The Pain Inside My Brain…
Posted on September 17, 2004 at 12:09 pm | No Comments
Ok, change of plans. It’s day two of my caffeine-and-nutrasweet-free existence, and the brain-pain is intense. Straight back from my left eyeball, feels like it’s going to pop out and roll around my desk. All I can think about is how good a Dunkin’ Donuts coffee would taste right about now. So I take another sip of water and try to focus on work.
Can’t do it. And so my ill-advised attempt to quit both coffee and Diet Coke simultaneously comes to an end. What was I thinking?! Instead, I’m just going to focus on the nutrasweet, cutting out the Coke, but enjoying the precious nectar that is Dunkies brew. I’m now holding one in my hand, and all feels right with the world…
Pond at Vermonstress
Finally got Pond‘s live set from this 1992 Sub Pop Festival in Burlington, Vermont transferred and posted to my Vermonstress page.
Probably my favorite performance of the whole fest, Pond was a revelation. Hadn’t heard them until the week before, when I inhaled a preview copy of their debut disc, and was equally impressed by them live. Eight songs (the last two are one mp3), all from their first album, except a cover of Bo Diddley’s “Pretty Thing”. These recordings sound pretty good, but can’t reflect the energy that came offa that stage. I’ll never forget it.
Ah, bless you Silkworm. To maintain such a consistent level of creativity for so many years is an inspirational thing. I picked up their new mini-album, “It’ll Be Cool”, on Tuesday, and it is so totally rockin’ me.
I knew that a new release probably meant a tour, but imagine my surprise when a random surf-by showed Silkworm playing the Plan in Allston. Can it be? It’s in a little bar called Great Scott’s, just a few blocks from where I live, and I’m stunned. Not only are they one of the best live bands going, but they’re playing in a tiny place with the stellar Karl Hendricks Trio. Glorious. That’s November 11th.
Hey, look… free, new Hot Snakes! A preview track called Hi-Lites from their upcoming record “Audit in Progress”. It’s quintessential Snakes, and has got me even more excited for their live return to Boston on November 14th.
Here’s a real treat… Marm0t has posted a link to what may be my favorite song off Elliott Smith’s upcoming final album, “From a Basement on the Hill“. It’s called Twilight, and it’s near perfection. Beautiful and heartbreaking at all at once.
A new, super-economical compilation is out this week called “For Whom the Casio Tolls: First Blood“, on Asaurus Records. A mere 4 clams via PayPal. As the title implies, all the songs were created using Casio keyboards, and my pal Colin has contributed the song “Remember in November”. Any resemblance between that title and the second line on the new Jimmy Eat World record is purely coincidental. Neither concerns my birthday, but both do address the same thing: a much-needed change. Which brings me to…
I was fairly annoyed that the Republican National Convention caused me to miss Snow Patrol’s appearance on Letterman a few weeks back (well, one of several reasons that whole suck-fest annoyed me). Bush’s babbling, and the talking-head coverage afterwards, bumped the Late Show beyond my TiVo’s pre-set recording time. Woke up the next day to check out SP’s performance… dee-nied.
Thankfully, Snow Patrol’s U.S. site has just posted a recording of the performance, and while it’s not the best quality, they looked and sounded like they really pulled it off. “Run” may not be my favorite from the record, and it’s too bad the guys had to self-edit the song to get the length down for Dave, but I’m just glad to see them get the attention. Our nation’s gradual recovery from the hell that was Nu-Metal and Creedy-crap continues on.
Looking for something to read in the bookstore yesterday, I happened upon the brand new George Pelecanos paperback, Shoedog. Didn’t even realize it was due out, but it’s exactly what I’m in the mood for.
Not only is the man the master of D.C. crime fiction, but he’s one of the contributing writers to the best drama on TV, HBO’s The Wire. He joined up at the start of last season and you can just tell. His style is all over it. There’s a reason people call The Wire “the best novel on television”.
Speaking of which, the new season starts up on Sunday, and I can’t wait. Not only does Pelecanos remain on board, but Boston-based scribe Dennis Lehane, one of my faves (and the man behind Mystic River), has joined the writing team this season. F’in sweet.
After the bookstore I swung by EB Games to grab the new Call of Duty expansion pack. Arguably the best wartime first-person PC game, the original CoD hooked me hard, and I’m a sucker for it’s online action.
