warning: you'll never get these minutes back.
enjoy.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Sunday, December 02, 2007
ball talk
baseball's annual winter meetings begin tomorrow morning in nashville and im in the mood to talk a little baseball... with healy in korea and me living with 2 females now, i dont get to talk a lot of ball these days, so im gonna use this as a bit of an outlet...
first, with all the big news pretty much already non-news (torre to the dodgers, a-rod back to the yanks, hunter to the angels), and the free agent pool sporting a sign that reads "NO DIVING IN THE SHALLOW END!!", it seems all the good action this winter will be coming in the form of trades.. and with some top quality players on small market teams heading into their free agent/arbitration years, you can bet there's gonna be at least a couple big moves.
a message for wayne krivsky
as far as my cincinnati reds go, i like what they've done so far getting dusty and signing cordero, and i think we're in a great position and with one or 2 more key moves we could be set up to compete for a long while. you listening, wayne? we could have the next big red machine on our hands here, its up to you not to fuck it up. you do, and we could be screwed for another half decade. i say go with the youth movement. phillips, hamilton, votto, cantu, encarnacion, bruce.. this is the makings of a tough, powerful, young line-up. what does that mean? good-bye dunn, freel, hatteberg, griffey.. hello pitching. a package including some of those guys should net them a bonafide #3 starter to compliment harang and arroyo, and sit in front of homer bailey who should blossom over the next few years in the 4 spot. i think freel and dunn have to go to make room for the younger outfielders (hamilton, bruce, possibly hopper, sometimes votto)... yes, freel can play the infield, too, but with encarnacion, phillips, cantu, gonzalez and keppinger already taking up 3 spots, where's he gonna play? he's too injury prone, and lets face it, balls out and fun to watch, sure, but he doesnt hit like any of those aforementioned players... and with the reds recent pitching history, they need all the runs they can get. a line-up like this gives the team a lot of depth and flexibility because so many of these guys can switch up positions. votto lf/1b, cantu 1b/2b, keppinger 3b/ss, etc.. over a long 162 game season the ability to keep players fresh would really show its dividends. dunn and hatteberg might be attractive trade options for teams looking for solid left handed hitting, but i might consider hanging onto griffey. he's a hometown guy who's just shy of 600 homeruns - he's still the draw in cincinnati, and as long as this team is losing they need to find ways to put bums in seats anyway they can.. and not only that, i'd imagine he'd be a great mentor for the younger outfielders coming up. his contract is up at the end of this season anyways, so you can look to the mariners when they're making their play-off push around the trade deadline. he should have already hit the milestone and sold the tickets, so give him a chance for a ring if we're not in the hunt as well. truthfully, though, i think we're still a couple maturing years away. so far, i like what we've done with the bullpen, and im really hoping they've targeted livan hernandez as an innings-eating #3 starter.. a soft-tosser who's pitched 200+ innings every full-season he's pitched in the bigs, except 1 where he pitched 199 2/3's innings. this is something they need to give that bullpen some rest - especially in a #3 slot, where it can give some key guys a day off before you get down to your 4 and 5 starters, where you typically know you have to rely on your relievers more. having shored up the closer role by signing cordero, they move weathers back to his more natural set-up role and have burton there as well adding depth to the late innings. the back of house is lookin' good, and if bray, majewski, and/or livingston start to pan like they're supposed to, and coffey regains form, they've got a fairly solid foundation in the pen. the reds bullpen has endured some painful years recently, but these guys are young, and i think with the hardknock experience and now the added confidence in the end of game scenario, you'll see a different pitching staff next season. if we can keep our young line-up intact, possibly move dunn/freel/hatteberg/maybe gonzalez/maybe griffey later on, and get a decent #3, some experienced and proven bullpen help, and/or pull of a hernandez-like signing, i think this team could be set for great things for the next 5 years, and start to make a real push within the next 2. if we lose the opportunity on some of these guys, or trade away too much of our youth, i think we can kiss our asses goodbye for a good long while. its already been 17 years, dont fuck this up, krivsky.
whew.. ok.. done with that..
so, the real biggest news, now that a-fraud has slipped the pinstripes back on, is who the next big yankee acquisition will be - and what it will take to get him. johan santana. for possibly, the previously untouchable phil hughes, coupled with melky cabrera and a tba. if im the twins, its a go. if im the yanks, im obviously doing it, but i think im pretty stupid. santana is 29 and coming off a not-so-santana like year. whats this penchant the yankees have with signing players on the downswing? im not saying santana is done, not by any means, but shit, hughes is 21. twenty-one. and dynamite. i think cashman would be wise to remember the names maddux, smoltz, and glavine and what they meant to someone else's organization, and think what the names chamberlain, hughes and kennedy could mean to his. there is fear, obviously, of the red sox landing him, and part of the prestige is having the current, albeit arguable, "best pitcher in the game", wearing pinstripes. they open a new billion dollar stadium in 2009, they have the next home run king playing 3rd. they are the new york yankees. of course they are going to get johan santana. when will they ever learn?
of course, there's still the possibility that the sox could pull off a deal - they're said to have put previously untouchable ellsbury into the mix, a key element for the twins who've just lost star centerfielder torii hunter to the angels. how could anyone possibly deal with a rotation that consisted of beckett, santana, dice-k, an emerging clay bucholz or jon lester (whoever the twins dont get in the deal), and an aging curt shilling and tim wakefield? no thank-you.
the consolation prize could very well be dan haren, at a slightly lesser cost, which, in my opinion, in the long run, may be the way to go anyhow. again, you gain a few years on a pitcher going into his prime years, rather than about to be exiting his prime years, and you likely get to hang on to something. other teams said to be in the mix for these guys are the mets, dodgers, and angels, but i wouldnt say any of them have the bargaining chips that the yanks or sox do.
another blockbuster deal that could be made involves the bat of miguel cabrera... the marlins looking to unload a contract for young talent, and more than a few teams looking for a power bat at the corner infield, especially with the a-rod sweepstakes over so quickly. apparently the marlins are asking for quite a lot, so its possible a deal may not get done, but again, you gotta expect he'll be going to a larger market who can pay him for quite a while... either of the los angeles teams, is my best guess.
i also wouldnt be surprised to see the orioles dangle bedard and tejada once the santana's, haren's and cabrera's have been plucked and teams are looking for final pieces.
the free agent class is lacking punch this winter, but the bigger stories will likely be which owners overpaid for which remaining centerfielder... rowand, jones, or cameron... somewhere, someone's going to get screwed, i guarantee it. i think even with the weak free agent class, there'll be enough signings and movements through trade to make for an interesting re-shuffling of the deck next season, but i think the real stories at the end of the year, as usual, will be which teams stayed true to their systems and built from within using what they had to fill key holes, as opposed to just blowing a wad of cash on a bunch of numbers accumulated elsewhere.
with that, im sayin' go reds, and screw the yanks! come on, wayne, let us hear it one more time... "... and this one belongs to the reds!"
- r.i.p. joe nuxhall
first, with all the big news pretty much already non-news (torre to the dodgers, a-rod back to the yanks, hunter to the angels), and the free agent pool sporting a sign that reads "NO DIVING IN THE SHALLOW END!!", it seems all the good action this winter will be coming in the form of trades.. and with some top quality players on small market teams heading into their free agent/arbitration years, you can bet there's gonna be at least a couple big moves.
a message for wayne krivsky
as far as my cincinnati reds go, i like what they've done so far getting dusty and signing cordero, and i think we're in a great position and with one or 2 more key moves we could be set up to compete for a long while. you listening, wayne? we could have the next big red machine on our hands here, its up to you not to fuck it up. you do, and we could be screwed for another half decade. i say go with the youth movement. phillips, hamilton, votto, cantu, encarnacion, bruce.. this is the makings of a tough, powerful, young line-up. what does that mean? good-bye dunn, freel, hatteberg, griffey.. hello pitching. a package including some of those guys should net them a bonafide #3 starter to compliment harang and arroyo, and sit in front of homer bailey who should blossom over the next few years in the 4 spot. i think freel and dunn have to go to make room for the younger outfielders (hamilton, bruce, possibly hopper, sometimes votto)... yes, freel can play the infield, too, but with encarnacion, phillips, cantu, gonzalez and keppinger already taking up 3 spots, where's he gonna play? he's too injury prone, and lets face it, balls out and fun to watch, sure, but he doesnt hit like any of those aforementioned players... and with the reds recent pitching history, they need all the runs they can get. a line-up like this gives the team a lot of depth and flexibility because so many of these guys can switch up positions. votto lf/1b, cantu 1b/2b, keppinger 3b/ss, etc.. over a long 162 game season the ability to keep players fresh would really show its dividends. dunn and hatteberg might be attractive trade options for teams looking for solid left handed hitting, but i might consider hanging onto griffey. he's a hometown guy who's just shy of 600 homeruns - he's still the draw in cincinnati, and as long as this team is losing they need to find ways to put bums in seats anyway they can.. and not only that, i'd imagine he'd be a great mentor for the younger outfielders coming up. his contract is up at the end of this season anyways, so you can look to the mariners when they're making their play-off push around the trade deadline. he should have already hit the milestone and sold the tickets, so give him a chance for a ring if we're not in the hunt as well. truthfully, though, i think we're still a couple maturing years away. so far, i like what we've done with the bullpen, and im really hoping they've targeted livan hernandez as an innings-eating #3 starter.. a soft-tosser who's pitched 200+ innings every full-season he's pitched in the bigs, except 1 where he pitched 199 2/3's innings. this is something they need to give that bullpen some rest - especially in a #3 slot, where it can give some key guys a day off before you get down to your 4 and 5 starters, where you typically know you have to rely on your relievers more. having shored up the closer role by signing cordero, they move weathers back to his more natural set-up role and have burton there as well adding depth to the late innings. the back of house is lookin' good, and if bray, majewski, and/or livingston start to pan like they're supposed to, and coffey regains form, they've got a fairly solid foundation in the pen. the reds bullpen has endured some painful years recently, but these guys are young, and i think with the hardknock experience and now the added confidence in the end of game scenario, you'll see a different pitching staff next season. if we can keep our young line-up intact, possibly move dunn/freel/hatteberg/maybe gonzalez/maybe griffey later on, and get a decent #3, some experienced and proven bullpen help, and/or pull of a hernandez-like signing, i think this team could be set for great things for the next 5 years, and start to make a real push within the next 2. if we lose the opportunity on some of these guys, or trade away too much of our youth, i think we can kiss our asses goodbye for a good long while. its already been 17 years, dont fuck this up, krivsky.
whew.. ok.. done with that..
