Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Song Of The Day
The 10 Commandments Guidelines of Concert Behavior
Fact is, no one paid to hear your interpretations of these songs, even if you are convinced that your vocal performance is a vast improvement over the original. Even if you sang in your high school's choir both years they went to the state competition. I think pretty much everyone can agree that Tunde Adebimpe has some great pipes. But I don't care if a vocalist can't carry a tune in a bucket. Leonard Cohen has openly admitted to having the vocal range of a doorbell, but I'd still much rather listen to him croak his way through Chelsea Motel than your pitch-perfect rendition.Previous Guidelines:
But don't worry, there are plenty of opportunities each and every day for you to test your singing chops, even if you aren't a professional performer. Warm up with a few numbers in the shower, and once you're limber, really cut loose during your commutes. Sing to your kids instead of screaming at them. Sing to your co-workers and/or classmates if you must. Find a nice karaoke bar and wrestle the mic away from the 300-pound bearded actuary whose not-so-secret dream is to play Maria in a Broadway revival of West Side Story. If that still doesn't satiate you, by all means, head down to the mall to be discovered the next time American Idol comes to town.
Unfortunately, we pretty much have to throw this rule out the window if the performer dips a toe into the singalong pool. I've never understood why I would pay to watch someone perform, then actively participate. I realize the singalong plays an important role in the oral tradition of most cultures. But when I shell out $100 for a ticket, $10 for parking and $8 for a poor imitation of a respectable cocktail, not even Alhaji Papa Susso himself would expect me lift a finger.
I. Thou Shalt Not Puke
II. Thou Shalt Not Fart
III. Thou Shalt Not Smoke
IV. Thou Shalt Not Take Crappy Pictures With Your Cell Phone
V. Thou Shall Show Up On Time
VI. Thou Shalt Not Request Songs
VII. Thou Shall Respect The Personal Space of Others
Monday, September 29, 2008
VEEP Debate
Friday, September 26, 2008
McCain Campaign Stunt Suggestions
My personal favorite is #9
- Return to Vietnam and jail himself
- Offers the post of "vice vice president" to Warren Buffet
- Challenges Obama to suspend campaign so they both can go and personally drill for offshore oil
- Learns to use computer
- Does bombing run over Taliban-controlled tribal areas of Pakistan
- Offers to forgo salary, sell one house
- Sex-change operation
- Suspends campaign until Nov. 4th, offers to start being president right now
- Sells Alaska to Russia for $700 billion
- Pledges to serve only one term. OK, half a term
CD Release Dates
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Shot In The Dark
...some of the most basic details, including the $700 billion figure Treasury would use to buy up bad debt are fuzzy.
"It's not based on a particular data point," a Treasury spokeswoman told Forbes.com Tuesday. "We just wanted to choose a really large number."
Well I feel a whole hell of a lot better.
I Don't Need No College Edumacation
Saturday, September 20, 2008
SNL
Sorry, the embed code doesn't work so I had to link to it instead.
Friday, September 19, 2008
New James Bond Theme Song
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Bonehead Play
DeSean Jackson pitches the ball backwards before he crosses the goal line; this is a stupid move which, if it was anyone else, we could overlook as a rookie mistake except for the fact that he did a very similar thing in the High School All American game.
My favorite quote on this is from Jason Whitlock with Fox Sports who said "someone with the Eagles needs to go Steve Smith on him"
As a side note this also goes back to this post. Twice in one week a ref blew the whistle prematurely and changed the outcome of a game. In this one it should have been considered a fumble where Dallas could recover but since the whistle was blown Philly got the ball on the 1 yard line.
Arrgh Matey's
Beauty – The best possible pirate address for a woman. Always preceded by “me,” as in, “C’mere, me beauty,” or even, “me buxom beauty,” to one particularly well endowed. You’ll be surprised how effective this is.
Bilge rat – The bilge is the lowest level of the ship. It’s loaded with ballast and slimy, reeking water. A bilge rat, then, is a rat that lives in the worst place on the ship. On TLAP Day – A lot of guy humor involves insulting your buddies to prove your friendship. It’s important that everyone understand you are smarter, more powerful and much luckier with the wenches than they are. Since bilge rat is a pretty dirty thing to call someone, by all means use it on your friends.
