Monthly Archive for April, 2001

honos habet opus

honour carries responsibilityMy allergies today gave me a headache. I haven’t really had real allergies since 1997. It’s bizzare, cos they used to be horrendous. Then I went to TN and they got very mild. Once I got back to DC last spring they seemed to have disappeared. But alas, my body is back to normal, I presume, and my allergies are back in black. I can’t breathe. I feel like a coke-head. My nasal passage feels bruised. ARG…I need to see a doctor to get a prescription. I need that 12 hour allergy relieve stuff they advertise on the tele.

My headache was so bad today I had to come home and pop in THE JOSHUA TREE. I just played the first side. After listening to it, I realized how much I was missing by playing it on my old stereo. There were sounds and textures and feelings that were never portrayed to me before. I especially noticed the attack of the drums on Where the Streets Have No Name. The drums on this record are phenomenal. The player is not phenomenal, but he knows when not to play, which then makes him/her phenomenal. Very similar to Ringo Starr. Most people can’t distinguish a non-flashy drummer with a bad drummer. There is a huge difference. The drummer for the Offspring however, is a bad drummer. I digress. I sometimes still miss my late drum teacher. She taught me so much. Even outside of music. She also taught me how to contort my legs like a pretzel. I miss ya Nora.

At work today the guy I work with got an assistant, more or less. She is pretty cute, which I guess helps in Promotions. And doesnt hurt she’s half-Jewish. She’s all mouse-y in that cute kind of way. She is mega rock though. Totally hooked my ass up with alleviating a lot of the burden of trivial blah, like contesting. So I did end up going to work at 7.30am today so we (me and the Promotions Director) could move her (the new girl’s) desk outside in the parking lot. We did this to she’s have to say HI to all the people coming in to the station. We even put her computer out there with a power supply. But he caved in and bought it back. Meanwhile we moved all our desks in our room around and it rocks more now!

Most Suprising Influences on George Clinton and P-Funk (Excluding James Brown, Jimi Hendrix, and Sly Stone)

  1. Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers- Inspired a teenaged George to want to sing for a living.
  2. The British Invasion- Before hitting it big, George produced soulful cover versions of a few Beatles songs; worked with British born rocker Ruth Copeland.
  3. Iggy Pop and the Stooges, and the MC5- Their freaked-out stage shows in Detroit pointed the way for the early Funkadelic.
  4. Frank Zappa- His approach to packaging influenced Funkadelic album-cover artist/conceptualist Pedro Bell.
  5. Sun Ra- Let George know that space was the place.
  6. Smokey Robinson- Taught George the importance of strong pop hooks
  7. Process Church of the Final Judgement- Quasi-satanic hippy cult’s tracts published on first four Funkadelic LPs.

plastic hands

I like this pictureNo more weekend recap to add to Mat’s, but it was nice to put sum names with face. And, I DID want to take home the aforementioned accented bar owner. Wrap him up with a big bow. He was super-uber-cute in a British, bald, skinny, football-loving, homosexual-Dupont Circle-kind of way. I bet he would be a good chap to chug a beverage with.

Also, buying lollipops was a damn smart move.

More Important Stuff:

I was born 10 years too late. Maybe 8 years too late.

Either way, I was too late. I was around 13 when Kembrew McLeod hit full force at my alma mater, James Madison University (located in the lovely and smelly Shenandoah Valley.) This man is a bonafide genius.

Some Kembrew things for you to ponder:

1. “I trademarked the phrase freedom of expression├é┬«. I have proof: trademark number 2,127,381 and a certificate that reads, “the application was examined and determined to be in compliance with the requirements of the law and with the regulations prescribed by the Commissioner of Patents and Trademarks, and that the Applicant is entitled to registration of the Mark … Freedom of Expression.” Does this mean I can sue anyone in the United States for using the term without my permission? Not really.”

No, really, he trademarked the saying “Freedom of Expression.” How ironicly ironic.

2. Kembrew ran for Student Government President.

“–If elected, he will receive a sex change operation live on the school Commons.
–Voting for Kembrew will insure free passage into the afterlife of your choice.
–To alleviate pedestrian traffic problems, he will set up a complex system of ropes and pulleys linking academic buildings and dorms.
–Lastly, he will require University President Ron Carrier to wear a foam rubber lobster costume to all public events.”

3. Kembrew and his buddies jokingly joined a “Battle of the Bands” competition at my ultra-Christian school.

“At this point we had totally offended everyone who wasn’t in on the joke. During the performance of “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall” (which obviously exceeded our time limit), our friends threw confetti in the air with the word “Satan” written on it while Sander mock-crucified me on stage.”

