Thursday, March 10, 2005
OK - Its a new deal here. Starting a new site, very cool. A small universe called WIKI.
I have a created a new site, calledMany Drummers Drumming, and you monkeys are all encouraged to go there now and spawn more and more stuff. This is a completely democratic, anarchistic site, where everyone has full reign to add pages, edit existing pages, etc.. all through the existing site.
Its up to us to make it whatever it is. Enough of my monologuagle gibleting...Have at it!
Read about it here:Wiki: What Is Wiki.
See the original, here.
I have a created a new site, calledMany Drummers Drumming, and you monkeys are all encouraged to go there now and spawn more and more stuff. This is a completely democratic, anarchistic site, where everyone has full reign to add pages, edit existing pages, etc.. all through the existing site.
Its up to us to make it whatever it is. Enough of my monologuagle gibleting...Have at it!
Read about it here:Wiki: What Is Wiki.
See the original, here.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
So I wanted to post some notes about the Wilco show we saw this weekend....which was good. We were down front stage left, in front of Nels Cline, who also happens to be on the cover of Guitar Player this month. That guy is a real monster on guitar. Anyway, the played well. Although Tweedy was all tweaked about people talking, which ultimately was annoying(not the talking, him talking about the talking), I mean, get over it. You're not Bagwan Rajneesh for Chrissakes. As Zappa said, shut up and play your guitar...You can watch a half hour of them playing live here, on KCRW, via Real PLayer. Its mellow, though, much mellower than the live show. The camera work leaves something to be desire (aka not enough Nels).
Oh yeah, the show was at the House of Blues in Cleveland, which has $4 coatcheck, $5 beers, and all sorts of free shit in the bathroom if you give the guy a buck. Like single smokes (yay! have 2 your wife cant come in here!) and breath mints and shaving cream and shit...
Next day, we went to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, in Cleveland. Which I have been to twice now, and had the same reaction both times, which is: if you are going to go there, smoke a little herb(if you are into that), then wander off by yourself. Because I guarantee that if you want to study Duane Allman's sideman contract with Muscle Shoals from 1968, then who ever you are with is going to want to look at Pete Townshend's Hiwatt, etc..(if you are lucky enough to travel with people of such fine tase!)...the point is, you have to follow your nose in that place because it really is a museum, and as such, full of minutia that you have to dig on your own terms...
OK, that was the weekend, and Sunday night band practice, I finally got a fresh set of strings on my strat and holy shit batman, it was screaming...running it through the Tube Screamer into the deluxe...just growling like a bitch....yum yum yum...
Anyways Im pumped...
Oh yeah, the show was at the House of Blues in Cleveland, which has $4 coatcheck, $5 beers, and all sorts of free shit in the bathroom if you give the guy a buck. Like single smokes (yay! have 2 your wife cant come in here!) and breath mints and shaving cream and shit...
Next day, we went to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, in Cleveland. Which I have been to twice now, and had the same reaction both times, which is: if you are going to go there, smoke a little herb(if you are into that), then wander off by yourself. Because I guarantee that if you want to study Duane Allman's sideman contract with Muscle Shoals from 1968, then who ever you are with is going to want to look at Pete Townshend's Hiwatt, etc..(if you are lucky enough to travel with people of such fine tase!)...the point is, you have to follow your nose in that place because it really is a museum, and as such, full of minutia that you have to dig on your own terms...
OK, that was the weekend, and Sunday night band practice, I finally got a fresh set of strings on my strat and holy shit batman, it was screaming...running it through the Tube Screamer into the deluxe...just growling like a bitch....yum yum yum...
Anyways Im pumped...
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Use the mouse to walk the drunk home.
Now, thats my kind of gaming.
Here is an email, sent out tonight. If you interested, drop me a line:
[Spouse] and I somehow goofed and got tickets to see Buddy Miller in Pittsburgh and Wilco in Cleveland on the same night(this Friday 2/25).
Although we are talented, and can multi-task when pressed, we have not yet mastered the "being in two places at the same time" thing, so we are looking to unload the Buddy Miller tickets.
We paid 20 a piece for them, there are two of them, you can have them both for 20.
We saw him open for Emmylou Harris at the Byham last year and it promises to be a great show. Its at Dowe's on 9th, showtime is 7:30, but Shari Richards is opening (I remember falling asleep at a table while drinking a pitcher right in front of Dave and Shari on a random Thursday night at Thirsty's in Oakland in "the late 80's", probably right after yelling "Landslide.."
We were planning on showing up there at 8:30, for what its worth.
Want 'em? Know anybody else who wants em? Lemme know.
