5.30.2007

Memorial Day Odds and Ends

Enjoyed a nice 4 night weekend (we closed Monday night. Yay!)... nice and restful. And needed. But not as needed as my upcoming vacation (which, actually, is just a slightly longer long weekend... I'm only taking two working nights off, as well as the weekend itself). Definately looking forward to that.




Buddha had a double-header this weekend, of which I caught the local show at Mr. Beery's (much as I love da Buddha, I just couldn't manage the trip up to Albany. The cost of gas, plus tolls, plus $40 just to get in the front gate? Sure it was a festival, which is why the cost, but I just couldn't see myself doing the trip at this point. Mind you, this is the same gal who followed the band down to N. Virgina for an overnight trip... and one that I wasn't guaranteed a place to sleep.)
Anyway... Blind Robbery opened up for 'em at Beery's... and they put on a good show as always. Craig, especially is just a thrill to watch. I want to grab Tracy and Matt from my own band and have them come to one of their shows... just to see the showmanship. I grabbed some video of Buddha... and I wish my camera took clips that are longer than 3 minutes. When yer talking about a jam band that just goes buck wild with the solos on stage, 3 minutes just ain't gonna cut it. I swear the camera would just cut out in the middle of someone's solo, too... usually Bob's. One of these days, I'll invest in a video cam... or maybe I'll just find a camera that allows for longer clips (because there is something seriously screwed up with my camera anyway... I get all these wacky scan lines... and it's through both stills and vids). Perhaps that'll be the next thing I save my pennies for... we'll see. Meantime, three of the vids are posted up at YouTube: Eight Days Ago, Habitual Ritual & a new instrumental piece, Mocos Locos.
Da Buddha was excellent, of course... and new boy Joey D. absolutely shined with a couple of keyboard solos that just left me all kinds of impressed (let me explain something here: I'm not at all easily impressed by keyboardists... most of them (in my experience) tend to think more of their abilities than they warrant). And his opening solo before Eight Days Ago just made me grin (even if it did have a hint of New Agey flavour to it in the opening notes)... as a Phrogish chuckle, it was a nice way to cover up the re-tuning sounds the guys were making in the background (hey, when you play as hard as these guys do, chances are, you're gonna have to retune a little in the middle of a set to make sure you sound your best for the rest of it... it's not like they have techs and spare guitars off-stage to be ready at a moment's notice).
They should be in the studio recording for the new album sometime this fall. Should be an interesting sound this time around... there have been some changes in the line up (there have been change ups each time, tho... so this is nothing new)... and some new dynamics going on. As always, I'm looking forward to hearing how everything comes together. I'm especially looking forward to one of my new favourites: Jasmine and Vanilla.





I'm a little sad tonight, too. When yer sitting at work and you see a group of 6 women come in, and they all look related, and two of them are younger teens... and it's 2:30 in the mourning... you just know it's not for a good reason. So when they said they needed to print up "some programs," it was fairly obvious to me that these weren't programs for a high school play. Sure enough, when I opened up the file, it was a memorial booklet for a funeral.
I try to bend over backwards for folks when they come in for this particular kind of job. My reasoning is this: I figure that they have enough on their plate, with grief and all the other arrangements they have to deal with, the last thing they want to have to stress over is the printing of rememberance booklets. I've had nights where I have jobs up the ying-yang, all of them due in the early mourning... and I'll put them off to run off funeral programs. It's just the right thing to do, ya know?
So, I'm running these prints while they wait, and as I'm looking at the pages coming out of the printer, I'm reading little bits and pieces. First thing that caught my eye was the "Sunrise/Sunset" dates. Two things immediately went through my brain: one, that the woman passed the day before her birthday; two, that she would have just turned 36. Now, I don't know what the causes of death were, and honestly, it doesn't make a difference to me if it was sickness, or some kind of accident... what caught in my throat was the fact that she was only a year older than me.
Life's short. Sometimes even shorter than you expect.




