Friday, August 31, 2007

Prisoner

Whoa oh prisoner
My pretty oh oh prisoner
A black ocean is the sky above
Tiny lights bob what star you from
Trapped in material plane
She wants to fly and they think she's insane
But she knows what she know
Give that girl wings and that's all she wrote

Twilight zone twilight zone I'm
Floating in the dark alone and
Is there any love out here let me know

A laser lights the top of my dome
Then through my body As if Scotty's
Beaming up a wayward soul
Mutant races in an ancient universe
Dark shadows humans rhymin' in a reggae verse
It's gone if you blink
I can see it as soon as you think it
Dancehalls crystal balls
On sidewalk malls
Psychic people outdoors reading palms
I believe that you know more
To survive the dimension is four
oh oh prisoner
my pretty oh oh prisoner
Look at the way she's searching
Trapped in a world that's hurting
So bad it makes her cry
But i won't let her say goodbye
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Didn't get that job I wanted/needed.
My department got our official move date for when we're all being moved over to the craphole of a death sentence. Oct 5th. Can you tell I'm not very excited about it? Because I'm not. My department has essentially been 'blacklisted' from any decent positions within the region, to make sure none of us escape the move or get any job that isn't processing. Feel a little lost, like, what the hell am I doing at this insurance company? I can't get into any of the cool/important/not-pissant positions from where I'm at, so... what now? Do I quit and do something else for a while, then apply to those positions while NOT listing processing as a reference? I need to look into luthier school or something. I don't know. I'm just having one of those weeks. I don't get depressed very often, and I hate it. Nothing like realizing you made more money waiting tables 25 hours a week than you do at your corporate job working 38.75 hours.
Maybe I should take a hint from Ben Folds and think about the Army.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

The Sorting

This didn't fit into my sidebar, so its becoming a post. For those of you readers who read Harry Potter, you already know this drill. The sorting hat divides the first-year students into one of four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has a certain set of character traits the students in it display. It was recently sorted online, and the result was exactly the same as I'd guessed I'd be before on several occasions.
Ravenclaw!

Sort me!

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Bad Idea = your first YouTube comment

YouTube is arguably one of the 'coolest' things on the planet right now, and I'll admit that I'm known to frequent its URL fairly often. Religiously, even. The sheer amount of stuff that's on there is in itself fairly amusing. Every single thing you could ever want or not want to see is on there. From 'Me Snuggling with Whiskers_homevideo.mpeg' to 'Thundercats - entire season 1'; 'My Own Personal Talk Show with Myself' to 'Instructional video - How to correctly shave your cat.' (Don't ask me, man. For some reason, YouTube seems to have an unusual number of videos dealing with cats.)
However, as much as I enjoy the videos on YouTube, the comments section is a dark and murky cesspool. Your first step into the muck pulls you in, as you read your first comment. Then you're sunk.
"That could be the dumbest shit I've ever read....
I must read on."
In every string of comments it's impossible to discern any order of newest to oldest, but that doesn't seem to stop the constant stream of hate, bad grammar, and ignorance. Sprinkled with a few genuine, 'good job, I liked that one.' Those people get ripped to shreds by the others, never to leave another positive comment again.
I know that you're tempted now to go directly to YouTube and whip up your favorite Spice Girls vid and read the first comment below but DON'T! Trust me, I'm doing you a favor.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Band of Gypsies

My last post was the 100th post on this blog! Yeah! Milestones.

Listening alot to the Band of Gypsies lately. This is EASILY Hendrix's best guitar work, and you can hear how much he enjoys this band. (Yes, you Hendrix buffs, Bold As Love is his best work as an artist/singer/songwriter, but BoG is a completely different band.) The story goes that Jimi was really struggling with his fanbase (mostly younger white college kids) and really wanted to form an all-black band. After the Experience broke up, he joined up with Billy Cox and Buddy Miles to form the Band of Gypsies. This set up was completely different than The Jimi Hendrix Experience, and was much more focused on freestyle jamming and instrumental work with fewer lyrics if any, while some just had 3-4 lines repeated and improv-ed upon. Buddy Miles helps Jimi with vocals on most of the songs. I dig on Hendrix, not just because he played blues-based rock, but because just like me, he could neither read or write music.

