Hip Hop, Interpol and Apple Pie!

   Here I am, up to early after being up way late, eating THE breakfast of champions (at least in my book): apple crumble-top pie, coffee with cream, and orange juice.  Good stuff!  I made the apple crumble pie yesterday afternoon while listening to some underground hip hop and The Beastie Boys. 
   I gotta say, I am intruiged by hip hop. As a writer of poems, I am making a serious attempt to listen to the words (the poetry, as it were) but generally I am drawn to the stuff behind all of the ranting.  But then again, I really have no idea what I am talking about, especially when it comes to hip hop.  I am a music lover, certainly not a musician.  And at the heart of it all, I am a indie/alternative kinda girl.  But hey, I'll give it a whirl! 
   Right now, I am listening to Interpol (one of my all time favorites).  And somehow, I have never seen them live.  But that is going to change tonight.  We (my friends and I) finally managed to get it together and buy tickets.  This might have been our 4th or 5th attempt to see their live show.  What can I say?  I am totally psyched!  Bring on the post-punk revival indie boys that are always compared to Joy Division.  Now that I get, that I totally understand!
   Okay, back to the hip hop and pie.  While I was making my crumble-top apple pie, I did enjoy some hip hop. And I had a good time at Bottom Brick's cd release party (my friend Chuck's deal) last night.  Somehow, I don't think I am going to become a total hip hop convert.  But these guys seem to know what they are doing.  And certainly put on a good show!
   Interpol. Tonight. Quite possibly the sexiest music around.  Oh, and it is the day before a single girl's Valentine's Day.  I don't know if I can take it!

  Might need another piece of pie!!