Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Post Xmas Post

Christmas came and went and we got some snow. That was cool. The kids were very excited and happy with their hauls. That was cool. I almost made Marci cry with the coolness of the gifts I got her. That was cool. I got Super Mario Galaxy for the Wii. That was cool. After playing SMG, I got a tasty bout of nausea.

That was not cool.

Other than that, it was a good day. I had a nice haul, including:
  • a tan Spyder jacket. I've been looking for a new jacket. I love my Eddie Bauer Windcutter, but it's black and it's boring. The tan is sleek and suave. Plus, there's a freaky spider logo in the middle of the back.
  • the aforementioned, nausea-inducing, Super Mario Galaxy for the Wii.
  • a Nyko charging kit for my wireless Xbox 360 controller.
  • a few shirts.
  • The Ice Limit book by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. Since my favorite author, Michael Connelly, is in-between books now, and I've read all his Harry Bosch books, I needed some new authors to get me through. I tried reading some Lee Child/Jack Reacher books last year, and they were entertaining, but too much of the same (loner vs. cast of thousands). The Preston/Child books started poorly (IMO), with Relic, but really picked it up with Thunderhead. I just finished Riptide a week or so ago and loved that. So far, The Ice Limit seems pretty cool. If you like your fiction with a dash of archeology/science, you should check out some of their books.
  • an espresso tamper and a beverage thermometer.
  • a pair of flaming lounge pants. With flames. And fire.
  • Some cash.
All in all, not bad. The geek in me wanted some more games, but perhaps I should take my own advice to my kids and FINISH WHAT I HAVE FIRST.

Until next Xmas!

Friday, December 21, 2007

Super Duper Friday Night Update

I AM BORED RIGHT NOW. A little hungry too. And my eyes hurt, my nose is a little stuffy and my in-laws are here. Actually, they're downstairs in my geek room. Sleeping.

What does that mean for me? Well, no geek toys, that's for sure. No 360. No Tivo with my personalized Tivo'ed programs. So, at 10:48pm, consider me bored.

One thing I would go do is read. But, the book I'm reading is business related and I am really not in the mood for business related reading. I've been holding out for Xmas before buying anything that might be considered Xmas gift material (re: games, books, movies, etc).

I am such a geek.

Last weekend we bought a car. Leased, actually. And not really a car, but a, dare I say, SUV? We traded in the Jetta (goodbye, sweet prince) and leased an 08 Honda Pilot. We just got tired of going to Costco and having to put a pallet of avocados on the kids' laps on the way home. Or stuffing my mom between two car seats if she needed a ride with us somewhere.

So we rearranged some funds (canceled our yard guys) and put it towards the payment for the Pilot. Having the in-laws here for 3 weeks kind of helped also. Now we can pack everyone in one hoopty, instead of borrowing my dad's Q7, or driving two cars everywhere we went. We went with the Cherry Pearl, with the non-leather seats. So far so good, except for the fact that Riley fell asleep in the car today and peed all over everything. Superb!

I am off work for 4 days now. Taking the long weekend. None of our customers will be working Monday. Plus, it's been so dead anyway that if I went in, I'd be just as bored as I am now, I suppose.

The Sonics looked great tonight. Dunks, killer passing, timely shooting, it was all there. KD looked great, knifing through the lane, or fading away for his pretty jumper. Now, why can't they play this good every night?

I think I'm getting old, too. I've been freezing my arse off the past few days. I have a space heater at work and I'm practically sitting on it, I've been so cold. Sucks.

Time for a late night snack. I'm hungry.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Lund Bros. at the Skylark

It is completely DEAD at work, so I'll try recapping the show from Friday at the Skylark.

I showed up there about 8:00 or so and saw some of the guys from one of the other bands playing that night, the Small Change. Greg, Nick, Jason, the drummer (who I haven't met yet), and Scott from Llama and Doll Test, among others, all sat around a table in their indie sportcoats and fancy scarves, sipping beers. All they were missing were pipes.

Thankfully, though, the guys are all very welcoming and even let boring ol' me sit with them. We shot the shoot for a bit before I had to get ready for sound check, etc. I had my standard setup, the amp rig and the SB-2. Chris and Sean set up and we did an old song, I'll Remember for the check. For a song that we hadn't played in about 3 months, it went pretty well. Then again, it was a sound check.

Anyway, we started our set of All New Material with one of Sean's songs, Empty Rooms. I've been playing this song since July or so, but for a second, I almost forgot the whole thing. I couldn't quite remember how it went. But then I stopped worrying like a little girl and it went off without a hitch. We did a few of Chris' new rockers next and, all in all, it went pretty well.

I'd say that people seemed to enjoy our songs. I was able to play them pretty well, and I felt comfortable on stage after such a long hiatus. To me, it seemed that there was a lull after Chris' song Headhunter. That's about as heavy as we get and we followed it with Sean's song Only You, which has a really mellow beginning. We may need to separate those two songs in the future.

We were kind enough to get the "One more song" chant, so we obliged with Enjoy the Fire, from the Loser record. That one I really brain farted on. I could not remember how it went, but once I figured it out, once again, we were fine.

Next up was a four-piece band, the Guards of Metropolis. They were a trendy looking band, with black on black threads, hailing from Norway and Oregon (weird). There were two girls, one fronting the band, one on bass, and two guys, one on guitar and one on drums. They did this rock that wasn't typical rock and roll, but it wasn't prog. Kind of hard to describe, I suppose. I'd say they were quite powerful, in that the band was tight from their live shows. Musically it wasn't necessarily something I'd purchase, but I did enjoy watching them.

The singer was probably 6', with black ponytails in her hair. She was very energetic and spoke with a Norwegian accent. She kind of had a Bjork thing about her, with her screechy vocals and stage presence. To her right was the bassist, and I think I had a bit of a crush on her that night. She played a 5 string Schecter, through an Ashdown rig, complete with a mini 18 and a mini 10 on top. Her tone was great and I do believe when my beloved TE blows up, it's Ashdown time for me.

Anyway, watching this chick play bass (apparently her name is Silver) was fantastic. She wasn't intimidated by it. She didn't look awkward playing it. She owned it and she looked great doing so.

After the GoM came the Small Change. These guys are a great pop band, with guitar, bass, drums and Hammond organ. Greg fronts and he is a ball of energy. He has this great White Man's Afro and he puts a ton of passion into his performances. Their bassist, Jason, has HUGE hands. I noticed that his fingers were like sausages and said to Sean that he was simply born to play bass. He had a nice Rickenbacker and it sounded great. Nick played keys, and, I'm sorry to say, I couldn't hear his keys too much in the mix. Of course, I sat right next to the stage so that's probably what caused it. Plus, he looked asleep during the set. Not sure if he felt well or not.

The drummer was fantastic. I wish I got his name; I suppose I could look him up. Anyway, he played barefoot and he was all over the place in a good way. I figured he got his workout for the night the way he played. Very energetic and fun to listen to.

Overall it was a good night at the Skylark. We all got paid and got to see some old and new friends. Now it's time to book some more shows and get the ball rolling again.

Next up: TBD

Crocodile Cafe RIP

Apparently, the big music news in Seattle today is that the legendary Crocodile Cafe is closing. Not that I was a huge attendee at the Croc, but whenever I played there in bands (few and far between) and/or saw shows (also few and far between), I always enjoyed it. Not sure what will happen with that space, but hopefully a live club rises from its ashes and soldiers on.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Rush tour 2008

Wow. Rush is coming to Seattle again next year! Go here for the deets: CLICK.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Ethyl, RIP

A few years ago, before Lund Bros., and before Starchief, I was in a band called Ethyl. I have been on a bit of an Ethyl kick lately so I spent a few minutes creating a Myspace site it Ethyl's memory. I uploaded some songs and hacked out a little bio. You can take a look here, if you so desire: CLICK.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Practice tonight

I was beat tonight. I haven't been wearing my CPAP all night these past few nights for some reason. I go to bed with it on, but somehow I end up removing it. I guess I'm used to having it on because I have been TIRED due to the lack of quality CPAP time.

I drove about 120 miles today. Did about 40 miles of driving for work, then the Tacoma round trip tonight.

We had a decent rehearsal. Not as great as last week, but not a trainwreck like weeks previous. We'll be fine for this Friday. Hopefully we have a good turn out. Apparently Sean has a bunch of people who have committed to come. Me? I have people who have told me they'll be out of town. Lame.

I will have to do some woodshedding this week. My fingers are woefully out of shape and they are sore right now. Maybe I'll work on some moves as well...

Time for bed. Early tonight! Woo hoo!

May 22, 2008 will ROCK MY WORLD

May it rock yours as well.

I remember seeing Raiders of the Lost Ark as a boy. I saw it with my dad and my bros and that's about all I remember. I was 9 or 10 at the time and though I can't say if I fell in love with Indiana Jones then, I can tell you now that my man love for the good Dr. knows no bounds.

I remember being psyched out for Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. It had secret passageways, sacrifices, tons of action, and Willie Scott's cleavage. I vaguely remember being a little nervous that it was rated PG-13 (the first movie rated as such, if I remember correctly) and wondered if I'd be able to see it (I was 12). I can't remember if I peeked through my fingers during the heart sequence.

I remember seeing Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade at the good ol' John Danz theater in Bellevue long before it became a Good Guys (which is now a furniture store). I stood in line with some friends on opening night and simply had a grand time. Sadly, I remember nothing from that show, either.

However, as little as I might remember about the actual theater going experiences, the movies all hold a soft spot in my heart. Some guys are Star Wars geeks. I am an Indiana Jones geek.

