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Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

Subject:in 2 days...
Time:1:44 pm.
the time has come:
This Thursday, May 3rd
Mac's Bar
doors @5, bands at 6
so get there early!

ONLY CRIME is the punk rock supergroup containing ex or current members of:
-The Descendents
-Black Flag
-The Loved Ones
-Good Riddance
...and very very rarely tours. Lansing is the only Michigan date, so let's prove we can still host shows like this.

If that wasn't enough, throw in
No Trigger (Strike Anywhere/Rise Against-ish, on NITRO Records)
Flint's The Swellers
and Lansing's punk rock Cirque de So'lame the Cartridge Family

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Thursday, April 19th, 2007

Subject:Weekend fun...
Time:2:05 pm.
--Sunday night, CAVALCADE will be at the Panopticon (131 N. Hayford) along with a barbeque, for which the weather is supposed to be fantastic:
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Also, Lansing events of interest for tonight, Friday & Saturday:

tCF plays tonight at Mac's at 6:45pm sharp,

Then Hamtramck where we play Smalls at 9:30pm
(first Detroit show since last Fall)

This weekend:

Brad gets to show off his metallic left brain/right brain--

--Tonight 10pm-2AM, on 88.9, the Impact (if you're in range of MSU's radio station) with his death-metal band, Genocya

--Friday night (tomorrow), Genocya goes on at Mac's in Lansing at about 11pm

--Saturday night (unrelated to Brad but you should still go), our good friends and label-mates in Hell or Highwater play Replay Entertainment Exchange in Lansing at 8pm
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Wednesday, April 4th, 2007

Subject:I'm excited about this!!!
Time:11:59 am.
Mood: anxious.
Cavalcade is playing an early, all-ages Russian Circles show at Mac's tomorrow with our new lineup!!!

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From Allmusic.com:
Russian Circles are a heavy rock instrumental trio from Chicago, and Enter is their debut long-player. Comparisons to Pelican and Isis have been tiresome at best — and inaccurate at worst — as RC differ in key ways. The construction of their tunes is more intricate, not reliant as much on the heavy riff and the elegant phrase — though it's not quite as delicate as Explosions in the Sky or Growing, either. On the opener, "Carpe," it's easy to hear that there's a lot happening. Guitarist Mike Sullivan and bassist Colin DeKuiper engage in musical counterpoint, which is not knotty math rock, either — dynamic ranges are not built as much as employed in each section of the tune. Repetition between three-note vamps is present, but only as a grounding point. Drummer Dave Turncrantz has both great responsibility and great freedom. The tune crunches, folds back on itself, and then comes out on the other side with an entirely new musical statement to make, carrying just a hint of its origin. What's amazing is that this happens in each of this platter's six longish tracks. The placement and arrangement of the drama and flow within dynamic ranges make these tunes feel like songs, complete with bridges, crescendos, and intros and outros. "Micah" is another example. The cut begins to build on its fairly simple melodic fragment quite quickly, and then, as the three high strings are meandered upon by Sullivan, he tosses in a set of lines that are more intricate and winding, as DeKuiper moves him toward something else, something foreshadowed but not articulated, almost departing the rhythm section. Turncrantz's drums hint at what's coming: the cut explodes into raucous glorious heaviness and just as quickly eases back from the sonic abyss. This is not some kind of Godspeed You Black Emperor! trip. This also doesn't mean that Russian Circles are incapable of roaring into metallic frenzies (check out "Death Rides a Horse"); they most certainly are, complete with knotty stop-and-start-on-a-dime pyrotechnics. While there isn't a weak cut here, and each becomes part of some musical journey into tight, constructed yet somehow sprawling rock, there is vulnerability amid the heaviness and noise. It's like a form of instrumental poetry, woven, articulated slowly and deliberately, and all designed to take you "there," wherever your particular "there" is. The buzz on this band in Chicago has been big and it's easy to see why. Enter is a very impressive debut.