Bung hole – Victuals on a ship were stored in wooden casks. The stopper in the barrel is called the bung, and the hole is called the bung hole. That’s all. It sounds a lot worse, doesn’t it? On TLAP Day – When dinner is served you’ll make quite an impression when you say, “Well, me hearties, let’s see what crawled out of the bung hole.” That statement will be instantly followed by the sound of people putting down their utensils and pushing themselves away from the table. Great! More for you!
Grog – An alcoholic drink, usually rum diluted with water, but in this context you could use it to refer to any alcoholic beverage other than beer, and we aren’t prepared to be picky about that, either. Call your beer grog if you want. We won’t stop you! Water aboard ship was stored for long periods in slimy wooden barrels, so you can see why rum was added to each sailor’s water ration – to kill the rancid taste. On TLAP Day – Drink up, me hearties! And call whatever you’re drinking grog if you want to. If some prissy pedant purses his lips and protests the word grog can only be used if drinking rum and water, not the Singapore Sling you’re holding, keelhaul him!
Lubber – (or land lubber) This is the seaman’s version of land lover, mangled by typical pirate disregard for elocution. A lubber is someone who does not go to sea, who stays on the land. On TLAP Day – More likely than not, you are a lubber 364 days of the year. But not if you’re talking like a pirate! Then the word lubber becomes one of the more fierce weapons in your arsenal of piratical lingo. In a room where everyone is talking like pirates, lubber is ALWAYS an insult.
Smartly – Do something quickly. On TLAP Day – “Smartly, me lass,” you might say when sending the bar maid off for another round. She will be so impressed she might well spit in your beer.
The 10 Commandments Guidelines of Concert Behavior
Sure, I get it. Music has an uncanny ability to stir the soul and move the spirit. I'm fine with that right up to the point where the spirit rolls up on my knee like a 370lb lineman. Don't get me wrong, I love watching your crazy dances; they're often as entertaining as the show, but SRO is just that. Sometimes dancing is just logistically impossible, especially when we're packed in like the Middle Passage and struggling to breathe.
Allow me to drop a scholarly name on you, evolutionary biologist, W.D. Hamilton. This cat delivered a paper in 1971 entitled Geometry For The Selfish Herd, in which he theorized that, when faced with danger, each group member attempts to reduce the danger to itself by getting as close as possible to the center of the group. Is a Ting Tings show really that scary? Why, then, do people enter a sparsely populated venue and feel compelled to stand within an arm's length of me, or better yet, right in my sight line? I wish Hamilton was still alive, because I'd ask him why men taller than 6'2" are compelled to stand in front of my 5'1" ladyfriend.
What else is uncool? Glad you asked. Waving your lit cigarette around, either in conjunction with dancing, or just to emphasize a point. Pushing your way through people in the absence of some variety of "excuse me." Bringing a huge backpack or purse into a show. I'm sure you have quality stories to share, because the list of crimes against proximity at concerts is infinite.
Exceptions: Mosh Pits -if there is a mosh pit, the rules surrounding proximity get more than a little fuzzy.
Previous Guidelines:
I. Thou Shalt Not Puke
II. Thou Shalt Not Fart
III. Thou Shalt Not Smoke
IV. Thou Shalt Not Take Crappy Pictures With Your Cell Phone
V. Thou Shall Show Up On Time
VI. Thou Shalt Not Request Songs
Monday, September 15, 2008
Hochuli's Bad Call
Friday, September 12, 2008
When I Fell Off the Band Wagon
The first LP that I ever bought was Ride The Lightning. I rode my bike to Target, bought the album, rode home and promptly put the cassette in my sock drawer so that my parents wouldn't find it. From then on I was hooked, I listened to that album over and over again and of course found ways to get money to purchase the other albums, keep in mind I was probably 12, not much gainful employment at that age. That would have been around '91 or '92 so I didn't start listening until after Black had been released and for all I knew they weren't going to release anything else since there was a 5 year hiatus between Black and Load. Once it was announced that they had a forth coming album I was stoked, I was sure to be home every night for the local radio station's "Mandatory Metallica" segment where they would play a number of old songs and a few of the new tracks.
