Yo La Tengo – Ohm
My daughter asked me to help her with her math homework tonight. I’m sure I learned what she’s studying at some point but I have only the faintest clue how to go about solving these equations and the way I was taught is probably not how they teach it now.
It’s hard to counsel kids about advanced math subjects when you have forgotten all of it yourself. I often think it’s sending the wrong message for me to even try because I run the risk of admitting that it’s something I had to memorize for a test, promptly forgot, and have never needed again. This kind of math problem is more my speed.
Yo La Tengo – Today is the Day
It was snowing as I drove to work this morning. Of course it was. I was driving in the snow, making do with my phone-streaming-Bluetooth combo which was playing some ok music but not exactly what I want, and suddenly I thought, that’s it. I give up. You win, winter, you win.
My eyes stung. A heaviness came over me. It’s like I can feel the weight of all the snow, dragging me down. It’s cumulative, you know? If it could just melt a little in between storms, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. If it could be even close to an above freezing temperature on the rare occasions when the sun does make an appearance. I’m not asking for a lot. Sure, I want the snow to be completely gone, but I’d settle for a day that’s 35°F and sunny.
I can’t go away. I can’t quit winter. I just have to live with it. Today is the day it got the better of me. You defeated me, winter. You made me cry. Are you happy? Is that what you wanted?
Yo La Tengo – Autumn Sweater
Yesterday I wore shorts and a sleeveless shirt. It was a little chilly in the shade or when the wind blew, I was definitely pushing it but in the house it felt fine. This evening I walked downtown around 6:30pm. Brisk. Sweater weather has arrived.
I saw Yo La Tengo at the old Knitting Factory, back when it was a hole in the wall down on Houston St. with sweaters stapled to the ceiling. I had convinced one of my sisters and her friend to come along by playing Fakebook for them. It’s a great album but doesn’t really hint at their noisier side (like “Mushroom Cloud of Hiss” which they played that night). I ended up losing them in the crowd and found them seeking refuge at the bar later. I think that’s the last time I convinced my sister to see a show with me.