Husker Du and Tyler too

Sorry I wasn’t able to post anything yesterday. I’ve been incredibly busy with class and the extreme amount of homework.

It seems every time I meet a Russian and they find out I’m an American their first impulse is to burst out in song. Insert Music being the International Language cliche here:

Tuesday, the drunk at the kvas stand immediately broke into multiple versus of “Yesterday.” Coincidently, I saw him again today near the kvas stand. He seemed sober, thankfully I saw him and he didn’t see me. Last night we had a little get together for Ear that involved myself, Ear, his friend Vladimir and a bottle of Finnish Vodka. (Yes I’m aware of the fact that I am in Russia) Where are you from? I’m from America. Suddenly Vladimir broke out in to song “Flowers on the wall, they don’t bother me at all, smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.” (The Everly Brothers I believe) Давай Давай, Давай and we're off. After we sang all we could remember it was on to Roy Orbison's «Crying» I tried to explain the popular theory that Roy Orbison is actualy an extra-terrestial but that didn't work so well. No human being can produce those sounds. After «Crying» it was on to «Only the Lonely» I tried explaining the Traveling Wilbury's but I guess Jeff Lynn and Tom Petty don't have quite the same international name recognition as Bob Dylan and Roy Orbison. From Roy Orbison we made the logical jump to Pavement (Shady Lane) and Wilco (Kamera), your guess is as good as mine, I unfortunately couldn't help with the Husker Du. After the songs, Vladimir insisted I meet his Friends, of we went and apparently I agreed to go the soccer match next wednesday with some local hooligans. Interesting

Elsewhere:
--My limited knowledge of European fashion is gathered mainly from soccer highlights, but I thought the euro fashion-mullet was a thing of the past. I mean, Beckham ditched his at least two years ago right? Was it before or after the samurai? Regardless, the Russian's apparently didn't get the memo. On a daily basis I see some of the best mullets on the planet, it makes me kind of homesick.

--I've been invited to join the singing club at the Unicorn Language Center Friday night. All I know is to show up at 7 and be prepared to sing. Also Interesting.

I finally got those pictures of me in Kostroma. I’ve posted them so you don’t forget how pretty I am, as if you could. The one by the tree is sort of embarrassing, I tried to decline but it was impossible.