so, the real biggest news, now that a-fraud has slipped the pinstripes back on, is who the next big yankee acquisition will be - and what it will take to get him. johan santana. for possibly, the previously untouchable phil hughes, coupled with melky cabrera and a tba. if im the twins, its a go. if im the yanks, im obviously doing it, but i think im pretty stupid. santana is 29 and coming off a not-so-santana like year. whats this penchant the yankees have with signing players on the downswing? im not saying santana is done, not by any means, but shit, hughes is 21. twenty-one. and dynamite. i think cashman would be wise to remember the names maddux, smoltz, and glavine and what they meant to someone else's organization, and think what the names chamberlain, hughes and kennedy could mean to his. there is fear, obviously, of the red sox landing him, and part of the prestige is having the current, albeit arguable, "best pitcher in the game", wearing pinstripes. they open a new billion dollar stadium in 2009, they have the next home run king playing 3rd. they are the new york yankees. of course they are going to get johan santana. when will they ever learn?
of course, there's still the possibility that the sox could pull off a deal - they're said to have put previously untouchable ellsbury into the mix, a key element for the twins who've just lost star centerfielder torii hunter to the angels. how could anyone possibly deal with a rotation that consisted of beckett, santana, dice-k, an emerging clay bucholz or jon lester (whoever the twins dont get in the deal), and an aging curt shilling and tim wakefield? no thank-you.
the consolation prize could very well be dan haren, at a slightly lesser cost, which, in my opinion, in the long run, may be the way to go anyhow. again, you gain a few years on a pitcher going into his prime years, rather than about to be exiting his prime years, and you likely get to hang on to something. other teams said to be in the mix for these guys are the mets, dodgers, and angels, but i wouldnt say any of them have the bargaining chips that the yanks or sox do.
another blockbuster deal that could be made involves the bat of miguel cabrera... the marlins looking to unload a contract for young talent, and more than a few teams looking for a power bat at the corner infield, especially with the a-rod sweepstakes over so quickly. apparently the marlins are asking for quite a lot, so its possible a deal may not get done, but again, you gotta expect he'll be going to a larger market who can pay him for quite a while... either of the los angeles teams, is my best guess.
i also wouldnt be surprised to see the orioles dangle bedard and tejada once the santana's, haren's and cabrera's have been plucked and teams are looking for final pieces.
the free agent class is lacking punch this winter, but the bigger stories will likely be which owners overpaid for which remaining centerfielder... rowand, jones, or cameron... somewhere, someone's going to get screwed, i guarantee it. i think even with the weak free agent class, there'll be enough signings and movements through trade to make for an interesting re-shuffling of the deck next season, but i think the real stories at the end of the year, as usual, will be which teams stayed true to their systems and built from within using what they had to fill key holes, as opposed to just blowing a wad of cash on a bunch of numbers accumulated elsewhere.
with that, im sayin' go reds, and screw the yanks! come on, wayne, let us hear it one more time... "... and this one belongs to the reds!"
- r.i.p. joe nuxhall
Monday, November 26, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
oh, there you are....
thought i forgot about you, eh? nahhhhhhhhhhhh... its just, you know, some things came up... lets see... there was the month of october... then i moved again... made some coffee, and here we are.
october was blurry as hell... lots of bus rides back and forth from the boonies to downtown, some wicked rock n roll, a thanksgiving for the ages, and a halloween i would be wise to always keep in mind.
how 'bout a rocktoberfest rundown... i'll see if i can remember all that i saw...
eric's trip, grand theft bus, torngat, plants and animals/the acorn/elliot brood, bruce springsteen and the e-street band, jimmy swift band, ween, and the golden dogs. was also supposed to see voxtrot, but that got cancelled, do make say think sold out, and i bailed on shout out out out out and a few others... if anything, that month was too much!
at the beginning of november, i moved back across the river to ontario... aylmer, as nice as it is, just wasnt my scene. too slow, too quiet, too far away. but, it did have a nice beach and a cheap depanneur, so it wasnt a total bust. im now living with 2 girlfriends in a big place downtown, which also includes a studio space, sort of just off elgin in what they call "the golden triangle". i can walk just about anywhere now, and the buses are a lot more reasonable, when necessary. its perfect so far, and could potentially be one of the better living situations i've found myself in.
so thats where we are now... novembers winding down and things are settling in... the cold might be on its way, but im feeling pretty warm about things these days. its about time.
october was blurry as hell... lots of bus rides back and forth from the boonies to downtown, some wicked rock n roll, a thanksgiving for the ages, and a halloween i would be wise to always keep in mind.
how 'bout a rocktoberfest rundown... i'll see if i can remember all that i saw...
eric's trip, grand theft bus, torngat, plants and animals/the acorn/elliot brood, bruce springsteen and the e-street band, jimmy swift band, ween, and the golden dogs. was also supposed to see voxtrot, but that got cancelled, do make say think sold out, and i bailed on shout out out out out and a few others... if anything, that month was too much!
at the beginning of november, i moved back across the river to ontario... aylmer, as nice as it is, just wasnt my scene. too slow, too quiet, too far away. but, it did have a nice beach and a cheap depanneur, so it wasnt a total bust. im now living with 2 girlfriends in a big place downtown, which also includes a studio space, sort of just off elgin in what they call "the golden triangle". i can walk just about anywhere now, and the buses are a lot more reasonable, when necessary. its perfect so far, and could potentially be one of the better living situations i've found myself in.
so thats where we are now... novembers winding down and things are settling in... the cold might be on its way, but im feeling pretty warm about things these days. its about time.
Friday, October 05, 2007
Thursday, October 04, 2007
chicagoholgapanoramic
on a team scott mission to chicago a couple years ago, i fucked up a roll of film in the holga - but put together and viewed as one long piece, i think it ended up turning out kinda cool. click on the image for a larger view:
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
who likes the slow jamz?
ween's releasing a new album soon, and the last song on it may be the best slow jam ever written.. this chorus is gonna stick in your head for weeks:
we had the best time at your party
the wife and i
thank you very much.
check it out: 'your party' download.
we had the best time at your party
the wife and i
thank you very much.
check it out: 'your party' download.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Ryan Adams and The Cardinals, Sept. 19/07, Theatre St. Denis, Montreal
well, i only got 1 song from my mental list of tunes i wanted to hear (cold roses), but that didnt matter at all, this show was absolutely stellar, top to bottom. got in around 8:30, missed the first couple tunes, but still got a full 2 hours out of him.. was a little nervous when they left the stage at 9:27, but the 3 encores amounting to another hour or so more than made up for it. not only do i think they were just having a ton of fun up there, part of me thinks they burned through a lot of songs fairly quickly and just realized how early it still was each time they got backstage. mockingbird almost felt like it was in double time, and dear chicago also felt a little sped up.. i actually felt that way about a bunch of the tunes in general, though things like easy plateau, i see monsters, and magnolia mountain were jammed out. setlist looked like this:
1. Please Do Not Let Me Go
2. Peaceful Valley
3. Beautiful Sorta
4. Wildflowers
5. Off Broadway
6. Dear John
7. Goodnight Rose
8. Blue Hotel
9. Mockingbird
10.Magnolia Mountain
11.Shakedown on 9th Street
12.I See Monsters
encore I:
13.SYLVIA PLATH (solo piano)
14.Sweet Lil' Gal (solo piano)
15.Rescue Blues
16.Dear Chicago
17.Cold Roses
18.Games
encore II:
19.Nightbirds
20.Goodnight Hollywood Boulevard
encore III:
21.Easy Plateau
highlights:
first, the atmosphere. really dark and subdued, sometimes you could hardly see the dudes on stage... the big curtain behind them was lit up with tons of small lights that kinda looked like stars, and there was a massive disco ball.. totally enhanced the headiness, and the band definitely plays to that as they got pretty pyschadelic at times.
the cardinals in general totally knocked my socks off.. what a tight tight band!! and such a sweet smooth sound, those guys can certainly play and they're definitely well tuned to each other. the harmonies they were creating, as well, were out of this world. such depth, at times the harmonies were as pyschadelic as the playing. dear john blew me away, and the end of easy plateau, where they kept repeating "heeeeeaaaaaaaad.. heeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.. etc etc.." was great, too, not only because of how good it sounded but for its borderline comedic effect for how long it went on for. ryan, on his own, has some of the most incredible vocals... so clean, so crisp and straight from the heart. soul-baring. i was really amazed at how great he sounded, considering he had the flu/fever this week - you'd never guess he even had it in the past year!
the banter was pretty good, too, some good self deprecating humour (ryan "captain reasonable" adams).. and the summoning of the "god's of fret action" before starting up games with a big "oh, fuckin right!" - fuckin right, indeed!
as for the tunage, well, damn, whats to say after looking at that setlist.. so good.. a little surprised that we only got 2 songs from the new album, but the biggest surprise was probably the Sylvia Plath! where did that come from?!?! i loved all the piano tunes.. sylvia, sweet lil gal, rescue blues, nightbirds... sweet lil gal had me tearing up a little.. ok, maybe a little more than a little... made me miss my dog - i had found out a couple hours before the show that our family dog had passed away that afternoon, and that was one of the tunes where she came wandering through my mind. magnolia mountain was a little "birdsong-esque" in the middle, the closing easy plateau jam was awesome, and the chords coming out of the jam in the middle of cold roses, before they sang the last part, it sounded like ryan had cranked it up to 11 - i just leaned back and loved it!
all in all, i was really impressed with the show - the band was stellar, ryan's vocals were awesome, they all seemed to be in a great mood, and it didnt look like ryan was ever gonna pull the plug on this one. hell, when they came back for the 3rd encore, the lights were on, the music was on, and half the people were leaving. the guy sitting behind me was pretty funny, though - everytime someone yelled something out, he got a little nervous... "ooohhh shit.. oh shit!", to big nervous breaths and sighs.. hilarious. ryan musta been in a pretty good mood, though, some of my friends ended up meeting him and the band when they were having their post-show meal and they got him to pose for a picture with them.. i totally regret not going down the street with them. next time...
steph w/ r.adams and the cardinals
negman, kat, and crystal w/ a golden god.
none of these pictures are mine. i stole them from my friends. :)
the rest of the day in montreal was pretty awesome, too.. after checking out a couple record shops we wandered into this park o' crazies, where we were entertained by the family tree flag guy, the birdman, a group of scavenger hunters, a dude riding around in circles on his bike with headphones on *singing* nonsensicly very loudly, mr. manboobs across the way, and 2 drunk girls with 5 teeth between them who needed their beers opened, then proceeded to tiptoe around the park hiding from the cops. fucking awesome. also got to hang out with the carpenter for a few hours before the show, and that was absolutely tops - been far too long since i'd seen the fish.
here's the birdman yelling at the fountain before summoning the birds.
gettin' wasted with the carp, pre-show.
rock'n'roll. what a show.