The first time I tried styling my hair? Instead of letting the bowl cut win out? Try 7th grade or so, modeling my hair (or at least trying to) after the good Dr. Jones.

I had Indiana Jones comic books, both of the movies and with original storylines. I have the Temple of Doom script book. Of course I have the DVDs. I have a Raiders poster somewhere, never mounted. I'm waiting til I can put it in a proper home theater (someday). I have the Making of Raiders of the Lost Ark book. I don't have a fedora or a bullwhip, though I did see that you can get an official Indiana Jones fedora through some mail order catalog. I don't know if that's super cool or simply lame.

If it wasn't so late already, I might bust out Raiders for some good times, but I am whipped, so I'll dust it off another time, I suppose.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

I am back, Jack, but just barely

Blogs have been few and far between simply because I've been lazy. That, and I've been out of town for a week. But, I had internet access and accessed the internet frequently while I was out, so I guess you could say that, really, I've been lazy.

So what's new? We went to SoCal for the Thanksgiving holiday. Left on Monday, returned on Monday. Down where we stayed, in little ol' San Clemente, we were about a mile from the ocean. We were up and down the coast, spending time in Dana Point, Laguna Niguel, Irvine, and a few other similar places. We saw an animal shelter where the animals being sheltered were sea lions. Sea lions! I saw two orange Lamborghini Murcielagos within minutes of each other. All the pretty women in Washington who disappear in the winter? I think they all end up in California. Seriously. Am I rambling enough yet?

We stayed with Marci's sister, Alison, her husband, Todd, and their two daughters, Chandler and Ella. Both Ali and Todd are very fit, very athletic and really good at unknowingly making me feel inadequate and inferior. Not because of anything they say or do, mind you. Oh no. It's all me and my brain. I think it's kind of like the young impressionable girl thumbing through any magazine where there are beautiful, thin and perfect women in it. I am a dude of average build, a little chubby in places, but when I stand next to Todd, I may as well be the Michelin Man. It's sad, but I have a tough time getting over it.

Anyway, Todd wanted to go kayaking one day. In the ocean. With me.

I am not an ocean guy. I'm not much of a lake guy. I prefer the calm, serene waters of my local pool, and even then, only in the summer, when it's warm. So, offering to take me kayaking on November 26th was pretty much out of the question.

Except, Haley wanted to go. And Todd wanted to go. And Todd is very persuasive. (I told him he should be in sales. He's a teacher in real life).

So we went.

We got to the beach and, unlike the day before where it was ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL AND SUNNY, it was gray and breezy. Still warm enough for shorts at the house, but at the ocean, a little chilly. Todd had life jackets for the kids, Haley and Chandler. Me? Not even floaties for my arms.

We walked to the edge of the water and had Haley sit in the kayak. The waves weren't huge, but they were pretty strong, and for a n00b like me, they might as well have been tidal. We waited for a break in the waves so that I could hop on and paddle like mad, but no break came. So on I went.

Have you ever tried ice skating on one ice skate? Or standing on one? That's how I felt on that kayak in the waves. I felt as if it was going to tip over AT ANY MOMENT. And that I would go in and BE EATEN BY A SHARK. Or STUNG BY A STINGRAY (like a girl we saw the previous day, sobbing her eyes out, with a crowd around her). Luckily, I just kept paddling and didn't look down into the black water. Haley, on the other hand, was just fine. She thought it was just dandy being in Daddy's lap at the edge of the Pacific Ocean.

We headed west, I suppose, as we were heading AWAY FROM SHORE. The whole purpose for going kayaking was to go to Seal Rock, this little blob of land about a half mile off shore, where dozens of sea lions bark and poop and grunt at each other. I was just worried about getting away from the waves breaking on shore.

After a little paddling, the water did calm down and I was able to relax a little. As long as I sat like a statue in that kayak, it was ok. Any sort of twisting or turning, like turning my head to see where Todd was behind me, caused that little boat to start rockin' like we were in a tsunami (not really). Very uncomfortable.

Todd got in front of me and led the way. We worked our way to Seal Rock and saw the seals, as well as a dude snorkeling around the rocks. I don't think you could pay me to do that. Too cold, too dark and way too freaky for this land lubber. Plus, right by Seal Rock, well, it was quite stinky, as you could imagine.

We made our way around the rock and, mercifully, started heading back to shore. It was a little easier as the water was slowly propelling us that way anyway. I told Todd that I didn't know if he respected me more after taking this little adventure, or less as I was a WHINY LITTLE BITCH for the entire ride. I guess he thought it was cool that I went, bitching or not.

As we got closer to shore, especially where the water started turning into waves, Todd told me to stop. We had to wait until the water mellowed out a bit so I could ride behind the crest of a wave, then paddle like mad to the sand. He stuck his oar in the water and it had about 6" sticking out as the other end hit bottom, so he guessed we were in about 5 feet of water. Safer, but not safe yet.

After a few moments of waiting, Chandler said she saw some dolphins. Todd called for us to turn around to check them out. Big mistake. A wave came in, I heard Todd yell, "Paddle! Paddle!" and, boom, over we went.

Since Haley was in my lap, and I had an oar in my hands, she was basically pushed underwater by my right arm (we fell to the left, or to the port, as it were). Heroically, my first thoughts were not for my own survival, but to get my daughter's head above water. We were able to accomplish that with my left arm under her arms and my right hand wrapped deathly tight to the oar. Once I realized we were breathing, I heard Todd calling, "Let go of the oar!" Which, surprisingly enough, after ditching the oar, allowed me to hold Haley a little better. Duh.

The problem now was that I couldn't touch bottom, I was facing away from shore, and I had no clue how much farther we had to go. When we were waiting for the water to slow, it seemed we were quite a ways off, but, as I treaded water and tried to make my way back, my feet hit bottom and my near-death experience was over.

Haley was quite the trouper. She didn't cry, though she did call for help a few times, which was quite cute. We made it out of the Pacific wet, cold, salty, but still alive. I was able to laugh about it. I stared into the eyes of the beast and lived to fight another day.

Or something like that.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

It's Saturday and everyone's alive

Marci had surgery early EARLY Thursday morning. Like 2am Thursday morning. Turns out after a CAT scan, they determined that her appendix was about to burst, so out it came. I was back at home at about 10:30, basically hanging out as the kids slept. I talked to Marci at 12:30 or so and at that time, she was downing some liquid to help with the scan. She called me at 4 to tell me about the surgery. Then I passed out.

I got Marci home finally about 12 or so on Thursday. Riley went to the Y with our friend Christine and Haley was at Emily's house. Thank goodness for good friends as Marci was able to hang out and rest for a while.

Later, we were fortunate enough to have some church friends bring dinner over. In fact, they set it up so we have dinner through Sunday night. Very kind of them.

Monday we are leaving town for California again. That should be interesting. We're going to try to get assistance at the airport as Marci will be ok to travel, but not ok to carry stuff or kids. Wish us luck.

I will be missing out on 2 Lund Bros. practices. It kind of sucks. Our schedule has been weird recently. We'll hook up for one rehearsal, then we miss 2 weeks due to illness or work or bad timing. So we practiced last week (12 new songs), and I'll miss this week and next week's practices. Then we have a gig on the 14th. So I'll have to do some woodshedding on my own as these new songs are not quite tight enough just yet.

I picked up an Xbox 360 last week. It is awesome. Now I just need to finagle a HDTV to go with it. I've been staying up waay too late playing video games. I am such a geek.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Is it Friday yet?

It's been an interesting week. When was my last blog? Awhile ago, I suppose. Happy November.

Let's see. On Friday I fired someone. Someone who'd been with the company for 17 years. Long story short, it just wasn't working out. She was costing us way too much money and not making us enough money. The result of that is now, we've freed up some money, but I'm having to really pick up the slack. Lots of customer calls, lots of emails, lots of explaining where the employee went. It's busy, but good.

On Monday, Riley came down with pneumonia. He's been to the doctor 3 times this week. He's miserable. Luckily, though, when he gets sick like this, he's pretty lethargic and doesn't let it affect his mood too much. He had 2 shots in his legs today. He handled it like a man. I was more nervous than he was.

Haley is a little sick too. Congested, coughing and hacking. She's not as easy as Rye when she's sick. Usually she's a big brat, but this time she's not too bad. Just tired a lot.

Marci, as I type this, is in the hospital, laying on a bed with the gown on and an IV in her arm. Earlier in the week, she started complaining about stomach pain. She thought she was constipated and figured a nice ol' BM would take care of things. Nope. It hurt when she laughed, when she peed, when she coughed. Finally, she decided to go to the doctor tonight, and after a pelvic exam, she was told to head to the Overlake emergency room. The doctor thought that something was wrong with Marci's uterus. Yikes.

Right now, she's waiting for an ultrasound. Obviously I'm hoping for the best, but a little tiny bit of me is worried. She sent me home as I was pretty useless there. Nothing to do; just sit around and wait for the doctors to come in and out.

Both kids are asleep and I'm hoping that the doctors send Marci home soon. If she has to stay the night, she may be on her own. I don't think I'll be able to call anyone to come watch the kids in the dead of the night.

I'll put something up when I hear something. In the meantime, think good thoughts.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Sigh. Kids today.

Riley woke up today at 6:30. That sucked. Marci got up and put him back in bed, but, of course, he wanted his lights and radio on. So on they went. It's really lousy, you know. I'd just as soon not give him his way, but if we don't, then we're all up at 6:30.

He was quiet for about 20 minutes, then he had to go to the bathroom. That came and went and he stayed quiet until about 7:30, when I finally got up with him. No big deal, I suppose.

