Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Ben Harper & Relentless7
It turns out that Ben Harper's new band is pretty badass. He is onto a new project with some very talented musicians. Relentless7 features Ben Harper on slide guitars and vocals, Jason Mozersky on lead guitars, Jesse Ingalls on bass and keys, and Jordan Richardson on drums. Apparently Ben has known these guys for a while, and he recently decided he wanted to do a 70's rock thing. I've seen several videos on YouTube already, and his shows at smaller clubs in the LA area have been selling out very quickly. If they come to your area, go see them. It's definitely a show you don't want to miss.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
What a show. What a country
So i went and saw KC and the Sunshine Band at Barnebys Bar and Grill on Sunday. They were just as good as i have always imagined, and i have spent a lot of time imagining it. Sure i would have liked to have seen KC as a beautiful 20 year old, but i will take the 58 year old man that was poured into a leather vest anyday. That voice, those legs, that receding hairline! He played all the hits, served up some deliciously spicy chicken wings and (i am not ashamed to say this) made sweet tender love to me afterwards in the male bathroom. You havent lived until you've had a 238 pound chunk of funk on top of you. Highly Recommended.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Hiatus Shmiatus for a Good Cause
Callum Robbins, son of J. Robbins (Jawbox, Burning Airlines, Channels, plus a slew of producing and engineering credits) and Janet Morgan (Channels), is in need of your help.
Desoto Records is asking for donations to help J. and Janet fund treatments for their son's life threatening diseases. You can go to Desoto Records website to learn more and help out.
http://www.desotorecords.com/cal/index.shtml
For a year that started so awfully here in Richmond, it'll feel good to do something for some musicians and their family this holiday season.
Desoto Records is asking for donations to help J. and Janet fund treatments for their son's life threatening diseases. You can go to Desoto Records website to learn more and help out.
http://www.desotorecords.com/cal/index.shtml
For a year that started so awfully here in Richmond, it'll feel good to do something for some musicians and their family this holiday season.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
A tail of Pickles
“You will not touch my pickles!”
It had been a long day for Farmer Chockles. Earlier he was forced to assault Jermon with his pitchfork and now Clarint was trying to unlawfully steal his pickles
.
“Lay off you old Mackledam,” Clarint said as he stroked the pickle basket. “I ain’t trying to steal these pickles. I’m just going to borrow them and store them in my abdomen.”
Farmer Chockles’ temper was rising.
“You will do no such thing young man!” he exclaimed. “You think I don’t know about you? I seen how you look at my pickles. Your eyes all aglazed, hoping you can steal one to put in your pants.”
Clarint smiled a mischievous smile. “That’s right,” Farmer Chockles continued, “I know what young fellas do with pickles. But I’ll see none of that today!”
Clarint shrugged, pulled up his pants and walked off. Farmer Chockles placed the pickle back in the basket and walked back into his hut. The fire was burning inside, and the pot that sat over it was rapidly heating. Farmer Chockles pulled up a stool and started to cut pickle slices into the pot. He had spent all day out in the pickle fields and now he would have a rich reward of pickle stew. He so loved pickle stew. The secret was to use three full pickles, only four pinecones as opposed to the usual six and then add just a little bit of goat urine. Most prefer the traditional mixture of cow urine and squirrel semen, but not Farmer Chockles. All he needed was that goat urine and he was set. He was halfway through cutting the second pickle when Sabvert flew in through an open window and vomited into the pot.
“Sweet fucking mastodon!” Farmer Chockles exclaimed at the crow. “What the hell are you doing?”
Sabvert cocked his head. “Spices,” he said.
“What did you eat today?” Farmer Chockles asked suspiciously.
“ Spiders, honey, berries,” the bird said looking around the hut.
“Liar!” Farmer Chockles yelled as he threw down his knife. “ You had squirrel semen, didn’t you! Answer me!”
Sabvert flew over to the bed and began to clean his feathers. “Just a little bit” he said,” it was free. Laren the Patchy was having a spring-cleaning and he was giving it to anyone who wanted it.”
Farmer Chockles shook his head. “Well michy michy magoo,” he said. “If I offered to shit on your head for free, would you take that too?”
Sabvert stopped cleaning and looked up. “Are you offering?” he asked.
“Oh get out of here,” Farmer Chockles said as he sat back down and continued cutting.
“I ain’t leaving,” Sabvert said, “I wants some stew.”
“I thought you just ate,” Farmer Chockles said not looking up. “Isn’t your belly all full of squirrel semen?”
“Jekus, you sure are hung up on this whole squirrel semen thing aren’t you?” Sabvert said flying over to the window. “For your information, I only had a Dixie cup worth of the stuff.” And with that Sabvert flew off into the early evening sky.
Farmer Chockles continued making his stew.
It had been a long day for Farmer Chockles. Earlier he was forced to assault Jermon with his pitchfork and now Clarint was trying to unlawfully steal his pickles
.
“Lay off you old Mackledam,” Clarint said as he stroked the pickle basket. “I ain’t trying to steal these pickles. I’m just going to borrow them and store them in my abdomen.”
Farmer Chockles’ temper was rising.
“You will do no such thing young man!” he exclaimed. “You think I don’t know about you? I seen how you look at my pickles. Your eyes all aglazed, hoping you can steal one to put in your pants.”
Clarint smiled a mischievous smile. “That’s right,” Farmer Chockles continued, “I know what young fellas do with pickles. But I’ll see none of that today!”