The Fillmore East show that was recorded on the Band of Gypsies album showcased one of the 4 shows played there that weekend. After the amazing show, fans went nuts and studio execs got worried. My favorite tracks are Who Knows, Machine Gun, and Power to Love.

The facts are this; the next set, Jimi couldn't play anything, the whole band struggled and couldn't pull anything together, Jimi apologized, weeping, and walked off stage. Friends and spectators all agree that Jimi was most definately on something, and the long standing rumor was that several people witnessed an exec (i forget his name) giving Jimi TWO tabs of acid just before the show, hoping to ruin the Band of Gypsies for the more lucrative Experience.

Either way, the Band of Gypsies disbanded, and the Experience was reformed. Not long after, Jimi was staying with his girlfriend and had a big show the next day so he took sleeping pills and went to sleep. In the night, he had thrown up and suffocated on his own vomit. A lot of people think that Hendrix overdosed on drugs due to his reputation, but that isn't the case. Jimi had written lyrics the night before he died and they were found on the table next to the bed.
"The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye
The story of love is hello and goodbye
Until we meet again"

Monday, August 27, 2007

Vendo-land Blues

Nothing starts off a Monday right like getting screwed by the vending machine at 9am.

Me: "Hm, lets see, I'm tired and irritable, maybe an AMP'd Mt. Dew is in order. I'll just put my money in and put this button."
Pop Machine: "VENDING.... VENDING.... VENDING..."
Me: "It shouldn't take this long, Mr. Vending Machine... Is this how you do business, Hey! You're not 'vending' anymore. But I don't see my drink."
Pop Machine: "NO. AND I'M KEEPING YOUR TWO DOLLARS."
Me: "But... but, that's not how this is supposed to work, I give you money, you give me my taurine induced work seizure in a can. We've done this before."
Pop Machine: "TRUE, BUT I CAN SEE YOU'RE IN A BAD MOOD AND I FIGURED THIS MIGHT BE THE LAST STRAW FOR YOU. THERE'S A STACK OF PAPER OVER THERE, GO FALL IN IT, MAYBE YOU'LL GET CUT PRETTY BAD."
Me: "I hate Mondays."

Music Musings:
I've been listening to a ton of Tegan and Sara - The Con lately. Also Deathcab for Cutie and The Postal Service. Which is interesting, considering the electonica/keyboards/snyths are all done by the same guy; Chris Walla. He does cool stuff. Check him out. Another collaborator on the new Tegan and Sara album is Kaki King. I've been a fan since seeing her play at the M-Shop in college 2-3 times. Doesn't sing much (sometimes not at all) but she can play guitar like you've never seen. Seriously, she plays it like a drum, like a lap slide, like an open tuning, loops audio clips of herself, and does bluegrass fingerpicking pretty much all at the same time. She plays an instrument called a Kotar (a cross between a guitar and a koto) in some of the songs off The Con. Sounds japanese, you'll hear it.

Kaki King:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SMQ2yNYQ_Z0
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wsFeXWc82Y

Sunday, August 12, 2007

The first build's new home

Roscommon had a great idea a few weeks ago; 'have the people you sell your guitar projects to take a picture of themselves playing it, then reference it with a map.' I've only sold the one build thus far, but I have 3 emails and messages from people asking when the next one will be ready. Guess I should think about starting the next one. I'm thinking about maybe trying to build two at the same time. We'll see. Not alot of capital at the moment.
My first build was the John Mayer black relic replica, turned out pretty well, and sounded amazing. It was sold a few weeks ago to a guy off of one of the message boards I frequent. He was from the U.K. The work of my hands is now being played in Shoeburyness, England. Mark it on the map, boys!
Here's the pics the guy kindly supplied me with and a quote from one of his emails to me. Nice guy.
"Had a great rehearsal yesterday with the band in a studio / rehearsal room, got to take the relic down there and really see what she can do....It sounded amazing, those pickups were really giving me a great tone, the guys down there were all commenting on my tone that session :)"