I must say that I was shocked when I started seeing pictures of them turn up in magazines, before the release of Load, all clean cut. To me these guys were the face of heavy metal as I knew it and now they looked like any other guy you might see walking down the street.
I was never very thrilled with Load, it didn't possess the hard riffs that I loved or looked forward to. The lyrics seemed forced and not with the same thoughtfulness from the previous albums.
In the end, the final straw for me was when Jason Newsted was replaced with Robert Trujillo due to Newsted wanting to work with his side project which Metallica thought would take away from the band. It was that and getting over 300,000 users banned from Napster when I realized that they no longer were in it for the enjoyment of making music, it was now all about the money.
I Guess I Can't Be VP
I can't be VP because I live 5,923.3 miles from Moscow.
Speed Skateboarding
Thursday, September 11, 2008
10 Things You Didn't Know About The Earth
1. The Earth is smoother than a billiard ball
2. The Earth is an oblate spheroid
3. The Earth isn't a oblate spheroid
4. The Earth is not exactly aligned with it's geoid
5. Jumping into a hole through the center of the Earth is like orbiting it
6. The Earth's interior is hot due to impacts, shrinkage, sinkage, and radioactive decay
7. The Earth has at least five natural moons. But not really
8. The Earth is getting more massive
9. Mt. Everest isn't the biggest mountain
10. Destroying the Earth is hard
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Guest Blogger: "August Filet Chimes in on the Prairieman Triathlon"
If our intrepid blogger won’t gloat, then I will gloat in his place. Mr. Tuesday Pants, aka PW, aka Manuel (don’t ask) scored third place in his age group in the Prairieman Sprint Triathlon last Sunday. Congratulations, fair sir. And for those who would believe that a sprint triathlon is simply a 90-minute workout (or an 81-minute workout in this case), I submit for your approval:
--A 500 meter swim is essentially a 10-minute mass fistfight between 100 blindfolded jocks. I’ve heard the expression “a washing machine of arms and legs,” but that does not communicate the unintentional violence of the thing. Elbows crack heads, feet kick faces, bodies struggle over other bodies. In one case I distinctly felt a hand grab my shin from underneath me. I’ve started calling that my The Lady of the Lake moment and until now have no credible scientific theory to explain it. But if you participated in the Prairieman last week, and if you happen to be reading this, and if I simply swam right over you … my apologies. You see, it’s hard to see: swimming goggles stay permanently and impenetrably fogged until they are kicked outright from your face. Until then, in this brown-green lake water, that strange, orange, fuzzy thing in front of you might be your extended arm, or might be a competitor’s jersey.
--The first transition is a wet quarter-mile barefoot run up a boat ramp and across a parking lot. Sure, you can wear “tri shoes” but that would mean you would have to, you know? Swim in them? Even the retailers don’t recommend swimming in your swim shoes. And there is so much to remember in such a short period of time that you are sure to forget something: your Vaseline? Your Cliff bar? Your race number? One thing the race production will not let you forget is your helmet, which along with your road bike has already been inspected twice in 48 hours.
--The 16 mile bike ride is one of the most grueling 1-hour workouts imaginable, except for those that are preceded by the 10-minute water brawl. Race production marks your right calf with your age, and there is little as disheartening as watching those numbers get bigger as other riders pass. First the ankle-biters, then the thirty-somethings, then the retirees, then the geriatrics. Then your entire crotch goes numb from the impaired blood circulation and only then does a friend pass you, saying “Seven miles to go!” When there is really only about 4.
-- The second transition finds you losing a cycling shoe, or crashing into a Port-a-John, or simply daydreaming about food. By this point you have burned nearly 1,000 calories, which a beginning runner will go through in his first 10k, and your run hasn’t even started yet. So while that plate of pasta the night before may have seemed excessive, you’re already working on a 200 calorie deficit and haven’t strapped on your Nikes. And on the subject of shoes, why am I only wearing one again?
