Performer: Tool
Songwriters: Maynard James
Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor
Original
Release:
10,000 Days
Year: 2006
Definitive
Version:
None.
The
perfect musical vortex was October 1993 when Vs. by Pearl Jam and Counterparts
by Rush came out on the same day. How could it be better? Well, how about a new
album by Pearl Jam the same day as a new album by Tool?
That’s
precisely what happened in May 2006, of course, and it was a bigger deal for
several reasons: First, it was the first album of new music by either band
since Pearl Jam released Riot Act way back in 2002. (I didn’t count Lost Dogs,
Pearl Jam’s outtakes compilation in 2003.)
Second,
if you can believe this, I might have been anticipating Tool’s album in 2006
even more than I had been Vs. in 1993. The anticipation wasn’t as intense,
because after awhile, I felt that, well, Tool will release their new album when
they’re ready (kind of like how I feel now). But I loved Lateralis, the 2001
release, and I was eagerly awaiting any new Tool music.
Third,
and most important, it marked the first time in three years I could buy music
with financial impunity. In fact, Pearl Jam and 10,000 Days were the first
albums I’d bought in two years.
When
I left for Cleveland in April 2003, I had $38,000 in the bank, including my
share of the house and the gift Debbie gave me (as recompense for the
engagement ring, as I mentioned). That was all I had when I, in effect, jumped
out of an airplane without a parachute. I figured I had almost two years before
I either had to get a job or land with a loud splat.
I
nursed my savings as best I could, and I added to it a bit over time. OK, it was
more I offset my spending, thanks to the Clippers gigs and a few Carried Away
reviews for The Dispatch when I was around. I was able to stretch another year
out of my savings, but by February 2006, I was down to a shade above $2,000.
The book wasn’t finished, and the ground was coming up fast.
I
then got two large breaks with freelance work—story to come
later—that flattened out my drop. Then, when a full-time gig came through in
April, I curved away from the ground. It wasn’t as much as I made at The
Dispatch (although it was reasonably close), but it was enough that I knew
based on carefully tracking my expenses over the past three years, that it was
going to be sufficient. I was going to survive my financial freefall.
My
first real paycheck in more than three years came at the end of April 2006. The
next weekend, just before the release of Pearl Jam and 10,000 Days, Laurie and
I went out to dinner with Steven and Michael. We hiked to a new upscale Mexican
place in Andersonville called Ole Ole.
We
had a great time, dining on ceviche and fajitas (in my case). It was excellent,
although by the third and final time Laurie and I were there, Ole Ole had
deteriorated significantly. (It’s been closed at least five years.)
What
was more significant though was the feeling I had going through the menu. Being
in Chicago, going out with Laurie as much as we did, I always was looking
carefully at the prices on the menu. I was hyperaware of what everything cost,
because I had only so much money. Then, when I’d enter my expenses into my
spreadsheet later, I’d chastise myself for spending more than I should.
But
that night at Ole Ole, I realized that I no longer cared about the prices. They
were what they were, and I still entered them into my spreadsheet later (which
I keep to this day), but I no longer worried about how much it was. I had it
covered.
That
was the first time I’d been able to do that at a restaurant—to order another
round of drinks or get an appetizer—without any concern about how much it cost in
five years. I could buy music again; I could buy wine again. I’d made it.
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