Tuesday, June 30, 2009
My Hometown
As I won't be making my High School reunion this weekend, I've included a few interesting facts about my town.
You know you grew up in Dickinson, North Dakota if you...
- are proud to be a "Midget".
- were friends with "Titans".
- Scraped the outside AND inside of your windshield in winter.
- went to The River.
- made out at The River.
- passed out at The River.
- thought going to "the beach" was fun.
- rode your bike across town...in 15 minutes or less.
- planned a big vacation to Bismarck to go shopping.
- went to Regionals and don't remember going to games.
- had a season pass to Whitney Pool sewed to your suit.
- don't mind mosquitos much.
- worked at Bonanza or Hardees or Pizza Hut or Country Kitchen (didn't everyone?).
- thought eating at Bonanza was a special occassion.
- had a Cheese Amigo.
- Thought Sergios had great Mexican food.
- Read "The Beat" before anything else in the newspaper
- know what a beer garden is.
- pulled over on any random street to pee after the beer garden.
- avoided riding your bike up water tower hill.
- purposely rode your bike up water tower hill so you could coast down.
- went to the carnival everyday it was in town. EVERY DAY!
- had your birthday at Happy Joes, and got the Barn Burner.
- rented videos at Music Hut.
- trick or treated with a pillow case for 4 hours and pretty much hit every house.
- thought coming out of Patterson Lake all green was normal. (algae)
- shopped at Tempo or Vanity.
- had your after-the-game celebration at Pizza Hut.
- ate pizza at A & B's then went rollerskating. And stayed for Late Skate.
- hit both Taco John's in one day.
- went waterskiing in the day, played softball at night and went to Green River later.
- had to wear your parka underneath your Halloween Costume.
- went to both drive-ins in one night.
- called lunch "Dinner" and dinner "Supper".
- went to Wibaux to be "legal".
- listened to more AM radio than FM (Thanks Jody).
- helped your neighbor, because that's what neighbors do.
- never heard of soccer.
- had a late night breakfast at "The Ho" or "The Gon".
- took part in one of the Roughrider Days events.
- bought your PE uniform from Big Sky Athlete.
- cruised Main, I mean Villard,...did you even know "Main" was Villard until later in life?
- bought Dilly Bars from Dairy Queen before it was the Dairy Barn.
- sledded down Watertower Hill before they built houses and apartments on it.
- played pool at Classic Lanes.
- Rock-a-bowled at the Paragon.
- went to the stock car races with your whole family and knew at least half the drivers.
- listened to Swap Shop and Dialing for Dollars.
- went swimming at the Ramada Inn or Hospitality Inn when you weren't a guest there.
- before you partied at the Riv, you bought a couple six-packs so when the cops pulled you over and confiscated your beer, you were free to buy the real stuff and they'd let you go
Saturday, June 27, 2009
MJ Recollection
It's Michael Jackson, all day, every day.
The State, which is my favorite comedy show, was tripped last night on MTV2 in lieu of an MJ Special Report w/Kurt Loder and some other DJ. How do I know this? I sat down this morning after my shower to put my makeup on, and was all set to enjoy a little "$240 Worth Of Pudding" sketch via Tivo, and no dice. So I sat and watched the show and thought about a recent conversation I had with my mom.
She and I reminisced yesterday about MJ, and shared our favorite memories. She talked about listening to his music on tape when she was putting up bulletin boards at school and in the car. She told me she dug out the Thriller Album that my brother and I had when we were kids. It's all scratched up, but she was going to play it during dinner last night no matter what. Ha - love it!
My favorite memory is tied to the Thriller video. Pretty sure I was in 6th grade...just a little kid. I remember playing outside with my brother, and we knew it was coming on, so he kept going inside to check the progress. All of a sudden he whipped open the sliding door and yelled, "It's on!". I ran inside, we sat on the living room floor enjoyed 14 minutes of something so original, entertaining and creepy it blew us away. We must have watched it 100 times, and we started to pick out our favorite zombies (we both liked the guy that has black goo coming out of his mouth).
I loved horror movies since before I could talk (probably), and would talk my mom once in a blue moon into buying me a Fangoria magazine so I could see all of the neat & scary special effects in the horror movie industry. As you can imagine, the Thriller video was right up my alley.
I haven't listened to MJ in many, many years. The whole trial and his weirdness skeeves me out, so I avoided. During my conversation with my mom, we both agreed that there were a lot of his songs that we really liked, regardless of his creep factor.
