I've been thinking a lot recently about interpretation-justified deviations from the score, and when unmarked taste can overpower the trashiness of the permanency of its adversary. I find myself criticizing (especially pianists) musicians for their lack of integrity to the printed page, when secretely...fuck, i kinda like it. Perhaps Lang Lang just wooed me and won me over with his mainland fob-attraction and his moth-ball scented tuxedo - it really was quite a spectacle.

A great link from Geoff with lyrics to all the Eminem albums. Beware the pop-ups:
http://www.styler.fsnet.co.uk/lyrix/mm

Also been thinking (along with Pete) about the hypocrisy of ingrained-psyche racial and homo terms. Pete has a good explanation:
car LOCO 6 9: but has the whole fag thing ingrained into his psyche and person that it's impossible to get rid of
car LOCO 6 9: even for us, that shit is pretty much impossible. and all my FRIENDS are gay!
peterlsb: yeah, what do they think of that word?
peterlsb: if think if i were gay
peterlsb: i'd be pissed
car LOCO 6 9: not good
car LOCO 6 9: hahahha
car LOCO 6 9: i don't say it
car LOCO 6 9: THEY say it
car LOCO 6 9: but i don't
car LOCO 6 9: it's like nigger
car LOCO 6 9: not good
car LOCO 6 9: they can, but we can't
peterlsb: ah i see, man i want my own word
car LOCO 6 9: you can use cracker
car LOCO 6 9: hahhaha
peterlsb: hard to go around saying 'what's up kyke'
peterlsb: not sure if it'll catch on among us thuggin' jews