Thursday, July 24, 2003

becca: thank you for urging me to buy this album
carey: it's wonderful!
carey: definately sf59's best ever
carey: not only is it a great album but you're now more indie cool than you ever have been
carey: hehehe
carey: brb
becca: oh i am?
becca: :)
carey: back
carey: yeah
carey: this is the indie album of the year as far as most indie people are concerned
becca: oh
becca: okay
who: statistics, paperback, and starflyer59
where: new brookland tavern, west coumbia, sc
when: july 23, doors open at 8

new things...
i went to my first show by myself last night. being that i was by myself, i thought i'd write about the experience. this may get long and rambley, and it may have less to do with the show than with my experiences of the night.

at first i wasn't going to go because of not having anyone to go with, but i decided it was going to be a great show for 8 bucks and i couldnt let myself miss it. (i actually decided that on tuesday afternoon thinking that the show was on tuesday night and if i hadn't had to check online for directions, i would have gone on tuesday night and been quite disapointed.)
while online, i checked with a columbia, sc vagrant by the name of GirlAfraid and found that she was going as well. we promised to keep our eyes open for each other, though we've never met.

columbia is a little over an hour from me, so i left just after 5 to give myself plenty of time to get lost, eat, find my way. (i like to be well prepared.) i stopped for subway once i got into the area, then around 6:45 i found the venue, figured out where good parking would be, etc. i sat in my car and read for the remaining hour. i discovered that there is a neat little coffee shop two doors to the right of the venue, so i stepped inside, ordered an iced coffee, sat in a chair, and began talking to myself in my journal. wihle sitting here i became quite aware that pretty much everyone in the place knew one another. i think most everyone was there for the show..but some where there studying and whatnot. the shop was a long room almost like a wide hallway, and had i 12ft ceilings. there were a couple of tables outside and tables along each wall. about halfway down the room on the left were two old livingroom sorts of chairs and a small orange vinyl foot rest. on the walls were paintings by what i assume to be local artists. at the top of the walls were some mirrors hung at an angle where if you look up you are likely to see yourself or someone else in the room. also on the walls were a coupld of wooden chairs. in one of these chairs sat an old looking stuffed chicken (or maybe itwas a rooster?) i sat directly across from the chicken in one of the two livingroom type chairs and set my coffee on the orange foot rest. I wrote for about a page and a half, then decided to go check on the venue. I packed up my things, threw my coffee cup away, and walked two doors down. When i got inside, i found about 3 people playing pool, and maybe 4 or 5 other people in the whole place. i stood there for a little while letting my eyes adjust and trying to asses the situation, then decided i'd be much more comfortable waiting back in my chair at the coffee i returned. i wrote another page and a half and then noticed someone who i though could be GirlAfraid enter. i didnt say anything, though, because for one, i was enjoying watching everyone,..and for two, i dont know. she seemed to be enjoying the people she was talking with. I asked at the counter about restrooms and was directed to a door in the back that said "Library". (I thought that interesting, is why i included it)
by now its about 8:30 or 8:45, and i decided to go to the tavern to see if anything is happening. this time there are people there and someone to take my money, so i decided to stay. i stood in the room for a minute, then took a seat next to a girl whom i later found to be named michelle and met her husband named andy. oddly, andy looked a bit like another andy i know but i try not the think about that because this andy seemed a lot more normal than the andy he resembles. michelle and i talked a lot about where we're from and stuff. it was refreshing to meet someone i could talk to freely as we did. Michelle told me that they'd heard the show was supposed to start at 9:30, it didnt end up starting till like, 10:15 or so.
During the wait, i didnt see the girlafraid looking girl anymore, so just sat there and took in everything, talking to michelle and andy from time to time, and hearing about three albums play all the way through on the system.

(gosh, this has gotten realy long for not having even mentioned music yet!)
so, around 10:15 Statistics took the stage. i dont realy know how to descirbe them. they seemed to change their musical ideas/style from song to song. like..sometimes it would be this keyboards and distortion music, and others it was a guitars and rock sound. i couldnt decide whether or not to like them because they couldnt seem to decide what to play. i liked some and didnt like what they'd change to after that, then the next song i'd like them again. sorry statistic boys, you left me confused. i did like their indie rockstars look, and the singer's voice was nice..when i could hear it. i started watching the bass and guitar players feet as they'd move on stage. there's just something about the way some people get into playing the music that their feet just move so freely. i almost took a picture if it..but since motion would not have been a part of it, i decided against it. so, statistics have rockstar feet.