I burned the Ultimate Michael Jackson CD Collection for my mom, and it's in the mail today. The scratchy record just won't do. Not for this memory.
Good start
Early morning run in my favorite park - the humidity was low enough, as was the temperature, to really enjoy it.
More people out than I thought there would be - guess we all were trying to beat the heat.
Other successes:
- Hopefully picking up my inversion table today, and if not, putting the order in.
- Got the A/C fixed in my KBGB. My mom was happy to hear that, as we'll be doing a lot of shopping when she comes to stay in August and neither of us like to sweat much. On the bright side, I'm pretty sure I lost about 3lbs in the last week not having A/C.
- finally received my last schoolbook via UPS for this semester (3 weeks in!). Gotta love those independent sellers on Amazon. :-)
More people out than I thought there would be - guess we all were trying to beat the heat.
Other successes:
- Hopefully picking up my inversion table today, and if not, putting the order in.
- Got the A/C fixed in my KBGB. My mom was happy to hear that, as we'll be doing a lot of shopping when she comes to stay in August and neither of us like to sweat much. On the bright side, I'm pretty sure I lost about 3lbs in the last week not having A/C.
- finally received my last schoolbook via UPS for this semester (3 weeks in!). Gotta love those independent sellers on Amazon. :-)
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
B&E - Take A Listen
I met Eammon Azizi, the main guitarist for the band B&E, on the job. From day one, he gave me updates on the progression of the new album - he'd go on about the late night recording sessions, cover art completion, and finally when the masterpiece was being pressed. Some days he would shuffle into work, slit-eyed and worn from a long night of recording (although he never let that affect his work). He lived and breathed through the creation of this album.
The anticipation was heady. For all involved.
When it was finally ready, he dropped it in my lap. Was I ready? Thought so.
You see, Eammon's got an energy that smolders just below the surface, so it makes sense that the band’s first full-length album, Chords To Live By, is an assault on the senses in the best possible way.
Let's hit up the sense of sight first. The cover art of the album is evidence that this is a band who actually gives a shit about the listener's experience beyond just laying down tracks. Living in the easy & cheap land of iTunes, I’d forgotten how much I missed perusing through lyric pages, the “thank you’s” and credits. This makes the entire experience much more personal.
Okay, on to sound. From track one, I was immediately thrown into a raging pulse of rock goodness. Too bad I was driving, as I tend to have a lead foot when listening to this kind of fast, easy and cheap rock. Most of the songs deal with soured relationships, nights of debauchery, and chaos, and the lyrics and music are a chopped-up combination that supports the meanings well.
Brendan Corcoran, the lead singer, wrings out as much treble as he can from his voice, sounding a bit like Jello Biafra might have first thing in the morning circa 1978. The rest of the band punches out a solid accompaniment of crackle and crunch minced with an almost inaudible thread of tasty underlying buzz.
If I must categorize it, I'd call it rock. At times it sounds very punk, other times is just too melodic and pitched to be saddled with that moniker (check out "Things Stay The Same"). Songs like "Killer Riff" and "The Day We Got The City Back" have that dirty 70's feel, while "The Girls Of Mandalay" come across as more modern.
The final way it hits you is tangible - play it loud enough, and you'll feel it. Whether in the car or abode, crank it past a respectible level and the shake and shiver it forces makes for a good jittery feeling.
Both Brendan and Eammon provided fine fodder when interviewed - check it out below, it's a good read:
B&E Interview
How long have you all known each other? How did you meet?
B: Eammon and I have known each other since about 2004 or so when we both worked as copywriters at the ad agency Momentum. John Wideman joined Momentum around 2006, but I only knew him peripherally until he joined the band in late ’06 (or was it ’07?). Ben joined in early ’07 and that’s the first time I met him. Cooper joined in late ’07 when he moved here from West Virginia.
When did you form your band?
B: Eammon and I started the band as a 2-piece in ’05.
E: Our favorite bartender Sean at J&A’s, which was a place we spent a little too much time for a couple years, was joking with B and me that he’d one day have bands in the tiny, rundown hole in the wall bar. We were going back n’ forth and eventually said we’d get some songs together for an acoustic show and perform in the corner by the door there next Tuesday. And that’s what we did.
What inspires you to make music together?
B: Our inspiration comes from a pure and simple love for rock ‘n roll. And copious amounts of beer and liquor.
What genre of music do you consider your work to be?
B: Rock ‘N Roll.
Who are your major influences?
