Gettin’ the old Band back together
I’ve been in a quandry since I moved to good old Bill-Burg. I have roof access, the way to the roof is only a few feet away. Barely anyone goes up there, and there has to be something cool to do with it.
I thought of a garden, and I thought of some sort of coffee nook thing. Then something happened last weekend.
I was helping ms. brit clean out her apartment and the other students in her apartment complex were doing the same. One of those blessed foriegn souls tossed their guitar.
It was in good condition, it just needed some strings and a tuning.
Well you know another man’s garbage…
Ms. Brit refused to let me smash it in front of her building. It’s too bad I had it all planned too, I was going to do a classic Pete Townshend windmill a power slide, a few notes from the ending of A Quick One, then smashy-smashy.
Ms. Brit’s been protecting it, and it’s been sitting forelorningly. If an object was ever made to be destroyed it’s that one.
Then I was listening to U2 on my iPod, then the Beatles came on. Then I was thinking about the hallmark of any great band is one awesome show on a roof.
Then I realized I have a roof.
So I figured I have three months to learn how to play guitar, get a band together, get a few hits, throw that kick ass roof show. Then smashy-smashy.
Yes it’s complicated, but on… ok on paper it’s as complicated as well.
Ok fine, if I skip the learning guitar part to learn a few songs, gather a few friends that have musical talent, skip the recording deal, throw roof show, then smashy-smashy!
Perfect.
4/12/2007
later Kurt
“When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in that particular moment, but that same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that someone is dead, I simply shrug and say what Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is ‘So it goes.’”
I had a chance to hear kurt vonnegut speak, YEARS ago. Yeah i missed it. My only consolation is that i didn’t get the chance say anything stupid around him.
4/2/2005
A little busy, sure but I got me a new board
I’ve never been one to shirk in the face of controversy. I have been known to back down, and admit that I’m wrong.
So two deaths that are on the news happend, Terri Schiavo and the Pope.
I’ll address Terri first. My heart does go out to her family and her husband, however did we need to tie up the supreme court over a vegatable? She was brain dead, and I’m pretty sure that if she wasn’t she sure as fuck would have asked for a big mac or something.
I got sick of the “politics of life” spiel from conservative media. These are the same people that regularly schedule executions, and sport a constant boner about the war.
The sick part is that they want a less intrusive government, and taking away the right to die peacefully sounds pretty intrusive. How about this one you insane facist assholes, either pull the plug, keep her plugged in, it doesn’t fucking matter, mind your damn business and find some fucking terrorists or put some money in for t-cell research or something.
The Pope’s passing is a little closer to home however. I’m a catholic, albeit a bad one. I use my upbringing in the way of a shield, to make people laugh or to analyze things I just can’t explain.
But although me and the Pope didn’t agree on much besides the basic “Yes there is a God, killing is bad, Jesus is the man, and we can damn well eat whatever we damn well want to” I had a normal bit of respect for the guy.
My respect for him and my religion went up a couple of points when he didn’t go for the war, and he did not support Bush, and when I found out that the Catholic faith is down for evolution.
It went back down when I remembered I wasn’t supposed to be pro-choice, and my dream of starting a cartoon about a surfing, chain smoking, priest, who saves kids, and the planet from destruction, was dashed when Cardinal O’Connor sued me before he died.
But the Pope was my own version of the Dali Lama, except mom approved and he was a good guy that did add some progression to a 2,000 year old institution. So in honor for you Il Popa, you get the distinction of Dead Rockstar.
As for me, my move is basically complete. I got a new board, so I’m going surfing.
12/29/2004
Another loss to be mourned
Not to make light of the tsunami, it’s a horrible horrible thing. 80,000 people and it’s definately going to go up. I can’t even imagine such a thing.
But there is one loss today that saddend me to no end on a personal level. Brisco from law and order bought it. Not from a bullet from a perp, but the bain of all men.
Orbach died of prostate cancer Tuesday night, a spokesman for the program confirmed Wednesday.The actor had been undergoing treatment for his illness for several weeks, Audrey Davis of the public relations agency Lippin Group told The Associated Press.
Jerome Bernard Orbach was born in Bronx, New York, on October 20, 1935, the son of a vaudeville actor and a radio singer. The family moved around during his childhood, finally settling near Chicago.
He attended the University of Illinois and Northwestern University and then returned to New York to begin his acting career.
He earned his broadest fame relatively late in life, but couldn’t have asked for more, he said.
So here we are old friend, you have reached the other side. During the past 6 months you have kept me entertained with your antics. God bless you and god speed my friend.
And for you, you get the honor of dead rock star Jerry.
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