Noise & Cancer

So, I've been out of it for awhile. I apologize to my rabid readership. A week or so ago I went to go see Necropolis, one of my favorite local bands, at a breast cancer benefit show at Carabar, one of my new favorite bars. They did something a bit unusual for them - they played a noise set. It caused quite the ruckus over at Donewaiting. I really enjoyed the set, and here's why (from what I posted over at Donewaiting):

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You know, I couldn't think of anything more appropriate at a cancer benefit than a noise set. The lives surrounding late term cancer patients couldn't be described by anything better. The confusion, lack of rhythm, struggle for meaning and purpose, and reactivity by everyone in the room are all things you find in both situations. Even those fleeting seconds of really beautiful music found in noise sets match those 'better' moments with cancer patients. While they certainly aren't as overtly cheerful as Peaches en Regalia, it's the relative beauty that makes those moments great.

I know, I'm digging deep on this one, and I know it was completely coincidental that Necropolis chose a cancer benefit to do a noise set, exactly four weeks after my dad died of esophageal cancer. But the appropriateness really struck me that night. Noise was all that really made sense to me this summer - it was just the only music that reflected what was going on in that room.

Anyway, sorry if this is too much of a downer for the friendship farm.

Thanks Necropolis.

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So, that pretty much sums up what I've been up to this summer. I miss my Dad.