And so is my break, for that matter.

5.23.2007

And another show bites the dust

So I found out a couple days ago that one of the two shows I watch has been cancelled. Granted, I watched from the official site online, and not off the television (I haven't had a TV in my room in over a year)... but it was from the official site, and not BitTorrent'd or otherwise unlawfully watched.
-sigh- and I liked Jericho, too. And the damn show ended on a cliffhanger (as most season finales do)... so there's no way of even finding out what happened with the war with New Bern. Bah.
But... I did sign the online petition. Not that I expect it'll do anything... but better safe than sorry, and who knows?

At least Lost is still on the air (at least until 2010, according to the site). As damn wierd as it's getting. And I can still watch that online to boot! But damn it's just getting strange.




Buddha's back in town now... and gigging this Friday night at Mr. Beery's. Should be an awesome start to a long holiday weekend (yes, long for me, too... I have off Monday night! Woooooo!)... let's hope the weather is nice. Me, I'll just settle for being able to hear with both ears (my left ear's been clogged since I've been sick. I'm thinking mid-ear infection from the cold... which means it's basically got to go away on it's own. And it kinda is... it's better than it was a couple nights ago... and the popping at night is driving me nuts... but that popping means that it's clearing (since my hearing gets better each time)... I hope. I'm going to give it another week... if it's not cleared by then, I'm going to the doctor). Regardless, I'll get my music-fix, and be able to hang some with folks over the weekend. Buddha on Friday... maybe on Saturday, too, if I don't hear back from a certain someone (Matt, this means you... even tho I know you don't read this) about his birthday plans.

And karaoke on Sunday night at the Lizard Lounge with a bunch of friends. We may even get to hear some opera that night ;)




That's it for now.

5.15.2007

A LOT Later, It Seems

Okay, so I expected to have this up, oh, a week ago. I wasn't expecting the slight cold I had been nursing that prior week (including that day I was out, celebrating the warm weather and sunshine) to turn into the cold from hell. (on a side note, I'm starting to wonder if I'm starting to develop allergies now... I've never had allergies before, but as this has been the 3rd cold since the beginning of the year (and usually I'm good for just about ONE a year), I am, of course, starting to look at other things. Like maybe these past two colds haven't been colds.)
Anyway, I'm still nursing it... but I'm well enough to go back to work (I was out all last week. Not the kind of vacation I like to take... especially considering I only had about 10 hours worth of sick time built up)... truth told tho, I'd rather be sleeping. In that nifty drug-induced slumber that only 'Tussin can provide.




On the other hand... maybe not. Those drug-induced sleeps can give a body the wierdest dreams. Hell, I was dreaming -in- my dreams. I woke up with a sense of both redundancy and deja vu. Not an easy thing to do, considering especially that I don't usually remember any of my dreams (and even the pieces/parts I sometimes remember get really hazy after being up for about an hour or so).
In any case, I was dreaming that I had woken up from another dream, with a sense of slight urgency to call someone. I remember asking "Are you home yet?" and then waking up. For real this time. Was very wierd. Of course, I was still feeling a little druggy when I did wake up, so there's the convienent scapegoat.
The subject of the dream doesn't surprise me, either. Not with the amount of times the name had been coming up recently. -shrugs-




On the plus side: I wasn't feeling so bad about not being on vacation in St. Croix with Buddha. Would not have been a happy thing for me to have been that sick and miserable... and out of the country at the same time. Flashbacks of Vegas for me. (okay, Vagas is still in the country, I know that... I'm just compounding that with the idea that I would have been out of the country had I been rabid fan-girl this past week.) They had their last gig this night as I was getting ready to go to work. I told Bob I wanted lots of blackmail pics ;) I will, of course, settle for any photos of 'em.
But I get to see 'em live at Mr. Beery's on the 25th this month. Yay.