1. Please Do Not Let Me Go
2. Peaceful Valley
3. Beautiful Sorta
4. Wildflowers
5. Off Broadway
6. Dear John
7. Goodnight Rose
8. Blue Hotel
9. Mockingbird
10.Magnolia Mountain
11.Shakedown on 9th Street
12.I See Monsters
encore I:
13.SYLVIA PLATH (solo piano)
14.Sweet Lil' Gal (solo piano)
15.Rescue Blues
16.Dear Chicago
17.Cold Roses
18.Games
encore II:
19.Nightbirds
20.Goodnight Hollywood Boulevard
encore III:
21.Easy Plateau
highlights:
first, the atmosphere. really dark and subdued, sometimes you could hardly see the dudes on stage... the big curtain behind them was lit up with tons of small lights that kinda looked like stars, and there was a massive disco ball.. totally enhanced the headiness, and the band definitely plays to that as they got pretty pyschadelic at times.
the cardinals in general totally knocked my socks off.. what a tight tight band!! and such a sweet smooth sound, those guys can certainly play and they're definitely well tuned to each other. the harmonies they were creating, as well, were out of this world. such depth, at times the harmonies were as pyschadelic as the playing. dear john blew me away, and the end of easy plateau, where they kept repeating "heeeeeaaaaaaaad.. heeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.. etc etc.." was great, too, not only because of how good it sounded but for its borderline comedic effect for how long it went on for. ryan, on his own, has some of the most incredible vocals... so clean, so crisp and straight from the heart. soul-baring. i was really amazed at how great he sounded, considering he had the flu/fever this week - you'd never guess he even had it in the past year!
the banter was pretty good, too, some good self deprecating humour (ryan "captain reasonable" adams).. and the summoning of the "god's of fret action" before starting up games with a big "oh, fuckin right!" - fuckin right, indeed!
as for the tunage, well, damn, whats to say after looking at that setlist.. so good.. a little surprised that we only got 2 songs from the new album, but the biggest surprise was probably the Sylvia Plath! where did that come from?!?! i loved all the piano tunes.. sylvia, sweet lil gal, rescue blues, nightbirds... sweet lil gal had me tearing up a little.. ok, maybe a little more than a little... made me miss my dog - i had found out a couple hours before the show that our family dog had passed away that afternoon, and that was one of the tunes where she came wandering through my mind. magnolia mountain was a little "birdsong-esque" in the middle, the closing easy plateau jam was awesome, and the chords coming out of the jam in the middle of cold roses, before they sang the last part, it sounded like ryan had cranked it up to 11 - i just leaned back and loved it!
all in all, i was really impressed with the show - the band was stellar, ryan's vocals were awesome, they all seemed to be in a great mood, and it didnt look like ryan was ever gonna pull the plug on this one. hell, when they came back for the 3rd encore, the lights were on, the music was on, and half the people were leaving. the guy sitting behind me was pretty funny, though - everytime someone yelled something out, he got a little nervous... "ooohhh shit.. oh shit!", to big nervous breaths and sighs.. hilarious. ryan musta been in a pretty good mood, though, some of my friends ended up meeting him and the band when they were having their post-show meal and they got him to pose for a picture with them.. i totally regret not going down the street with them. next time...
steph w/ r.adams and the cardinals
negman, kat, and crystal w/ a golden god.
none of these pictures are mine. i stole them from my friends. :)
the rest of the day in montreal was pretty awesome, too.. after checking out a couple record shops we wandered into this park o' crazies, where we were entertained by the family tree flag guy, the birdman, a group of scavenger hunters, a dude riding around in circles on his bike with headphones on *singing* nonsensicly very loudly, mr. manboobs across the way, and 2 drunk girls with 5 teeth between them who needed their beers opened, then proceeded to tiptoe around the park hiding from the cops. fucking awesome. also got to hang out with the carpenter for a few hours before the show, and that was absolutely tops - been far too long since i'd seen the fish.
here's the birdman yelling at the fountain before summoning the birds.
gettin' wasted with the carp, pre-show.
rock'n'roll. what a show.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
meanwhile...
.. as the continent is happily distracted by britney, its looking as though more new shit is going down in the usa, as we roll over the 6th anniversary of "9/11".
the us air force has been ordered a complete stand-down for september 14th, meaning on friday the united states will have zero air defences. remember what happened last time they were on stand-down? yep.
so, why the stand-down? well, see, its so everyone can be on the ground in order to review safety procedures and protocol. why would they need to do that? well, see, someone accidentally shipped 6 nukes across the country on a b-52 bomber.
link.
another link.
first of all, i think its crazy to think that nukes can just "accidentally" get moved around like this. that's just naive. this has been planned by very high level people and something is going on.
why would they order a complete stand-down of 100,000 active-duty airmen when they just made an announcement warning of new high impact al-qaida attacks? link. just after the release of the new "bin laden" video? does it not seem weird?
well, the conspiracy nut in me thinks its just getting weirder...
there's been some recent stock market activity that is eerily similar to the activity that took place in the weeks leading up to 9/11. basically, *someone* is betting close to 2 billion dollars that the stock market is going to collapse before september 21. how? perhaps a "terrorist attack". or maybe the u.s. is about to bomb iran, which would send oil prices skyrocketing, and likely cut off much of the world oil supply, which would kill their dollar. there is also speculation that china is going to dump u.s. currency, which would be a massive move on a world economic scale. this link has a lot of information about that, but if you're up on the financial technical jargon and whatnot, check this thread out.
then there are some weird israeli connections... such as an israeli terrorism and security website (debka.com) stating at the top of their page that from sept. 11th, reporting will be limited to special security events, returning to regular programming on sept. 18th.
a little closer to home, there's something else that makes this a little more worrisome. there were talks about it at montebello, and its been in the works since 2005. The North American Union.
what would it take to get that ball rolling? well, 9/11 worked so well for the patriot act, how bout another mass attack? maybe this time, a little bigger. (what was that again about the nukes?). it would allow the opportunity for the president to declare marshall law and pave the way for the amalgamation of the continent under security purposes. come to think of it, an economic collapse would also pave the way for the amalgamation for global economic reasons. so, either way...
it really feels to me like something big and completely fucked is happening soon. it just all adds up. with the iraq report coming up due, a new bin laden tape, the cia warning of coming attacks, nukes being moved around the country, options being sold on the stock market predicting a collapse... then you have the political climate in the u.s. to factor in, pre-election posturing, etc... hey, why did tony snow, white house press secretary, announce his resignation effective sept. 14th? what does everyone seem to know about the days we're heading into? and why isnt anyone talking about it?
i cant even imagine what might be up... well, i can, and it makes me sick... if something goes down in the next 10 days, i really hope people finally start looking on the inside and we finally get some truth in this world. its getting to be a little much.
happy 9/11.
the us air force has been ordered a complete stand-down for september 14th, meaning on friday the united states will have zero air defences. remember what happened last time they were on stand-down? yep.
so, why the stand-down? well, see, its so everyone can be on the ground in order to review safety procedures and protocol. why would they need to do that? well, see, someone accidentally shipped 6 nukes across the country on a b-52 bomber.
link.
another link.
first of all, i think its crazy to think that nukes can just "accidentally" get moved around like this. that's just naive. this has been planned by very high level people and something is going on.
why would they order a complete stand-down of 100,000 active-duty airmen when they just made an announcement warning of new high impact al-qaida attacks? link. just after the release of the new "bin laden" video? does it not seem weird?
well, the conspiracy nut in me thinks its just getting weirder...
there's been some recent stock market activity that is eerily similar to the activity that took place in the weeks leading up to 9/11. basically, *someone* is betting close to 2 billion dollars that the stock market is going to collapse before september 21. how? perhaps a "terrorist attack". or maybe the u.s. is about to bomb iran, which would send oil prices skyrocketing, and likely cut off much of the world oil supply, which would kill their dollar. there is also speculation that china is going to dump u.s. currency, which would be a massive move on a world economic scale. this link has a lot of information about that, but if you're up on the financial technical jargon and whatnot, check this thread out.
then there are some weird israeli connections... such as an israeli terrorism and security website (debka.com) stating at the top of their page that from sept. 11th, reporting will be limited to special security events, returning to regular programming on sept. 18th.
a little closer to home, there's something else that makes this a little more worrisome. there were talks about it at montebello, and its been in the works since 2005. The North American Union.
what would it take to get that ball rolling? well, 9/11 worked so well for the patriot act, how bout another mass attack? maybe this time, a little bigger. (what was that again about the nukes?). it would allow the opportunity for the president to declare marshall law and pave the way for the amalgamation of the continent under security purposes. come to think of it, an economic collapse would also pave the way for the amalgamation for global economic reasons. so, either way...
it really feels to me like something big and completely fucked is happening soon. it just all adds up. with the iraq report coming up due, a new bin laden tape, the cia warning of coming attacks, nukes being moved around the country, options being sold on the stock market predicting a collapse... then you have the political climate in the u.s. to factor in, pre-election posturing, etc... hey, why did tony snow, white house press secretary, announce his resignation effective sept. 14th? what does everyone seem to know about the days we're heading into? and why isnt anyone talking about it?
i cant even imagine what might be up... well, i can, and it makes me sick... if something goes down in the next 10 days, i really hope people finally start looking on the inside and we finally get some truth in this world. its getting to be a little much.
happy 9/11.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Miller Time
"The cancer of time is eating us away. Our heroes have killed themselves, or are killing themselves. The hero, then, is not Time, but Timelessness. We must get in step, a lock step, towards the prison of death. There is no escape. The weather will not change."
"Human beings make a strange fauna and flora. From a distance they appear negligble; close-up they are apt to appear ugly and malicious. More than anything they need to be surrounded with sufficient space - space even more than time."
from the first and last pages (respectively), of Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller, first published in 1934. next time you're at the library, or browsing a bookstore, it's worth sticking your nose into.
"Human beings make a strange fauna and flora. From a distance they appear negligble; close-up they are apt to appear ugly and malicious. More than anything they need to be surrounded with sufficient space - space even more than time."
from the first and last pages (respectively), of Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller, first published in 1934. next time you're at the library, or browsing a bookstore, it's worth sticking your nose into.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Thursday, August 16, 2007
i think i've found my calling
well, i think i've decided i'd be best applied at a "think tank". thinking seems to be what i do best, i put a lot of effort into it. and i can think with the best of 'em, about anything, and with a great deal of stamina. a real thinking man's thinker. world class. so, if you've stumbled upon this and you happen to be part of a think tank, or know someone, or know of a think tank looking for new thinkers, dont even give it another thought - let me do it for you. im ready to think... i think.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
atlantic city
well now, everything dies, baby, thats a fact
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
put your hair up nice
fix yourself up pretty
and meet me tonight in atlantic city
- bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce
here's 3 versions for your afternoon listenining pleasure...
i. the original
ii. a live version with the seeger sessions band
iii. covered by hank williams III on the nebraska tribute
this link will self destruct in 7 days.