Clarint shrugged, pulled up his pants and walked off. Farmer Chockles placed the pickle back in the basket and walked back into his hut. The fire was burning inside, and the pot that sat over it was rapidly heating. Farmer Chockles pulled up a stool and started to cut pickle slices into the pot. He had spent all day out in the pickle fields and now he would have a rich reward of pickle stew. He so loved pickle stew. The secret was to use three full pickles, only four pinecones as opposed to the usual six and then add just a little bit of goat urine. Most prefer the traditional mixture of cow urine and squirrel semen, but not Farmer Chockles. All he needed was that goat urine and he was set. He was halfway through cutting the second pickle when Sabvert flew in through an open window and vomited into the pot.
“Sweet fucking mastodon!” Farmer Chockles exclaimed at the crow. “What the hell are you doing?”
Sabvert cocked his head. “Spices,” he said.
“What did you eat today?” Farmer Chockles asked suspiciously.
“ Spiders, honey, berries,” the bird said looking around the hut.
“Liar!” Farmer Chockles yelled as he threw down his knife. “ You had squirrel semen, didn’t you! Answer me!”
Sabvert flew over to the bed and began to clean his feathers. “Just a little bit” he said,” it was free. Laren the Patchy was having a spring-cleaning and he was giving it to anyone who wanted it.”
Farmer Chockles shook his head. “Well michy michy magoo,” he said. “If I offered to shit on your head for free, would you take that too?”
Sabvert stopped cleaning and looked up. “Are you offering?” he asked.
“Oh get out of here,” Farmer Chockles said as he sat back down and continued cutting.
“I ain’t leaving,” Sabvert said, “I wants some stew.”
“I thought you just ate,” Farmer Chockles said not looking up. “Isn’t your belly all full of squirrel semen?”
“Jekus, you sure are hung up on this whole squirrel semen thing aren’t you?” Sabvert said flying over to the window. “For your information, I only had a Dixie cup worth of the stuff.” And with that Sabvert flew off into the early evening sky.
Farmer Chockles continued making his stew.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Um....uh....wow
Monkey see, monkey, well, do.
yeah, so thats disgusting.
And uncalled for.
Did i mention disgusting?
Despite all of that I totally agree with Pitchfork on this one. Jet is a horrible, horrible band. Monkey pissing bad? Yes. Yes they are. Why waste words on them? Well played PFM.
yeah, so thats disgusting.
And uncalled for.
Did i mention disgusting?
Despite all of that I totally agree with Pitchfork on this one. Jet is a horrible, horrible band. Monkey pissing bad? Yes. Yes they are. Why waste words on them? Well played PFM.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Extreme Nerd Challenge
Happening right now at Viewingfork. Come see me in all my nerd glory. Honestly this is the kind of thing you can only do if you are secure in your geekness and don't mind admitting to things like you own Lord of the rings action figures, or your wife has a dress made out of a Star Wars sheet.
See if you can stump me. I doubt it.
TQT
See if you can stump me. I doubt it.
TQT
Thursday, September 21, 2006
SPECIAL BENEFIT - PLEASE READ
Please donate at www.roguewavemusic.com and read below...
On September 30th 2006, San Francisco band Rogue Wave will host a benefit concert to raise money for their drummer Pat Spurgeon, who is in desperate need of a kidney transplant.
The benefit concert will feature performances by Rogue Wave, Ben Gibbard (Death Cab for Cutie,) Matthew Caws (Nada Surf,) Ryan Miller (Guster,) John Vanderslice, and other special guests. Daniel Handler (AKA Lemony Snickett) will MC the event.
Pat was born with one kidney and it failed. He had his first transplant in 1993, which served him well until now. After 13 years, it has started to deteriorate. He has been on dialysis since April and is hoping desperately to find a donor. Some of their friends have gotten tested to see if they are a match, but Pat has yet to hear good news. Provided he finds a donor, there will be an enormous amount of costs that both Pat and his donor will incur.
In a logical world, medical insurance would cover his donor's and his expenses after the procedure, but it does not; so he and his family must carry the financial burden. The expenses can be huge. We are trying to raise money for costs like: donor's travel, care, bills, lost work wages, etc., as well as Pat's expenses, care, bills, etc. while he is in recovery.
On September 30th 2006, San Francisco band Rogue Wave will host a benefit concert to raise money for their drummer Pat Spurgeon, who is in desperate need of a kidney transplant.
The benefit concert will feature performances by Rogue Wave, Ben Gibbard (Death Cab for Cutie,) Matthew Caws (Nada Surf,) Ryan Miller (Guster,) John Vanderslice, and other special guests. Daniel Handler (AKA Lemony Snickett) will MC the event.
Pat was born with one kidney and it failed. He had his first transplant in 1993, which served him well until now. After 13 years, it has started to deteriorate. He has been on dialysis since April and is hoping desperately to find a donor. Some of their friends have gotten tested to see if they are a match, but Pat has yet to hear good news. Provided he finds a donor, there will be an enormous amount of costs that both Pat and his donor will incur.
In a logical world, medical insurance would cover his donor's and his expenses after the procedure, but it does not; so he and his family must carry the financial burden. The expenses can be huge. We are trying to raise money for costs like: donor's travel, care, bills, lost work wages, etc., as well as Pat's expenses, care, bills, etc. while he is in recovery.
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