it goes, it goes... we're faithfull...
It's interesting being a member of a band's cult following. There is a sentiment you get. Most don't. Not easy to explain to the common folk. And, I won't try. I guess it's a benefit. So revealing to me, I guess I find my mind too clear.
Wow. The dude can fit my emotion. Well. Very well. Not that the jam is the only band that hits us all, but they do it pretty well. They have a fucking edge. Name a band that compares at that level. Even Mr. Young doesn't have an edge that comparesl. Said with so much respect, I feel I need to rescind the statement.
Shit. Either way, hit your local indie (fuck the term musically, (it gives shit like Death Cab), accept it financially, and pick up To Terrapin and Neil's latest.
I'll see you on the flipside.
Peace.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Stray Cat Blues
So. I don't have any feelings towards underage women. Nor do I have the blues in any way. But, this song just fits my mood and current musical leanings. Really heavy fucking riff. Brilliant really. The Stones were amazing. Set the stage for most of my favorite bands.
Anyways, and I've been meaning to write about this for awhile, I like tripping. I don't necessarily mean hallucinogenically, but it does often relate to altered states. My favorite times occur on a lazy weekend day, when I may, or may not be, under the influence in some way. During these times, I will do exactly as I want in the moment. It's amazing what can happen. Doing exactly what you feel like, as selfishly as you can for awhile is excellent. I listen to My Morning Jacket. I chew tobacco. I watch baseball. I watch movies I wouldn't normally consider. I smoke. I eat Indian. I nap.
Brilliant. It's the lifestyle I strive for. The dragon I am chasing.
Check Ten remixed. Comes out in about a week and a half. Porch is fucking raw.
Anyways, and I've been meaning to write about this for awhile, I like tripping. I don't necessarily mean hallucinogenically, but it does often relate to altered states. My favorite times occur on a lazy weekend day, when I may, or may not be, under the influence in some way. During these times, I will do exactly as I want in the moment. It's amazing what can happen. Doing exactly what you feel like, as selfishly as you can for awhile is excellent. I listen to My Morning Jacket. I chew tobacco. I watch baseball. I watch movies I wouldn't normally consider. I smoke. I eat Indian. I nap.
Brilliant. It's the lifestyle I strive for. The dragon I am chasing.
Check Ten remixed. Comes out in about a week and a half. Porch is fucking raw.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Makes Much More Sense...
...to live in the present tense. One of the best songs he has ever written on one of the best albums of the 1990s (it was not on fucking Nevermind). Sure, I am transparent in my musical leanings here, but this is in the upper echelon of Pearl Jam's catalog. Anyone in the know, knows. Today made me appreciate the line more than I ever have. And it feels great.
Well, two posts in a month. I'm on a fucking roll, huh? I can't buy groceries or call my parents, but I can write a blog. Priorities, my friends.
So. New president. Poor economy. It's so bad I hear the previous chief is struggling for employment (at the level of #42 et al). I am in agreement with this situation, yet find it strangely disturbing. You have to be really pathetic to have held the most prestigious position in the world and fail to be an in-demand resource afterwards.
Recently I have planned a career (or life) change. It may or may not happen. I'd like it to, but there are variables beyond my control. Either way, I have shifted some musical preferences. I have moved into jammier stuff. Really. It makes sense if you look at the way it has happened. I've been listening to PJ's jammiest tour on quality record (2000), early Clapton groups, NY live stuff, and talking to and attending a concert with Mr. Brian Lenz. It just falls into place. And Boulder's scene fits nicely into this. On that note, or because I have nothing left to say, check the following:
Blind Melon's eponymous release. A few years before Hoon's cocaine overdose. Very good.
and, for Talking Heads/jam scene fans, download this:
http://www.archive.org/details/Motet2008-12-27
I'll see you on the flip side.
Well, two posts in a month. I'm on a fucking roll, huh? I can't buy groceries or call my parents, but I can write a blog. Priorities, my friends.
So. New president. Poor economy. It's so bad I hear the previous chief is struggling for employment (at the level of #42 et al). I am in agreement with this situation, yet find it strangely disturbing. You have to be really pathetic to have held the most prestigious position in the world and fail to be an in-demand resource afterwards.
Recently I have planned a career (or life) change. It may or may not happen. I'd like it to, but there are variables beyond my control. Either way, I have shifted some musical preferences. I have moved into jammier stuff. Really. It makes sense if you look at the way it has happened. I've been listening to PJ's jammiest tour on quality record (2000), early Clapton groups, NY live stuff, and talking to and attending a concert with Mr. Brian Lenz. It just falls into place. And Boulder's scene fits nicely into this. On that note, or because I have nothing left to say, check the following:
Blind Melon's eponymous release. A few years before Hoon's cocaine overdose. Very good.
and, for Talking Heads/jam scene fans, download this:
http://www.archive.org/details/Motet2008-12-27
I'll see you on the flip side.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Amazes me, the will of instinct
New year. Likely a new Pearl Jam album. Can a person ask for anything more? Ha. Anyways, have not written in a long time. Fucking consulting. It's ok, but takes a lot of time.
So, it is looking like I will make a career/life change. I'm beginning due diligence on going to grad school to study human and deer/elk interaction. Kind of random, huh? A little car accident the other day helped put me over the edge on this decision. That, and how fucking awesome the 2000 PJ tour (with full bootlegs) was. I can listen all the time in grad school. And grow a beard. And long hair. It's more me.
Finally, pick up Okonokos by My Morning Jacket. It's great.
Peace.
So, it is looking like I will make a career/life change. I'm beginning due diligence on going to grad school to study human and deer/elk interaction. Kind of random, huh? A little car accident the other day helped put me over the edge on this decision. That, and how fucking awesome the 2000 PJ tour (with full bootlegs) was. I can listen all the time in grad school. And grow a beard. And long hair. It's more me.
Finally, pick up Okonokos by My Morning Jacket. It's great.
Peace.
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