Friday, June 9, 2006
We went down to the Jazz Guys show. They were holding people at the door, due to capacity. It was raining. I didn't feel like pulling the "Mr. Important" card with the bouncers. We left.
Oh, well.
Occasionally I wonder what would happen if I just stopped. Probably nothing.
Thursday, June 8, 2006
I'm reading a fascinating article in this month's Esquire (how else am I gonna know what tie goes with which 200 year-old bourbon?) about "American Taliban" John Walker Lindh. I highly recommend it.
06-06-06 has past, but my love of Slayer continues. The band just released the single from their upcoming album. Of course I had to download it.
Lyrically, it's pure late-era Slayer: Fuck organized religion, especially Christianity.
They can still push buttons. Let's not forget that their last disc, God Hates Us All, was released on September 11, 2001. How's that for coincidence?
And. . . Here's the YMCA/Slayer tie-in. I recently decided to start going to the gym. I'm getting old, and my waistline is expanding due to my sedentary lifestyle. So far so good.
Having Reign in Blood in the iPod really helps my workout. When on the treadmill, I know I've hit my stride by the time Tom Araya howls, "Enter to the realm of Satan."
It's the little things, ya know?
Monday, June 5, 2006
I had a pretty great end of last week. Brooke's younger brother Bart was visiting us and man, is he a geek superstar!
I grew up an only child, but this guy instantly felt like my own flesh and blood. Too much fun.
We went to Algebars, Earth Prime Comics/Quarterstaff and rocked the H.P. Lovecraft role-playing game, Call of Cthulhu. Algebars, if you weren't already aware, is awesome.
The only downside is that I didn't see any shows, because Bart is too young (19, 20?) for the clubs. But I didn't mind, as I'm currently experiencing a wee bit of scene apathy.
Tomorrow is 6-6-06. Definitely gonna see the remake of The Omen. I don't care how bad it is. Watching it with our pals Chris & Molly will help ease the pain.
For your Slaytanic consideration: http://www.nationaldayofslayer.org/
And:
This clip is from '96, so I think it's Paul Bostaph on drums, not Dave Lombardo. Too bad.
Oh, shit... I said no more metal for a while. But I had to make an exception, considering.
Thursday, June 1, 2006
In honor of Styx' Dennis DeYoung and Alexa Ray Joel's (daughter of Billy & Christie Brinkley) Vermont appearances, I give you this:
A diatribe on rock 'n' roll parenting.
Sail away with the Styx children's book!
[Links courtesy the illustrious Meghan Dewald.]