Yeah, that was a bummer. Had a promising weekend of music lined up there too, oh well. We picked Wilco, if you didn't guess. Sold out show on a Friday night, hot band in the middle of all that fame, still playing clubs....had to go with it...
Got a new job. I like it. Much better than the last one. The guy who sits next to me, a real stress king(takes one to know one, and you know, I dont have any stress because I am still the new guy), was talking some shit about Condi Rice for president today, oh Jesus what an asshole...and it took me back to the grunting preacher who used to sit near me at the last place, and I realized..
---WARNING PSYCHTHERAPEUTIC POST IN PROGRESS---
Im sorry, did you say something? I realized, that I was pinning all my negative energy on this republican prick, and that must be a pattern because because I did it to the grunting preacher as well....so I guess what happens is IM going along pretending to be all sister mary rose of confuscious in my new as yet untested un stressted-ness and I find somebody to focus my bad vibes on...bad vibes? him? the new guy? but his shirt is so crisp!
Anyway, Im working it out....thinking to myself, what do I care if the guy next door is weirdo...
Some nice things about my new job:
1.) natural sunlight
2.) 15 minute commute
3.) eating lunch by myself (at the last place I fell in with a group on day one, and never could eat alone after that--big mistake)
4.) nice boss, my age, has a bunch of kids that kick his ass
5.) technology people have a free hand to build reusable stuff
6.) talented group of people.
7.) cheap lunch delivery from cafeteria at main building
8.) wide cubes
9.) more streaming audio than the last place, less internet blockage
OK, then...I guess thats about it for now...
later
Now, thats my kind of gaming.
Here is an email, sent out tonight. If you interested, drop me a line:
[Spouse] and I somehow goofed and got tickets to see Buddy Miller in Pittsburgh and Wilco in Cleveland on the same night(this Friday 2/25).
Although we are talented, and can multi-task when pressed, we have not yet mastered the "being in two places at the same time" thing, so we are looking to unload the Buddy Miller tickets.
We paid 20 a piece for them, there are two of them, you can have them both for 20.
We saw him open for Emmylou Harris at the Byham last year and it promises to be a great show. Its at Dowe's on 9th, showtime is 7:30, but Shari Richards is opening (I remember falling asleep at a table while drinking a pitcher right in front of Dave and Shari on a random Thursday night at Thirsty's in Oakland in "the late 80's", probably right after yelling "Landslide.."
We were planning on showing up there at 8:30, for what its worth.
Want 'em? Know anybody else who wants em? Lemme know.
Yeah, that was a bummer. Had a promising weekend of music lined up there too, oh well. We picked Wilco, if you didn't guess. Sold out show on a Friday night, hot band in the middle of all that fame, still playing clubs....had to go with it...
Got a new job. I like it. Much better than the last one. The guy who sits next to me, a real stress king(takes one to know one, and you know, I dont have any stress because I am still the new guy), was talking some shit about Condi Rice for president today, oh Jesus what an asshole...and it took me back to the grunting preacher who used to sit near me at the last place, and I realized..
---WARNING PSYCHTHERAPEUTIC POST IN PROGRESS---
Im sorry, did you say something? I realized, that I was pinning all my negative energy on this republican prick, and that must be a pattern because because I did it to the grunting preacher as well....so I guess what happens is IM going along pretending to be all sister mary rose of confuscious in my new as yet untested un stressted-ness and I find somebody to focus my bad vibes on...bad vibes? him? the new guy? but his shirt is so crisp!
Anyway, Im working it out....thinking to myself, what do I care if the guy next door is weirdo...
Some nice things about my new job:
1.) natural sunlight
2.) 15 minute commute
3.) eating lunch by myself (at the last place I fell in with a group on day one, and never could eat alone after that--big mistake)
4.) nice boss, my age, has a bunch of kids that kick his ass
5.) technology people have a free hand to build reusable stuff
6.) talented group of people.