To hold you over until then, here is a pic of local artist Craig Horky at the press conference announcing the show:
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Thursday, March 29th, 2007

Subject:Red, Blue, where are you tonight...
Time:1:55 am.
Mood: calm.
I was talking to Ozzie the other day about how every guy seems to go through this period where they are fucking annoying as shit, somewhere in the vicinity of mid-30's through late 40's (kind of like your teenage years revisited as in, it's a time you think you have it all figured out, but you really don't realize that you don't know as much as you thought you did until later). Pretty much all of the guys I know that were in that age-range (and had kids at some point) hold by our theory. They get with the program again when they once again achieve some sort of peace of mind around age 50 when they let it all go. I don't know what it is, and I know it's a good number of years away for me, but I'm not interested in going through it myself. If anyone has any tips short of offing myself, let me know. In the meantime, I will just enjoy today.
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Tuesday, March 27th, 2007

Subject:Ripping off bass lines from the Scissor Sisters...
Time:4:28 pm.
Every day at the end of work, my head feels like a zit that's about to pop.

I need to simplify things, but I'm not entirely sure how to do that without compromising everything I've worked for.

It's been months since my last real post, but that's where I'm at. I'm picking this LJ thing back up.
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Friday, September 15th, 2006

Subject:Who's gonna' pick you up, and take you home tonight...
Time:1:27 pm.
Mood: hungry.
Stolen from the Zach's & Will:

1. Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work?
Nah, I just do it for the buzz.

2. Have you ever puked at a bar or club?
Yeah. And I tipped the guy who ended up having to clean it up too.

3. What's the largest age difference between yourself and someone you have dated?
Had to be that summer I dated my way through the youth soccer team I coached. Crazy!

4. Have you ever dated someone you met online?
Usually we just hook up in the Taco Bell parking lot.

5. Have you ever smoked pot at a concert?
Can't say that I have.

6. Have you ever dated/fooled around with a coworker?
I should hope not, I work mostly with starchy middle-aged dudes.

7. If so, how did that turn out?
That would be a front-page-of-the-Free-Press level scandal, I imagine.

8. Ever been involved in a hit & run?
Are we talking cars or are we using the parlance of Paula Abdul circa: "Straight Up"?

9. Were you popular in high school?
First 2.5 years, no, then the last year and a half, I was obscenely popular. I think that might have been right around the time I brought alternative to Morenci and invented chewing gum.

10. Have you ever been on a blind date?
Kind of. I was in a chat room when I was 16 and this girl said she was from Toledo, so we met at the Cooker. I felt equally rebellious and lame.

11. Are looks important?
Depends on who's looking.

12. Do you have any friends that you've known for 10 years or more??
Yeah. Due to our pathetic inability to make new friends, we all just moved to the same town and down the street from each other.

13. By what age would you like to be married?

14. Does the number of people a person's slept with affect your view of them?
No, visual obstructions affect my view of thems.

15. Have you ever sacrificed yourself so your friend can get in good with a person of the opposite sex?
Nah, most of my sacrafices are not made to God of sloppy bar hook-ups.

16. Have you ever drank milk that was past the expiration date?
I prefer to think of it as eating cottage cheese.

17.have you ever made a mistake?
This survey comes to mind.

18. Are you a good tipper?
Definitely. Service employees are nature's panhandlers.

19. What's the most you have spent for a haircut?
Ugh, I got my hair cut at the Union for like $20 when I first came to college and it looked like I had a persian cat on my head. I cut my own hair now.

20. Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?
Where have you gone Mrs. Robinson?

21. Do you know all the words to the first verse of Ice ice Baby?
Lemme think. Yeah, for the most part.

22. Have you ever had crispy bangs?
I don't care for breakfast cereal.

23. Have you ever shaved off your eyelashes?
No, but I might for Halloween. I'm going as 'Powder'

24. What was the worst hairstyle of the 80's?
I'm leaving Zach's answer: "That's like asking what the worst death at Auschwitz was, you know?"

25. Have you ever peed in public?
Between two parked cars, on a well lit street. (Any short music for short people fans out there?)

Strange Questions Survey

1. What is the middle name of the first person you ever slept with?
Patrice. Which I can now only associate with a fat, black comedian who isn't even remotely funny thanks to Patrice O'Neal.