Anyway, he didn't have a nap today, but that's nothing out of the ordinary. He actually behaves pretty well, considering.

Tonight we went to Marci's friend's house for dinner. Haley and Rye played with their kids all night. We headed out about 8:30. Both kids practically fell asleep in the car. I got Haley dressed and teeth brushed. She fussed a bit, but fell asleep probably a little after 9. Riley, on the other hand, is just now falling asleep. But not after major drama.

He was dead to the world, but still in his clothes, and no diaper. Even thought he's been dry overnight lately, we weren't ready to start him in underwear without him going to the bathroom before bed. So we tried to change him into a diaper and pjs. Big mistake. He freaked out because he didn't want the diaper and pjs. He freaked out because he didn't want Marci to change him. And, of course, he didn't want me to change him. So we locked him in his room and he went apeshit for half an hour.

Finally, I went in and tried to calm him. At this point, he's shrieking and completely exhausted and out of control. Nothing I did would help. Marci tried again, to no avail. So we left him again. He finally passed out in front of his door, naked, like before. Marci went in to try to change him again and of course, he freaked out.

She just came out of his room and now he's asleep with a diaper on. It's incredible that he can be so g.d. hardheaded about everything. It is incredibly aggravating and exhausting to deal with this crap every night.

Anyway, it's finally over and now we can relax. London fog, here I come.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Ugh. Viruses and such.

I did some downloading recently and, BLAM. My rig is infected. I've been spending the past two days trying to rid my system of some trojans and viruses.

Good times...

In other news, I may have won my football pool. Out of 13 games, I got 11 right. It's pending the Monday night game. I picked the Colts over the Jags. I've won it pretty much outright but someone I work with has 10 games right and picked the Jags. If the Jags win, then we're tied and it goes to points. If the Colts win, it's all mine!

I recorded a bass track with Sean the other day. I spent about 2 hours with it in the morning and did it Saturday night. That was cool. I think I was able to capture a pretty live feeling to the part. I didn't want to go in and have it be all robotic and sterile. Hopefully I can get a copy of it tonight and see how it sounds.

The Scheme has been on hiatus for several months now. First David had a baby, then Gregg was in Italy for a month. Now I'm told Gary is moving back east to S. Carolina at the first of the year. David wants to keep things going but I haven't heard from him in a week or so. I've been enjoying the time off, though I do miss playing the music.

We are downsizing our kitchen stuff. Getting rid of our big, country-style table, for a bar type island and stools. We're planning on using that for breakfasts and lunches and using our dining room for dinner. We did the dinner thing there last night. It went ok. The trouble is that Riley is a complete disaster when it comes to eating and we'll have to really be on top of keeping it clean. Carpet, you know.

Marci is looking exceedingly good lately. We've pretty much revamped her wardrobe. Gotten her clothing that fits better and that is more with it. She got her hair cut and spends some time looking in the mirror each morning. She's been exercising every other day and always watches what she eats. It's really paying off. I can't keep my eyes (or hands, for that matter) off of her. I'm a lucky dude, that's for sure.

I guess I should go do some work now...

Friday, October 19, 2007

The Next Great American Band

Sometime last year when I got roped into the WHOLE SEASON of American Idol, I remember seeing a commercial for their next show, The Next Great American Band. What made it unique was that it was open to all bands, any age, any genre. All they wanted was a DVD of a performance, live, studio or otherwise, and then it was up to them to decide.

I gave it a little thought, then figured that my bandmates wouldn't be too interested in something like that.

I'm watching the show tonight and, I must say, I regret not at least sending a DVD in.

I'm about 1.5 hours in and there are good bands (Light of Doom, a quintet of 12 and 13 year olds; the Muggs, with a half paralyzed bass player on keyboard bass) and even great ones (Franklin Bridge, a cool ass funk/r&b/rock band; Sixwire, a super tight country/rock band), but, dare I say, no band really doing what Lund Bros. does.

Say we got picked. Say we had to go to Nevada to play in the audition process. Say we got voted down by the judges. At the end of the day, it's exposure, baby, and we got some.

As it is, right now? We got none, sadly.

Anyway, I just finished watching the show. If we got on, would the judges put us through? Hard to say. Of the bands I saw, the closest to the "old-school" rock we do would be the Muggs. They had the riffs and rawness that reminded me a lot of what we do.

I suppose I'll have to put a DVD in the mail for next year...

Friday, October 12, 2007

Extreme Makeover: Home Edition

We all know they were in town last week. What not all of us know is that my shop donated some stuff and will get some Major Props from the show.

Not really.

Though we did donate some computer equipment, we were just one of hundreds of businesses and individuals that donated time, materials and the like to help build a home in a week. It was pretty incredible to go see the house and hear about what was happening during the build.

I got involved through Julie at work. Her fiancee owns Bellevue Paint and they got asked to supply paint for the job. On a lark, I told Julie to tell the producers that if they needed computers, etc., to let me know. Turns out they did and I hooked them up with a few laptops and a printer.

Julie and Rick ended up going to the site for 4 days in a row. I was supposed to go out on Tuesday night but decided against it as it was late. I guess I missed out. Julie had the "talent" (re: stars of the show) ready to meet me, as well as a tour of the semi-completed home. I ended up going on Wednesday afternoon, after the home was marked off-limits to everyone but VIPs. I met some hunk of a dude who built things or something. I poured some wood stain into a container. I got to wear a hard hat.

Evidently the only money kicked into the project is for the show's stars. Everything else from food to wood to dump trucks to neighbor's yards for staging was donated. I talked to a guy who's company donated said dump trucks for the job. They brought up 40 trucks to excavate the site. Pretty incredible stuff.

Anyway, the show airs in January. If you see 2 white laptops, well, they're from us.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

California and back, now with pictures!

We spent the past weekend in southern California, San Clemente and Irvine, to be specific. The reason? To see friends and family and, more importantly, to participate in Marci's 20 year high school reunion.

We flew down on Thursday. The flight was delayed on the tarmac for 30 minutes while they ironed out some fuel pressure thing. That sucked. Especially when you have a kid (Riley) who basically has an expiration time on a plane. About 10 minutes, I suppose. Anyway, Marci ended up sitting next to him and trying to keep him occupied. In a plane for 2.5 hours, that's no easy task.

Once we got into LAX we had to track down our rental company's shuttle bus. Note to self: next time you rent a car, don't rent with Advantage. First off, it took about 30 minutes for the shuttle to return. In that amount of time, we must've seen 5 shuttles each from Avis, Budget, Enterprise, MasterPark and more. Then, it took another 15 minutes to get from LAX to their facility, which, by the way, is in the 'hood. Lock your doors.

So we got to the rental place and, of course, they didn't have the car we reserved (Dodge Caliber). The one they gave us next reeked of smoke. Marci went in to raise hell and get a replacement. By this time, she was hot. She came out and hopped in the car and popped the trunk. I asked if she meant to get a 2 door and, well, it was all over now. She stormed back in and canceled the rental. Luckily, I had our trusty GPS and found an Enterprise just half a mile away. They sent a kid over (in a suit, no less) to pick us up. We had a Caliber from Enterprise in about 15 minutes after arriving. We grabbed a bite at the King of Burgers, then made the 45 minute trek to San Clemente, finally arriving there at about 9:30. Ugh.

The last time we were down in SoCal was about 2 years ago. Back then, Todd and Ali (my bro- and sis-in-law) had been remodeling their home. They had a little bungalow, basically, with a detached garage in San Clemente, about a mile from the ocean. Now, they have dark hardwood floors, an open floor plan with living and eating areas combined with the kitchen. They've also added on a master bedroom with bathroom and pseudo-walk-in closet. The end result is really nice and roomy, and just down home cool.

The weather was pretty terrific while we were there. Sunny, a little breezy, temperatures around 75 to 85. Riley ran around the house sans shirt most of the time. The kids played in the front yard (with white picket fence, natch) looking for bugs. Quite idyllic.

What else did we do there? Todd and I took the kids to the beach. There were some surfers and we saw dolphins coming up for air offshore. Quite cool. Hay and Rye got soaked by a sneaky wave. They were trying to get their toes in the ocean and, pow, a renegade wave got 'em. Pretty funny.

Marci and I took the kids to Todd's mom Judy's house on the night of the reunion. Judy's like the perfect grandmother. She just loves the kids, including ours. Treats them like her own and we love her to death. So she agreed to watch our kids and Chandler and Ella, Todd and Ali's kids. That sure was nice as it let us, the parents, go get our party on.

We headed to the Irvine Marriot for the reunion. Marci and I ended up renting a room for the night. We got unloaded and headed to T&A's room, where they had a room joined with their friends Jim and Tracy. Todd and I bought some alcohol earlier in the day and we proceeded to drink. Well, they did. I had a vodka and green apple Jones Soda and dang if that didn't get me a bit buzzed, the lightweight that I am. My face was bright red and I got all hot and sweaty. Todd's buddies Casey and Mike came by later and we all hung out and chit chatted.

Actually, I stood there and listened to the guys tell their stories. It was pretty fun stuff. Todd's friends are quite the entertainers.

But I digress.

A bit later, we went to our own rooms and got ready. I decided to go full suit and tie. Marci had her hot little black dress with red heels. I must admit, we looked pretty good for a couple of hacks.

We headed downstairs to the ballroom where the reunion was to be held. Right next door was a huger ballroom filled with old dudes in tuxedos and sashes. The Knights of Columbus, evidently some religious thing. Not to be confused with the Knights of Cydonia, evidently the best song evar.

