Punk Ass: Biker, Zen Stress Monkey
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Humpday Shuffle
At the request of FMB of The Creeping Unknown and following the lead of RogueSlayer (not to mention that I have a weird fixation with lists), I'm going to start posting my iTunes Humpday Shuffle. I put my iTunes on random and see what flies out.
Here's this weeks selection:
1. The Hollow - A Perfect Circle
2. Beautiful - Seven Dust
3. Gold Dust Woman - Hole
4. Where Eagles Dare - Iron Maiden
5.Chloroform - Porcupine Tree
6. Chant of the Paladin - Dead Can Dance
7. Taxi Ride - Tori Amos
8. Chewbacca, What a Wookie - Supernova
9. None of Them Knew They Were Robots - Mr. Bungle
10. It's Over - Level 42
At the request of FMB of The Creeping Unknown and following the lead of RogueSlayer (not to mention that I have a weird fixation with lists), I'm going to start posting my iTunes Humpday Shuffle. I put my iTunes on random and see what flies out.
Here's this weeks selection:
1. The Hollow - A Perfect Circle
2. Beautiful - Seven Dust
3. Gold Dust Woman - Hole
4. Where Eagles Dare - Iron Maiden
5.Chloroform - Porcupine Tree
6. Chant of the Paladin - Dead Can Dance
7. Taxi Ride - Tori Amos
8. Chewbacca, What a Wookie - Supernova
9. None of Them Knew They Were Robots - Mr. Bungle
10. It's Over - Level 42
Monday, March 21, 2005
....And I Have Answered
The Equinox. The beginning of Spring. Snow slowly melting, birds doin' their bird thing, the Sun up higher in the sky and the sound of two yellow Michelin Pro Race tires on the wet, beat up pavement. Yes, It got up to 52*F yesterday and I said screw the snow and pot holes, I'm taking the bike out. It felt good. Not as good as I had hoped but not as bad as I had feared. But while I was out there, legs cranking, lungs straining, for one brief moment everything became very still. For one minute, everything was right with the world......
(BTW..new PunkAss poll is up...go vote....ummm..please...)
The Equinox. The beginning of Spring. Snow slowly melting, birds doin' their bird thing, the Sun up higher in the sky and the sound of two yellow Michelin Pro Race tires on the wet, beat up pavement. Yes, It got up to 52*F yesterday and I said screw the snow and pot holes, I'm taking the bike out. It felt good. Not as good as I had hoped but not as bad as I had feared. But while I was out there, legs cranking, lungs straining, for one brief moment everything became very still. For one minute, everything was right with the world......
(BTW..new PunkAss poll is up...go vote....ummm..please...)
Friday, March 18, 2005
Meet the Band
My band Under Adams is finallygoing into the studio next weekend to record our first CD!! This has been a VERY long time coming and I'm all kinds of excited.
So, my friend and fellow Clone UberAss Kelly of Kelly Davidson Photograph was kind enough to take some time out of her uber busy schedule and come up and shoot some photos of our practice last week. So with out further ado, I give you, Under Adams!
Steve
My band Under Adams is finallygoing into the studio next weekend to record our first CD!! This has been a VERY long time coming and I'm all kinds of excited.
So, my friend and fellow Clone UberAss Kelly of Kelly Davidson Photograph was kind enough to take some time out of her uber busy schedule and come up and shoot some photos of our practice last week. So with out further ado, I give you, Under Adams!
Steve
Thursday, March 17, 2005
The Road Calls
I am so jonesing for warmer weather so I can go out and hit the road. RogueSlayer and I went for a walk at lunch and I saw a couple of brave souls out there already. For me it's still a little cold (45 deg. F is about as low as I want to go) and the roads are a mess; Ice, super-sized pot holes, sand and other assorted debris. But the fever is upon me non the less. Last Friday night on the way home from work (in the middle of our 19th snow storm of the winter) I HAD to stop at the bike shop and see if the '05 Cervelo's were in yet, because nothing says new bike like a snow storm..Right?
Soon.......
I am so jonesing for warmer weather so I can go out and hit the road. RogueSlayer and I went for a walk at lunch and I saw a couple of brave souls out there already. For me it's still a little cold (45 deg. F is about as low as I want to go) and the roads are a mess; Ice, super-sized pot holes, sand and other assorted debris. But the fever is upon me non the less. Last Friday night on the way home from work (in the middle of our 19th snow storm of the winter) I HAD to stop at the bike shop and see if the '05 Cervelo's were in yet, because nothing says new bike like a snow storm..Right?
Soon.......
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Quicky Quiz
Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
 You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Thought for Thursday
To quote DePeche Mode: "I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors, but I think that god's got a sick sense of humor..." The joke? Body Hair. Yup, I'm convinced that body hair is the root of all evil ( well actually the follicle in this case). The hair on my head; great. Facial hair, on guys - very cool. But everything below the neck has got to go. I have a couple of male friends who have complained about a lack of chest hair or some such thing. They don't know how lucky they are. Now I'm not a especially hirsute guy, that's not the issue. I just think body hair is a complete waste of time and serves no good purpose except to gross people out. Please get me a big vat of nair and an iPod please...
To quote DePeche Mode: "I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors, but I think that god's got a sick sense of humor..." The joke? Body Hair. Yup, I'm convinced that body hair is the root of all evil ( well actually the follicle in this case). The hair on my head; great. Facial hair, on guys - very cool. But everything below the neck has got to go. I have a couple of male friends who have complained about a lack of chest hair or some such thing. They don't know how lucky they are. Now I'm not a especially hirsute guy, that's not the issue. I just think body hair is a complete waste of time and serves no good purpose except to gross people out. Please get me a big vat of nair and an iPod please...
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
You MUST Listen...
Have you ever bought a CD, listened to it once then put it away, only to rediscover it a few months later and go "Oh My God, This F'Ing ROCKS! Why have I not been listening to this?!" This just happened to me with The Mars Volta's De-Loused in the Comatorium. This album is pure genius. The only way I can describe these guys is as follows: Imagine that the members of Yes had there consciousnesses transplanted in the bodies of younger, hipper musicians who had never done Acid. While in the funkifyed fugue state which follows, they are put into a steel cage match with Geddy Lee and Carlos Santana that's refereed by Thelonius Monk.
I honestly haven't been this excited about discovering a band since Steve, the guitarist in my band, turned me on to Porcupine Tree. If you're feeling daring and want to listen to some well crafted music that you won't hear on the radio (most of the songs are over six minutes), you should, nay you MUST check these guys out. Their new album, Frances the Mute just dropped yesterday and I'm still tracking my way through it ..So far...AWESOME.
Have you ever bought a CD, listened to it once then put it away, only to rediscover it a few months later and go "Oh My God, This F'Ing ROCKS! Why have I not been listening to this?!" This just happened to me with The Mars Volta's De-Loused in the Comatorium. This album is pure genius. The only way I can describe these guys is as follows: Imagine that the members of Yes had there consciousnesses transplanted in the bodies of younger, hipper musicians who had never done Acid. While in the funkifyed fugue state which follows, they are put into a steel cage match with Geddy Lee and Carlos Santana that's refereed by Thelonius Monk.
I honestly haven't been this excited about discovering a band since Steve, the guitarist in my band, turned me on to Porcupine Tree. If you're feeling daring and want to listen to some well crafted music that you won't hear on the radio (most of the songs are over six minutes), you should, nay you MUST check these guys out. Their new album, Frances the Mute just dropped yesterday and I'm still tracking my way through it ..So far...AWESOME.