2. What kind of underwear are you wearing and what color?
A neon orange bannana hammock w/ half of a blue plush shark sewn on the front so he looks like he is jumping forth from my groin (that would be a lot more exciting than these tartan plaid boxers)

3. What is the song you want played at your funeral?
Rock n' Roll pt. III by Gary Glitter (he's writing the sequel to Rock n' Roll pt. II for my funeral)

4. Would you tell your parents if you're gay?
Meh, just like any other person I'm dating, they'll find out when I show up with them to Thanksgiving.

5. What would your last meal be before getting executed?
It'd be a toss up between curried chicken and rice or napalm in order to avoid giving those bastards the pleasure.

6. Beatles or Stones?
Beatles for an album. Stones for singles.

7. If you had to pick one person on earth who should die, who?
I think I've actually done that accidentally a couple of times. I'm not gonna' tempt fate here.

8. Beer, wine or hard liquor?

9. Do you have any phobias?

10. What are your plans for the future?
Move back to Morenci and pass out in a puddle of corn whiskey behind the Village Inn.

12. Do you walk around the house naked?
Only when someone steals my towel.

13. How many drinks does it take to get you drunk?
Depends on what's in my sippy-cup.

14. Where is your best friend?
Probably about 10 miles down there road, wearing a tie and wasting space like me.

15. Hair color you like on someone you're dating?
My girl's hair changes color like a mood ring. I must say, that I definitely enjoy the variety.

16. Would you rather be blind or deaf?
blind, by a mile. Haha, last person I heard asked this question said, "man, that's some Anne Frank, shit." (I think he was going for Helen Keller)

17. Do you have any special talents?
I've learned how to cry in perfect silence.

20. Favorite hateful thing to do to someone?
Make love to them.

21. First movie you can remember seeing as a kid?
Hm...Labyrinth? Poltergiest? Godzilla? They were all around the same time and I can't remember what was first.

22. What do you do as soon as you walk in the house?
Insult Nala.

25. Do you like horror or comedy?
Horrrrror, gore, dark comedy. This can all go hand-in-hand.

Have you seen me on a milk carton lately?

27. WTF??? Where did 27 go? How about I add one? Name your favorite thing.
Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens.

28. If you weren't straight, what person of the same sex would you do?
Aron Lozo's voice. (just realizing that Aaron Lozo may read this...how embarrassing. I love your voice dude. What can I say?)

29. Where do you want to live when you are old?
Too late.

30. Who is the person you can count on most?
Too close to call between Brad VanStaveren and Sean Elowski.

31. If you could date any celebrity past or present, who would it be?
Hm. It'd be a toss-up between early 60's Grace Slick, late 90's Katie Holmes and 'Secretary'-era Maggie Gyllenhal.

32. Where was your first kiss with your current significant other?
In my room, under the N.W.A. poster, right after getting kicked out of the Temple Club after the last Punks vs. Pokes show. That all sounds a lot more rebellious in retrospect than it probably was in actuality.

33. Favorite drinking game?
The one where I impress friends and onlookers by pounding a gallon of milk in one sitting.

34. What did you dream last night?
I vaguely remember Nas being involved somehow.

35. What is your favorite sport to watch?
Olympic curling followed closely by basketball on TV and baseball in person.
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Monday, September 11th, 2006

Subject:Shiny, bald, militant, head like Lou Gosset
Time:2:26 pm.
Mood: giddy.
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...I'm apparently on their mailing list now? Monday nights start tonight!!!

2. The Litter Box is sweet. Many, many, many triumphant pictures of unbridled fun are on the way.
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Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

Subject:Following Dan and Zach's example will get you here:
Time:7:00 pm.
Mood: amused.