B: I’d say we each individually bring a pretty eclectic mix to the table. From my viewpoint I’d say Eammon, Ben and Widey are more straight, kinda classic rock, I’m mainly indie, garage and Brit post-punk, and Coop seems more on the metal side. My apologies to the rest of the band if those impressions are off.
E: Yep, something like that.
What is the music-making process like? This includes the writing, vocals, instrumentals, backing, etc.
B: Well, as far as the composition, most of the time a band member will bring in a working rough draft of a song – this can range from a single hook, all the way to full verse, chorus, bridge whatever all mapped out. Then, the band as a whole works to bring it to life. Sometimes, if the draft is strong, it comes together surprisingly quickly, other times it can take months to break it in. As far as lyrics and vocals, if I bring the song in, I usually already have a working set of words and melody to go with it. If it’s another member’s song, I’ll need to listen to it for a few weeks and see where it takes me so I can write words and melody.
What was different about the recording of this new album compared to your first?
B: The first album was extremely down and dirty with the bulk being completed in a single weekend. We also had only three members and were going for a more spare, lo-fi sound, so it all went quickly. For this album we made a conscious decision to make it sound bigger, fuller and more professional all around. We also had three new members. Taken together, it all made for a much longer time recording, mixing and finishing. If the first album say took about a month and half to get everything done, this one took about nine months.
E: We also had a much better grasp of what we were doing and what we were going for this time around. The first time was a shot in the dark, and we didn’t really know what we had yet.
Does the entire band have to agree on the song, or is it a majority rules whether it’s crafted, played and included on the album?
B: Well, the ideal is to sell the whole band on the song. If it’s your song, it’s your job to sell it in and get the band excited about it. Making a demo helps. The goal is to get the whole band loving it first, or at least convince them in good faith that they’re going to love it.
What are your rehearsals generally like? Do you have a set time each week in which you practice or are rehearsals more spontaneous?
B: We definitely have scheduled practice. As busy as everyone is with careers, family and whatnot, we try to stick to at least 2 hours a week at a set time and location. As awesome as it would be to play whenever we want for as long as we want, we simply don’t have the luxury.
Which songs do you most like to perform? Least?
B: They’re all our children and we love them. Please don’t make us play favorites.
How has your music evolved since you first began playing music together?
B: It’s gotten much tighter all around. Simply the effect of playing with the same people for an extended period of time.
What has been your biggest challenge as a band? Have you been able to overcome that challenge? If so, how?
B: Our biggest challenge is still just making time for the band. At the moment we’re having trouble just meeting once a week to play. We’re still dealing with the challenge.
E: Everyone has responsibilities, like jobs, wives, kids and other stuff. So it’s always tough getting five guys together who have a lot of other things pressing on them.
What's your ultimate direction for the band?
B: For us to make enough money to quit our day jobs and gain massive adoration from lots and lots of anonymous individuals.
E: I concur.
Who are your biggest supporters?
B: Friends. Enemies.
What advice do you have for people who want to form their own bands?
B: Just get out there and do it. Don’t worry how good you are at first – that’ll come later. Just keep playing and loving what you do. If you’ve really got something, it’ll eventually shine through and you’ll know it.
Check out these lunatics live (and don't stand too close to the speakers):
B&E CD release show with Left Arm
10 pm Sat., Deluxe
You can also buy the album on iTunes and here.
If you can't make the CD release show, here are a few more B&E dates:
June 25, Blueberry Hill
July 18, Way Out Club
July 31, Lemmons
Aug. 14, Vintage Vinyl
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Night Swimming
Friday, June 19, 2009
Happy Moment
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Saturday Morning Redux
It's funny the things you remember about your childhood.
Like on Saturday mornings, I had to go to gymnastics, but I hated it because I would miss my cartoons, and was too tall to do the uneven bars (which were my favorite). Double whammy.
Or the time when I was six, I took leftover pancakes my mom had thrown in the trash, and attempted to feed them to the little white dog that lived there. Well, the owners also had a big German Shepard, and he came running out of the house, grabbed my arm with his jaws and shook me a little. Scared the jeebus out of me. I ran home crying, and as I sat there on the kitchen stool while my parents were on the phone (with the neighbor? animal control? who knows), my little brother whispered that I'd have to have a hundred rabies shots in my tummy.
A hundred is unimaginable to a small child. My brother was such a little stinker. I howled.
When my mom got me the coolest canopy bed with pink frilly bedding, my brother promptly started to talk to "Maynard". Who is Maynard, you may ask? Well, he's the ghost of a little boy who now lived behind my bed.
