Tuesday, 25 September 2001 | Freebird and pigeons

Another morning post-concert, another stamp-smudged face. Last night it was Built to Spill, a show I really enjoyed, even though none of the songs I was hoping to hear were played. That would've been OK, but then something happened: They ended their set with Freebird. And then they didn't play an encore (is that some sort of a trend these days?) to get the bad taste out of my mouth. Just when I needed a little stability in the world, Built to Spill had to go and play Freebird. When people request that song at shows, do they do it seriously?

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Today Autumn landed on Raleigh. Maybe it did yesterday, but today the sky is blue, and for some reason that makes everything seem different. You know, if you look at the blue where it ends just above the treeline, and you watch the pigeons flutter from fire escapes, and you notice single strands of spiderwebs glistening in the grass, in those moments, the world seems peaceful.

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Ah, sweet romance.