Two things:
1) I find it incredibly humorous that the only picture in my computer that it could process was this particular attempt at trying to capture rock bottom. Considering that fact, I look thrilled with my "celebrities."
2) The one that really didn't surprise me was Haile Selassie. I mean, just the other day, I was at Flapjacks and this lady comes up and starts referring to me as her "imperial majesty." Then we had that whole awkward moment where I had to stop her and say, "this is so embarrassing, but..."
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Tuesday, August 8th, 2006

Subject:I love Whitney Houston, En Vogue and Toni Braxton
Time:11:07 am.
Mood: frustrated.
Todd Karinen (formerly of Gaytar/currently of McKultra Culkin) puts on noisey shows the 2nd Tuesday of every month in the Temple Club's Red Light Lounge.

Tonight, Woa, Hey, Whatthefuck!?! in a somewhat reconfigured fashion.

Rob is moving to Detroit so come share a general dissatisfaction for the status quo with and us before he's not around as much.

9:30pm, $5
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Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

Subject:tCF at Mac's TOMORROW (Wednesday)
Time:4:41 pm.
Yeah. 2 more cool shows at Mac's left. We're playing one of them tomorrow. Check it out...

...we have big stuff brewing...so, more on that later though...
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Wednesday, July 12th, 2006

Subject:I've got to build up from the inside
Time:1:26 pm.
Mood: confused.
It seems like lately I have so much to say in the mornings. By the time I get around to actually having a moment to sum them up, they're just not there anymore.

Never before have I felt like so much of a different person in the morning, afternoon, evening and night. I can't tell if this is becoming a problem, though I am sure (as any temperment seems to be with me) it is only temporary. It might just be the fasting though. This morning brings the projectile vomitting count up to 3, but it's funnier than it is gross...since it's just water. I really want this. heh.


Also, the end of my article on Uncle Sam's Record Emporium in the City Pulse this week seems to have gotten cut off with no continuation. I went to check and see if that happened on the Pulse's website as well, however it was apparently </i>"hijacked by an offshore hacking group"</i>? If you're interested (and if you buy music, you should be, the place is amazing), here it is in its full/original version which makes a bit more sense:


Bullet Train to Vegas in-store acoustic performance/meet n’ greet
Uncle Sam’s Record Emporium, 100 E. Grand River, Lansing, MI 48906
Tuesday, July 18th 6PM

Bullet Train to Vegas (full live set)
Gone Wired Café, Tuesday July 18th, 8:30PM
2021 East Michigan Ave, Lansing, MI 48912
wsg Cavalcade, Shoelace, and Young Bison

“What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?”

The memorable quote above, uttered by broken-hearted record store owner, Rob Gordon, a character played by John Cusack in the cult movie favorite High Fidelity, not only poses an interesting question, but also frames the collective consciousness of Ryan Horky and Sam Makula, the arms and legs behind Uncle Sam’s Record Emporium in Lansing’s Old Town district. It’s not unusual to catch entertainers subconsciously revealing their influences in conversation; however it is rarer to catch business owners referencing movies and albums influencing the ideas behind their work.

The new record store, already open in a limited capacity (the grand opening is yet to be scheduled at time of print), was born out of a labor of love for Horky, Sam Makula and third parter, Dennis Makula (Sam’s father), who still works his day-job at a bank about 90 miles from the store. “Denny always appreciated a lot of music and would go to concerts with us,” remembers Horky of his friend and business partner. “He always dreamed of opening a record store of his own but he ended up progressing in his career and never got the chance to do it.” Enter Horky and the younger Makula. “We had each gone through a very difficult 2005 and it seemed the only constant was playing and listening to music,” recalls Horky who also plays drums for local bands the Cartridge Family and the Ryans. “Denny came to us with the idea of opening a record store and after careful consideration, we decided to go for it.

Though its recent growth is impressive, Lansing’s Old Town district is still on the mend and doesn’t exactly have a reputation as a can’t-miss site for new businesses. Considering the location and Horky and the Makulas relative inexperience as entrepreneurs, the Uncle Sam’s crew knows it will have to develop a record store that can be to music geeks what the neighboring Elderly Instruments has become to, well….music geeks. “We’ve already gotten a lot of foot traffic from Eldery,” notes Horky. “We hope to be able to follow in Elderly’s footsteps and stay competitive due sheer volume, selection, organization and ability to track down, literally, anything anyone wants.” The volume side of competition shouldn’t be an issue; the building in which Uncle Sam’s resides gives the business an infrastructure to hold the most extensive selection this area has seen since Tower Records in East Lansing folded.

