Flamenco Sketches

ok, i thought about posting Flamenco Sketches by Miles Davis here (because i'm posting SKETCHES from the last two weeks [get the wordplay? {yeah!}]), but i decided that it was far too slow for me to put here.  so here's another Miles Davis tune for your listening enjoyment while you disinterestedly skim over this post.






i'm not going to even try to remember every day since my last post.  so here is a bullet point summary of things that stood out over the course of the last 20 days  (edit:  i decided that i don't feel like making bullet points, so i opted for short, disjointed paragraphs):

my aunt died, one of my favorite family members.  we'd been preparing for it since april, but we still weren't ready.  a few days after her funeral, one of my cousins had a baby and named it Abigail Jayne, after Aunt Jayne.

been on a songwriting spree lately.  written around 7 full sets of lyrics in the past two weeks, probably as many melodies.  only one full song has come out of it so far, but since it involves comparing a person to a time machine, i'm ok with that low writing-to-completion ratio.  some of the songs that have been tabled for now include a surf/jazz/reggae monstrosity and a flamenco-sounding, overly-dramatic, should-be-used-in-a-bullfight-scene song.

i got my guitar speaker cabinet back from being repaired.  this whole thing has been like some weird greek tragedy.  in late july, i found this amp and cabinet in a guitar center for $200 less than it should have been.  a week later, the amp started acting up and needed repaired.  then the speaker cabinet started acting up and needed repaired.  long story short, i finally had both my amp and cab fully repaired on sunday, november 28.  at which time, i had to leave all my electric guitar equipment in ohio so i can move the rest of my earthly possessions in a single mazda protege

ok, i googled "mazda protege matchbox," hoping to find a toy car version of my car.  this image showed up five pages into the results, and i felt obligated to post it.  this is ty cobb, one of the meanest guys to ever wield a bat, and the list of dangerous bat-wielders includes mafia members and loan sharks.  notorious for sharpening his spikes to inflict maximum damage, he once bunted down the first base line, knocked the pitcher down while he was trying to field the ball, and spiked him in the chest.  then he made it to first base.

anyway, my mazda is a small car and i couldn't fit all my material possessions in it when i move back from chicago, so i left my electric guitar equipment in ohio.  which means, after waiting for 4 months to use the amp and cab that i bought and love so dearly, i have to wait another two weeks to play gloriously loud music, despite the fact that they're both finally repaired.  just like oedipus, right?

i experienced the first of the chicago winter.  instead of starting off with snow for its first wintry precipitation, the chicago weather gods decided to rain tiny pellets of jagged ice on the unsuspecting populace.  as you may suspect, this put a damper on my lunch break to Sultan's.  i want to take this time to comment that Sultan's has the most delicious falafel sandwich i have ever encountered, and if you are ever in or near chicago, you need to eat there.  plus it's like 4 bucks for a falafel sandwich.  i thought about it yesterday, and i think i have eaten there at least once a week since august 30.

i've been on a sci fi movie binge.  not just any kind of sci fi movies, though.  only ones i haven't seen before.  last night i saw a polish/japanese film called Avalon, about an illegal, addictive video game that takes hold of the populace.  pretty good, as far as low-budget sci fi romps go.  i think i've seen 10 sci fi movies in the last two weeks.  i also saw The Shawshank Redemption for the first time, i highly recommend it as a prison film.  however, Cool Hand Luke is still my favorite when it comes to the prison film genre.






i have established a rapport with a cta bus driver.  he's a cool guy.  i should probably ask his name sometime soon.  maybe we can be pen pals.

had thanksgiving at Grandma Bradney's house in Amanda and at Aunt Susie's house in Marietta.  good times.  lots of food.  i can still taste grandma's egg noodles.

today's my last day at JMA.  still working at Eventric through dec 8.  i had a confrontation with my boss at JMA over ethics, and won out in the end.  i guess either way my boss would've lost out, i probably would've quit if he gave me an ultimatum.  he wanted me to do research for a paper that his daughter was supposed to write.  he really does love his daughters, and i guess that i can accept that as the root of asking me to commit academic misconduct, but it still bothers me that he asked.