It appears that a reunion in a well-to-do part of southern California would be quite different than one in a well-to-do part of Seattle. First off, there were many short short skirts. Also, there were many low low cut tops. Wow. Cleavage ho! Plus, at least a few pairs of fake breasteses. Pretty entertaining, if you ask me.

I ended up hanging out with Marci, Alison and Tracy, as their significant others took off once dinner was over. Todd and Jim were quite the popular kids, it appears.

Pretty soon, Marci was jumped by some dude who, it turns out, she didn't know. Evidently, he remembered her moving to CA from Connecticut their sophomore year, that they had math class together, and some other things. Kind of freaky, I guess.

Later on, I got to meet Marci's ex-boyfriend. Max. Of course, he was tall, dark and handsome. Wow. Even I thought he was hot. He looked like a dark haired version of Ty Pennington from Extreme Home Makeover. It was a little awkward, but, after all, we were just strangers to each other. He was nice enough. Just keep your eyes off my woman!

So the reunion itself was kind of a bust. I'm glad it wasn't my reunion. Think of a wedding reception, only with no wedding, no toasts, and horrible, horrible DJ action. We would've been better off hanging out at someone's house and eating barbeque or something.

We ended up coming home Sunday, on the flight from hell. First, we got stuck at the airport, changing terminals and delayed because the first plane sucked or something. By the time we got on the second plane, an hour had passed. Then they told us we couldn't take off for some reason or another. Long story short, our flight was supposed to leave at 2:40pm and we didn't get off the ground until 5 or so. Needless to say, it sucked. We got back to the cold, drove to Denny's, had some late dinner and then got home a little after 9.

Overall it was a fun time and, we get to do it again for Thanksgiving. Maybe we'll drive next time.

Now playing: The Tea Party - Writing's on the Wall

Monday, October 01, 2007

Happy October

It appears that I've been slacking off on updates. So here's an update of random goings on in my life.

1. I got another haircut this weekend. I've had about 3 haircuts since summer and each time it's gotten shorter. This time, I've gone shorter than I have in a few years I think. I'm still trying to get used to it, but the lower maintenance is superb.

2. I had Lund Bros. rehearsal for the first time tonight in about 3 weeks. It was a good time. We are really knocking out some new songs. Chris and Sean are quite prolific and by the time our next gig comes up (as of now, Dec 14th!), we should be able to play an entire setlist's worth of new material. That'll blow some minds, I think.

3. I'm not sure how much I can say about this, but my work will be participating in some way with the local Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. I'll be checking things out tomorrow and maybe I can get Ty to annoy me or something.

4. This weekend the family and I are heading to SoCal for Marci's 20 year high school reunion. That should be interesting. We've spent the past few weekends looking at/for clothing and shoes. I bought a shirt, tie, shoes, socks and belt. Marci got a dress and shoes. And she'll look freakin' hot too. It'll also be nice to see our family and friends down there. It's been over 2 years since we've been there so I'm looking forward to that.

5. Depending on what happens with #3, I may or may not have Scheme rehearsal. We've been off for, what, 6 weeks? David had a baby, Gregg went to Italy for a month and Gary went East for a week. Now that we're all here, I'm going out of town. Sheesh.

6. We had California Closets installed a few weeks ago. AWESOME. It's amazing what a few shelves and a lot of donating of old clothes can do for a closet. Our house is actually staying neat!

7. I hate fall. This fall has been horrible with mold or pollen or something. It's been nothing but stuffy noses for me and the family.

8. Riley has been getting on my last nerves lately. He won't listen, he's rude, he's disrespectful. I lost it with him yesterday and really hollered at him. I've given up spanking as it doesn't help and I don't want to do something I regret. It's bad enough yelling at him, but I'm at the end of my rope. I have no tolerance for his behavior anymore and I don't know what to do. Luckily Marci and I have our therapy appointment and I hope to be able to talk to Laurie (our therapist) about it and get some ideas.

9. Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull? I LOVE IT. Bring on May 2008!


10. This Friday is the season premiere of, what else? Friday Night Lights on NBC. Do yourself a favor. Rent or buy Season 1's DVDs and enjoy the best show you haven't been watching. Then turn it on at 9 on Friday and enjoy Season 2.


Sunday, September 23, 2007

Lund Bros. in a podcast

The little band that could was featured on the AM radio a few weeks ago. It's now podcasted and you can hear it here. It is unedited, so watch out for commercials!


Weekend update

We had a busy day today. Went to brunch at church. Saw the SPU kids who are back from summer vacation now. After that we went to a birthday party of one of Riley's friends.

In fact, I think it was his first real birthday party. A little girl named Sophie. Riley calls her "Rophie". No wonder he's in speech therapy!

Yesterday we went to the mall again. Marci and I have been sort of on clothing kicks lately. I can't remember the last time I bought any clothes. Then, last weekend I got some new jeans, a shirt, a sweater and some nice undershirts (crew shirts, I guess). Yesterday I got a new dress shirt, tie and socks to complete a cocktail attire look for Marci's 20th year reunion in a few weeks. Overall, we've just spent way too much money the past few weeks. But I'm trying to justify it (yeah, right!) by looking at it as an investment. After all, I probably won't buy much in the way of new clothes for a while now. Though, I have to admit, it is kind of cool to look a little nicer. Now I just have to get a g.d. haircut.

Our closets got finished on Friday. What an improvement! Our bedroom closet went from a horizontal shelf up top with a horizontal rod for clothes below to almost walk-in with shelving and hang rods on all three sides! So hot! Haley and Rye both got killer new treatments as well. Overall, I'm very pleased with the investment.

It looks like I won't be playing music this week after all. No church band today, no Lund Bros. tomorrow (Sean is sick) and no the Scheme on Thursday (Gregg is out of town). Bummer.

Speaking of out of town, my brother and his family are leaving for Ireland on Thursday. Dung is packing his whole family (Ruby, Megan, Michael, Annabelle, and Joshua) on a plane, and moving to Dublin for 2 years. It's a Microsoft thing and they're paying for all the travel and moving expenses. But Dung's had to sell pretty much all their belongings, rent/lease the house, and sleep on air mattresses the past few weeks. He looked whipped today. We'll miss them a lot, but hopefully, will be able to skype or something on the webcams soon.

The whole damn family is sick. Marci has, we think, a sinus infection. She's in lousy shape. Riley has some sort of pneumonia. I forget what the doc called it. And Haley is just bratty. She's too tired from school and refusing to take naps. Me? I'm perfect!

I'm off to watch the Chicago/Dallas game. I'm 7-7 with my picks this week. Probably won't win any $$$, unfortunately. But the Seahawks won an exciting game and I'm a happy boy!

See you this week.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Still alive

Just a quickie for now.

Been busy with stuff like:
  • Preparing closets for closet treatments (ie: getting rid of junk and clothes)
  • Going to various meetings for Haley's school (ie: Girl Scouts and open house)
  • Dad is sick with colon cancer. He's doing quite well, though, considering. He's out of town right now and has promised to see the doctor when he comes back.
  • (side note: I have a Logitech wireless keyboard. How come when I type at, the keystrokes run about 10 to 15 keys behind where I'm actually typing? Very annoying!)
  • Riley's been sick on and off. He's on medication right now to help with pneumonia. It gives him TERRIBLY STINKY FARTS. Horrid.
  • No bands for a few weeks now. David had his little boy; Chris is out of town for LB. We'll dial up LB on Monday (new songs!) and the Scheme next Thursday, I think.
  • Watching a ton of football. Freakin' fake audibles!
More later!

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Weekend recap

Well, it's over, finally. Went pretty well, the weekend, that is.

Yesterday, Marci went out with her friend Nadejda from CA and basically drank and ate their way through Southcenter. I hung out with the kids for awhile and we ran some errands. I did get to watch most of the Huskies game, then headed out to dress up as a bear for 2 hours.

Believe it or not, it was kind of fun. Sure, it was HOT AS HADES in that suit, but I enjoyed reading to the kids and dancing like a fool. Surprisingly enough, no one blew the end of the Huskies game for me, though it never was in any doubt.

We hit a friend's birthday party after that and had a nice time. Good BBQ and I threw a football for the first time in many moons. Nice spiral, I might add.

Today we started off with church. Afterwards, I came home and watched most of the GB/PHI game, then raced off to Dad's to watch the Seahawks game on his glorious 70" Sony HDTV.

So tasty.

The game itself was pretty much a dud for the first half. The second half was more interesting in that there was some Seahawk scoring going on, but it would've been nicer to see a more decisive performance from our passing game. But we won, so that's good.

I also found out prior to the game that Dad may have colon cancer. Knight talked to his MIL who had talked to Dad. She said that he said his doctors said he had colon cancer. Ugh. I'll have to call Dad to get the straight dope. Until then, consider me cautiously worried.

Back to lighter stuff. Anyway, after the game, it was back home with the kids while Marci was out with her friend again. I mowed the lawn and had some dinner. I was planning on heading to see MUSE, as Marci was going to come back shortly.

Before her and her friend came back, my friend Dave (Marci's friend's husband) and his two little girls came over. We all hung out and chatted for a while. Soon afterwards, Marci and Nadedja came back and, after putting the kids down, ended up just having an adult night in. I decided to skip out on MUSE as I'd seen them before, it was at the KeyArena (not the most ideal place to see a show) and it was late on a Sunday. I just wasn't up for the hassle of going out, plus, it'd been a long time since I'd seen either one of them.