7.) cheap lunch delivery from cafeteria at main building
8.) wide cubes
9.) more streaming audio than the last place, less internet blockage
OK, then...I guess thats about it for now...
later
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
hey wassup all you bitches n hoes out there
wanna give a shout out to my..
oh, never mind
Hey, I have an intellectual post today about
2 Phrases I hear All the Time these Days that Bug Me
They are:
1.) "It is What it is" - you hear this one a lot in meetings. It is a sign that people are talking too much about something, as if talking about it would change it. Like, if you are telling me it will take 12 hours, then it is what it is, Im not gonna ask you to get it done in 11 hours. But it also says, or rather, implies, if it realy takes 6 hours and you are fucking with me then I will think you are a dick until I die or I go on to my next meeting, whichever comes first.
and
2.) "Sooner rather than later" - this is another one of those meeting phrases that bugs the living shit out of me and means absolutely nothing. "I need it soon." OK? 'nuff said. Next.
wanna give a shout out to my..
oh, never mind
Hey, I have an intellectual post today about
2 Phrases I hear All the Time these Days that Bug Me
They are:
1.) "It is What it is" - you hear this one a lot in meetings. It is a sign that people are talking too much about something, as if talking about it would change it. Like, if you are telling me it will take 12 hours, then it is what it is, Im not gonna ask you to get it done in 11 hours. But it also says, or rather, implies, if it realy takes 6 hours and you are fucking with me then I will think you are a dick until I die or I go on to my next meeting, whichever comes first.
and
2.) "Sooner rather than later" - this is another one of those meeting phrases that bugs the living shit out of me and means absolutely nothing. "I need it soon." OK? 'nuff said. Next.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Buddy Miller on Friday night in Pittsburgh, and Wilco on Saturday night in Cleveland, should be one hell of a weekend...
Been listening to the Shins, and the new Camper Van Beethoven...recommend them both...
Its a season of change around our house, the boy has a new day care situation and big daddy's got a new job starting next week...
Got some poker around the corner and big fat Oracle book to read...sorry I havent been posting much...
But here is one thing I saw today on thismodernworld.com:
Somewhere recently I saw some idiot rightwinger embarass himself by arguing that Fox News is actually not biased in the least, because they have so many liberals on their various programs.
This should go without saying, but Fox invites liberals on for the same reason that the Harlem Globetrotters used to play the Washington Generals: you look pretty silly out there on the court by yourself.
...gotta love it....
On a solemn note, Karl Haas died. I loved that guys show, dont know if you ever listened to it. It had one of my favorite themes, a Beethoven piano piece..the 2nd movement of the Pathetique sonata,Opus 13, ..an exquisite piece of music...thanks Karl
Been listening to the Shins, and the new Camper Van Beethoven...recommend them both...
Its a season of change around our house, the boy has a new day care situation and big daddy's got a new job starting next week...
Got some poker around the corner and big fat Oracle book to read...sorry I havent been posting much...
But here is one thing I saw today on thismodernworld.com:
Somewhere recently I saw some idiot rightwinger embarass himself by arguing that Fox News is actually not biased in the least, because they have so many liberals on their various programs.
This should go without saying, but Fox invites liberals on for the same reason that the Harlem Globetrotters used to play the Washington Generals: you look pretty silly out there on the court by yourself.
...gotta love it....
On a solemn note, Karl Haas died. I loved that guys show, dont know if you ever listened to it. It had one of my favorite themes, a Beethoven piano piece..the 2nd movement of the Pathetique sonata,Opus 13, ..an exquisite piece of music...thanks Karl
Monday, February 07, 2005
Monday, January 31, 2005
I think I need help...
Now that the Steelers season is over, I have stopped drinking and started listening to Dean Martin live at the Sands '63...
I'm planning the October Vegas trip in my spare thought time, between contemplating my pending job change...
My buddy Johnny Spaghetti put me on to that Dean Martin thang, riding around New Orleans in his Cadillac, listening to Deano..just something so right about that..
WARNING!!! SELF INDULGENT MUSIC POST APPROACHING
The band is writing and busily arranging...working on some new stuff that reminds me a bit Talking Heads Fear of Music meets Pavement...
Finally wimped out on the Polytone, and went back to the 68 deluxe..ohh so good..I wasnt getting the separation when it was time to solo..running my strat through a Boss Harmonizer, Digital Delay and an Ibanez Tube Screamer...then int the deluxe..oooh la la, what a fine machine...
Now that the Steelers season is over, I have stopped drinking and started listening to Dean Martin live at the Sands '63...
I'm planning the October Vegas trip in my spare thought time, between contemplating my pending job change...
My buddy Johnny Spaghetti put me on to that Dean Martin thang, riding around New Orleans in his Cadillac, listening to Deano..just something so right about that..
WARNING!!! SELF INDULGENT MUSIC POST APPROACHING
The band is writing and busily arranging...working on some new stuff that reminds me a bit Talking Heads Fear of Music meets Pavement...
Finally wimped out on the Polytone, and went back to the 68 deluxe..ohh so good..I wasnt getting the separation when it was time to solo..running my strat through a Boss Harmonizer, Digital Delay and an Ibanez Tube Screamer...then int the deluxe..oooh la la, what a fine machine...