On the heels of yet another local record store closing (Wazoo in East Lansing), the first time owners know they’re going to have to be creative to garner the interest of a market that has been somewhat sapped by technological advances. The store is already on the right track, in this respect, having scored an in-store acoustic performance/meet and greet with San Diego’s Bullet Train to Vegas, a band that is touring on its critically acclaimed debut album for Nitro Records (a label owned/operated by Dexter Holland of the Offspring). “We noticed that they were playing an evening show at Gone Wired Café on Tuesday, the 18th, so we made some calls and were able to set it up,” says Horky adding that he and the younger Makula hoped they could create some excitement in the area with events that Lansing isn’t often treated to such as in-store appearances. Due to the owners’ connection to the local music scene, they might have a slight advantage on the average shop in this respect.

Seemingly confident that Uncle Sam’s will offer something that no local record store (past or present) has been able to offer, Horky recounts the story of one his good friends’ reaction to the news that he would be opening such a store. “He asked me if we planned on selling drugs or guns out of the back,” Horky chuckles. “He said the only successful record stores he knew of were the ones dealing contraband under the table.” Horky says that rather than black market-fare, the store hopes to make its name on nothing more than the most extensive collection rock, punk, blues, jazz, psychedelia, pop, metal, polka, noise hip-hop, reggae, local, world, and electronic music that Michigan has to offer in the form of CD’s, DVDs, vinyl records (Horky notes that the store is getting a shipment of 78’s, 45’s and 33’s this week that includes records dating all the way back to the 1930’s), cassettes and any other format that conveys entertainment through bonded molecules of some sort. It’s not all safe though, as the High Fidelity quote suggests, the Uncle Sam’s crew plans on peddling something much more dangerous than weapons or illegal substances: the sweet misery than only pop music can deliver.
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Tuesday, July 11th, 2006

Time:6:22 pm.
Mood: excited.
I'm excited about this:

Tuesday, July 18th (one week from today) at 8pm
Gone Wired Café
(follow photo links for mp3s)
--San Diego’s monsters of jagged, shrapnel-biting punk rock on none other than NITRO records

--Cough syrupy expirimentation and heaviness from the creators of ‘the Cartridge Family’

--Lansing’s professionals at “getting’ it started, in here”

Young Bison
--Lansing newcomers who write really, really good songs and utilize more instruments than the box they passed out in kindergarten…not to be missed

Be Sure to check out the Bullet Train to Vegas guys doing an in-store at the newly opened (sorta’) Uncle Sam’s Record Emporium at 6pm, before the show.
Uncle Sam’s is in Old Town and is localed at the corner of Washington and Grand River (100 E. Grand River)
Check them out if you get a chance:
Young Bison
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Wednesday, July 5th, 2006

Time:11:26 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
Last 4th was the worst ever, this one was the best ever…..

..…that crew, the one that Steve represented, was always more of the steak and onions, big cigars, politically incorrect type.

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Things I miss:

Making instead of watching/consuming.


--Apparently I don’t miss much, and those things are easily remedied. So yeah, I’m on it!
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Monday, June 19th, 2006

Subject:This generation needs a Len Bias...
Time:5:04 pm.
Mood: blank.
So I went to this big, all-day concert festival this weekend. During the last band at about 11pm, I was standing in the back, simultaneously watching the band and the crew by the soundboard that had spent the whole day putting on the event...

...they were joking around, celebrating and drinking beers as they had almost reached the end of an event, well-done. It was as entertaining/wholesome/heartwarming as anything.

I felt like I would have been infinitely more comfortable on stage playing or back there with them than as a spectator.


Len Bias scared a percentage of his generation off of various nefarious practices. It seems like nothing has hit home with people quite that same way lately.