We had a good time drinking wine, talking about whale penises, and generally having fun being inappropriate. I think MUSE would've been cool, but hanging with friends and family trumped that tonight.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Weekend plans

It's gonna be busy today. Marci is heading out to see a friend that's in town for a wedding. I'll be with the kids and have some errands to run. Then, this afternoon at 2, I'll be donning a bear costume and reading Goldilocks & the Three Bears to some kids for a few hours. At 5, we're off to a friend's house to celebrate a birthday party.

All this and I want to watch a football game today. I'm tivoing it but I just KNOW someone's going to blurt the score, or outcome.

Tomorrow, it's church, then FOOTBALL for many hours, hopefully. Then, tomorrow night it's MUSE!


Thursday, September 06, 2007


Time to start saving pennies...

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Kindergarten checklist

  • New clothes: check.
  • Backpack: check.
  • Umbrella for torrential downpour: no, but mom had one, so, check.
  • Enthusiasm: check.
  • Wristband for bus ride: check.
  • Plan for what to do if Haley isn't dropped off at the right stop, or was dropped off before Marci picked her up: uh, no.

So I just got a call from Marci saying her nightmare came true. She got to the bus stop (about 5 minutes from the house), parked and saw the bus. Then she saw the bus continue on past the stop.


Either Haley wasn't on the bus (was it even the right bus? Don't know) or she was on the bus and the driver forgot to stop. Anyway, if Haley did get off before Marci showed up, I'd think Marci would see her walking/standing around. Hopefully Haley didn't walk around and get lost; I don't think she'd know how to get home from where the stop was. When I was a kindergartener, I got off at the wrong stop once and was able to knock on a door and eventually we got things figured out.

Right now, Marci's headed up to the school to see what the heck is going on.

Maybe we need to get Haley a cell phone?? I kid, I kid...


Haley is back in Marci's loving arms. No drama, I guess. The bus driver didn't see a parent at Haley's stop so, being the first day of school and all, he decided to bring her back to the school.

All's well that ends well.

Now playing: The Killers - The Ballad Of Michael Valentine

Monday, September 03, 2007


Tomorrow is Haley's big day. She's been excited about it for a few weeks. I suppose I am excited for her as well. It's pretty cool to think that this next "stage" of her life is upon us. Heck, she'll be in school for 13 years, or 17 to 18 if you count college. Yikes.

I'm pretty sure it's gonna be a madhouse up at her school, which, incidentally, is the same elementary school I attended about 100 years ago. After her first year, though, they're moving the entire school down the street to the location where a new school is currently being built. I'd like to see her off tomorrow, but I'd just be one more person up there and Marci's going to take pictures anyway. Besides, I don't want anyone to see me cry...

Speaking of crying, I think Hay has been a little overwhelmed with the excitement. She's been an emotional mess the past few days. Crying over the littlest thing (to me, anyway). Seriously being bratty, but also being so fun when she realizes that school starts tomorrow. Can't wait to hear how that goes.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

I think I'm addicted to my computer

I mean, it's 12:15am and here I sit, blogging away, tagging old posts with words so they're easily searchable.

So now, I go to sleep.


Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Last night at the Sunset

Another day, another gig. This time it was at Ballard's Sunset Tavern, to participate in the International Pop Overthrow for the 3rd year in a row. The first time we did it was in Hollywood, which made it cool. Plus, it was my second time playing with the Lunds, so that was neat too. Last year it was at the Croc and that was cool because it was the first year in Seattle and we had a good slot.

This year? Well, it was cool in that it was at the Sunset, but not so cool in that it was on a FREAKIN' MONDAY NIGHT. Ugh. So what did that mean? Low turnout. Though, we aren't a huge draw in Seattle yet, put us on a Monday and no one comes out.

Surprisingly enough, there were 3 people that came on account of my emails. My old friend Aaron, and two "kids" from SPU that go to my church, Katie and Brian. Plus, good ol' Gary from the Seattle Powerpop Blog was there as well snapping pictures and representing the powerpop.

Anyway, we took the stage around 9, plugged into the available gear (it WAS cool to not have to schlepp my gear in), and rocked out for 7 songs. Short and sweet. First time in many moons that I played on the high-hat side of the drums. In fact, I think the last time may have been in the old Grasshopper days (pre-Ethyl, which means about 1996 or so). Don't know why each gig I've had since has the bass on the right of the drummer, but I guess that's how it goes.

At the end of the night, nothing earthshattering happened. I'm hoping that Katie and Brian spread the word with their SPU homies. Nothing like a bunch of enthusiastic college kids to make a party more fun. And I've come to the conclusion that next year, David Bash (the brains behind the IPO) should invite less bands to give them longer sets, as well as not schedule on Sundays and Mondays. He should make it a Thu-Sat festival, maybe reduce the shows by 2 bands a night and let bands play for 30-40 minutes instead of 20-30. My .02.

So my Weekend Of Music is officially over. What's next? Well, more new tunes for the Bros., but we aren't hooking up til 9/10. And the Scheme is on a bit of a hiatus as David is expecting a baby next week and Gregg the drummer is out of town for a month.

Not that I mind having a break. Just not too long, that's all.

Here's a picture from last night, courtesy of Gary's Awesome Blog:

Monday, August 27, 2007

Recording at London Bridge

Way back in March, Sean sent me some of his scratch tracks for new songs. They were his vocals and guitar for the most part, though some did have bass on them. Over the next few months, I ended up getting a total of 12 songs. I spent a lot of time working on parts, recording them into the computer, and sending them to Sean for feedback. For the most part, everything worked out really well. All that prep work led us to London Bridge yesterday.

London Bridge is a recording studio in North Seattle (or Edmonds, if you prefer) where some pretty well known bands have recorded. Pearl Jam, 3 Doors Down, Default and, everyone's favorite, Nickelback, have all done time there. Sean chose LB because of his history with Jonathan Plum, who helped record the IPO record, as well as Tangents, I think.

Anyway, me and Jonathan also have some history. Way back in high school, when I was a sophomore and he was a junior, I did some recording with him. Jonathan had a 4 track (I think) and I was pretty much the only (hate to say it) capable bassist in the school. This meant I got all the "gigs" and things like that. I remember lugging my Peavey Basic 40 (still own it) bass amp to Jon's house (which is down the street from where I live now) and setting it up in his walk-in closet.

I recorded 2 or 3 songs for a mutual friend, the school's guitar virtuoso, Andre Maguire. I recall one was called "Marsupials" and that's about it.

Over the years, I'd heard Jon had "made it" in the biz, which really meant that he got jobs recording bands. My old band, Ethyl, also worked with Jon in 01, when we did our 6 song EP.

So yesterday, I hauled 3 basses up to London Bridge at 11 and we got to work about 12 or so, after setting up.

Long story short, we averaged about a song an hour. I didn't finish until about 11pm, though we did take an hour or so for lunch, plus some breaks here and there. I had one "one take" (played the entire track w/o punching in or redos) on a song called Olive Branch. The other 11 songs were not "one takes", but many were 3 to 5 takes. Most of the others were of the "play through and go back and redo all the mistakes".

Ah, the beauty of ProTools!

I played the SB-2 on 9 songs, my Sterling on one, Sean's Sterling on one, and the studios old-ass Danelectro on one. All the basses had killer tone and much of that was due to Jonathan's Ampeg SVT-3 amp. Maybe I should start looking into one???

With any luck, we'll have the songs ready to go on a CD before the end of the year. But, Sean still needs to do lead vocals, the 3 of us need to do some harmony vocals, Chris needs to do lead guitar stuff, and so on. So, keep your fingers crossed.

Up next: IPO at the Sunset tonight! Then, my Music Weekend is done!

Now playing: Muse - In Your World

Friday at the 4th Ave

Yet another trip to our state capitol for some rock. This time was to play with Chris & Sean's friend's band, the Empty Hollow. Though on posters there, it was the Empty Hollows. And, according to their myspace bulletins, the t-shirt printers called them the Empty Hallow. Go figure.

Anyway, it was a full place (the word "club" just doesn't fit the 4th Ave). There were a lot of people there for us, as well as the EH. The joint was jumpin' and there was a lot of pleasantness to be seen.

We took the stage and as much as I've been loving my bass tone, I don't think anyone can sound good at the 4th Ave. The performance area is off to one side of the building and it's a huge room. It's boomy and it seems the soundpeople there sometimes aren't sure how to dial things in. The monitors were too loud, almost to the point of feedback and the room itself is like a cave. So that was lousy, but it didn't hinder our performance, I don't think.

We debuted 2 new songs: Empty Room (Sean's) and Nice Guys Finish Last (Chris'). It was kind of weird to play them as no one knew them but us. Afterwards, people mentioned they liked 'em, but seeing all the familiarity leave their faces was kind of interesting.

I played a pretty energetic show. I haven't been that sweaty in a long time. I felt like I'd been on the treadmill again, my hair was so soaked. Ugh. Check out the cool picture!

Next up: recording at London Bridge!

Now playing: A Perfect Circle - Crimes

Thursday, August 23, 2007

This is superb.

Now playing: Muse - Showbiz

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Geeking out with Facebook

I joined another "social networking" site. Believe it or not, I'm not doing it to get attention, or to get the contact info for minors. I'm doing it because I'm a GEEK! I added a banner with my mug on it to the right. Click on it and add me as a friend!

Also, have I mentioned that I love my bass? Damn! We rehearsed last night and it sounded quite good. Sean played some inspired drums, that's for sure. Maybe it was Jeff from the Young Sportsmen's performance that did it? Anyway, we'll be debuting 2 new songs on Friday. That'll be fun.