after the set ended, i found the girlafraid looking girl and decided i may as well go find out if it were her or not so as not to come home just wondering. i found it was her, but both of us seemed rather at a loss for things to say. i'd gotten into being alone at the show and i know she's a pretty introverted person naturally. I almost didnt go say anything so as to keep my aloneness going and avoid awkardness. shows just aren't realy good places for quiet people to meet without some common friend involved. (sorry, girlafraid, i hope you dont think it was your fault we didnt hang out. it was nice putting a face and some mannerisms with a screenname.)

now, i should probably explain a bit about who Paperback is.. before the show i heard a number of people discussing what they thought it would be. we all knew it to be a side project of pedro the lion, but didnt know exactly what david bazen was going to do with it. Paperback is basically david all by himself playing new songs that you'd not hear at a ptl show. bazen did assure us that some of these songs will probably end up on the next pedro alubm unless he writes something better between now and then. during the show it was obvious that these were newly written songs...almost completely wirtten around the poetry. bazen just started playing and singing pretty much at once and then when his lyrics were over, so was his music. it was interesting...and i liked it. i liked that i could understand most of what he sang, and i liked being hit for the first time with lyrics in this way. he closed his set with "backwards nation," which i had heard of from other people going to shows. wow...that is quite a song. (i hate how nondescriptive i am)

Last, starflyer played. Their set began about 12:00. The only other time I've seen starflyer live was at cornerstone'01 at one of the encore tents. it was a late show and i believe it was the last night of the most of what i remember is being very tired and sitting on a blanket in the very back of the tent. being wide awake and right up front for the show in a small indoor venue was a quite different experience. louder (and for the first time in years, i forgot earplugs at a show), more alive, more energetic. i do miss the recorded quality of ronnie martin's vocals. but you just cant get that in a live show. it sounded as though his voice was a litle under the weather last night from the tour, but that could have been just the balance or lackthereof. I'm not a diehard starflyer fan, so i cant give you a playlist or anything....but i can say that i enjoyed the show and that the band looks a lot different than i'd pictured them in my mind. (from the back of the encore tent i couldnt see very well.) after the show i bought the Old album from starflyer and got the free Old demos cd. The album is great...better today than last night in the car trying to find my way home. heh.

speaking of finding my way home...
leaving the venue i turned the direction i remembered comming from and then ended up in places i didnt remember being, and after a few more turns found myself passing the venue again! so i stopped, looked at my map, and decided i'd try turning the otherway from lost again, came back the the mistaken intersection, and went the same way i'd gone on my first attempt, found out i'd missed a turn from that street and finally got on the road to home....about 20 minutes after my first leaving the venue. heh

in conclusion...i enjoyed my allalone show. i enjoyed not knowing anyone...once the music started. its that waiting time that is hard. and the notknowingwheretowait. once i found a place to wait, i was comfortable.
between the paperback and starflyer sets a girl told me i was beautiful. that was different.
when i got home after 2, i took a shower to wash the smells of the night from myself, now my stalesmoke scented laundry is being washed clean.

sorry, this is probably the worst sort of show review youve ever read. this is why i dont do them for a living.

Sunday, July 20, 2003

i started working last thursday in the coffee shop. its not open yet..we still have a bit of work to do. i've been doing things up furniture and equipment--used equipment saves money...but does take a bit of time to get clean enough to use again. i spent about four hours yesterday just taking apart and scrubbing coffee pots. some cabinets are still being built and various quirks worked out. i think by the end of next week i'll have had a few days of practice on the machines and be ready to serve you each a latte or other beverage of your choice by monday the 28th :) (the day we are supposed to open)
i love the family who owns the place. they are, so far, marvelously nice people who realy do want to glorify God through their day-to-day lives. know what though? i dont even know their last name! hah:) details, details...

Wednesday, July 16, 2003

why am i still up when its nearly 6am?
why, simple...because i never went to sleep.
why didnt i go to sleep?
because i simply didnt want to.
yes folks..i didnt want to go to sleep.

it started as me getting offline around two with the intention of going to bed...but i wasnt realy tired enough i started playing worms armagedon.
then it got to be 3...and i was enjoying my game...but i went ahead and did the whole taking out contacts and washing face bit..i think that got me to around 3:30...
still not quite ready for sleep, i played a couple more games of worms.
i think i won a total or 2 maybe 3 short killed a lot.
then it was like..4:30 or so and i thought "hey, its almost 5 am...i wonder what vagrant is like right now" so i got on there.
then i got on aim to ask someone there why i was still up...and peter was i talked to him for the rest of the time on here.
i came to the conclusion that i do not know now a good reason to go to bed, nor a good reason to stay up all i'm stuck in this undecided limbo.