going to see Tommy Johnagin on dec 9.  excited about it.  he's a great comic, all three of you reading this should check him out.

music.  lots of musical happenings.  listened to Kanye's new album (wasn't terribly impressed), The Clash's Vanilla Tapes (demos for London Calling), a little of Florence + The Machine (i need to get their full album, really digging their first two singles), tons of The Replacements, tons of The Thermals.  the big revelation has been in Joe Strummer's London Calling, a BBC radio show he did sporadically through 1999 and 2000.  it's what i imagine radio used to be.  completely unpredictable, smile-inducing, and full of foot-tapping tunes.  lots of world music, but that shouldn't turn you off.  it's all good, from mariachi to reggae to Eddie Cochran.  and it's free:

http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/joe-strummer-london-calling/id285877923

i read American on Purpose by Craig Ferguson.  he is actually a very good writer, i enjoyed it very much.  he's a favorite comedian of mine, and has led a very full life of drugs, rock and roll, tv, film, and late night talk shows.  i loved this one quote from his book, it goes like this:  'i sometimes wonder if fear isn't just God's way of saying, "pay attention, this could be fun"'

i think i've written a sufficient wall of text to describe the past few weeks.  i'll be moving back to ohio on dec 8, moving into my house in columbus on jan 1.

Ride of the Valkyries

Wagner was a massive anti-semite.  that's a third of what i think of every time i hear that song.  here's the song:



here's what my immediate reaction is, every time i hear it:
1.  kill da wabbit, kill da wabbit
2.  i shouldn't like this song, Wagner really hated jews
3.  i love that scene from Apocalypse Now

it's a beautiful piece.  the intro is thrilling, tense, engaging, and it leads into that triumphant horn part that everyone with a pulse has heard at least once in his or her life.  it's inspiring music, really, it makes perfect sense that the Nazis would want to use it in their propaganda.  it makes you want to go out and conquer something.

it's a question of art versus motive, i suppose.  it's a classic piece of art, one of the most recognizable pieces of music ever made.  but if it's made so Hitler and his buddies can pump up their swastika-sporting brethren, should we still listen to it?  i'm not a very good philosopher, so i'm going going to even try to answer that question.  it's been in my thoughts for a couple of days now, since i saw a car commercial with Ride of the Valkyries hawking a Nissan something or other.  i doubt they worried as much about it as i've thought about it.

i'm not going to vote on tuesday.  i feel bad about it.  forgot to get my absentee ballot.  the last time i voted was in the presidential election in 2008.  i voted for McCain, believe it or not.  that may inspire a lot of gut reactions in you, but i did a lot of research before i voted.  realistically, he was the most liberal republican presidential candidate i've ever seen.  i actually preferred Obama when it came to the issues, but doubted he would have the influence within politics that McCain had, and would fall far short of his grand promises.  McCain sure as hell wasn't going to commit genocide on gay people or whatever people were scared of:  politicians these days are too scared to drastically polarize themselves on hot button issues, they'll get crucified when the other party starts gaining influence again.  hence "don't ask don't tell" and that sort of thing.  but once Obama won, i was fully behind him, i believe that's the way the populace should act unless something happens to compromise the ability of the president to lead (i.e. Watergate-style paranoia).  now, supporting the president does not mean everyone should agree with everything he says; the beauty of a democracy is the ability for people to change their own circumstances as dictated by the government.  but the general Obama-bashing is not helpful at all for the country, i believe that the vocal hatred of Obama by a rightist minority has led republican congressmen to entrench themselves and stop legislation that republicans would normally agree to.  which in turn has led to liberals pointing their fingers at the gop to disguise their own shortcomings, the conservatives pointing back, and a whole lot more squabbling.  i think Obama has done as well as we could expect any president to act in his situation.  i don't believe he is an outstanding president, but he is far from incompetent, an above-average president trying his best.