Riley turned 3 yesterday. He had a major meltdown to celebrate the day before. Good lord. This boy is so stubborn sometimes. He gets it stuck in his head that he wants something done a certain way (the other day it was wanting to pee standing up. Trouble was his penis was too low for the bowl in question.) and unless he gets his way, it's freakin' Meltdown City. Anyway, I ended up driving him around for half an hour while Marci and Haley hung out looking at closet treatments. Maybe I got the better end of the deal after all.

Been watching a lot of Mariners baseball. They are looking quite good and it is a joy to watch Ichiro hit balls all over the field. I have had a man-crush on him for many years. He and Matt Bellamy from MUSE.

Speaking of MUSE, they are coming to town on 9/9, Sunday, at KeyArena. I have had a ticket for a few weeks now. Sadly, I will be going with me, myself and I only as no one else I know knows who MUSE is or, in certain cases, just didn't want to go. Boo! It'll be my third time seeing them. First at Neumo's in 04, then at the Paramount last year and now at KeyArena. Can't wait!

Okey dokey. Time to go fold some laundry. Goodnight.

Now playing: The Posies - Any Other Way
via FoxyTunes

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Last night at the Sunset

I headed to Ballard to catch what is, in my opinion, Seattle's best band, the Young Sportsmen. Four guys who play rock that's so tight, so powerful, so melodic and so good, that it makes me quiver with delight.

Last night was their CD release party for their CD, Death to Palaces. I met Sean and his friend Keith down at the Lock & Keel before heading to the Sunset. Unfortunately those guys had nipples on their beers and by the time they finished, the YS had already started their set.

Anyway, the Sunset was packed. Someone of my average stature, or lack thereof, really couldn't see anything. So, using a technique that you can pretty much only do at the Sunset, Sean, Keith and I "headed for the bathroom" and made our way to the front of the room. The benefit of doing that is that the bathrooms are right next to the stage and as we left them, we found ourselves smack dab in the front row.

I ended up standing stage right, right in front of the speaker stack. Thank goodness for earplugs! As usual, the club sounded great. I had a great view of everyone.

Richard on bass had a pretty natural-burst Fender P into an Ampeg 4x10. He plays with a pick and is so tasty. I told him once that if I could play with a pick well, I'd like to play like him.

Wesley was in the middle and rocked the black t-shirt and jeans. He has such a friendly disposition both on and off stage. He's humble and he tears sh*t up.

On the "tubs", as the YS call the drums, was Jeff. He was decked in a maroon short-sleeve shirt and a matching maroon tie. Quite insane, if you ask me, since it was probably 75-80 degrees in the Sunset. Plus, Jeff beats the hell out of his drums. His stage presence and watchability is off the charts. He's an entertaining drummer.

Finally, right in front of me was Ryan, who played lead guitar. He's a small dude and plays a mean guitar. He has this totally unaffected look when he's playing a solo. Most guys squint their eyes, or purse their lips or something. Not Ryan. He looks like he's watching the news or something. Pretty funny.

Anyway, I wish I could tell the names of the songs, but I don't know them well enough. All I know is that they are just super solid. Tight. Professional. Very energetic, and the people ate them up. Kudos to them for a very successful CD release party and a killer show.

After the YS was the Root Beer Barrels. If you haven't seen these guys and gal, you need to see them. Fronted by Dick Rosette, the former 107.7 The End DJ, as well as Twink the Wonder Kid's former front man, and his former on-air sidekick, Sarah, they blew the lid off the Sunset.

Through the course of their set, I saw the following things, in no particular order:
  • bubbles
  • pitch pipe/harmonica solo
  • bare chest
  • stage diving
  • CDs thrown into the crowd
  • a belt buckle reader board
  • a raccoon hat
  • an air horn
  • synchronized kicks
  • a game of pattycake
  • a mini-mosh pit on stage
  • people laying down on stage
Needless to say, it was a wild set, as well as their CD release party. Ric Cesar (Dick's alter-ego) is the only guy in Seattle that can get away with wearing a black windbreaker zipped up to his chin on stage. He must've been quite warm. Sarah had her huge Aretha-style 'fro happening and she really owned the stage. They're the type of band you really have to see live in order to get the full picture.

Anyway, it was a great night for rock and, hopefully, we'll be hooking up with the YS for a show of our own soon.

Saturday, August 18, 2007


Thursday, August 16, 2007

Stuff, vacation, cancer

I hate writing titles for the blog. I can never come up with anything witty, so I usually just write about what I'm going to write about. What's the topic today? Nothing special, I suppose; just a recap of stuff since I last wrote.

Biggest thing that happened is that me and the family took a little 3 day vacation to Mt. Rainier. I hadn't been there in a looong time and we took Sunday, Monday and Tuesday of this week to go there. I took many pictures and put some of the best ones here. We had a great time driving up and down the mountain, eating lots of food at the Copper Creek Inn and seeing beautiful sights. To have Mt. Rainier 1.5 hours away is a pretty cool thing.

On the musical side, Sean was finally to nail Jonathan down for some studio time. We'll be going in on 8/26 for me to lay down about 12 bass tracks. Sean sent me some ideas for a great song of his, Only You, as I was having a hard time coming up with a tasty line under the verses. He came up with a great octave type line and I incorporated it into the other ideas I'd had previously. I'm pretty happy with the ideas and I think he is too. Now I just have to nail down what I'm going to do so we're not wasting time in the studio coming up with stuff. Also, my new bass simply CRUSHES when recorded. If it sounds this good to me through my little mixer into my computer's sound card, I can only imagine how good it will sound (and hopefully Sean likes it too, 'cause he's really leaning towards a Sterling bass on the recording) recorded by a Real Live Engineer!

What the hell else is going on? Well, Julie is back at work now. After two months of recovery at her house after breaking her ankle in 3 places, she's back on a consistent basis. And it is good to have her back. She's the Bad Cop to my Good Cop (or Wussy Cop, if you will!). Plus she has some brains to back it up. Me? I'm just making things up as I go...

Riley has his 3rd birthday party tomorrow. When we asked him what kind of party he wanted, instead of asking for a Cars or Transformers or Finding Nemo or Bob the Builder party, he asked for a Monkey party. Now, what the hell is that? I have no idea. Marci, on the other hand, went nuts. Or, more appropriately, bananas. :)

Anyway, she made about 20 cupcakes that look like monkeys, made a cake with Curious George bursting out of it, found a giant-ass inflatable monkey (which is now shoved in her passenger side seat in the car; looks funny!), and basically decked things out with all things simian. The party will be at our local swim club (of which I have not worked out at for several weeks. For shame) and all the cool kids will be there. Hopefully it doesn't rain. :crosses fingers:

Oh. Found out today that my dad was going in for a colonoscopy today. Huh, wha? This is news to me. My aunt told me today at work that he'd had some "issues pooping" and thought it'd be prudent to get 'scoped. Evidently I was the last to know. It's kind of important as Dad went through chemo for cancer about 3 years ago. He had non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma and went through about 4-5 weeks of chemo. Lost the hair and everything, but came back and was healthier than he'd ever been, I think.

Anyway, I guess my brother and his wife were at my parents' house last week and (TMI ALERT ABOUT POOP! WATCH OUT) Dad was on the can, constipated. Apparently he'd been plugged up for some time and because of that, was also vomiting as he was trying to poop. Yikes. (My brother has two dogs and he says that one of them will also puke when constipated. Ugh.)

Needless to say, my bro tried to get Dad to the ER, but, of course, he refused (stubborn old man). Anyway, Knight called one of his many Dr. friends, who recommended some Maalox. So Knight & Shannon ran to get some and as they were at the store, Dad was able to relieve himself. Anyway, fast forward to today and he had his colon checked. Initial thought is that there is some sort of blockage or tumor there, but they won't know if it's cancer or not for a few days.

Let's hope it's not fucking cancer again.

Funny thing was, when Dad had the NHL a few years ago, he was so laid back about it that that's how I handled it. Not once did I worry for his well-being or health. I figured he'd be fine, and, thankfully, he was. This time around, even though we're not sure of anything yet, it's a bit freaky for me. Maybe part of it is because I've been reading a journal by a local reporter about a local little girl dying/suffering from a form of cancer (intense blog here). It's pretty emotional and intimate and is a very touching story. She's in very bad shape and they're praying for a miracle, but who knows what will happen.

So for Dad to be potentially sick again is a bit unsettling for me. They've finally retired (Mom and Dad, that is) and are really, really enjoying their free time. They're traveling or at one of the many local casinos, supporting the local Native American tribes. I know Dad is still taking the, "What, me worry?" angle of attack, but still, it worries me.

Well, this was a backwards blog. I write about some trivial stuff, then, KERPOW! Cancer? Bad meat? Who knows?

Love your parents!

Now playing: Muse - Space Dementia (live)
via FoxyTunes

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Last night at the Rendezvous

Yet another show at the 'vous, but this time, a weekend! Hallelujah! Tonight it was us, Paul Lynde Fan Club and Llama.

We played with both these bands sometime last year. October, I think, at the Sunset. It was my first exposure to both bands and I am very glad that it happened. Since then, we've become quite chummy with Llama, as well as the people connected with them.

Over the years, I've been in several bands and have always felt like I/we were on the outside looking in. After having befriended Rusty, Jim and Scott in Llama, I feel like we're finally making our way inside. By way of Llama, we've gotten to know many cool people in many cool bands, including, but not limited to, PLFC (of course), the Riffbrokers, the Small Change, Young Sportsmen, the Tripwires, Sgt. Major, and many many more. These bands and members have been very enthused for what we do and it's just gotten better and better for us.