Monday, July 14, 2003

words from sunday afternoon....

naptime is avoided for
time to sit in slumberless
trance before a glowing
case of information

Sunday, July 13, 2003

little yellow coffee cup
black coffee
fingers molded to the shape
warmth encompased
play out mellow melodies
words escaping
fan humming endlessly
screen glowing
time droning on and on
thoughts stop.

(just felt like writing something tonight..
plus..i dont normally drink from this mug...and i usualy dont take my coffee it inspired me...or something.)
(some of you have read this already...)
this morning i had a second interview at borders. wendy, who interviewed me, realy liked me and my initiative, and said she'd get back with me about what positions were avaalable...i'd either get cashier, or cafe...just because thats where people start. I still realy wanted to work for the about-to-open shop, but hey..if not that, borders is the next best option i've got.
this afternoon my friend katherine and i happened to be (completely on purpose) by R Gabriel's, the one about to open, and i made katherine stop by so i could see if anyone was there to talk to about getting a job (i've already applied..but i'm anxious ) no one answered the we went on.
when i got home this afternoon, there was a message from borders, so i called them back and they offered me a cashier's job with the understanding that i'd be moved to cafe as soon as there was an opening. i explained that there were a few other places looking at me and asked if i could get back with them. they gave me till tomorrow afternoon to let them know my decision. (very nice of them, i thought)
so..i got in my car, drove back over to R Gabriels, knocked, and was let in. when i reminded the owner who i was, he looked at his wife and said "oh, she's the one we were talking about earlier" (good? yes) so i told him that borders had offered me a job, but i'd rather work for him..and needed to know if that were going to happen or not before i go and accept the borders position. (woah)
they asked me a few questions about myself and what i want to do...and explained where they were comming from and that they'd never done anything like this either, so we'd all have to learn it togther..then he said "sure" dang i was so excited i could have grabbed both he and his wife by the neck!
he hasn't even gotten payroll set up yet, so we're getting together on wednesday to discuss schedules and stuff.

i'm so excited about this!!!

i cant believe all of this happened in under a weeks time....
now i get to turn down a job offer happily! that doesnt happen to me every day!

thanks for the prayers and encouragement, guys. i can feel it.

Friday, July 11, 2003

my borders interview went fine. nothing spectacular..but good. the end of the interview was funny..because Mack took me to a phone and had me do this phone questionare about my feelings on stealing within the workplace. it was so fricking redundant:)
anyhow..mack said i'd hear from him in 4 to 5 days..but he called today!
wanted me to come in for another interview, but this time to meet with Wendy. not sure what wendy does..but i sure hope she's the cafe manager:)
tomorrow (saturday) at 11:30.

Wednesday, July 09, 2003

songs to calm a worried soul
sunday evening i went to the parking lot in front of the miller theatre (mentioned in a previous entry about my conversation with Johnny Carr) I was beginning to feel pretty discouraged about the whole prospect of ever being able to open my shop..much less to be able to have it in such a fabulous place as that theatre. i felt pretty inadequate as far as experience goes, and we all know i have zilch as far as being financially prepared...or in any business sense prepared.
so..i was thinking about those things...and knowing that i needed to just..get over myself and trust that God would bring everything together...but you know how hard we humans are to convince...
about this time, i looked up at the theatre again, and a bird landed on the awning, then hopped off into the middle of the road, up on the rail to the parking lot, and onto the side of the fountain. the following immediately got stuck running through my head.

His Eye Is On the Sparrow
Words: Civilla D. Martin, 1905

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.


I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.


Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.


last night i was very anxious about my interview..and was waiting on a cup of coffee to brew and for my mom to call me back. i wandered through my grandmother's living room and looked on the piano to see what hymn she'd been playing. the hymnal was open to Be Still My Soul.
i softly sang through the whole thing and was struck by how fitting it was to exactly what i've been feeling lately...
the following is only stanzas 1 and 2, as 3-5 didn't feel as applicable to me here and now...why take up any more space than i need?

