Damon and I went to see NIN last night at the Tabernacle. The show got me thinking about how my musical tastes reflect what's going on in my life.

NIN was OK, it reminded me a lot of what I was like when I was listening to NIN regularly in the mid-90's — angst ridden and trying to figure out where I fit in the world. From NIN my tastes evolved toward the Grateful Dead and Phish, I started listening to a lot of Americana and Bluegrass when Steph and I started dating. My musical tastes, like my personality, has evolved over the years into something much more mellow and happier. Trust me, this is a good thing.

Just a random thought on a slightly hung-over post concert morning.