But, as usual, I digress.

So we went first and I brought along the new #1 with a bullet, the G&L. And, as it did on Monday with the Lunds and Thursday with the Scheme, the G&L crushed again. We played our standard set, plus the new song Sugar and I couldn't have been more pleased with the tone. Our performance was pretty good too, though I had some vocal issues at times. Plus, the stage was Damn Hot. I would've worn shorts, but the indie cred side of me told me not to.

There was a good sized crowd in the Jewelbox Theater, from what I could tell. Unfortunately, when you're on stage there, it's pretty much impossible to see 10 feet away as the theater is dark and the lights are in your face. But the folks were appreciative and, as I found out after our set, really dug what we did.

After us came Paul Lynde Fan Club. Scott and Jim from Llama (and other bands, I'm sure) play drums and guitar, respectively. Lisa plays bass and, of course, she's also connected with Rusty from his days with Pure Joy (if I'm not mistaken). When we played with PLFC back last year, I remember them being more spacey, kind of meandering with their music. Unfortunately, I only caught a few songs, but what I heard was good. They seemed to have found more direction and gotten more song oriented, as opposed to the kind of droning jam they did a year ago. After further deducing, Scott admitted that the song structures and formations were mainly of his doing. And that's a good thing!

Llama closed the night, and, as usual, made it worth staying up way past my bedtime. Rusty and Scott and Jim have this magical way of playing music that makes you just want to bob your head and smile. I wouldn't say it's earth-shattering or anything, but it sure makes you feel good and is fun to listen to. Rusty has this kind of surfer, laid-back way of singing that is so cool. Scott dips in and out with tons of harmony vocals and pentatonic bass lines, and Jim just beats the hell out of his Dial-a-Fight kit much like the background music I have on right now (see below). Llama is just cool. Go see them.

As I said, the night was a grand time. I made some new friends (Greg from the Small Change, most notably) and hopefully some great future shows. When I know more, you'll know more, but (fingers crossed) it should be extra tasty and smooth.

Next up: the 4th Ave in Olympia. Stay tuned!

Now playing: Helmet - Unsung
via FoxyTunes

Monday, August 06, 2007

More bass stuff

I took the new bass to Mike Lull the other day for a setup job. He oiled the neck and dressed the frets. He put in a new input jack and lubed up the knobs. I got it back Saturday and played it and it was good. The true test would come tonight at rehearsal through my rig.

I got down to T-town and we fired up on a new song, one of Sean's called Sugar, which will make its grand debut this Friday. And the clouds parted and the birds sang and the cool breeze blew as my new G&L bass BLEW MY MIND.

I had the bass going into my SansAmp and no EQ on the amp and the bass was all bottom with crispy highs and tons of growl. I may need to dial the overdrive back on the SansAmp, but, man did I dig the sound. I'm going to pull my rig out of the car sometime this week and further tweak the sound, but I am very happy with what I heard.

So we've also been working on some new stuff with the Lunds. Kind of cool. I get a recording sent to me, I learn the part, then come Mondays, we go and crush it.

Well, crushing it is putting it a little strong, but it is a fantastic way to learn new music. No beating around the bush trying to teach each other parts, for the most part. We just count off and go.

Next show, we'll hopefully be able to bust out one of Chris' new songs. We could probably do it this Friday, but, in all honesty, it's too close and we're just not tight enough yet. It's tight for the 10 or so times we've played it together, but, in this case, we'd want to crush it.

Either way, the people who come see us Friday should get a kick out of the new song (and the new bass!).

Nighty night.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

It's here!

Ask me what I did at work today.

I checked to see if they delivered my bass.

It never updated, but when I pulled into the driveway, the box was propped at the door. I opened it up and took a look.

On a scale of 1 to 10, the condition of the bass was a 7. It's actually in really good shape. There are two tiny nicks in the finish just above the pickguard. There was some residue all over the body of the bass, too, but nothing some wiping and cleaning couldn't take care of.

I plugged the bass in and dinked around a bit. First thing I noticed was how low the action was. Usually that's a cool thing, but I think it was a bit too low. Buzzing and clinking everywhere. It also seemed that the output of the bass was a bit lower than what I played at Northwest Guitars. Then again, this bass is probably 10+ years old. Also, I wasn't playing through my main rig as that's down at Chris' house.

Anyway, after mopping the bass off, it looked much better. I should put some new strings on it, but I am quite the string miser. I like to play them until they break. I have no idea how old the strings on the SB-2 are, but they're functional for now. Plus, I think I'm gonna try a new brand of string as I've been using Ernie Balls for years. I like 'em, but that's mainly because I'm too cheap to try new strings for $30 and risk not liking them.

This bass is passive (re: no battery) and has a nice growly tone on the neck pickup. Turn up the bridge p/u and the high end comes in to play a little. I'm looking forward to trying it out next Monday at rehearsal with Chris and Sean.

I believe I will take it into Mike Lull tomorrow, though. Have him give it the once-over and see how it looks. Hopefully he can get it back to me soon so I can play it Monday. Otherwise it'll have to be Thursday (if it's done) with the Scheme, or possibly even Friday when we rip the Rendezvous a new one.

Here's a shot of the family. Envy me!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Weekend Update (heavy on the bass!)

It's Sunday night and here I am. What's new? Well, in the past 3 days or so, between Marci and I, we've seen about 10 spiders of various sizes in the house. I haven't seen any spiders for a long time, so it's been a little unpleasant.

A few weeks ago I was watching the Today show and Kelly Clarkson was performing. As usual, I strained to see her boob- er, her bassist and his gear. All I saw was this grizzled looking old guy playing a mustard yellow P bass with a black pickguard. Something about that bass really appealed to me so off to Google I went.

Surprise, surprise. Google told me that the bassist on her latest record is none other than old punk vet Mike Watt. Now, don't mistake me for some Mike Watt or fIREHOSE fan or something, no. I don't have cred like that (though my neighbor had a Ric bass that had M. Watt's autograph on it and he wouldn't sell it to me!). I don't know if it was Mike Watt playing live on stage, but it set me off on a trek to try to find a yellow P with black pickguard.

I checked eBay and Craigslist and had no luck. Perusing gave no leads either. Somehow, in my searching, I came across a bass made by G&L (Leo Fender's creation) called the SB-2. It's basically a P bass with a J bass pickup at the bridge. I looked at some pix and really dug how it looked. Then, in looking for vendors, it turned out that there was one in Bellevue. So, off to Northwest Guitars I went.

They had a SB-2, brand new, white with tortoise shell pickguard for $1150. Much much more than I wanted to spend, but a beautiful bass. I plugged it in and dinked around. Amazing. The bass was passive and the sound was HUGE. What I liked a lot about it, besides the look and sound, was the simplicity of the instrument. One knob for the neck (P) pickup, one knob for the bridge (J) pickup. Dial into your preference and drop the bomb. So tasty.

For a few days I obsessed about that bass. I tried to come up with scenarios in which I could get that bass. If I sold one of mine, I could get about $500 to put towards it, but then I'd have to pony the rest and I didn't want to do that. I looked on eBay again and saw some used ones, as well as Tribute models (basses with overseas wood, US hardware). I ended up putting all the eBay ones on my watched list.

A few days later, I took my Fender Geddy Lee Jazz to NWG to talk about a trade-in. The GL served me well, but I never play it. Love Geddy as I might, I just wasn't too in love with his signature bass. NWG offered me $350 at first, then upped it to $450 when I was going to walk. Even with that (I was looking to get $500 to $550), I'd still have to dish out $700 for that white SB-2. I told the guys I'd try on Craigslist and see what I could get from there. I left without the SB-2.

On Thursday I got an email from eBay reminding me that one of the watched basses was about to run out of time. I took a look and it was a used SB-2, sunburst with tortoise shell pickguard, and listed at $525 with $40 shipping. It was pretty and there was about 1.5 hours left. I thought about it and figured if I bid no more than $600, that someone would swoop in at the last second and win this bass. I put my high at $600, the new high bid was $535, and waited.

As I kept hitting F5, it became pretty clear that I was about to be obligated to pay for a new bass. Pretty soon, I won the auction and owed someone in Ohio $575. Luckily, I had the $$ to pay so I sent him the funds via Paypal. All this time, the GL was on Craigslist with just a few bites. One guy gave me his phone # so I dialed him up.

Turns out, this guy was from Oregon and wanted a GL and, within 5 minutes or so, he had Paypalled me $500 for it. Pretty cool, if I do say so myself. He said he'd pick it up this weekend but I never heard from him. I do expect him to pick it up this week sometime.

In the meantime, I have a badass new bass on its way to me. I should have it Thursday and I can't wait! Unfortunately, I won't be able to use it in a band situation until either Sunday at church (blech!) or next Monday with the Lunds. Ironically, I meet with both bands this week and I'll probably be taking the trusty ol' Sterling.

Until then, I have a few pictures to drool over in anticipation. Take a look:

Without even trying, I will have 3 basses that all have an orange sunburst pattern on them. Kind of gay, but also kind of DAMN COOL.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Tonight at the Sunset

2 months and 10 days. That's how long it's been since the Lund Bros. have played together. Since then, all of the following things have happened to members of this band (in no particular order):
  • a family member had open-heart surgery
  • a room in a home had been remodeled
  • a particular nasty flare-up of a chronic disease that required surgery
  • a new CD was started as tracks were recorded for future release
  • a second band was added to the mix
So it's been an eventful hiatus, I'd say.

