Let’s dust off the cobwebs and begin a new year filled with bad attitudes.
1. “You need to see them live!”
Why would I want to see songs I already don’t like live?
2. “They are really nice guys!”
This is what happens when you can’t survive on talent alone. The only exception to this rule is Dave Grohl.
Cause I’m a cold, hateful bitch. This could be a lot longer I suppose, but my attention span is way too short for that. So here are a few things (records) that have been on my mind lately, for better or worse. Continue reading
So the wedding went down, and it was pretty good. Pretty, pretty, pretty good. [Shit! What if not everybody watches Curb Your Enthusiasm? Ridiculous, I know- but still possible. Therefore, a translation: “It was totally killer!”]
It looked great (thanks to Dawn and our family/friends), the ceremony was great (thanks to Justin), the food was great (thanks to Cahoots Catering), the music was great (thanks to me, the great de-facto DJ Brett, my musical pals Jason & Justin, and Gabe’s PA system), and the party was great (thanks to our guests). Dawn and I both agreed that the biggest bummer about it being over is not having all our friends in one place- which NEVER, EVER happens, and which we really enjoyed and appreciated. It also kind of seems like we didn’t get to hang out with all the guests enough, but that couldn’t really be avoided, I think.
- So yeah, good times. Here’s a sampling of some pictures the great Jeff Newsom took. SERIOUSLY impressive.
- And here’s our rehearsal dinner. Note that my brothers and I have a boy band called “Just 3 Broz.”
- And lastly, here’s my bachelor party– which was held at a cabin quite literally in the middle of nowhere. You would be surprised how well actors, musicians, scientists and salesmen can shoot- at least when they have grown up in Paso Robles CA.
I never really thought about it before, but it could very well be the case. Let’s examine: some of the finest records by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, New Order, Erasure, Depeche Mode, U2, Nine Inch Nails, The Jesus & Mary Chain, (the real) Smashing Pumpkins… I never realized how many records of his I have until I looked at this.
Thankfully, his nickname wasn’t given to him because he creates a sonic flood or anything as pretentious. The guy just really, really likes tea. And yes, he’s British, but I digress, of course. Continue reading
Making the move. Get hip.
Dear California: WHAT THE FUCK?!
-Certainly sleazy- there’s no debating that. But he is doing a lot of good, and making good clothes. Click!
-Rats are ultra awesome. So is shredding! Click!
-The worlds longset insect- enough said. Click!