Posted by jessica on Mar 20, 2010 with
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Tonight I saw a fox run across the road, but that’s not what makes it worth mentioning, necessarily.
What does make it worth mentioning is that he was right by Fox Road.
And I thought perfect and smiled to myself. Because wouldn’t it be nice if life always made such good, simple sense? Of course the fox was coming from Fox Road, what did you expect? You wanna see a bear, then go to Bear Road, and I’m pretty sure that’s in the Poconos, sorry. It’s gonna be a little drive. Or a big walk.
But life is not always quite so perfectly matched. Because yes, fox=fox road tonight, and it was adorable; but marriage does not always=marriage. And yes, I’m joking and no, I’m not joking at all. I guess what I mean is look, I’m comparing a huge thing in my own life to a fox on the street and I’m thinking it’s kind of funny but also noticing how things that should be obvious are not always obvious and the fact that a fox made more sense than my own marriage is ironic and sad and, fine, funny too.
But moving on, just like that sensible fox did.
I am proud to say that Shane and I, we came up with a band name that makes both of us happy. And that is:
the paper janes
Jane, for the same old reason as before: it’s Shane and Jess smooshed together into a new name that happens to be a very old and sweet name already. What’s not to like about Jane?
And paper–well, I have a long history of loving paper. Whenever I get a new journal, I always look at all the fresh, blank pages and daydream a little as to what content I will hastily scrawl across it. And I love how you can make so many things out of paper; how books tell such beautiful stories on paper. And the letters we send are made possible by paper. I also love how paper is made strong by whatever words or pictures you mark it with; and yet it remains so fragile and easily torn. It’s a juxtaposition, a foldable contrast. It’s a lot like you and me, I guess.
So there you go. Good stuff. We even bought the domain. thepaperjanes.com
But there’s nothing there.
Yet, anyway.
Can’t wait to make it into something, though.
Posted by jessica on Feb 26, 2010 with
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Highlights of the evening, in no particular order.
So, I’m in a band now. First time ever. We came to the decision tonight, but not without having That Conversation. You know, somebody mentions how you’ve been spending a lot of time playing music together lately. Someone else wonders aloud what that means. Finally, one of you asks it: So what are we? And yes, it’s a risk, but the question has begged to be asked and so there, you did it. And (gulp) listen, cause the other person is saying something that sounds like they think you should be a band.
Too.
And it’s the too part that really matters. Because it’s nice to agree and it’s nice not to hear nothing! after you ask someone what you are. And it’s even better to say okay, then, let’s try this music thing out and huh, let’s think of a name for us.
I’ve suggested Jane since that’s Shane and Jess mixed up together, but I don’t think Shane wants to be in a band named Jane.
So we’re gonna keep thinking until we land on something that we both like. I just realized what I wrote. Hmm. I guess after that, no more thinking for either one of us. We’ll basically be zombies since, apparently, all of our thoughts were poured into coming up with a band name. And no, I don’t much care for Shess, which he put together…It’s okay, we’ll think of something.
And tonight we played a gig.
Now, I had the brilliant idea to open up the gig, basically say an initial hey to the crowd, by saying Good night! Um, how weird is that? Even weirder than the time I tried to parallel park by nosing into a really tight spot. I kept wondering why it wasn’t working when suddenly I remembered people generally back in when they parallel park.
And this was just last week.
But starting out the night by saying Good Night. That’s super weird. And confusing. In fact, a guy at the bar immediately asked if he’d already missed our set, which is what tipped me off to how strangely I had used that little phrase. I tried to explain that I said good night in order to mean: It’s actually a good night, but well, let’s face it, that isn’t the way that people who have half a handle on the English language use those words.
Pretty dumb, I know.
But not even as good as when we were playing our rap. And yes, I wasn’t kidding when I admitted to all of you that I wrote a rap a while back. But basically, I talk about the kind of guy you should avoid, the kind of guy who acts like he likes you, but for less than noble purposes.
Anyway, there’s a lyric that says, And you go around town hooking up with all the girls…But tonight I didn’t say that. What I said was this: And you go around town hooking up with all the boys…And hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I immediately looked at Shane cause how funny? Suddenly the guy that I am so mad at for being such a jerk and just wanting something that girls, you better know not to give away, is gay and that changes the tone of the song considerably.
Good thing Shane didn’t laugh.
Good thing that is false.
He totally laughed and so did I and hahaha, if the guy is gay, then why am I so worried he’s gonna try to charm me into giving him something sacred in the first place?
Relax, girl, he’s gay; he don’t wanna get with you, anyway!
But yes, tonight was a good, fun night. Not bad for a Thursday, not bad at all.
