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Monday! Sep 01 2003 // 10:43 am // permalink Bye bye til April…sans sheriff will be on hold from September 2003 until April 2004. Wednesday! Aug 20 2003 // 9:46 am // permalink Soul of Wit / things that really matter[Brought to you in part by Kaleidoscope and What’s On ….. Right Now?]
Tuesday! Aug 19 2003 // 11:31 am // permalink SecretBrought to you by Kaleidoscope BlogNomic is getting to be a lot of fun. I am still feeling a little overwhelmed by the whole thing, though. It’s fortunate that I am a “for the sake of playing” kind of person, because I’m probably going to break a lot of rules without knowing it and end up with negative credit, and no job. You may notice the CCTV. Don’t worry, It’s simply our Emperor making sure everyone is safe. Smile and wave! Apparently I inspired Anthony to join, and won some credits for doing so. He said my website inspired him to join. I wonder what part? I haven’t been talking about the game very much on here…not really at all since I mentioned wanting to join last week. Maybe that’s all it took. Monday! Aug 18 2003 // 1:50 pm // permalink new musicThis weekend I went to two record release shows for bands I used to be in. I’m on both of the records, so it was kind of weird to be in the audience. I felt like a secret. I’ve decided to rejoin The Delta Still, but it was too late to sing at the show. I’ll have to wait until next time. Check out the new recordings from both bands, as well as The Delta Still’s new website. Casey Meehan and The Delta Still present Violet Monday! Aug 18 2003 // 1:45 pm // permalink loves horsesSomehow the radio station on my clock radio shifted to XRT. I must have bumped the dial or something. Anyway, this resulted in a wake-up call from Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers playing the 1989 hit, Freefallin’. It’s jarring first thing in the morning to hear the sentimental lyrics of Mr. Petty when you’re expecting to hear the soothing voice of Bob Edwards. Especially that song. It seems innocuous enough, but I have a strange connection to it. When I was a kid, I believed the song was about me. My dad used to tell me it was, and I believed him. I’m sure it was simply my young brain running too far with it. He probably just said the song was about me, meaning the song reminded him of me. Nevertheless, I was so convinced that I told one of my elementary school teachers all about it, and they crushed my dreams by telling me the truth. I can remember walking around with the notion that Tom Petty was writing songs about me, but the really weird thing is that I can’t remember when my dad first sold me the line, nor can I remember when I realized it was all untrue. update: Okay, so if you read this, it makes no sense. What really happened is this: I can’t remember which elementary school teacher it was, or really if it even was an elementary school teacher. I can sort of remember an adult with some degree of non-familial authority. I can sort of remember the look on their face. Or, at least the feeling it gave me. I’m not even sure if they said anything - they could have successfully communicated the awful truth in just a look. I may have known instantly. One thing is clear: I need an editor. Friday! Aug 15 2003 // 3:50 pm // permalink SpliceBrought to you by Kaleidoscope Last night’s rehearsal went really well. It was a blast, even. There are going to be so many people on stage! Nick Alvarez commented that it feels like being in an orchestra again. I’ve never been in an orchestra, but I’ve performed with them bunches of times, so I know what he’s saying. After spending the last half-hour typing and retyping this, I’ve decided it would be too complicated for me to explain here how the whole piece works. How the players interact and whatnot. It doesn’t matter right now anyway. What I really wanted to get at was how comfortable I feel on the mandolin already. Usually by now I’ve given up on the instrument I’ve decided to obsess over. But lately I’ve surprised myself. I want to play! The fact remains that however zealous I may be about my new instrument - I’ve been incredibly nervous about how I’ll fit in with this group of stellar musicians. There was a point in the piece last night when Dan Godston the incredibly talented trumpet player was trying to communicate a line for me to play, and I shook my head to tell him it was too much for me. I worried that I seemed like a total hack. After we did a run through, the group started a nice discussion. The point was made that when communicating among the players, you have to be cognizant of the limitations of your ensemblemate’s instrument. I found that the perfect time to pipe up and say, “yeah, and some of us are new to our respective instruments, so if we look freaked out, maybe you could communicate something less challenging.” Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, and didn’t make faces like I thought they might. I forgot that the musicians I chose to play with are considerate and flexible. I don’t know why I get so worked up about this stuff. They know it takes time to learn. I mean, it’s not like they were born with saxophones already in their mouths. Although sometimes I think that’s the case with Toru. Friday! Aug 15 2003 // 2:02 pm // permalink If only…I thought it would be fun to use the Career Finder to find the ideal jobs for some famous people. I went to msn.com, news.google.com, and my hotmail inbox to find their names.
Friday! Aug 15 2003 // 12:47 pm // permalink BeesBrought to you by Kaleidoscope C64 Game Guide currently has 5652 old C64 games profiled on their site. Including these bee related games: Bumble-Bee looks a lot like Pac-Man. Bizy-Beez looks a little like Donkey Kong. I don’t know if Bee 52 looks like anything, but it has this cool bee. Thursday! Aug 14 2003 // 5:19 pm // permalink Dial M for Power OutageI just got a phone call from my mom who, like everyone else in Detroit, is making alternate plans for the evening due to a massive power outage. I called home, and my dad answered. We discussed the fact that cordless phones won’t be working, so the only people who can use their land-lines will be weirdos like us who have antique phones. The one my family still uses looks something like the Dial M For Murder phone. I hope everyone is okay. |
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