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Thursday, May 4th, 2006

Subject:I ain't got it all and that means I'm barely home
Time:11:58 pm.
I know that I painted you a prettier picture, baby
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Tuesday, February 7th, 2006

Subject:Great Lakes! I don't need no great escapes...
Time:4:15 pm.
Mood: dizzy still.
Did you ever wonder why people only seem to care about the infinite nature of the universe or life's meaning when they are somehow altered or of such a ridiculous level of intillect that they are unable to enjoy any simple nuances of life?

A gross generalization, perhaps, but it seems to me, none of this will come to pass in our time. If a discovery is made alone in the forest, is it really made at all?

I'd much rather study the ins and outs of the human brain and it's pesky nature...

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Friday, January 27th, 2006

Subject:wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes, I want you to see me for the 1st time...
Time:10:52 am.
Mood: easy like a Sunday morn'.
Out of commission for a couple weeks with the flu and being really busy.

Since last time we met, I added a shipwreck to my home piece:
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credits: the lovely Rusty, for the artwork and the slightly less lovely, but still pretty bad-ass Mikey Vigilante for the ink...
Oh! and these unfortunate souls for the inspiration.

I also finally came up with a better explanation for my hesitancy toward anything on my life side (better than the token "I hate symmetry" excuse I often toss out for the sake of absurdity). Metaphorically speaking, I think it is wise to use one side to document my past and leave one side a blank slate as to be open to the future.

I don't think I have any terribly strong long-term plans at this point in my life. The only things I had planned out for me are done, so it's all choose-your-own-adventure at this point. That's pretty exciting when I actually think about it.


Other than that, the most exciting revelation in my life over the past two weeks is that I, as more of a lark than anything, sent some Cartridge Family .mpegs to Ron Artest's label, Tru Warier, a while back when I first heard about it and I got a request for more .mpegs this week. For what it's worth, it kinda' makes sense.
I'm not expecting anything and I'm totally happy doing our shit myself, so not having to feel that pressure, yet being open to anything is already paying off.


Recently, the City Pulse tapped me to do a story on the "new Mac's" and made me feel like they kind of wanted me to write it in a way that didn't particularly characterize how I actually felt about the direction of Mac's as a venue.
The story actually ended up being one of my best writings in long time (I believe so, at least) because I managed to encapsulate my Editors' take that Paul Fata is a great bar manager and Mac's will benefit with a dose of him as well as my take that Paul Fata has no sense of what Mac's has meant to a great deal of its patrons over last 3 years and is, essentially, turning the venue's proverbial back to them.
Not everyone is a local culture geek like me, but I know there are a few on my friends list that are and will really appreciate this, so I'm going to provide the full-story, unedited, under the cut in case the Pulse decides not to run it next Wednesday (or runs a severely castrated version of it).

Why you will see more 'bar bands' at Macs and more original bands taking initiative to find all-ages basements, cafe's and halls to play around Lansing in the near future...Collapse )
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Monday, January 9th, 2006

Subject:dddddddddddddddddddddduuuuuuuuuuuuuuu mmmmmmmmmmbstuff
Time:10:32 am.
The Pink Razors from Richmond, VA are sweet.

Oneida is especially good to listen to when you're sick and zoned out on cold medicine.

Skelletones is fucking huge now.

I'm pretty sure Craig is playing bass in Cavalcade as of this past Sunday. He is also living on my couch for the time being.
(this reminds me, Josh, I would like to talk to you soon)

Erin is deceptively amusing on multiple levels. Most notably, her penchance for drawing Gary Glitter.

Is there a more amusing and mysterious character in pop culture than Gary Glitter?

Gone Wired and Magdalena's are insanely untapped potential at the moment...not to mention, on my block.

The Eastside neighborhood of Lansing that I live in gets infinitely cooler every day...well, minus the serial arsonist.

I just sold two Alkaline Trio records for a grand total of nearly $150 on eBay. I have the music on celluloid anyways, and I need the scratch at the moment. Kids are seriously insane.

I hope to be attending the ULTIMATE FISHING SHOW (that's bolded because it is on the ticket which is of a $9 value) at the Novi Expo Center either Thursday or Friday with one Mr. John Krohn. I have an assload of free passes to this, so if you have an even remote interest in fishing, and/or myself and John Krohn, you should, you know, "get at me."