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
put your hair up nice
fix yourself up pretty
and meet me tonight in atlantic city
- bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce
here's 3 versions for your afternoon listenining pleasure...
i. the original
ii. a live version with the seeger sessions band
iii. covered by hank williams III on the nebraska tribute
this link will self destruct in 7 days.
Friday, August 10, 2007
king of swing
the baseball world had one of its biggest weeks in a long time, with alex rodriguez becoming the youngest player to reach 500 homers, tom glavine earning his 300th career victory, and barry bonds tying and breaking hank aaron's 33 yr. old home run record, the record they say is the most hallowed in sports. or hollow, depending on which sportswriter you read.
the controversy surrounding barry bonds, in case you've been under a rock since the turn of the century, is performance enhancing drugs. steroids. regardless of the fact the man has never tested positive for the substance, there is a dark cloud looming over his head because of some disproportionate growth he sustained as he got older, some leaked grand jury testimony, and the fact that his good friend and personal trainer is behind bars for refusal to speak with the feds in the investigation.
it's really all thats talked about when barry's name is mentioned. what seems to be forgotten is how a home run is hit. if you were to believe everything that you read, you'd think steroids make you hit home runs. but they dont.
let's remember what we're dealing with here. a round ball coming at you from 60ft away, at upwards of 100mph, and sometimes as low as 65mph, and sometimes with a curve. you have to hit it with a round bat. round ball, round bat. ball spinning. fast. 60 ft away. we're talking a split second to make multiple decisions and movements.
home runs are achieved by having an incredible sense of hand-eye co-ordination, great timing, patience, and consistent mechanics, with power from your legs and rotation of hips and wrists to generate bat speed. not from having hulking arms and a massive chest and using brute force. but the mechanics of a homerun arent nearly as sexy as saying "wow, look at that monster hit!" - so they get passed over by the writer who never made it past house league, and was usually one of the last 2 to be picked during highschool sports - you know, the kind with an axe to grind.
the thing that makes barry's power numbers so astonishing is the amount of pitches he achieved them with. this is a guy who set and broke records for walks 3 or 4 years running, with a ridiculous total. thats a lot of lost at-bats. he was walked intentionally, he was pitched around... basically, he was given few pitches to hit, and nobody made more out of what they got than barry bonds did. bar none. not only did the home runs increase as he got older, so did the batting average - this isnt a one dimensional show. this is a product of patience, picking your pitches, and making the other guys pay. this is a product of consistency, learning, and wisening with age. this is the most feared hitter of our time, and perhaps all time.
but still, there are people calling for his head, calling for the asterix. i say put the record in the books, but leave the asterix out of it.
baseball is rich with history and lore, its part of its charm, and this is just another chapter in that book. baseball records are meant to be broken and stats are meant to be debated. there was the "dead ball era", the draft era, fewer games, expansion, the 80's, and now the "steroids era". if cheating is having an unfair advantage over another player, than we have to look at who is really cheating, and how it came about.
after the cancellation of the 1994 world series, baseball was in dire straits. they needed to put fans back in the ballpark and start generating some revenue to get the league back on track. this is often looked at as the beginning. along came mcgwire and sosa in '98... the home run chase to break roger maris' record of 61. mcgwire ended up with 70, sosa with 68 (i think? maybe 65), and the league was back in celebratory fashion. there was a little fuss made about mcgwire's incredible hulk like physique (have a look at his 1988 rookie card for a funny comparison), but it was chalked up to creatine and that was that. baseball was back and making money and no one batted an eye.
then barry came along and broke the white man's record (with 73 at age 37!) and all hell broke loose. all of the sudden people wanted to know what was going on and they needed a scapegoat. its not like they didnt already know, but i guess timing is everything, and testing began in 2004. if you were to believe that owners and mlb officials and executives had no clue what was going on for that decade, i would have to guess that you have never spent time in a corporate environment. it's always top down. big brother always knows all. im tired of the naive notion that baseball knew nothing of what was happening under their noses. they saw it. they may have even conspired it. they made their money. and thats why you havent seen any real punishments come down - how hypocritical would that be?!
another question: since testing began, a higher percentage of players who have tested positive for banned/performance enhancing substances are pitchers.. why isnt more of a stink made about that? are relief pitchers not as sexy as home run hitters? clearly.
this is the (north) American mentality of BIGGER, BETTER, ULTIMATE, MAXIMUM, MORE MORE MORE, YEAH YEAH YEAH!!! that we've created and built up to extravagant levels. there's no turning back now.
so, if you're calling for an asterix on this record, i say you're calling for an asterix on every pitch from 1995 - until the first test. because, how could you know who's on what? if the pitcher is juiced, than that pitch is tainted. if the pitcher is not juiced, but players on his team are, than that game is tainted.. and perhaps some of tommy glavine's 300 wins. see what i mean?
this is an era and a record that will fall in with the rest of the lore of baseball and wind up in a big book to be read about and fascinated on by some kid 50 years from now.
but i give this record 8 years, tops.
if A-Rod plays into his 40's, and stays healthy, he could wind up hitting 900. vegas odds on what his controversy will be?
the controversy surrounding barry bonds, in case you've been under a rock since the turn of the century, is performance enhancing drugs. steroids. regardless of the fact the man has never tested positive for the substance, there is a dark cloud looming over his head because of some disproportionate growth he sustained as he got older, some leaked grand jury testimony, and the fact that his good friend and personal trainer is behind bars for refusal to speak with the feds in the investigation.
it's really all thats talked about when barry's name is mentioned. what seems to be forgotten is how a home run is hit. if you were to believe everything that you read, you'd think steroids make you hit home runs. but they dont.
let's remember what we're dealing with here. a round ball coming at you from 60ft away, at upwards of 100mph, and sometimes as low as 65mph, and sometimes with a curve. you have to hit it with a round bat. round ball, round bat. ball spinning. fast. 60 ft away. we're talking a split second to make multiple decisions and movements.
home runs are achieved by having an incredible sense of hand-eye co-ordination, great timing, patience, and consistent mechanics, with power from your legs and rotation of hips and wrists to generate bat speed. not from having hulking arms and a massive chest and using brute force. but the mechanics of a homerun arent nearly as sexy as saying "wow, look at that monster hit!" - so they get passed over by the writer who never made it past house league, and was usually one of the last 2 to be picked during highschool sports - you know, the kind with an axe to grind.
the thing that makes barry's power numbers so astonishing is the amount of pitches he achieved them with. this is a guy who set and broke records for walks 3 or 4 years running, with a ridiculous total. thats a lot of lost at-bats. he was walked intentionally, he was pitched around... basically, he was given few pitches to hit, and nobody made more out of what they got than barry bonds did. bar none. not only did the home runs increase as he got older, so did the batting average - this isnt a one dimensional show. this is a product of patience, picking your pitches, and making the other guys pay. this is a product of consistency, learning, and wisening with age. this is the most feared hitter of our time, and perhaps all time.
but still, there are people calling for his head, calling for the asterix. i say put the record in the books, but leave the asterix out of it.
baseball is rich with history and lore, its part of its charm, and this is just another chapter in that book. baseball records are meant to be broken and stats are meant to be debated. there was the "dead ball era", the draft era, fewer games, expansion, the 80's, and now the "steroids era". if cheating is having an unfair advantage over another player, than we have to look at who is really cheating, and how it came about.
after the cancellation of the 1994 world series, baseball was in dire straits. they needed to put fans back in the ballpark and start generating some revenue to get the league back on track. this is often looked at as the beginning. along came mcgwire and sosa in '98... the home run chase to break roger maris' record of 61. mcgwire ended up with 70, sosa with 68 (i think? maybe 65), and the league was back in celebratory fashion. there was a little fuss made about mcgwire's incredible hulk like physique (have a look at his 1988 rookie card for a funny comparison), but it was chalked up to creatine and that was that. baseball was back and making money and no one batted an eye.
then barry came along and broke the white man's record (with 73 at age 37!) and all hell broke loose. all of the sudden people wanted to know what was going on and they needed a scapegoat. its not like they didnt already know, but i guess timing is everything, and testing began in 2004. if you were to believe that owners and mlb officials and executives had no clue what was going on for that decade, i would have to guess that you have never spent time in a corporate environment. it's always top down. big brother always knows all. im tired of the naive notion that baseball knew nothing of what was happening under their noses. they saw it. they may have even conspired it. they made their money. and thats why you havent seen any real punishments come down - how hypocritical would that be?!
another question: since testing began, a higher percentage of players who have tested positive for banned/performance enhancing substances are pitchers.. why isnt more of a stink made about that? are relief pitchers not as sexy as home run hitters? clearly.
this is the (north) American mentality of BIGGER, BETTER, ULTIMATE, MAXIMUM, MORE MORE MORE, YEAH YEAH YEAH!!! that we've created and built up to extravagant levels. there's no turning back now.
so, if you're calling for an asterix on this record, i say you're calling for an asterix on every pitch from 1995 - until the first test. because, how could you know who's on what? if the pitcher is juiced, than that pitch is tainted. if the pitcher is not juiced, but players on his team are, than that game is tainted.. and perhaps some of tommy glavine's 300 wins. see what i mean?
this is an era and a record that will fall in with the rest of the lore of baseball and wind up in a big book to be read about and fascinated on by some kid 50 years from now.
but i give this record 8 years, tops.
if A-Rod plays into his 40's, and stays healthy, he could wind up hitting 900. vegas odds on what his controversy will be?
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
long music weekend
Thursday - Horseshoe, Toronto
Yonder Mountain String Band
27 strings and 120 penises. great music, but i would have preferred a sunday afternoon in the grass over a thursday night at the sweaty horseshoe.
Friday - Jimmy Jazz, Guelph
Run With The Kittens
kinda like prog-ween. wicked chops and tight changes, with a great sense of humour and lots of confidence. a super slick guitar player that seems to always know exactly what to throw down at the right time, a rhythm section to hold it together like crazy glue, and a frontman with all the energy you want. a young band that's only going to get even better.
Monday - Opera House, Toronto
The Hold Steady
straight up sweaty rock n roll the way it should be. big meaty hooks, catchy lyrics and clever turns of phrase. 5 guys giving it their all with shirt-soaking energy, a full bar giving it back in the same way, great interaction and audience participation. the hold sweaty almost killed me.
Yonder Mountain String Band
27 strings and 120 penises. great music, but i would have preferred a sunday afternoon in the grass over a thursday night at the sweaty horseshoe.
Friday - Jimmy Jazz, Guelph
Run With The Kittens
kinda like prog-ween. wicked chops and tight changes, with a great sense of humour and lots of confidence. a super slick guitar player that seems to always know exactly what to throw down at the right time, a rhythm section to hold it together like crazy glue, and a frontman with all the energy you want. a young band that's only going to get even better.
