Friday, July 04, 2003

Wilco and Coupland

it's become so obvious/ You are so oblivious to yourself

I had Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot for the longest time but it was only recently that I realise what a great album it is. I mean, I liked it when I got it the first time and everything but its multi-layered beauty was not revealed to me until I listened to it on the train again a couple of days ago. I remember that it was raining pretty heavily, and somehow the songs mirrored the pensive (but also pretty tired: imagine going to work squeezing in the train on a rainy morning when ideally, you should be sleeping at home) mood I had.

Train rides are often a drag in the morning, but they afford a chance to think random thoughts. From frivolous thoughts like "what the hell was she thinking when she puts on the polka dot blouse with a striped skirt?!" to more serious stuff like "Do I want to take the same bloody train to a place I hate every single day of my conscious life?" But more often than not, I'm always reading on the train. It makes the train ride pass much faster, and when I'm occupied with a book, I don't usually get annoyed with people on the train. Ironically, as the train transports me to a place I would rather not be going, reading (right now, it's Coupland's Microserfs for the zenith time) transports me to a place where I'd rather be, and this starts the day off on a better note...somehow

posted by Sharon K at 8:45 pm