shit, how did i get started on politics?  this has been a thoroughly un-humorous post, and probably alienating on several levels.  realistically, i doubt i will ever see a candidate with the same mixture of conservative and liberal stances that i have.  i verge on radical on some liberal issues, but still have a conservative side of me when it comes to other issues (typically financial issues).

i have no clue why this ended up in a blog post.  i guess i don't really discuss politics that often.  this was a healthy thing to put in black and white, i suppose.

friday i came into work and realized the Eventric office dressed up for halloween.  not everyone was wearing costumes, but there was some joshing at my blue and white thermal's expense.  we also watched a couple of horror flicks.  i watched Nightmare on Elm Street for the first time.  it was a pretty neat movie, fun viewing.  went to North Avenue Guitars to look for a footswitch, talked to a guitar tech for a half hour, went home, watched Mad Men, and slept.  also wrote a bridge for one of my songs, played guitar for a while.  my electric guitar (a telecaster) is really starting to show some signs of wear from my picking arm and my recklessly un-technical strumming, but it's looking pretty cool so far.  seeing lots of wood through the finish.

saturday, lazed around the apt all day.  watched the rest of Mad Men season 4, then Rolling Stones' Gimme Shelter, which was a movie revolving around the Stones playing Altamont in 1969.  that free Altamont show is generally pointed to as the end of the 60s counterculture, with the Hell's Angels killing a guy who pulled a gun in the crowd, and three other people dying from various other causes.  they actually have footage of a guy pulling a gun, and a Hell's Angel stabbing him two or three times.  go to about 4:00 to see the slow-motion video of it, from the film Gimme Shelter.



well, now that i've been thoroughly depressing and un-funny in this blog post, i think i'll just leave it.

third nye blind

i spent five hours working on mostly one project today.  probably shouldn't have taken me so long, but i wanted to make it easy on me for future weeks.  now it should take me an hour or two each week to update everything on this ongoing showlist of chicago shows.  i was pretty proud of it until i realized how utterly insignificant it is in the grand scheme of things, and what i could have been doing in those five hours. 0.00259% of my life so far, down the drain, assuming my math is right.  probably a little bit less, i just rounded to 22 years... but that's irrelevant.  what is relevant is that a skilled surgeon can do a heart transplant in 6 hours, i could fly to new york from chicago in two and a quarter hours, and the gettysburg address was given in a little over two minutes.  lots could happen in five hours.

i wrote lyrics to a song today.  we'll see how that goes.  a little girl on the bus kept on giving me strange looks while i was writing it, and i felt like the woman next to me was reading over my shoulder.  who knows what they really thought.

i also got rained on today.  i was the only one at milwaukee/north/damen that didn't go for shelter.  it was a pretty odd feeling, but the rain stopped soon.  a guy smiled at me like i knew something he didn't when the rain stopped.  he had torn jeans and an umbrella.

had piece pizza for lunch and a veggie burger, chips and salsa for dinner, complemented by goose island beer and some fudge that grandma bradney had sent.

listened to part of neil young's new album today.  the other intern begged me to stop.  said it was horrible.  frankly, it's not his best album by any means, but it isn't horrible either.  it's just a guy with his guitar, and i guess that's why i like it so much.  granted, it's a guy with his guitar in a very nice studio with a bunch of very nice gadgets to make it sound pretty, but it's still neil young playing his guitar and singing.  he's probably spent decades doing that.  serious musicians spend a lot more time playing than bystanders think.  hendrix used to take speed so he could stay up and play guitar more.  clapton learned how to play all the records in his house.  that doesn't come overnight.  it's a pretty deeply personal thing, and that's how le noise comes off to me.  it may not find its way into my regularly listened records, but it has its place in my music library.

i also listened to the beatles today, first time in 7 or 8 months, likely.  rubber soul.  it and help! are probably the two albums that i have listened to the most in my life, besides so far so good by bryan adams (it was the only cassette i owned for about three years).  i need to go through and listen to all of the beatles' discography.  it's been a really long time since i've listened to revolver or the white album all the way through.

oh yeah, the title.  mike and i looked up bill nye parody songs today.  this was one of the parody bands' names.