Monday - Opera House, Toronto
The Hold Steady
straight up sweaty rock n roll the way it should be. big meaty hooks, catchy lyrics and clever turns of phrase. 5 guys giving it their all with shirt-soaking energy, a full bar giving it back in the same way, great interaction and audience participation. the hold sweaty almost killed me.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Hillside Has It All
well, it's been about a day and 2 sleeps now, so i guess its time to talk about my first hillside experience... hillside being a music and community festival held at guelph lake conservation area for the 24th year. i'd always heard great things from friends who had gone, and every word of it was true. from the quality of entertainment, to the quality of amenities and camping, the world class ethnic foods served on reusable dishes and washed by volunteers, reusable beer mugs that are brought back from year to year by patrons, the size and comfort of the festival, the no hassles vibe and friendly atmosphere, the lack of anxiousness and loads of relaxation. this is a green festival whose engine is cranked by over a thousand volunteers and five thousand attitudes who keep it close to their heart - there is very little, if any, corporate sponsorship, its small, independent, and theirs to share.
it also helps to have a great crew to share in the experience, and this weekend we had exactly that: headed up with scottie and diane to meet with eric and denise in guelph, and some of their friends who were holding campsites for us in the overflow - and once onsite it seemed like there were friends staked out all over the place. its always great to spend time with old friends you rarely get to see.
friday night, after getting set up and settled in we headed down to the island, and it was only a quick 10 or 15 minute walk from the overflow - like i said, very comfortable. started off at the island stage, and barely left the entire evening.
Kick This Thing Workshop w/ Shad and That 1 Guy
No Borders Workshop w/ Rock Plaza Central, Jah Youssouff, Dave Clark and friends
Monsoon Melodies Workshop w/ Dya Singh, Madagascar Slim, Treassa Levasseur and friends
Mike Sharp
Martin Sexton (main stage)
Golden Dogs
really enjoyed what that 1 guy and shad were doing when we showed up, and the no borders workshop was cool, but the monsoon melodies sticks out the most for me from this night, that was a great workshop... east indian trance meets chicago blues, a lot of great energy in the tent and it really felt like the festival had finally kicked off - for me at least. next up was mike sharp, but he looked too much like booche for me to pay much attention to his music - eric had shown up by this point so were likely getting beers and primed for the closers... he and denise were pumped for martin sexton and based on their recommendation i decided to check out the first part of his set and was quite impressed. total one man show with a vocal range that is out of this world - he's good with the vocal trickery, too, to fill out other arrangements within a tune. just a brilliant musician and singer. my veins were starting to boil with adrenaline though, and i needed to rock out, so after 5 or 6 songs i booted over to the golden dogs back at the island stage for the last half of their set. i managed to catch a bunch of songs i love to hear, 1985, saints at the gates, yeah, runouttaluck, and a couple others. pulled up beside this big bearded super dreaded hippie who was just about jumping out of his skin - said he'd never even heard of 'em before that night. i love that shit.
capped the night off back at the campsite where the lovely Anne came to visit and kept us entertained over beers and a smorgasbord of snacks. a pretty good introduction to hillside, i'd say. going to bed, i couldnt wait to wake up for day 2.
saturday started nice and slow with a cool breeze and special coffees... pouring over the schedule, building a plan of attack, mounting excitement... by 1pm we were going to be back at the island stage for the uh huh! workshop with members of apostle of hustle and do make say think. saturday would wind up looking something like this..
Uh Huh Workshop w/ members of AoH and DMST (island stage)
Socalled (lake stage)
Tannis Slimmon, Jude Vadalla and Katherine Wheatley (island stage)
Great Wooden Trio (sun stage)
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life w/ Ron Sexsmith, Lynn Jackson, Melissa Ferrick, Angela Desveaux and Pat Robitaille (sun stage)
Rock Plaza Central (island stage)
That 1 Guy (main stage)
Besnard Lakes (island stage)
Blackie and the Rodeo Kings (main stage)
Do Make Say Think (main stage)
Apostle of Hustle (island stage)
Shout Out Out Out Out (island stage)
saturday afternoon/early evening consisted of a lot of wandering around between stages, stopping here and there to check something out, meeting up with friends here and there and going along with them, trying to find shade, taking pictures, and generally chilling out and relaxing while taking in some fine music... saving up the party for the night time..
the uh huh workshop was really cool, though, it sounded pretty much what you'd imagine it to sound like - its not such an out there combination to throw together, considering some of the other workshops throughout the weekend. nevertheless, a great post-rockin' set. the great wooden trio and the workshop with ron sexsmith at the sun stage was really great to just throw a blanket down, chill in the shade and listen to some well written songs by some great artists. pat robitaille was someone new who caught my ears from that stage. back over to the island stage for rock plaza central and there i met up with my buddy luke and we spent the next few hours splitting time between stages checking out whatever we could. luke's gone through a bit of an ordeal over the last few months, so i really enjoyed hanging out and spending some time with him. rock plaza central sounded really strong, i enjoyed them much more live than i had previously on disc... err... computer... didnt really pay much attention to that 1 guy, as we mostly stayed to the back grassy area, but people seemed to really be enjoying him. we didnt stay long there before we headed back to the island stage to listen to besnard lakes. i had seen that band a couple weeks prior here in london and overall wasnt that impressed - liked the album, but found myself bored with the live show. sitting at the picnic table outside the tent, though, they sounded really good. seemed to be putting on a great show. after a while luke suggested that we go for a walk to check the last bit of blackie and the rodeo kings and stake a space for dmst.. it was one of those things, i went into the tent to tell everyone else i was splittin' for a bit, and was totally taken by the music - the sound in the tent for besnard lakes was so powerful, and the only way to describe it was like a real whoooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa experience.. i kinda fumbled over the words, but eventually we were on the way. DMST put on a strong set as the sun was going down, and again it was really cool to just sit and listen to a band like that. nice and relaxed. i saw most of that set then headed back to the island stage for the rest of the night for what would end up being 2 of my favourite sets of the weekend: Apostle of Hustle and Shout Out Out Out Out. Apostle put on a great crunchy show that really showcased andrew whiteman's raunchy guitar abilities and clever songwriting. excellent set up for the Shout's, which kinda deserves its own paragraph....
this was definitely going to be the heavy party set of the weekend, the hard throw down, and everyone getting themselves involved knew it. scottie says to eric and i before they started that they would have to do something seriously major to fuck up with that kind of energy waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting some more for them. turns out, they were waiting for something, too. somehow, they had managed to forget likely the only piece of equipment they would NEED for their show, that they certainly wouldnt be able to borrow off of anyone else on the island. when the announcement came that this piece of equipment was in a cab en route to the stage from the hotel, you'd think the place was going to turn riotous. but this was hillside. some grumbling and groaning, some people went to cry with the dears, but we waited a little longer. and i must say, it was worth every good goddamn second. once this band got going, it was everything everyone had anticipated it to be. they took the stage, announced they were a dance band and said "i see this tent is full, so lets see it." - they saw it alright. a sea of people dancing on the picnic tables, the tent packed to the gills, the band tearing through their shortened set, surely pouring out any and all frustrations, and the audience, forgiving, and giving back, eating it all up. if you can find some youtube videos, its worth having a look just for the room energy alone. a seriously intense throwdown. the 2nd saturday sweat.
good thing we let eric drive the bus saturday night, it was full of laughs and adventures - jaybone had invited us back to his campsite and after a little hike we spent a few hours killing the night with their crew around the campfire with guitars and singalongs. the walks there and back were half the fun, hahah. the clouds formed a jesus fish, the moon made the eye, we followed it back home.
aside - how bout that moon and that sky??? nice!!
for some reason i was up early and feeling refreshed, so i got packed up and left myself with nothing more to do but party the day away. we missed the gospel hour on sunday morning, but had our own little prayer session before heading down to the island for the band tribute hour. looking ahead at the schedule, i dont think i would have predicted that sunday might turn out to my overall favourite day musically, even with 2 slip sets, but, as everyone always says, hillside is as much about the things you dont know, as it is about the things you do.
When I Get Offa This Mountain Workshop w/ Tom Wilson, Ron Sexsmith, Stephen Fearing, Jude Vadala, Tannis Slimmon and friends (island stage)
Angela Desveaux (island stage)
The Slip (island stage)
Gourds and Guitars Workshop w/ Jah Yousouff, Vieux Farka Toure, Madagascar Slim (island stage)
The D'Urbervilles (lake stage)
Slippery 12 Lane Highway Workshop w/ Dave Clark, The Slip, Mihirangi, Lewis Melville and friends (lake stage)
Vieux Farka Toure (main stage)
Los Campesinos (island stage)
Mother Mother (lake stage)
Ani Difranco (main stage)
so sunday started out with music of the band, perfect for the afternoon sun when you've got 5 beer tokens left to use. no keys or bass, but some fun renditions of tunes you know by heart - cant really beat that. i stuck around for angela desveaux more or less because i wanted to stake us out a good spot for the slip - it worked. obviously i was looking forward to seeing my favourite band, and i was really happy to see the response they got - a nice standing O, considering most of the place remained seated for their set, aside from a dozen or so usual rabid followers, ;). i think scottie put it best saying they seemed to play a bit of a reserved set that highlighted their softer side, but may have left a first timer with a skewed impression of the band. i'd say thats fairly accurate. my favourite parts of the set were the broke the promised land opener and happy snails closer - that had a really sweet and clean build to it. next up was another favourite set of mine, the gourds and guitars workshop. it seems like i never left that island stage in the afternoon, haha. but this set was great, some amazing world class musicians on stage, i mean, these guys are HUGE where they're from.. and apparently it was the first time jah youssouff and vieux farka toure had ever played together, even back home in mali - so this was also a bit of a historic jam. when vieux farka toure came out he told a little story of how back in the day at home the farka toure clan were actually slaves of the youssouff clan.. good thing anne was there to translate it for me. the music these guys made together was amazing. with madagascar slim up there as well, they were just a force. some great grooves were laid down, accented by beautiful selfless soloing from all of them. i didnt stop dancing the entire hour. after that, i grabbed some food with eric and it was off to the lake stage for the last bit of the d'urbervilles and to get set up for the slip workshop.
i guess the 12 lane highway is an infamous workshop at hillside. dave clark (former rheostatic) plays conductor and drums, and you have a smattering of musicians going on all cylinders. the cast this time was held down by The Slip, with canadian folk legend Lewis Melville on guitar, New Zealand vocalist Mihirangi, another djembe player, a fellow on stand-up bass, and occassionally more people on keys, guitar and various other percussions. this was certainly the outlet for the slip to play through. this workshop totally delivered and was also a highlight of the weeknd for me. a big sound coming from the stage, these guys locking in like freight trains, and turning on a dime at dave clark's request. the vocalist had an incredible range and she would throw it through these effects and play with it.. brad would take samples and muck around as well, and there was great call and answer, note for note, going on between them. marc and andrew played excellent roles showcasing their chops as well. lewis melville may have been the most surprising one on stage, though - he was all over the place on all kinds of instruments, and he tore it up on each and every of them. never saw it comin'.
