Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is typically my favorite holiday of the year. You get the family closeness of the religious holidays but without, you know, the religion. Most folks believe, not everyone prays, even fewer worship... but everyone can feel thankful, profess gratitude, and rediscover humility by, um, hedonistic feasting.

In all seriousness, I love Thanksgiving. This will be my sixth Turkey Day in Los Angeles. About half of you readers live in LA. It's a luxury that we get to be here. Our modern life in LA is so far removed from the primal horrors of human origin that we have excessive free time to concern ourselves with niche music, movies, technological wonders, etc by surfing the internet and hanging out in bars.

Psychologically, 2009 was hard for most of us. For myself, I was unemployed or underemployed the entire year and went from having my own bedroom, a real kitchen, and a real living room in Echo Park to sharing a small studio in Koreatown. In context, that's nothing at all. For every cheap beer I've drank there have been thousands of women raped, children molested, limbs blown-off, diseases left uncured, genitals mutilated... and so on.

I know most of us are hungry for 2010, but with some perspective, 2009 didn't really suck. It was pretty damn good for us Los Angelinos, relative to the history of human existence, elsewhere on earth both now and yesterday.

Thanks to all of you who bother to read my musings. For every astute observation or dead-on retort one garners from reading CGT you must endure dozens of transhumanist ravings and misguided attempts at understanding music. Truly, all of you validate me. I'm still not sure I deserve it, but then again, none of us do.

See ya at the show. I hear the opener is pretty good.