Finally got to see Avenue Q this past weekend. Was supposed to go last year (got tickets as a gift... Christmas, I think... could have been birthday... I can never remember these things) with Michele and company... but due to the whole back thing that I am SO done with whining about, I wound up not going (and my ticket went with a worthy person in my place). I almost didn't go this time, either... but I was going to be damned if I missed it -twice- like that (it's almost as though someone was trying to tell me I wasn't meant to go). So... hacking what was left of my half a lung left (and trying to time it for the laughing bits... easier than you think), and managing to not claw my skin off (I mentioned earlier about my theory on this being allergies? Yeah... Random Hives made an appearance again)... I enjoyed the show, the company, the dinner afterwards, and foray to the South Street Seaport... not so much the rain or visiting the WTC site (too many ghosts... not a plesant place to begin with... less plesant for folks with -any- amount of sensitivity)... but over all, a really nice day. I'm glad I sucked it up and went.

I may be quoting the "Bad Idea Bears" for a little bit, tho. ("She's plastered! Take her HOME! Yaaaaaay!")

Oh, and I'm back to singing "There's a Fine, Fine Line" again... prolly the only depressing bit about the whole damn show. For me, anyway. (tho now, at least, I'm always going to remember the chick two rows back who commented during the line "There's a fine, fine line between love and a waste of your time." with a "yup, you got that right." Made me smirk. Kudos for that, lady, whoever you are.)

On the other hand, I also tend to sing "I'm Not Wearing Underwear Today" a lot lately, too. Including the spoken, ending bit "Get a JOB!" "Thank you... honey."




Anyway, on that note... let me get back to work. So I can get out of here on time and get to sleep. Sleeeeeeeeep. Yayaaaaaay!

5.05.2007

Beltaine in the park

May pole dancing. Got lots of sun today... And lobster skin to show for it. But worth it. Good day today. More later.

5.03.2007

Random Thoughts

Hey, it's been a while since I've had a random thought blog...


I've got clips and pieces of songs running through my head that haven't been written yet. I'm getting better with jotting some of that stuff down... but the hard part will be putting stuff together and maybe getting a final piece done. Wouldn't that be a kick?
Heh... and I'm suddenly reminded of the song that doesn't end...
This is the song that doesn't start...
Will they ever call it art?
This chick, she started writing it so very long ago...
But she will never finish it because words come too damn slow!

-sigh- at least I can still spoof already-written songs.


I've also still got rehearsal going through my head... and still wondering where my head was at earlier tonight. I was... off. And more than just musically... I was off mood-wise as well. Not so much annoyed (beyond being annoyed at not being able to pinpoint what the problem was), as just a feeling of something being not right. I know I have some thoughts going through my head lately... but really, nothing heavier than usual. Hell, even the usual annoying thoughts are more like "yeah, whatever."
In any case, even without listening to the recording I made, I can tell I sounded like crap. Even singing, I was off. And I need to figure out how to stop making that damn twanging sound on the bass (tho it is kinda cool on one song. But just that one... and I'd rather get a stomp box, and play the bass correctly without having to make that sound with the strings ;x). Dammit. I need my guru.


Starting to get light out... and feels like there's so much more work to do ;/ I don't care. Going home at 8:30-ish, regardless. I just don't want to be here any more tonight.


I'm not one for comfort food when I'm in a bad mood (I've never been one of those depressed eaters... my overweightness has more to do with a horrible oral fixation (always have to have something in my mouth... which is why I don't have fingernails any more either ;x)... and the fact that I used to munch on stuff while bored. Combine that with a severe lack of exercise, and you have the wonderful physical specimen that is me)... but dammit, I'm treating myself to Munchkins. Chocolate glaze, to be specific. Yeah, I'm going to share 'em with my coworker, but guaranteed that most of 'em are mine. Dammit. And tea. Lots of tea.

Damn... I'm going to be peeing a lot today (at least I can't be accused of being dehydrated today... three cups (huge cups) of tea... and a huge cup of diet soda. Whee.)


2 hours left to go. Signing off now... crunch time.