the rest of the night would yield some big time world music, the 2 surprise acts of the weekend, and a little bit of the festival headliner. sat in the grass and listened to vieux farka toure at the mainstage and got reacquainted with the sounds of west africa, before heading to the island stage for the first big surprise act of the weekend: from wales, los campesinos. a new arts and crafts signing who were apparently making their north american debut. well, they came out guns a blazin'! some speedy synth pop with catchy lyrics and melodies and a shitload of energy - the crowd totally ate it up. stayed for their whole set then went on to see the next big surprise act of the weekend at the lake stage - man, these came just in the nick of time, eh? haha. mother mother, from vancouver were over there, and they were frickin' fantastic! amazing 3 part harmonies from 2 lovely females flanking the male lead, they showcased some really clever hooks and played a really tight set of bouncy pop. seek 'em out. last up was Ani on the mainstage, and though im mostly indifferent to Ani, it was cool to see what i did of her - she is obviously an important musician to a lot of people for a reason. i did dig what she was doing up there, but after a half hour or so, we split to beat the traffic, and it turned out to be a great decision.
so, thats it, thats how my first hillside went down. it was absolutely incredible, obviously, as you can see from my verbosity, i cant seem to say enough about it. i've already got it marked on the calendar for next year.
honourable food mentions: the african peanut stew, diana's indian, and the spring rolls i had from some place tucked in the corner of the food tent. mmmmmmmmm.....
quotes of the weekend:
"hey eric, are you double fistin'?" - "yep" - "that's a lotta fistin'!"
"dont worry, we've still got enough [supplies] to make sure we dont end up hating life."
"i have a duck."
happy hillside! see you next year!
it also helps to have a great crew to share in the experience, and this weekend we had exactly that: headed up with scottie and diane to meet with eric and denise in guelph, and some of their friends who were holding campsites for us in the overflow - and once onsite it seemed like there were friends staked out all over the place. its always great to spend time with old friends you rarely get to see.
friday night, after getting set up and settled in we headed down to the island, and it was only a quick 10 or 15 minute walk from the overflow - like i said, very comfortable. started off at the island stage, and barely left the entire evening.
Kick This Thing Workshop w/ Shad and That 1 Guy
No Borders Workshop w/ Rock Plaza Central, Jah Youssouff, Dave Clark and friends
Monsoon Melodies Workshop w/ Dya Singh, Madagascar Slim, Treassa Levasseur and friends
Mike Sharp
Martin Sexton (main stage)
Golden Dogs
really enjoyed what that 1 guy and shad were doing when we showed up, and the no borders workshop was cool, but the monsoon melodies sticks out the most for me from this night, that was a great workshop... east indian trance meets chicago blues, a lot of great energy in the tent and it really felt like the festival had finally kicked off - for me at least. next up was mike sharp, but he looked too much like booche for me to pay much attention to his music - eric had shown up by this point so were likely getting beers and primed for the closers... he and denise were pumped for martin sexton and based on their recommendation i decided to check out the first part of his set and was quite impressed. total one man show with a vocal range that is out of this world - he's good with the vocal trickery, too, to fill out other arrangements within a tune. just a brilliant musician and singer. my veins were starting to boil with adrenaline though, and i needed to rock out, so after 5 or 6 songs i booted over to the golden dogs back at the island stage for the last half of their set. i managed to catch a bunch of songs i love to hear, 1985, saints at the gates, yeah, runouttaluck, and a couple others. pulled up beside this big bearded super dreaded hippie who was just about jumping out of his skin - said he'd never even heard of 'em before that night. i love that shit.
capped the night off back at the campsite where the lovely Anne came to visit and kept us entertained over beers and a smorgasbord of snacks. a pretty good introduction to hillside, i'd say. going to bed, i couldnt wait to wake up for day 2.
saturday started nice and slow with a cool breeze and special coffees... pouring over the schedule, building a plan of attack, mounting excitement... by 1pm we were going to be back at the island stage for the uh huh! workshop with members of apostle of hustle and do make say think. saturday would wind up looking something like this..
Uh Huh Workshop w/ members of AoH and DMST (island stage)
Socalled (lake stage)
Tannis Slimmon, Jude Vadalla and Katherine Wheatley (island stage)
Great Wooden Trio (sun stage)
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life w/ Ron Sexsmith, Lynn Jackson, Melissa Ferrick, Angela Desveaux and Pat Robitaille (sun stage)
Rock Plaza Central (island stage)
That 1 Guy (main stage)
Besnard Lakes (island stage)
Blackie and the Rodeo Kings (main stage)
Do Make Say Think (main stage)
Apostle of Hustle (island stage)
Shout Out Out Out Out (island stage)
saturday afternoon/early evening consisted of a lot of wandering around between stages, stopping here and there to check something out, meeting up with friends here and there and going along with them, trying to find shade, taking pictures, and generally chilling out and relaxing while taking in some fine music... saving up the party for the night time..
the uh huh workshop was really cool, though, it sounded pretty much what you'd imagine it to sound like - its not such an out there combination to throw together, considering some of the other workshops throughout the weekend. nevertheless, a great post-rockin' set. the great wooden trio and the workshop with ron sexsmith at the sun stage was really great to just throw a blanket down, chill in the shade and listen to some well written songs by some great artists. pat robitaille was someone new who caught my ears from that stage. back over to the island stage for rock plaza central and there i met up with my buddy luke and we spent the next few hours splitting time between stages checking out whatever we could. luke's gone through a bit of an ordeal over the last few months, so i really enjoyed hanging out and spending some time with him. rock plaza central sounded really strong, i enjoyed them much more live than i had previously on disc... err... computer... didnt really pay much attention to that 1 guy, as we mostly stayed to the back grassy area, but people seemed to really be enjoying him. we didnt stay long there before we headed back to the island stage to listen to besnard lakes. i had seen that band a couple weeks prior here in london and overall wasnt that impressed - liked the album, but found myself bored with the live show. sitting at the picnic table outside the tent, though, they sounded really good. seemed to be putting on a great show. after a while luke suggested that we go for a walk to check the last bit of blackie and the rodeo kings and stake a space for dmst.. it was one of those things, i went into the tent to tell everyone else i was splittin' for a bit, and was totally taken by the music - the sound in the tent for besnard lakes was so powerful, and the only way to describe it was like a real whoooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa experience.. i kinda fumbled over the words, but eventually we were on the way. DMST put on a strong set as the sun was going down, and again it was really cool to just sit and listen to a band like that. nice and relaxed. i saw most of that set then headed back to the island stage for the rest of the night for what would end up being 2 of my favourite sets of the weekend: Apostle of Hustle and Shout Out Out Out Out. Apostle put on a great crunchy show that really showcased andrew whiteman's raunchy guitar abilities and clever songwriting. excellent set up for the Shout's, which kinda deserves its own paragraph....
this was definitely going to be the heavy party set of the weekend, the hard throw down, and everyone getting themselves involved knew it. scottie says to eric and i before they started that they would have to do something seriously major to fuck up with that kind of energy waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting for them. and waiting some more for them. turns out, they were waiting for something, too. somehow, they had managed to forget likely the only piece of equipment they would NEED for their show, that they certainly wouldnt be able to borrow off of anyone else on the island. when the announcement came that this piece of equipment was in a cab en route to the stage from the hotel, you'd think the place was going to turn riotous. but this was hillside. some grumbling and groaning, some people went to cry with the dears, but we waited a little longer. and i must say, it was worth every good goddamn second. once this band got going, it was everything everyone had anticipated it to be. they took the stage, announced they were a dance band and said "i see this tent is full, so lets see it." - they saw it alright. a sea of people dancing on the picnic tables, the tent packed to the gills, the band tearing through their shortened set, surely pouring out any and all frustrations, and the audience, forgiving, and giving back, eating it all up. if you can find some youtube videos, its worth having a look just for the room energy alone. a seriously intense throwdown. the 2nd saturday sweat.
good thing we let eric drive the bus saturday night, it was full of laughs and adventures - jaybone had invited us back to his campsite and after a little hike we spent a few hours killing the night with their crew around the campfire with guitars and singalongs. the walks there and back were half the fun, hahah. the clouds formed a jesus fish, the moon made the eye, we followed it back home.
aside - how bout that moon and that sky??? nice!!
for some reason i was up early and feeling refreshed, so i got packed up and left myself with nothing more to do but party the day away. we missed the gospel hour on sunday morning, but had our own little prayer session before heading down to the island for the band tribute hour. looking ahead at the schedule, i dont think i would have predicted that sunday might turn out to my overall favourite day musically, even with 2 slip sets, but, as everyone always says, hillside is as much about the things you dont know, as it is about the things you do.
When I Get Offa This Mountain Workshop w/ Tom Wilson, Ron Sexsmith, Stephen Fearing, Jude Vadala, Tannis Slimmon and friends (island stage)
Angela Desveaux (island stage)
The Slip (island stage)
Gourds and Guitars Workshop w/ Jah Yousouff, Vieux Farka Toure, Madagascar Slim (island stage)
The D'Urbervilles (lake stage)
Slippery 12 Lane Highway Workshop w/ Dave Clark, The Slip, Mihirangi, Lewis Melville and friends (lake stage)
Vieux Farka Toure (main stage)
Los Campesinos (island stage)
Mother Mother (lake stage)
Ani Difranco (main stage)
so sunday started out with music of the band, perfect for the afternoon sun when you've got 5 beer tokens left to use. no keys or bass, but some fun renditions of tunes you know by heart - cant really beat that. i stuck around for angela desveaux more or less because i wanted to stake us out a good spot for the slip - it worked. obviously i was looking forward to seeing my favourite band, and i was really happy to see the response they got - a nice standing O, considering most of the place remained seated for their set, aside from a dozen or so usual rabid followers, ;). i think scottie put it best saying they seemed to play a bit of a reserved set that highlighted their softer side, but may have left a first timer with a skewed impression of the band. i'd say thats fairly accurate. my favourite parts of the set were the broke the promised land opener and happy snails closer - that had a really sweet and clean build to it. next up was another favourite set of mine, the gourds and guitars workshop. it seems like i never left that island stage in the afternoon, haha. but this set was great, some amazing world class musicians on stage, i mean, these guys are HUGE where they're from.. and apparently it was the first time jah youssouff and vieux farka toure had ever played together, even back home in mali - so this was also a bit of a historic jam. when vieux farka toure came out he told a little story of how back in the day at home the farka toure clan were actually slaves of the youssouff clan.. good thing anne was there to translate it for me. the music these guys made together was amazing. with madagascar slim up there as well, they were just a force. some great grooves were laid down, accented by beautiful selfless soloing from all of them. i didnt stop dancing the entire hour. after that, i grabbed some food with eric and it was off to the lake stage for the last bit of the d'urbervilles and to get set up for the slip workshop.