Be Still My Soul
Words: Katharina A. von Schlegel
translated from German to English by Jane L. Borthwick

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change, He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future, as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Tuesday, July 08, 2003

interview no.2!
a guy from Borders called this afternoon asking when i could meet with him.
Thursday morning, 11:30
yesterday i visited 7 shops in the over 5 hours i was out.
6 let me fill out applications..the only one that didnt was joe mugs..and they suck anyhow
(they SHOULD be took forever to find the guy to ask him about applying! their loss)

the one that hasn't opened yet is called R Gabriel's. I drove by and looked for some number to reach the owner...but i saw nothing save the sign with the stores i got ambitious and went in the exercise equpment store in front of it and asked them if they knew where i could find the coffee shop owner..and wouldnt you know it, he'd just been in the store before i had and was in the coffee shop right at that time! so i went next door and asked him when he was opening and if he had begun hireing yet. He told me he was aiming to open on the 21st said he'd just begun thinking about advertising for help, i just beat him to it. i sat on a metal folding chair among sawdust and stuff on the almost complete stage of this newly born coffee shop and filled out the application. he said i could just leave blank the parts covered in my resume, which is great..and i told him that my resume proves that i realy only want to work in a coffee hopefully he'll give me a call.

of the other 5 applications...two sounded like they would be hireing soon, the other three just said that they are always taking knows.

after i was home and had had diner and was cleaning the bathroom..i recieved a phone call from the man who owns serendipity coffee shop in evans and we set up an interview for this morning.
i just got back from the interview. it went pretty well. he asked all sorts of things about what i read and what music i listen to and stuff...and then about my past jobs and about what i want to i told him about how i want to someday open my own coffee shop. he's interviewing a number of peple this week for a full time opening he has for mornings (6am to 2pm) the position requires someone who would open, who looks for things that need doing (me!) and who can make descisions along the same lines that he would...its almost like an assistant manager position.
he'll get back with me next week, says he.

now..what i *realy* want is for the guy building his shop to calll me..yes. I realy want to get to be involved in that part of a shop..the very very beginning.
i passed by there on my way to serendipity this morning and as i passed i screamed "call me!!!"

(windows up, of course)


anyhow..the job hunt looks fairly promising.
we'll see what happens next ;)

Monday, July 07, 2003

well, morning is turning into afternoon...because i was up till almost 4 this morning remapping my plans for tomorrow because i realised i was doubletracking myself a bit. so..instead of 8:30, which was plan A, i changed my alarm to 9:30, plan B..and when that went off, i came to the realization that if i got up then, got ready to go in an hour, and left....i'd only get maybe an hour's work done before most people were on lunch breaks and actually visiting the shops...and it would not be ideal to go in asking about jobs during a busy time like that. so...i reset my alarm and went back to sleep for another hour. I'll go out after the lunch rush has calmed down..and then i wont have to break up my trip for an hour, as i was going to have to do for plan B.
Plan C, here I come!
the job hunt begins...

well, i've tracked down 6 .5 coffee shops to apply at..and starting in the morning, that is what i'll be doing.

3 are self standing shops...Abbis coffee mill, and PJ's are both in Augusta, Serendipity is in Evans.
3 are in bookstores...Borders, Barnse and Noble, and Books a Million.
the 0.5 is being built. i haven't even seen it myself..but i heard from two different people today...completely seperately..that they've seen a coffee shop being built at the corner of Davis and Washington i'll drive by and hope that a sign will be up with a phone number or something so i can apply there. (this is the job i real shop=the experience i realy need to see!)

so...i spent most of the evening working on polishing up my resume' to the ideal Barista resume' without telling any lies.
the downfall is...i am missing some qualifications that a coffee shop owner is going to want to see in employees: cashier experience, and Barista experience. if i had one or the other i'd feel better about pray for me!

seriously..pray for me tomorrow morning and afternoon...that i'll look collected...that shops will take applications..and that i wont get lost!


Wednesday, July 02, 2003

well, my family left today around 12:30 with no rain to hinder their path. i project they should arrive home around 7:30 or 8:00 this evening.
since their departure, i've been reorganizing my room here and doing laundry. i love my family...but it sure is easier to keep my space looking in order when i'm the only one using it.

things of note that may or may not be important at all:
-nick left a cd here...i bet he'll be missing it...its michael roderick's
-my toenails are blue
-i still stink at worms armegedon
-grandma is at the store
-i am going to take a walk this long as the rain holds off
-i just realised that i have to install word perfect before i can redo my resume.