a cover of the Talking Heads song This Must Be The Place (Naïve Melody). I had a great time on the ferry, eating dim sum, walking in the Gas Town district at night, and finding some bootleg Studio Ghibli DVDs. I drove up in the 1988 Hyundai Accent with my tent and sleeping bag. It was a big step for me to go on my own on my vacation. My friend Loly from massage school found out I was going to Vancouver and asked to come along, but at the last minute changed her mind.

#The flaming lips steve burns license

I had been studying my butt off to cram in all the anatomy, physiology, and pathology courses necessary for passing the Oregon Massage license test, and I felt I deserved a nice reward. Out of this exploration of my independence as an adult, I decided to take myself to Vancouver, Canada for my spring break from Massage School. Funnily enough, I got a reprieve from the 2:30 am disturbances when I went through a breakup and decided to temporarily move myself out of my house. It was about the maturation and learning to make my own opinions and express them. As I lay there in the dark I let those fears be the inspiration for this music mix, but the theme of the album was not fearfulness. The scariest thing was that there would be a few fights during the summer.

I would lie there, angry at having been woken and yet fearful of speaking up for myself and telling the drunkards to be quiet.

I was still learning not to fear alcohol and I was not helped by the fact that I would be woken by drunken people leaving the bar at 2:30 am. The Space Room, Sewickly’s, Water Trough, Bar of the Gods, and Tanker. It was located in an area that Portlanders call “The Barmuda Triangle” due to there being a bunch of bars in a two-block radius. I had also moved into my house back in late 2001. Oregon Diary Volume 02: Space Room’s Purgatory