i guess the 12 lane highway is an infamous workshop at hillside. dave clark (former rheostatic) plays conductor and drums, and you have a smattering of musicians going on all cylinders. the cast this time was held down by The Slip, with canadian folk legend Lewis Melville on guitar, New Zealand vocalist Mihirangi, another djembe player, a fellow on stand-up bass, and occassionally more people on keys, guitar and various other percussions. this was certainly the outlet for the slip to play through. this workshop totally delivered and was also a highlight of the weeknd for me. a big sound coming from the stage, these guys locking in like freight trains, and turning on a dime at dave clark's request. the vocalist had an incredible range and she would throw it through these effects and play with it.. brad would take samples and muck around as well, and there was great call and answer, note for note, going on between them. marc and andrew played excellent roles showcasing their chops as well. lewis melville may have been the most surprising one on stage, though - he was all over the place on all kinds of instruments, and he tore it up on each and every of them. never saw it comin'.
the rest of the night would yield some big time world music, the 2 surprise acts of the weekend, and a little bit of the festival headliner. sat in the grass and listened to vieux farka toure at the mainstage and got reacquainted with the sounds of west africa, before heading to the island stage for the first big surprise act of the weekend: from wales, los campesinos. a new arts and crafts signing who were apparently making their north american debut. well, they came out guns a blazin'! some speedy synth pop with catchy lyrics and melodies and a shitload of energy - the crowd totally ate it up. stayed for their whole set then went on to see the next big surprise act of the weekend at the lake stage - man, these came just in the nick of time, eh? haha. mother mother, from vancouver were over there, and they were frickin' fantastic! amazing 3 part harmonies from 2 lovely females flanking the male lead, they showcased some really clever hooks and played a really tight set of bouncy pop. seek 'em out. last up was Ani on the mainstage, and though im mostly indifferent to Ani, it was cool to see what i did of her - she is obviously an important musician to a lot of people for a reason. i did dig what she was doing up there, but after a half hour or so, we split to beat the traffic, and it turned out to be a great decision.
so, thats it, thats how my first hillside went down. it was absolutely incredible, obviously, as you can see from my verbosity, i cant seem to say enough about it. i've already got it marked on the calendar for next year.
honourable food mentions: the african peanut stew, diana's indian, and the spring rolls i had from some place tucked in the corner of the food tent. mmmmmmmmm.....
quotes of the weekend:
"hey eric, are you double fistin'?" - "yep" - "that's a lotta fistin'!"
"dont worry, we've still got enough [supplies] to make sure we dont end up hating life."
"i have a duck."
happy hillside! see you next year!
Friday, July 27, 2007
need some clowns?
you never know what the weekend will call for...
i love you, steve, i wish you the best.
i love you, steve, i wish you the best.
french revolution
i lived in london during the war. no, not that london and not that war. small-time london and a myriad of bullshit wars. that's likely how i'll remember this place. i've gotten bored, uninspired, stale, and generally disillusioned with much of everything.
there doesnt seem to be a whole lot left for me here.
if timing is everything, then i suppose the time is nigh.
time for resolution and revolution. reorganizing, restructuring, rebranding, reinvention, and reemergence.
look for me on the french side of the river. i'll be the one spilling my wine.
there doesnt seem to be a whole lot left for me here.
if timing is everything, then i suppose the time is nigh.
time for resolution and revolution. reorganizing, restructuring, rebranding, reinvention, and reemergence.
look for me on the french side of the river. i'll be the one spilling my wine.
Friday, July 13, 2007
i dig dug
doug martsch and built to spill: some of the most humble musicians you'll see on stage. a solid 15 years of pent-up hooting, hollering, cheering, clapping, song requesting, encore calling out, etc etc, overcame the toronto crowd at lee's palace and it was fun to see doug and the bands reactions and almost awkward thank yous after each tune and at the end of the night. this was wednesday night, the 2nd of the 2-night stand at lee's, marking the band's first trip to toronto in it's existence of about 15 years and there was a huge energy of anticipation and appreciation in the air. i met a few people who were at the first show the night before and all gave glowing reviews - though mixed accounts on what they actually played, hahah. my favourite was the waster in the bathroom who announced to me he was at the show the previous night... when i asked if he loved it he stared at me... "what do you think?"
"shitty?"
wednesday night's show was just as massive as the response. maybe moreso. the only song i really wanted to hear going in was Car, and i got it - basically doug solo with some light bass accompaniment. i knew everything else would have been gravy for me, and it was. they opened with Liar, the tune brian really wanted to hear going in, so all in all we couldnt lose. the encore was just like buffalo, a monstrous 20+ minute Randy Described Eternity. the drummer had his kit torn down before the final notes had come from doug's guitar. other favourites of mine were a hole tearing Conventional Wisdom, Big Dipper, and Time Trap. the set looked something like this, though im sure they're out of order and im missing a tune here or there... i always do..
Liar
Made-Up Dreams
The Source
Big Dipper
Car
Conventional Wisdom
Stop The Show
Kicked It In The Sun
Time Trap
You Were Right
Carry The Zero
Brian Eno/Bauhaus cover.. Third Uncle? (i didnt get the title, but that cover has popped up on recent setlists)
and a song from the first album which i cant remember the name
encore:
Randy Described Eternity
each time i've seen them i've been impressed by the selfless dynamic the 3 guitar players have.. this time was no different. you kind of expect to see Doug take a lot of the big solos and be the real center of attention the whole night, but he's not - he allows tons of room for the other 2 guys, and they're quite good - all of them do such crazy stuff, and its heavenly when they're doing it all at once. there's so much going on between the 3 of them, it's awesome to focus in on them individually once in a while and really focus on what they're doing to contribute to the wall. see who's layin' what bricks...
the only complaint comes from my ears to my eyes: "great sightlines, man, but those guys make us pay!"
"shitty?"
wednesday night's show was just as massive as the response. maybe moreso. the only song i really wanted to hear going in was Car, and i got it - basically doug solo with some light bass accompaniment. i knew everything else would have been gravy for me, and it was. they opened with Liar, the tune brian really wanted to hear going in, so all in all we couldnt lose. the encore was just like buffalo, a monstrous 20+ minute Randy Described Eternity. the drummer had his kit torn down before the final notes had come from doug's guitar. other favourites of mine were a hole tearing Conventional Wisdom, Big Dipper, and Time Trap. the set looked something like this, though im sure they're out of order and im missing a tune here or there... i always do..
Liar
Made-Up Dreams
The Source
Big Dipper
Car
Conventional Wisdom
Stop The Show
Kicked It In The Sun
Time Trap
You Were Right
Carry The Zero
Brian Eno/Bauhaus cover.. Third Uncle? (i didnt get the title, but that cover has popped up on recent setlists)
and a song from the first album which i cant remember the name
encore:
Randy Described Eternity
each time i've seen them i've been impressed by the selfless dynamic the 3 guitar players have.. this time was no different. you kind of expect to see Doug take a lot of the big solos and be the real center of attention the whole night, but he's not - he allows tons of room for the other 2 guys, and they're quite good - all of them do such crazy stuff, and its heavenly when they're doing it all at once. there's so much going on between the 3 of them, it's awesome to focus in on them individually once in a while and really focus on what they're doing to contribute to the wall. see who's layin' what bricks...
the only complaint comes from my ears to my eyes: "great sightlines, man, but those guys make us pay!"
Monday, July 09, 2007
jack the riffer
by the time jack white had tossed his belt into the crowd, mid-riff seguing into only the 2nd song of the night, perched up on his monitor gesturing to the crowd like "c'mon, give it to me!", and the crowd responding, arms up, giving it to him, he had earned my vote for this generation's modern rock guitar god. pure rock n roll showmanship. he had seemingly already earned 5000 or so other votes. i saw the white stripes at the JLC on the weekend for the first time and was totally blown away, all expectations thoroughly exceeded.
they opened in a big way, with a filthy dead leaves and the dirty ground going into icky thump, with the aforementioned frenzy inducing antics in the middle. the set was longer than i was expecting, and they seemed to play tons of songs.. and lots that i was wanting to hear and that had been swimming around in my head during the day leading up. highlights were im slowly turning into you, with the crowd doing big "HEY!"'s in between the organ parts, hotel yorba, finding it harder to be a gentleman, cold cold night where meg came out from the kit to sing and jack let her have the stage retreating towards the back, playing kneeling down with his back to the crowd. she maybe got the biggest ovation of the night. there was a proposal set-up, followed closely by an awesome union forever and a martyr for my love for you. the set finished with a wicked medley starting with the big 3 killed my baby > i think i smell a rat > little cream soda w/ parts of big 3 > astro (which was started earlier in the set) > i think i smell a rat. lot of energy packed in there, they had the place eating out of the palms of their hands. the encore was huge, too... i just don't know what to do with myself, you don't know what love is (you just do as you're told), hardest button to button, i can tell that we're gonna be friends, seven nation army, among others...
the stage was set up all in red with a riser at the back and a few ladders going up... jack used it as a stage for some big time riffing and soloing, stomping around in a powder to create a sort of smoke effect around his feet. a silhouette of meg filled the background most of the night, her kit was set up on an angle kind of off to the side of jack... over to the other side were an organ and some other keys that got a fair bit of use.
the crowd was totally into it all night, too... clapping along, chanting out "hey!"'s when appropriate, singing along - no doubt jack's energy was a big part of whipping them into shape.
it's kind of amazing the kind of show these 2 people can put on, without the use of a full band. to me it actually seems like the perfect dynamic for what they're creating, in a live setting it makes so much sense - i kind of wasnt expecting that, either. seeing them live gave me a whole new respect for the band, even though its not like i didnt like them before. i guess i just kinda see it a different way now. with so much amazing music out there, they're another great example of a creative way to get it out there. jack's monstrous playing certainly doesnt need any accompaniment on the guitars, and meg, for all her criticisms, i think is actually perfect for the part. she can drum, and her thrashy style is perfect for that sound and that stage dynamic - i couldnt really imagine how it could function any other way.
they continued the tradition of the afternoon secret gig on this tour, this time playing up at the arva flour mill - unfortunately, i didnt make it up to that, but by all accounts, it was pretty incredible. with this ambitious tour and all these little shows they've been doing, on top of the ridiculous rock n roll they've been dropping all over the country, i think it's safe to say this is going to go down as one legendary canadian tour.