Along with these things, he also tried to get my alma mater’s mascot changed from a Duke Dog (that’s a bulldog wearing a crown, from those of you not in the know) to a three-eyed pig with antlers. He was almost successful.

He also married 100 students to bananas in a mass wedding ceremony on the campus Commons, and he was the first person to sell his soul on Ebay.

All quotes taken from Go visit.

PS Mat’s not the first Matt to bark at me. Woof! Bow wow.

i chased the charm

proofIt’s bizzare. I haven’t not posted in this long of a time, in a long time. It’s also bizzare if I look back to my old posts how small my posts were. Anyways. I got a new CD today. I got the Flaming Lips “In a Priest Driven Ambulance.” This is the first Lips’ CD recommended by the band. The ones before that were just kinda blantantly bad. And not in that good kind of way, either. I was also supposed to get this 8 song EP from right after Transmissions from the Satellite Heart. But the dude sent the LP after Transmissions not the EP…arg…people are dumb. But at least Tchad Blake mixed the stereo imaging for Ruby Vroom from the drummer’s perspective. The way it should be.

So this past weekend was OM Fest:: DC. Much of a fun time was at least held by me. On Saturday, Jess and I head out to the Metro around 1. We get a call from Zander and Zac…”We, uh, gonna be a little late” Of course. They (more so with Zander) are awful at getting ready. Almost as bad as Jess. So anyways…we (me and Jess) get to Dupont Circle in DC and meet up with Brian. For some reason I imagined Elle to be there first. But alas, Brian is there with his already burnt nose! Poor thing. We chat and look at his World Booky thing. Finally Zander and Zac appear. Another weird order of events. Zander and Zac both beat Elle as well. Finally we see her and I bark a little at her. Wooo! We did it. Now we are off to find a place to eat. We sorta walk around for a while and end up at this semi-dive bar. This bar is however oozing with charm. We all order our drinks from the cool accented man. A few of us get real “beverages” the others just get cokes. I got a Heiny. It’s been a while. Dad used to always drink that when I was in High School and would always hook me up with one and even then I could barely finish one. After Zac fully admitted to having bad taste in music, I went upstairs to potty. I then found the best bathroom ever. The wall read “Frank Zappa is God” This is fact, of course, but it’s not widely known. That bathroom rocked.

Then we all hopped back on the Metro and headed for the Mall (Smithsonian area) in DC. There we waited for Daniel to show. He finally called me on my cell and said he was over by the buses. He was making a funny. Haha! So he finally makes it over to us after the Boy Scout Brian turns on his homemade homing beacon he made out of common table salt. After making friends with the German tourist who were looking for Arlington Cemetary in DC, and the tourgroup in all tacky shirts, we headed for the Metro again. I will still think of that transvestite that mashed his plush boobies in my face that one fateful nite with Addy. We take the Metro to U Street/Cardoza to get to the Wilson Center

After way more than 4-5 blocks we find it. It’s pretty far from the Metro so my legs in fact, now, are still sore from that. We later find out there was a Metro stop litterally one block behind the Wilson Center. Damn the man, and his damn tourbook! Upon walking in to the Wilson Center Welch finds me! Wow…He was quick to the punch. Then we all ate dinner at a pretty cooley mexican place. Yum!!! It was so good, but i barely could eat anything. Maybe it was just really filling. The opening bands as always, sucked. The Dismemberment Plan went on before expected. There are always firsts for punk rock time! The dancing man was there this time as well. He’s been at every Dismemberment Plan show I’ve seen. Perhaps a mascot of somesort? Haha. The show was pretty good. Nothing like a Ft Reno show. I really liked that basement of a church venue though. Mega punk rock. Mega cool. Other than the more annoying than ska-dancers the show was pretty decent. After the show at the Metro i spotted a dude with a MARBLE 7″ It was the 7″ i produced. Made me feel mega special………..woooo! Then we all went home and I slept…Ask yourself the question, anyone but me

Oh yeah. My sister got engaged this weekend to her long time boyfriend. Go her! I will have a brother-in-law. Ahhh…I always thought I’d get married first, as well. I gotta get cooking!

Observations from the weekend:
-Elle can be very witty even if she doesn’t speak
-Elle also realized soon after I was barking at her
-Brian is very worldly and resourceful
-Zac still listens to very mainstream music
-Zander is still a Vixen
-Welch is very fucking cool for a 16 year old
-Welch’s friend talks little and eats little
-Daniel is cool for brining me a Tortoise CD!
-Jess coughed more this weekend, than in my whole life
-Mat will never learn to play golf even though his soon-to-be-brother-in-law plays it
-Zac always gets props for being the first ever and consistant OM billboard
-Next time if you are late, that if your tough shit!