Of course, he did this to rile me up. It worked.
On the flipside, the best day of the week for me was Saturday. Cartoons. For hours. And growing up in ND, they didn't air HR PuffnStuff. But, we did have the following gems:
Like on Saturday mornings, I had to go to gymnastics, but I hated it because I would miss my cartoons, and was too tall to do the uneven bars (which were my favorite). Double whammy.
Or the time when I was six, I took leftover pancakes my mom had thrown in the trash, and attempted to feed them to the little white dog that lived there. Well, the owners also had a big German Shepard, and he came running out of the house, grabbed my arm with his jaws and shook me a little. Scared the jeebus out of me. I ran home crying, and as I sat there on the kitchen stool while my parents were on the phone (with the neighbor? animal control? who knows), my little brother whispered that I'd have to have a hundred rabies shots in my tummy.
A hundred is unimaginable to a small child. My brother was such a little stinker. I howled.
When my mom got me the coolest canopy bed with pink frilly bedding, my brother promptly started to talk to "Maynard". Who is Maynard, you may ask? Well, he's the ghost of a little boy who now lived behind my bed.
Of course, he did this to rile me up. It worked.
On the flipside, the best day of the week for me was Saturday. Cartoons. For hours. And growing up in ND, they didn't air HR PuffnStuff. But, we did have the following gems:
A Quickie
No, not that kind (I wish). And that reminds me of how much I miss lunches.
This is a quickie weekend update.
Friday night went out to eat with a friend, and helped scheme a plot for him to woo the ladies proper. It was fun.
Saturday, went to a birthday party for a good friend. Good times were had by all.
Sunday, ran some errands, jawed on the telephonetic device, and around 9:30, got the urge to work out. Couldn't surpress it, so went downstairs to the loverly in-loft gym and dropped a couple miles. And no, working out so late does not help me sleep. I have bags the size of Berkins under my eyes this morning, good thing I have a kick-ass job that doesn't mind what you wear - clothes, piercings, tats and the like are all fair game.
All in all, an okay weekend. Could have used one more day.
This is a quickie weekend update.
Friday night went out to eat with a friend, and helped scheme a plot for him to woo the ladies proper. It was fun.
Saturday, went to a birthday party for a good friend. Good times were had by all.
Sunday, ran some errands, jawed on the telephonetic device, and around 9:30, got the urge to work out. Couldn't surpress it, so went downstairs to the loverly in-loft gym and dropped a couple miles. And no, working out so late does not help me sleep. I have bags the size of Berkins under my eyes this morning, good thing I have a kick-ass job that doesn't mind what you wear - clothes, piercings, tats and the like are all fair game.
All in all, an okay weekend. Could have used one more day.
100 Interviews
100 Interviews is a decent source for getting to know the movers & shakers in the web industry...to name a few:
Tony Hsieh - president of Zappos
Pete Cashmore - founder of Mashable
Mike Prasad - founder of Girl Gamer & CEO of Koji BBQ
Also nice if you couldn't front the bank to hit SXSW.
Tony Hsieh - president of Zappos
Pete Cashmore - founder of Mashable
Mike Prasad - founder of Girl Gamer & CEO of Koji BBQ
Also nice if you couldn't front the bank to hit SXSW.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Wow, this weather
Our professor let us out early from class, as we are having the "storm of the century" or something to that affect.
Driving home (from Belleville) I saw some amazing lightening. Straight streaks that shot horizontally right in front of me. Large, almost perfectly formed bolts from sky to sidewalk. The sky was continually lit up, and the cloud formations beyond the lightening were swirly and angry looking.
It reminded me of that round crystal-ball thing that has streaks of light and causes your hair to static up and stand on end if you touch it. But much larger...natch.
I love thunderstorms. Love them. They're great fodder for snuggling under blankets, the imminent danger is such a turn on.
On a side note, this particular professor is an odd duck. Every class he's attempted to bond with the class over a joke that involves saying the wrong thing to a rapist. He has worked in the prison system counseling sexual offenders, hard core fellers that really can never be on the streets again. I'm guessing that's where his warped sense of humor comes from - he's been hanging with this lot for so long, he's lost touch some with the sane masses.
It's not my favorite class.
Well....guess I'll be going....need to find a blanket to snuggle under.
Driving home (from Belleville) I saw some amazing lightening. Straight streaks that shot horizontally right in front of me. Large, almost perfectly formed bolts from sky to sidewalk. The sky was continually lit up, and the cloud formations beyond the lightening were swirly and angry looking.