White Stripes
John Labatt Center
London Ontario
07/07/07
Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground
Icky Thump
I'm Slowly Turning Into You >
Canon >
I'm Slowly Turning Into You
Hotel Yorba
I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentelman
Astro / Jack the Ripper
Death Letter
Cold Cold Night
Apple blossom
The Union Forever
A Martyr for my Love For You
The Big Three Killed My Baby
I think I smell a rat (riff)
Little Cream Soda (w/ big 3 words at the end)
Astro
I think I smell a rat
Encore
Blue Orchid
Party of Special Things To Do
I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself
You Don't Know What Love Is (You Just Do As You're Told)
Hardest Button To Button
Catch Hell Blues
We're Going To Be Friends
Seven Nation Army
Boll weevill
they opened in a big way, with a filthy dead leaves and the dirty ground going into icky thump, with the aforementioned frenzy inducing antics in the middle. the set was longer than i was expecting, and they seemed to play tons of songs.. and lots that i was wanting to hear and that had been swimming around in my head during the day leading up. highlights were im slowly turning into you, with the crowd doing big "HEY!"'s in between the organ parts, hotel yorba, finding it harder to be a gentleman, cold cold night where meg came out from the kit to sing and jack let her have the stage retreating towards the back, playing kneeling down with his back to the crowd. she maybe got the biggest ovation of the night. there was a proposal set-up, followed closely by an awesome union forever and a martyr for my love for you. the set finished with a wicked medley starting with the big 3 killed my baby > i think i smell a rat > little cream soda w/ parts of big 3 > astro (which was started earlier in the set) > i think i smell a rat. lot of energy packed in there, they had the place eating out of the palms of their hands. the encore was huge, too... i just don't know what to do with myself, you don't know what love is (you just do as you're told), hardest button to button, i can tell that we're gonna be friends, seven nation army, among others...
the stage was set up all in red with a riser at the back and a few ladders going up... jack used it as a stage for some big time riffing and soloing, stomping around in a powder to create a sort of smoke effect around his feet. a silhouette of meg filled the background most of the night, her kit was set up on an angle kind of off to the side of jack... over to the other side were an organ and some other keys that got a fair bit of use.
the crowd was totally into it all night, too... clapping along, chanting out "hey!"'s when appropriate, singing along - no doubt jack's energy was a big part of whipping them into shape.
it's kind of amazing the kind of show these 2 people can put on, without the use of a full band. to me it actually seems like the perfect dynamic for what they're creating, in a live setting it makes so much sense - i kind of wasnt expecting that, either. seeing them live gave me a whole new respect for the band, even though its not like i didnt like them before. i guess i just kinda see it a different way now. with so much amazing music out there, they're another great example of a creative way to get it out there. jack's monstrous playing certainly doesnt need any accompaniment on the guitars, and meg, for all her criticisms, i think is actually perfect for the part. she can drum, and her thrashy style is perfect for that sound and that stage dynamic - i couldnt really imagine how it could function any other way.
they continued the tradition of the afternoon secret gig on this tour, this time playing up at the arva flour mill - unfortunately, i didnt make it up to that, but by all accounts, it was pretty incredible. with this ambitious tour and all these little shows they've been doing, on top of the ridiculous rock n roll they've been dropping all over the country, i think it's safe to say this is going to go down as one legendary canadian tour.
White Stripes
John Labatt Center
London Ontario
07/07/07
Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground
Icky Thump
I'm Slowly Turning Into You >
Canon >
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Saturday, July 07, 2007
sometimes choices arent so clear...
since i was avoiding ryan the last few days, i went back to last couple Rheos shows, and specifically this little nugget from the Horseshoe show...
queer > saskatchewan > queer reprise. (click to download the tunes)
queer's classic dave, and its good to hear, but i recommend using that first 4 minutes to prime yourself for what's to come in the 2nd and 3rd acts.
saskatchewan could very well be my favourite Rheostatics song, and its often the one i'll play for people if they're unfamiliar. the double live version, though - the definitive. haha. this saskatchewan is nothing like that at all, but i think it's a pretty emotional and telling version, given the context of swirling rumours and drug references scattered through the couple shows. the noodly intro is almost a little awkward but comes together very sweetly as they dissolve into one another. from there, the band interplay takes on this very soft touch with the guys providing this cushiony pillow for martin to play in for 5 or so minutes. then things start to get deep. and dark. and perhaps downright scary. the musical equivalent of a spiral into Heady Hell (or Heaven, depending on your perspective). martin cranks 'er up and bares his soul through some gut wrenching and beautifully harsh guitar play and with his final words on the matter, they ride it out into the reprise...
... which comes back with a bidini roundhouse to the chin. as far as im concerned, this was dave at some of his finest on these last few shows. the angst, fervour, and energy that he was rockin' that bar with, he had the whole place on his team. and imagine a sardine packed horseshoe, shaking the floor, not a person standing still, barely a soul left to its owner. some of the best energy i've felt at a bar show in toronto, ever, this is gonna go down as a top 5 musical moment of 2007 for sure.
you can download both of the last 2 Rheostatics shows on the rheostaticslive site, here.
queer > saskatchewan > queer reprise. (click to download the tunes)
queer's classic dave, and its good to hear, but i recommend using that first 4 minutes to prime yourself for what's to come in the 2nd and 3rd acts.
saskatchewan could very well be my favourite Rheostatics song, and its often the one i'll play for people if they're unfamiliar. the double live version, though - the definitive. haha. this saskatchewan is nothing like that at all, but i think it's a pretty emotional and telling version, given the context of swirling rumours and drug references scattered through the couple shows. the noodly intro is almost a little awkward but comes together very sweetly as they dissolve into one another. from there, the band interplay takes on this very soft touch with the guys providing this cushiony pillow for martin to play in for 5 or so minutes. then things start to get deep. and dark. and perhaps downright scary. the musical equivalent of a spiral into Heady Hell (or Heaven, depending on your perspective). martin cranks 'er up and bares his soul through some gut wrenching and beautifully harsh guitar play and with his final words on the matter, they ride it out into the reprise...
... which comes back with a bidini roundhouse to the chin. as far as im concerned, this was dave at some of his finest on these last few shows. the angst, fervour, and energy that he was rockin' that bar with, he had the whole place on his team. and imagine a sardine packed horseshoe, shaking the floor, not a person standing still, barely a soul left to its owner. some of the best energy i've felt at a bar show in toronto, ever, this is gonna go down as a top 5 musical moment of 2007 for sure.
you can download both of the last 2 Rheostatics shows on the rheostaticslive site, here.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
take it easy, tiger
so far, today is marking the first time in about a week and a half that i havent listened to ryan adams' new record, easy tiger, about 3 or 4 times through. though, i'll admit to clicking a few tracks here and there (pearls on a string, ripoff, these girls..). i dunno if i can keep it up, though... must.. resist.. temptation... might.. lose.. mind... album.. is.. so'good...
Monday, July 02, 2007
Happy Canada (yester)Day
had a great day yesterday.. started off with 18 at echo valley, had a good shoot in the evening, then finished it off watching the fireworks down at the Forks. i gotta say, i was pretty impressed with the display this sleepy city put on. more than a few times i threw depth perception to the wind and immersed myself in those visuals - with the clear black sky as the backdrop, sometimes those big suckers look like they're shooting right at you. there were some big boomers, some fancy dancers, and some stunning patterns of exploding dust lighting up that sky - and with a shit eating grin on my face, all i could think was "someday, that's gonna be me".
here's to another 140, Canada...
here's to another 140, Canada...
Monday, June 18, 2007
weekend at izzy's top ten listzy
i've been to izzy's campground in waterford a few times for some music festivals, and generally, i dont have very good memories of that place - from heartbreak, to sickness, to ugly truths on bad trips, something always seemed to get shitty there. i mean, it had its share of good times, too, dont get me wrong, some decent music, but overall, those festivals got kinda sketchy. this past weekend, though, i had a chance to go back there with some friends from around SoOn that i know from going to see live music, but without a music festival going on. just some straight up camping and good times.
no shittiness. no crappy bands. no wooks.
and i gotta say it was incredible. it was really nice to hang out with all these folks outside of a live music setting and just have some laughs, relax, and soak up all the great weather. even when the rain came pouring down, just as i was about to fall asleep sunday morning and i realized i hadnt put the fly on my tent, the tree coverage and mesh in my tent made it a great cool light mist to fall asleep in. and my tent wasnt even wet inside when i woke up. beautiful. i met some more great people and learned some things, too.
to switch it up a bit, i decided to compile a bit of a top 10 highlight reel from the weekend - here goes:
10) no one had to take schwa to the hospital.
9) becky's prom dresses. all of them.
8) *ding* "ALL OF THE MARSHMELLOWS ARE DISAPPEARING FROM THIS PLANET!"
7) the many wisdoms of corey.
6) potato chip alley
5) the encounter with the shakey handed lunatic who proclaimed himself my worst nightmare, after he got all pissed off from nearly getting nipped by Luna - im sure the dog knew what she was doing, prick.
4) *ding* "HELP, I'VE FALLEN....er ..... HELP ME UP!"
3) brian's fires.
2) reaching peak relaxation around the fire before going to sleep on sunday morning.
1) late-night psychadelic glow-in-the-dark frisbee in a field of fireflies beneath the stars. wow.
it was actually because of a stroke of bad luck that i was able to go there this weekend in the first place, but in the end, i'd say my luck turned out just fine.
no shittiness. no crappy bands. no wooks.
and i gotta say it was incredible. it was really nice to hang out with all these folks outside of a live music setting and just have some laughs, relax, and soak up all the great weather. even when the rain came pouring down, just as i was about to fall asleep sunday morning and i realized i hadnt put the fly on my tent, the tree coverage and mesh in my tent made it a great cool light mist to fall asleep in. and my tent wasnt even wet inside when i woke up. beautiful. i met some more great people and learned some things, too.
to switch it up a bit, i decided to compile a bit of a top 10 highlight reel from the weekend - here goes:
10) no one had to take schwa to the hospital.
9) becky's prom dresses. all of them.
8) *ding* "ALL OF THE MARSHMELLOWS ARE DISAPPEARING FROM THIS PLANET!"
7) the many wisdoms of corey.
6) potato chip alley
5) the encounter with the shakey handed lunatic who proclaimed himself my worst nightmare, after he got all pissed off from nearly getting nipped by Luna - im sure the dog knew what she was doing, prick.
4) *ding* "HELP, I'VE FALLEN....er ..... HELP ME UP!"
3) brian's fires.
2) reaching peak relaxation around the fire before going to sleep on sunday morning.
1) late-night psychadelic glow-in-the-dark frisbee in a field of fireflies beneath the stars. wow.
it was actually because of a stroke of bad luck that i was able to go there this weekend in the first place, but in the end, i'd say my luck turned out just fine.
Friday, June 15, 2007
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