As per my Christmas gift, I will be adding an inked artistic rendering of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald to the Michigan folklore cluttering my right arm next Monday.

Also, this weekend, the Bomb's 'Indecision' skyrocketed itself to the very top of my list of favorite albums of 2005...a list that would probably also include (in no particular order):
Smoke or Fire -- 'above the city' (this year's version of Challenger's 'Give the People What they Want in Lethal Doses last year...instant gratification, not a whole lot of depth)
Trail of the Dead -- 'world's apart' (losing all music geek credibility for enjoying this "as an album" more than Source Tags & Codes)
Prodigal Sunn -- 'the Return of the Prodigal Sunn'
Hell or Highwater -- 'dichotomy of the damned' (say I'm biased all you want, but it's fucking great)
LaSalle -- 'expedition songs'
Om -- 'variations on a theme'
Pelican -- 'the fire in our throats will beckon the thaw'
Sufjan Stevens -- 'illinois'
the Blackout Pact -- 'hello sailor'
the Gibbons -- 'hope, inc' (the best smart/catchy punk rock album I heard all year...my top Michigan album of the year and probably top overall)
I probably forgot some, but those are 10+1 albums from 2005 definitely worth owning if you find that your musical tastes are even remotely similar to mine.
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Friday, January 6th, 2006

Time:9:53 am.
Mood: determined.
I was marveling at how I've managed to be so incredibly procuctive this week, while taking just enough time for leisure to keep my head straight...

...then I got on here and saw how much further along every other band, writer and label under the sun is. I know I blow this out of proportion and get wayyyy too paranoid, but I hate feeling like the vehicle I'm driving is getting lapped by upstarts. It's cool though, I guess. That's what keeps it fresh, exciting and different every time. That's why a week I think I worked really hard will be followed up by one where I work twice as hard. Motherfucker.
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Monday, November 28th, 2005

Time:2:58 pm.
Mood: calm.
It was strangely relaxing, albeit, twisted little Holiday break.

Kubrick did a good job of keeping my focus off of the obvious missing element at Thanksgiving with such misguided, but painfully cute antics such as trying to steal the tennis balls off of my elderly Uncle Frank's walker...
I was too distracted to feel the bite 'til Saturday night. I appreciated the company more than you'll ever know.

I watched a LOT of movies over this time as well. Every other one made me think. It's weird when you re-watch a movie that you haven't seen in years and you realize it was a cautionary tale toward a certain message when you somehow remembered it glorifying that message the first time you watched it.


This Txgiving weekend was spent being equally thankful of these elements:

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Death comes to those who oppose
Knocking at the door, holding a rose
In plain clothes with a face that’s ice cold
You can lock your windows
But still I come in when the wind blows
Come in slow, suddenly your eyes close
Then your body sets through your soul
It rose
Turn into a black crow and fly into the eternal night
That’s when I also take flight
I turn into a great falcon
With mighty wings, when they flap, they move mountains
I leap on your back, like a wild fucking monkey
Eyes are blood shot red with a growling tummy
Beat your fucking back out like a gorilla
When I was tore I figured my way out from a house of mirrors
I show up to a recording session with no facial expression
I'm just there like I crept in
Escape through the east gate, return through the west ends
When the sun sets, I'm like the Westerns
Beneath the moon light and the Crescent
I have a stance, that's strong
When I perform
I transform, into a sandstorm
Leaving one third of the land torn
I'm like mice, I react strange
I’m like a terratrane, I react crazy when the weathers change
Then the father of a hurricane
Handcuff pain
I whip tornados with iron chains
I make volcanoes scream out my name


I look outside and it's pouring rain, I have to get two blocks but I don't have a coat or umbrella.
I imagine I won't get wet
It's raining cats and dogs but every drop seems like it's missing me, somehow...
I've got to be imagining this...
The object of this trip spots me and says:
"How did you manage not to get wet on the way over here?"
They were really missing me?
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