It reminded me of that round crystal-ball thing that has streaks of light and causes your hair to static up and stand on end if you touch it. But much larger...natch.
I love thunderstorms. Love them. They're great fodder for snuggling under blankets, the imminent danger is such a turn on.
On a side note, this particular professor is an odd duck. Every class he's attempted to bond with the class over a joke that involves saying the wrong thing to a rapist. He has worked in the prison system counseling sexual offenders, hard core fellers that really can never be on the streets again. I'm guessing that's where his warped sense of humor comes from - he's been hanging with this lot for so long, he's lost touch some with the sane masses.
It's not my favorite class.
Well....guess I'll be going....need to find a blanket to snuggle under.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Seriously, for a Monday....
...it was a helluva day. And on a Monday, too. Can you beat that?
That's me, above, being happy...
It was a really good day. I am surprised at how good I feel, about life in general.
Work was enjoyable. Uh huh!
Class let out early. Yeah!
I heard a U2 cover by Elbow on the way home. Right on!
And I am now home in my jammies, getting ready to unwind by reading my latest Forbes while listening to some Rilo Kiley (thanks again, KMac) and playing some wayward catch with my dog Oliver.
Am I just too damn cheery for ya? Well, tough shit. Yeah, I have my bad days. I had a whole string of them earlier this year. So when I have a good day, darn tootin' I'm going to shout it to the rafters.
Bring on the happy!!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Upcoming Concert
Viva Voce, a really good band that my friend Ken turned me onto, will be at the Firebird on Tuesday. Worth checking out - here's a sample:
Work It Out
I wrecked my back a bit due to a little too much working out, and some new moves. Throw in a not-so-great chair at work, and I've been in pain for the last few days.
I just got back from getting a half-hour trigger point massage at Massage Envy. My friend had a gift card that was about to expire and was kind enough to throw it my way.
What a great gift.
It was fantastic.
I feel so much better.
I don't usually get massages. Well, not professional ones anyway. I can't believe how much better I feel.
I went to the one in Webster Groves - great staff.
Go there, if you have some pain or just want to feel loosey-goosey.
I just got back from getting a half-hour trigger point massage at Massage Envy. My friend had a gift card that was about to expire and was kind enough to throw it my way.
What a great gift.
It was fantastic.
I feel so much better.
I don't usually get massages. Well, not professional ones anyway. I can't believe how much better I feel.
I went to the one in Webster Groves - great staff.
Go there, if you have some pain or just want to feel loosey-goosey.
Movie Review
Jeez Louise.
Inside surprised me. Completely. It is, by far, the goriest horror movie I've ever seen. It's also a very trippy, atmospheric movie.
The French seldom fail to entertain, and this little gem took gruesome to the limit.
The basic premise is that a widowed woman who's a day away from giving birth to her child is tormented by another woman. Tormented? Too light of a word. From the very first scene to the last, gore abounds. But it's not gratuitous gore.
There were some surprises along the way as well. The music and sound effects created just the right amount of anticipation and dread. There were points where I could not watch - my friend had to tell me what was happening, and then I would turn back to the screen feeling more prepared for what I was about to see.
It was scary, bold but not over the top. It played out in an interesting way - I don't want to give it away, but let me just say that this film makes the ordinary seem very disturbing. If you've seen "The Strangers", the "natural, anticlimactic" violence at the end is peppered throughout this movie. Very surreal.
If you are a horror fan, I would definitely recommend this movie. It's now in my top 10.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Key Ray Zee
My friend Kent called me yesterday. This was how the conversation went:
Me: "Hey you!"
Kent: "Riddle me this, K - on what day did a car catch fire and explode in the Delmar parking garage?"
Me: "Um, today?"
Kent: "Oh. My. God. 10 Monkeys."
You might be asking, what the hell is 10 Monkeys? We all know what 12 Monkeys is, that fine film with Brad Pitt sporting a kooky eyeball. But 10 Monkeys? Let me explain...
When Kent and I worked together, he and I came up with a rating system to describe situations that were spiraling, or already, out of control. Things like
- a teacher who came into the office one Friday morning wearing a prom dress (she's 30), last nights makeup and hairdo somewhat intact, smelling like granny powder.
- Our crazy boss's flat, square toes
- Our crazy boss's penchant for American Spirits on the fire escape, bitching about any one of her three employees, former one's also.
