Back from the library, working on 19th century opera, which is my main speciality (a bit far from grunge!). My French colleague who's visiting wanted to take a walk through the park during a major downpour, so we're both covered in wet mud, but her laptop made it safe. I was hoping to go wakeboarding in the lake tomorrow, but dream on. I could probably wakeboard in the streets (without fins), since they're flooded up to one's ankles. It looks like tomorrow's gonna be another day at the library instead of the lake. What fun...

! A perfect example are the opening chords for “A heart shaped box“. In my opinion, this is the perfect song to have playing in one's iPod when doing rails in freestyle snowboarding. It's slow (for concentration), but totally enhances the “danger situation“ through the altered chords in the guitar solo.(Though it's not really a “danger situation“, since I'm only doing small rails. Worst that can happen is sore and swollen calves, each time one eats up the rail.
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