“People are nauseous about being perceived as the enemy. After Abu Ghraib, reasonable, rational people were saying the most despicable things about America. Imagine that. The country that not only liberated Europe but rebuilt Europe with the Marshall Plan. The country of Omaha Beach. The heroism of people who gave their lives for people like my dad. I mean, this is the United States of America.
And, by the way, whoever fixes that problem gets elected. People say, “Oh, it’s all about the economy.” This is the first time it’s not. It’s about turning that idea around. We’re the United States of America, and we do not like being seen as the enemy.
And it’s a wave. I think the next generation is going to roll right over us. There’s a new kind of hard-headed idealism out there, which is not about “Let’s hold hands and wish away the world’s problems.” People are ready to change the world one brick at a time. I really believe that.”
So yes, that is a Bono quote. And yes, it was from The Worlds Most Overrated (By Itself) Magazine (Rolling Stone). But a good sentiment, nonetheless. I don’t generally think “entertainers” should speak on political matters, but, due to my punkish background, believe in that right for musicians. So there: I have no problems with being a contradiction.
Sometime, when you are not quite so tired, discuss how your ear holes were shredded and your mind was blown (off) by the combined forces of The Mighty Mastodon and Unbelievable QOTSA Sleaze Rock Overload.
Jesus- shows that good should be illegal.
First up, check out my old friend Andy’s (I’m not saying he’s old, he’s just been a friend for a long time… but he is older than me) blog. His observations are way more interesting than mine, plus he likes comic books. And he majored in Japanese (IIRC- maybe it was “just” Linguistics?). And his blog is very visually pleasing.
Second: Southern California is going up in flames around us, and I was reading an article the other day with people talking about what they would take with them if/when they had to evacuate their house. What would I take?
-Our cat, Oliver (he’s quite furry and I’m surprised he hasn’t lit on fire before. He looks to be more combustible than most animals, so he gets a very high priority. Well, that and I really like him).
-The Macbook and my 2 hard drives. (Yeah, superficially, my life is pretty much that computer. I don’t think I could bear to lose my Protools song files from one drive or my iTunes library (especially if I couldn’t grab my record collection) on the other).
-As much of my music gear as possible (I would be uncontrollably depressed without it. Priority goes to my SG and the Mesa amp head, both of which I have a ton of sentimental attachment to.
I guess that’s it. Maybe a few pairs of jeans, some t-shirts, and a hoody. And a power strip, if I have tons of time. Dawn said similar: cat, computer, pictures, jeans.
Lastly: In case you wondered (and you definitely shouldn’t), I eat pretty much the same thing for lunch every day. As follows:
-Main course: Usually a Tofurkey/cheese/sprouts sandwich. Peanut butter and (only) raspberry jelly, or leftover pasta are the only variables.
-Trader Joe’s String Cheese: Like a preschooler.
-Trader Joe’s Woven Wheat Wafers: Like Triscuits, but better because they are slightly saltier.
-Trader Joe’s nonfat yogurt: Usually only raspberry, but I’ve rotated in black cherry, starting today.
-A gala apple.
I don’t know what motivated me to type that out. I apologize.
-It’s smoky. Ash is falling from the sky. Apocalypse?
-Bummed out by American Chopper: Vinny left the company. I’ll really miss seeing that guy on the show.
-Two of my favorite bands broke up: The Blood Brothers (supposedly) and Some Girls. There will be a lot less new noisecore on my iTunes in the near future.
-And I hate cover songs: but the Killer’s cover of Shadowplay is cool. I’m into it- even though covering Joy Division is like covering The Beatles or Zeppelin and should be off limits.
-While Malibu burned, Justin, Stevie and I had a Naked-jump-off-the-roof-into-the-pool Contest. Dawn and Jason watched in horror. I was also attacked by a bird (both the Avian and I were fully clothed at the time).
-Decisions, Decisions, Decisions: 3-Tone Sunburst, Olympic White, or Surf Green?
-I wish it would snow. Instead, it’s like 94 degrees.
-I’ve been artistically stifled, and it’s bugging the shit out of me. There is not enough time in the day.
Not much going on here in blog land.
There’s a feature in Blender about the worst lyricists in rock music- and it’s pretty good. Accurate too (surprisingly). Sheck it out here.
In the “Fascinatingly Disgusting” Department: [Note: Beware.]
I have lots of problems with my ears. Nothing serious, just superficial, annoying things. Earplugs and iPod headphones don’t fit in my right ear- I think it’s oddly shaped. I have declining hearing (or so I thought). And, horrendously, I produce and inordinate amount of earwax. Yes, that’s disgusting. I know- I have to live it.
Anyways, every couple months one of my ears (usually the bastard on the right) gets completely plugged. It happened again on Tuesday, worse than ever, and I’d had enough. So I went to the doctor, and some unfortunate (but nonetheless pleasant and gracious) nurse had to clean out my ear. And it wasn’t pretty. I’ll spare the details, but let’s just say I could start an organic candle business very easily.
My point is this: my hearing isn’t nearly as bad as I thought it was. I can hear far better now, especially in the higher frequencies. Thank you, Dr. Lo, and Nurse Whose Name I Didn’t Catch. You’ve just contributed to my year of re-birth (first I find out I’m younger than I thought, now this). The moral of the story is: Doctors are not bad, but very useful. Also- don’t clean your ears with Q-Tips. Ever. Seriously. Not that I did, but- seriously.
Finally- Plotting has begun on my Soon-To-Be-Legendary Halloween Playlist. Criteria: Outrightly evil-related song name, subject matter, or general creepiness factor. Ideas welcome. Also- (Shane) let me know what your playlist might be.
Post-Finally: Copious research has begun for my guitar nerd blog (hopefully Blog-Cum-Empire).
Post-Post-Finally: Waaaaay to many hyphens. I apologize.
I have a new blog going down- about guitars and other noisemakers. If you’re into that sort of thing, dig it here:
If not, fuck right off.