- Our crazy boss's "no time off for lunch" policy (Heil...)
Our system went something like this:
1 Monkey - weird, this doesn't seem normal, does it?
2 Monkeys - is this really happening?
3 Monkeys - Seriously now, when is this going to stop?
4 Monkeys - I think there needs to be an intervention...soon.
5 Monkeys - Um, this person's ten cents short of a dime.
6 Monkeys - Batshit - completely batshit.
7 Monkeys - Maybe we should lock our doors and put the phones on DND or call the authorities?
8 Monkeys - It's El Maguey time...bring on the extra large margarita. Two straws.
9 Monkeys - Oh. My. God.
10 Monkeys - I'm leaving. Now. You'll never see me again.
Shenanigans - an out-of-control situation beyond description. Call for a DQ cake with random themes and misspellings. Preferably chocolate.
The situation at the parking garage qualified as a 10 Monkey. If the exploding car had been Kent's, it would have been a definite Shenanigans.
Kent got home okay, but he smelled like he'd been standing in a bbq pit all afternoon.
I miss Kent. I've never laughed so much at work, every day. Didn't before, haven't since.
Me: "Hey you!"
Kent: "Riddle me this, K - on what day did a car catch fire and explode in the Delmar parking garage?"
Me: "Um, today?"
Kent: "Oh. My. God. 10 Monkeys."
You might be asking, what the hell is 10 Monkeys? We all know what 12 Monkeys is, that fine film with Brad Pitt sporting a kooky eyeball. But 10 Monkeys? Let me explain...
When Kent and I worked together, he and I came up with a rating system to describe situations that were spiraling, or already, out of control. Things like
- a teacher who came into the office one Friday morning wearing a prom dress (she's 30), last nights makeup and hairdo somewhat intact, smelling like granny powder.
- Our crazy boss's flat, square toes
- Our crazy boss's penchant for American Spirits on the fire escape, bitching about any one of her three employees, former one's also.
- Our crazy boss's "no time off for lunch" policy (Heil...)
Our system went something like this:
1 Monkey - weird, this doesn't seem normal, does it?
2 Monkeys - is this really happening?
3 Monkeys - Seriously now, when is this going to stop?
4 Monkeys - I think there needs to be an intervention...soon.
5 Monkeys - Um, this person's ten cents short of a dime.
6 Monkeys - Batshit - completely batshit.
7 Monkeys - Maybe we should lock our doors and put the phones on DND or call the authorities?
8 Monkeys - It's El Maguey time...bring on the extra large margarita. Two straws.
9 Monkeys - Oh. My. God.
10 Monkeys - I'm leaving. Now. You'll never see me again.
Shenanigans - an out-of-control situation beyond description. Call for a DQ cake with random themes and misspellings. Preferably chocolate.
The situation at the parking garage qualified as a 10 Monkey. If the exploding car had been Kent's, it would have been a definite Shenanigans.
Kent got home okay, but he smelled like he'd been standing in a bbq pit all afternoon.
I miss Kent. I've never laughed so much at work, every day. Didn't before, haven't since.
Total Eclipse of my Past
I love this!
"Total Eclipse Of The Heart" was on the playlist at my first hop, Jr. High circa 1983 (yup. just dated myself).
It was so romantical. Slow dancing with scrawny boys in our socks. Rocking out to "Cum On Feel The Noize". Big hair, Madonna bracelets and neon.
I've said too much. Enjoy this video.
"Total Eclipse Of The Heart" was on the playlist at my first hop, Jr. High circa 1983 (yup. just dated myself).
It was so romantical. Slow dancing with scrawny boys in our socks. Rocking out to "Cum On Feel The Noize". Big hair, Madonna bracelets and neon.
I've said too much. Enjoy this video.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Come ON!!
I'm feeling like Carlton from the Fresh Prince...a little behind the times and snap-dancy.
I went to class tonight after work. I was ready Freddy - had my #2's sharpened, my college-ruled paper pressed - it was on. Wait. Scratch that. I went to my CLASSROOM tonight after work. My actual class doesn't start for another week. Yup, I'm OuttaSync. I'm so far from being NSync you can call me Nick Lachey.
I've 90's pop culture on the brain. Yes, I'm available for trivia nights.
So what am I going to do with four more free nights this week? More kickboxing. Thing is, I really have no frustration I'm unleashing onto the poor, unsuspecting bags. It's just pure fun.
I will also be interviewing my friend Eammon's band about their second album dropping. Check out their blog here, and their MySpace here.
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