I showed up at the Sunset at about 4:15. We were slated to go second (per Jenny's myspace note to me), but turns out we got third slot, which was actually fine. Sean was there already and we had some friends (Rusty, Scott, Carmella and others) show up to see us. Sean had a female companion show up later, so it was all good.

Prior to the show, I'd listened to the 3 other bands on the bill and figured it'd be weird night with our powerpop stylings, Ape City R&B's White Stripes style garage rock, the Coloffs straight-ahead indie rock, and Bug Nasties' psychadelic 60's rock. Was that how it went down? Keep reading and find out.

First up was the Coloffs, a three piece with some tasty gear. Ampeg 4x10 and 1x18 powering a Fender J, a vintage Ludwig kit with 26"(!) kick, and some sort of vintage Gibson on guitar. The guitarist had a total Iggy Pop thing going on, mixed with a flair reminiscent of Chris' playing style. They were solid, but completely forgettable. Nothing really stood out about them.

Ape City R&B followed the Coloffs. You had guitar, you had drums. The guitarist/singer was a giant of a man. Very large, black glasses, a mop of black hair and tattoos all up and down his arms. He played a Fender Jaguar and pretty much power chorded his way through the set. They did the garage thing quite well, but, it's not my cup 'o tea and, well, I liked it better when the White Stripes did it first. Better riffing. But, I digress.

We went on next and for the first time in 2+ months? It was fun! Super hot on stage, especially with all the damn humidity lately. Add in the stage lights which happen to be on the side I usually play on and you get some hot temps.

With our recent downtime, I've spent a lot of time tweaking my gear and figuring out how my bass, pedals and amp work together. I've figured something out finally and took the Sterling and thought I had a really great sound. It cut, was mid-sy and also had that all-important booty shakin' bottom.

We played the same set as last time and, save for a couple errors here and there, I played and sang pretty well. Sean had some equipment difficulties (a sliding kick-drum, a fragged-out mic cable), but played a solid show overall. Chris seemed to have some voice issues hitting the high notes, as well as some chording issues on the guitar, but we'll chalk that up to his Real Life being quite busy lately.

The crowd was decent for a Sunday and they wanted us to continue playing, but, alas, the sound guy had other ideas. He let us do No Matter What, then we packed things up. It was fantastic to play and knock the dust off. We'll be on again a week from Monday for rehearsal, and then again on 8/10 to play with Llama and PLFC. That should be a great night for us.

The Bug Nasties were last and, as mentioned, they did the 60's psychedelic thing. They were very good at it, but it was quite loud and we were quite hungry, so we hit it for the Lock and Keel for some much needed adult beverages and some chow.

Sadly, we didn't make any bucks tonight, so, once again, the music was free.

Next up: 8/10 at the Rendezvous.

An Evening with Rush

With a show starting at 8:00pm, my brother said he'd pick me up at 6:45, leaving us plenty of time to get to the White River and get seated. Well, turns out he didn't pick me up until about 7:15 or so, due to poor weather (pouring rain and wet-ass humidity in July!) and horrible Friday night traffic. Luckily, I had my trusty MP3 player loaded up with all things Rush, and I was able to geek out with Knight's friend Ken, who was attending his 35th (!!) show.

Growing up a Rush fan was kind of tough for me. I knew other guys who liked Rush, but rarely did I know anyone who was as serious as me. Now, there definitely are some hardcore Rush geeks out there. I don't consider myself that intense. And when I did know other dudes that were really into Rush, I never saw a show with anyone like that. In fact, including Friday's show, I've seen 3 shows in which my companion was someone who I wouldn't even consider a casual Rush fan. So, to have someone in our group (me, Knight, Ken and his wife Tonja) that was a big Rush fan was cool.

Anyway, it took FOREVER to get to the venue. We got there at about 8:45 and they were already well into their first set. Walking around the puddles in the parking lot, we heard The Larger Bowl. After that was Secret Touch from the Vapor Trails record. We finally made it to our seats just as Circumstances was starting.

And it was all good. Our seats were center stage, in the 200 level, which gave us a great view and great sound. Plus, we were under the covered area and stayed relatively dry.

In my many years of listening to Rush boots, watching bootleg videos and the like, I've come to realize that though Rush sounds so precise on studio recordings, it can be a crap shoot when it comes to playing live. After all, it's 3 guys playing 3 instruments, but sometimes even more than that. Instruments, that is. So, my point is that I've heard some real Rush trainwrecks. Luckily, on Friday, the boys were ON. Chalk it up to having a week off between shows or whatever, but we were treated to a fine performance. They were tight. Heck, even parts they usually blow when they're tight (think first riff after morse code intro to YYZ) were tight. Very great performance.

And, say what you will about the lousy parking situation at the White River Amphitheater (did I mention it took us over 1 hour to leave the freakin' lot??? And then another 45 minutes to get to the freeway???), the killer sound almost makes up for it. You could hear all the instruments and vocals super clearly and cleanly. The only thing I would've changed was more bottom end on the bass as Ged's tone tends to get a little thin at times.

All in all, I'm super glad I went to the show. Knight really enjoyed it as well, and this is a guy who maybe heard 2-3 Rush songs his entire life. I took a bunch of faraway cell pix and surprisingly good sounding video clips. I'll have to sort through those and share 'em another time.

If you have a chance to see Rush, do it. They're fantastic.

Friday, July 20, 2007


And to think I wasn't going to go. I have the R30 DVD in right now and as soon as Alex started with the first notes to Finding My Way, well, let's just say I almost got a little verklempt.

It's raining like a bitch right now and I'll have some seats that are kinda far away, but you know what?


I know the setlist, I know the tunes, but dammit all, this is going to be goddamn fun.

Sorry for the cussing, but I've spent over half my life worshiping these guys and I get a little excited.

I'll have a full report tonight, possibly some camera phone pix, maybe even a blog from the show if we're lucky.


Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Who the hell are you people?

I don't get many clicks here. Maybe 25-30 a week. And even then, I'm not even sure how to interpret that.

Do 30 people check my blog? Do they count the times I check it? I'm dumb!

So I goofed around on Sitemeter, which is the hit counter I use. It doesn't have mad numbers, as in tons of views, which is fine. I don't expect that. After all, I'm just a dude rambling on about my life and, honestly, I can't find that anyone else would find this terribly interesting.

However, in snooping around Sitemeter, it's apparent that people from Around the World check my site.

Now, some are probably random hits, as you can click at the top of each blog for random blog. Some are probably me checking things out. But definitely some are repeat business. For example, I keep seeing a viewer originating from Kalispell, Montana. I don't think I know anyone from Montana. Not that you're not welcome, but if for some reason you read my blog because you like what I do, or maybe you're morbidly curious, I thank you.

Heck, I have viewers from Oregon, France, Holland, Montana, Ontario, New York, California, Germany, Spain, Michigan, Italy, Singapore, Washington DC, Massachusetts, Virginia, Ohio, Alberta, Texas, Belgium, Maryland, Illinois, Indiana and India.

So. Who are you people? Leave me a comment and say hi! Or, keep reading. I don't mind.

Plans, plans, and stuff

  • In 2 nights, I'll be reeling from seeing Rush for the 6th time. I debated on whether or not to go this time around as it seems that they're just doing the same thing over and over again. Then I realized, it's frickin Rush and I have to go.

    Actually, my brother's friend had access to 2 extra tickets so he and I and his friends are gonna make our way south on Friday.
  • In 4 nights, I'll be reeling from playing out for the first time in just over 2 months. Heck. We haven't even rehearsed since probably early April and we won't get one before Sunday. Sean had health issues and is just getting better; Chris' newborn son had health issues and is doing fabulously; Chris' downstairs (our rehearsal space) is undergoing some remodeling. It's been a long time.
  • Anyway, we'll be hitting the badass Sunset in Ballard. It's a weird bill that Jen over there has put together. It's us and 3 other bands, quite indie-garage and rockabilly in their sounds, if I recall correctly. We're with the Coloffs, Ape City R&B and the Bug Nasties. And then little power pop us. *shrug*. We go second in case you're interested. Catch more info here: Sunset Tavern's Website
  • I've been plugging away at coming up with some basslines to Sean's new songs. He has laid down drum tracks and acoustic and electric guitars on 12 (or is it 13??) songs. I've been adding my .02 to the tracks on my little "home studio" (re: bass into mixer into computer) and creating parts. It's an interesting process. In my vast recording experience (right!), every time I've gone in, it's after the band has played the songs many many times. This time, we've never performed the songs together. I've had scratch tracks from Sean and will be going in basically to play to drums and guitars. It'll be super fun (love recording!) but kind of, not sure what word to use, sterile? Unspontaneous? Hard to say. I've got parts worked out but I don't have the intimacy with the drum parts that I would have had we played them together as a band. Anyway, I'm looking forward to it and hopefully we'll have some new tunes to share with everyone before too long (late fall?).
  • Saw Die Hard 4 tonight. Really enjoyed it. Favorite Die Hard 1 tie-in? Agent Johnson. Awesome.
  • Watched Kevin Durant play over the weekend. And Jeff Green. I think there may be hope yet for our Supes. They may suck, but I'll enjoy watching b-ball come October.
  • Thinking about buying an Xbox 360. The urge is strong, but I'm going to try to hold out until fall/winter. Evidently there's a newer version being produced that should be more reliable. Many people are experiencing bad things with the current version. Perhaps you've heard about the 1 BILLION BUCKS that Microsoft is going to eat to fix the issue? Insane.
  • I gotta start going to bed earlier. It's 11:30 now and I'm finding excuses to stay up. I think it's mainly to prolong having to wake up tomorrow.