Bitches Love Donuts


I was up at Lee’s Palace on Wednesday around 5pm, waiting for Pinback to finish loading in so I could take some pictures of them for the Lab Magazine, so I went over to Sonic Boom to kill some time. I’m trying to avoid acquiring more “stuff” because I’ve got all the junk and trinkets in the world that I’ve ever wanted, and enough records and books to keep me occupied, entertained and inspired for the rest of my life let alone what I can access through the internet, but sometimes I just can’t help myself. I saw a used copy of Donuts for $12 (double LP!), and considering that I consider it to be a flawless album, and it was so cheap…

As I’m walking to the front of the store to check out, I noticed a copy of John Coltrane – A Love Supreme for $18. I first bought this album on CD when I was in highschool but hadn’t listened to it for years, and I don’t own a lot of jazz records so I figured I need it back in my life again.

Then I thought “hmmm, I wonder if they have Miles Davis – Bitches Brew”. I’ve completely fucking snapped twice in my life. The 2nd time I’ve written about twice this week, the first time was around August 2005, within the first year I’d moved to Toronto and I was sick with tonsillitis and on antibiotics for the 13th time that year. I was broke and living like a pauper, and my line of credit and credit card were both almost maxed out. The thing with tonsillitis is that isn’t not just a sore throat. Every muscle and joint in my body ached and throbbed with pain constantly. I couldn’t think straight, and I would lie in bed sleeping 16 hours a day, waking up with my bed and myself both soaked, so I’d constantly have to have new towels underneath me to absorb all the sweat. I couldn’t eat, and when I did I couldn’t keep any food down, I’d puke it ALLLL back up, so between the loss of fluids and not eating I’d lose 10 pounds in a week every time the tonsillitis would hit me. The upside was that once the antibiotics had done their job and I got better I’d look fucking great! 10 pounds slimmer, woo-hooo!!! Anyways, after getting sick for the 13th or 14th time in a year, being broke from having virtually no income, not being able to think straight, and not knowing how to fix any part of my situation, my brain snapped in half and I couldn’t stop crying for a week. All I could do to try and comfort myself was smoke weed and listen to Bitches Brew and Warn Defevre – When Flowers Covered The Earth until I could pull myself back together. I know the weed probably didn’t help the tonsil situation, but it’s better to obliterate myself with weed than with pain-killers, right? I’ve never been a pain-killer guy, and never want to be. I wanna go up, not down. At any rate, I fucking love this album, I will love it forever. When I listen to it I feel like my brain can just float away off into the universe.

As for the tonsillitis, after I got better a couple weeks later I got an appointment with a tonsil specialist for late November, but I went in right away (early September) and begged and pleaded with the receptionist and told her I needed to see the specialist right away because my life was being ruined and I didn’t know what to do and please please please please please let me see the doctor! SAD FACE. She could tell I wasn’t fucking around. “Can you wait 5 minutes?” she asked. I saw the doctor, and he booked a tonsillectomy for October 19th 2005, my 27th birthday. BEST. BIRTHDAY. GIFT. EVER.

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