-- During the 5k run – while your blood sugar readjusts and the circulation returns to your legs – there is still the issue of glycogen. In short: you don’t have any. Yet you need it for short-term muscle function, which might explain the exceedingly odd sensation of your bones doing all the work. The pounding doesn’t hurt like it does during training, which you refuse to accept as a bad sign. You pass a few people, and now pass a few more. OK, we’re good. Now it seems the training has paid off. You pass a couple more. Take that! Mr. 22 Years Old! A quick check to the watch, surely you’re more than half-way through this thing. But what’s that? Wait! Wait! Ein minutem bitte! That’s the one mile sign about 200 yards up. Oh, the humanity!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Post Mortem Releases
See, It messes with your head.
New Poll
The thing that always gets on my wick is that the team receives a triumphant return and the commentators go on and on about how the team is the heart of this city that has had such a hard time. There are only so many times that you can hear this before you say "Stop being stupid and move."
Monday, September 8, 2008
Couture vs. Lesnar
Couture has nothing really to gain from this fight but has everything to lose. He is a three time Heavyweight Champion with the UFC and is one of the most respected fighters of all time.
Can Couture win this fight? Sure he can, but he will have to avoid going toe-to-toe and boxing it out, this guy hits like a Mack Truck. Ground and pound is probably his best option even with Lesnar's experience as a wrestler I haven't seen anything from him that proves he really knows how to wrestle with skill instead of just brute force.
The winner of this fight will go on to face the winner of the Nogueira vs. Mir fight on December 27th.
The 10 Commandments Guidelines of Concert Behavior
Sorry folks, the music biz has changed. Gone are the days of Springsteen's bladder-bursting 4-hour shows and The Replacements swapping instruments to bumble through Bad Company covers. Touring is expensive and promoters are cramming more bands on bills in an attempt to sell tickets, which means tighter schedules and shorter sets. 99.9% of bands are working off setlists because time is money. Lighting and effects. Alternate tunings. Sequencers and samples. Even stage banter is meticulously planned out ahead of time to maximize presentation of the product. And speaking of product, don't think the record companies don’t have an interest in what songs their bands perform live. Bottom line? You can yell your head off, but if it's not already on the setlist, forget it. Which reminds me. If an artist asks an audience what they want to hear, they're just waiting to hear the title of the next tune on their list. You know that, don't you?
What's wrong with letting musicians decide which songs to play? It's their material, let them present it as they wish. Do you toss out requests at the symphony? At a play? At church? What would you rather hear? An inspired version of a song you've never been terribly fond of, or a half-assed version of a favorite? And one more thing, when a musician changes bands, don't expect them to revisit the good ol' days. If you're going to a Wilco show and planning on screaming for Graveyard Shift and Punch Drunk until you're lightheaded, do us all a favor; just stay home and listen to the Uncle Tupelo records.
Note to the guy still yelling for Free Bird at every concert: Stop.
Previous Guidelines:
I. Thou Shalt Not Puke
II. Thou Shalt Not Fart
III. Thou Shalt Not Smoke
IV. Thou Shalt Not Take Crappy Pictures With Your Cell Phone
V. Thou Shall Show Up On Time
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Women in Politics
That is my soapbox for the day.
If you are looking for the truth about what all these crazy politicians are saying about each other check out this site. It doesn't appear to side with the right or left and has a gauge as to how much of a lie statements or attacks are.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Rules of Rock (The Finale)
X. Be Yourself - There isn't a band out there that annoys me more than Good Charlotte. By the looks of them you would think, at the very least, they play some hardcore thrash punk but when you hear Life Styles of the Rich and Famous you think that they radio mistakenly played a different song then they said they were going to and instead played a flavor of the month pop punk band. For the love of Pete (whoever Pete is), it is your life experiences that influence the songs that you write. There is no shame in finding out that the lead singer of some of your favorite punk bands is a PhD candidate (Dexter Holland of Offspring) or has a loving wife and kids at home (Jim Lindberg of Pennywise). You'll get a lot further in life not trying to put on a facade for your musical life.