My Name is Mudd

The Primus show was pretty damn awesome, even if the way overwrought dude next to me decided that his piercing whistles were a valuable component of the show. By the end of the show both me and Bemo wanted to pop him one, but we refrained. There was more pot smoke in the bathroom than I've ever encountered in my life (although, you know, I did lead a sheltered teenage existence) and the security guards were having fun rounding up more tokers who weren't exercising enough caution in the seats. But the band is just kick-ass live, and since they're very much a musician's band and Bemo is a musician, he was in clover.

Rasputina opened for them, and although I was a bit dubious at first, I was won over by their sense of humor and cover of Heart's Barracuda. Even Bemo, who is most dubious about gothy music, really liked their drummer. (I have to say, Bemo's musical tastes have been expanding in ways I didn't expect. After seeing My Chemical Romance play on Saturday Night Live, he's interested in getting The Black Parade. I never thought I'd see the day when he'd give a band that even vaguely smelled of emo the time of day, but I'm interested in the album as well, so we'll go ahead and pick it up at some point.)

I've obtained a new template from grrliz_icons. Isn't it lovely? She's got many more and posts new ones every once in a while, so go see if you have a yen for a new look.

Another day at the LoC, where I did some productive work and tracked down another few books that, alas, are at two other libraries. Thankfully, those libraries are ones I can get to, so it's all good. I'm trying hard to be a busy bee here, but I still feel like my brain hasn't quite popped out of neutral. But I did do real work today and I've just got to keep plugging away at it and not getting discouraged.

Museum of the American Indian

Have been meaning to finally visit it for years, finally stopped in for a very quick peek. The building is gorgeous both inside and out (although I understand from other museum workers that it was not precisely designed with function in mind) and I can vouch for the cafe being expensive but delicious. If you have a hankering for buffalo, you can definitely satisfy your craving there, that's for sure. Me, I had something more basic, since I was just after a snack. Mmm, spicy Mexican hot chocolate and frybread with honey. I haven't had frybread in ages.

Alas, I only got the chance to quickly scope out the rest of the building. I can say that when you enter in on the ground floor, it rather has the feel of a very nice, contemporary office building that happens to be owned by somebody with a big Native American art collection who wanted to show it off. That is, it was very pretty but somehow a little bit sterile. Or maybe not sterile exactly, but glossy in a way that reminded me of office buildings or very glamorous hotels, which is reinforced by the glitzy gift shop with the very pricy art for sale. On the other hand, the exterior landscaping is just fantastic - very well done.

I've heard quite a few bad reviews about exhibits in the building being badly laid out, or confusing, or difficult to see properly, but I didn't get the chance to really check it out. I'll go back at some point, drink more hot chocolate, and give a proper review.