The new expansion, United Offensive, recreates the U.S.’s Battle of the Bulge, the British Invasion of Sicily, and the Russian Battle for Kursk. If you’re CoD-curious, you can download free demos of the expansion and the original right here. The new game and I will be no doubt be spending some quality time together this weekend.
I’d better hurry up and finish it, though, along with the still-in-progress Doom 3, because Half Life 2 is getting closer.
On deck for this weekend: The Raiders of the Lost Ark Adaptation at the Coolidge. A group of friends spent 6 years filming a shot-for-shot recreation of Raiders, and it’s gotten rave reviews, if not for it’s technical achievement, but for it’s obvious enthusiasm and the persistance of the creators. The director, Eric Zala, will be at the screening. My first question: Did you try to get the fly to land on Toht’s face?
Also hoping to check out Thai film Ong Bak at the Boston Film Festival. Gotta make the time.
Prolific fiction writer Peter David will be in Boston tomorrow, appearing at New England Comics in Brockton at 2:30 PM, and at the one on Harvard St. in Brookline at 6 o’clock. He’ll be there to pimp a couple new comics he’s got out, sign some books, maybe make some fanboy conversation. Take a gander at his biliography, it’s mighty impressive.
And looking far ahead: Boston gets treated to the Stella Comedy Tour on November 18th. This three-man funny-groop is Michael Ian Black, Michael Showalter, and David Wain, who’ve been doing their thing together, individually, and as part of the comedy collective The State for nearly sixteen years. The Stella show started in ’97 at the Fez in NYC, and I’m pretty psyched I finally get a chance to check it out up here.
For fans of Da Ali G Show, this is absolutely freakin’ priceless. I’ve wondered what actual residents of Khazakhstan thought of Ali G creator Sacha Baron Cohen’s character Borat Sagdiyev, who hilariously pretends to be Khazakhstan’s sixth most famous man exploring America. Hell, I wondered if they’d even heard of him. Well, they have, and they are not amused. That whole silly article is nearly as funny as some of Borat’s escapades. But not quite.
Well, how about that? My coffee cup is nearly empty and my headache is almost gone. Funny the way that works.
The Not-So-Full Flower of the Evening
Posted on September 16, 2004 at 9:33 pm | No Comments
Stuck at work on a Thursday evening, wishing I was elsewhere, killing a bit of time with a quick post …
Mp3 of the Week
As you may have noticed, a new performance of an R.E.M. oldie is this week’s mp3, from the recent internet-broadcast of their ongoing tour rehearsals. So strange to know that the man who drummed for Ministry & Pigface is behind the kit on this version of “Maps & Legends” (originally on 1985’s “Fables of the Reconstruction”).
As I sit here at work, I’m missing the Kirsten Malone memorial show over at TT the Bears. If you haven’t yet read my post about her, or followed the list of links about her tragic passing, take some time to do so.
On Monday evening, September 20th, Allston city counciler Jerry McDermott will be presenting a request for a memorial to her near the site of her bike accident, at the corner of Franklin and Lincoln Streets in my Allston neighborhood. Supposedly there will also be a discussion of bike safety and improving that intersection at the meeting, so if you live in the area, you should attend. 5:30pm at the Honan-Allston Branch Library.
Another sad loss is being remembered this weekend, so on the chance that anyone reading this lives in the Charlotte, NC area, I wanted to mention the memorial gathering for Dede Davis, who died last April. An email from her friend Art Jipson refelected just how much she is missed by those who knew her, and just how devoted a music fan she was, especially when it came to the Connells. She was front and center at over 120 Connells shows, if you can believe that. “Every show we play from now on is for Dede,” said Doug MacMillan, the Connells lead singer.
The Connells will be playing at her memorial, along with a solo set from guitarist George Hutley, and another of Dede’s favorites, Green Street. It’s on Saturday night, Sept. 18th, at the Visulite Theatre. Details can be found here.
So last night this severely-lapsed Catholic attended my first-ever dinner celebration of Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, at the very same place I did my first Passover last spring. Not much to offer up in the way of observations, really… there was good food, some super-fast incomprehensible prayers, some quick candle lighting. But mostly just good food.
One pre-dinner snack gave me a private laugh, though… a platter with some kind of spread on it, molded into the shape of a fish. “What is that?!”, I asked. “It’s the Salmon Mousse!” was the reply. My very first encounter with actual salmon mousse! Yes, I tried it, and lived to tell the tale.
Monty Python fans will know why this amused me. Everyone else, well, go rent The Meaning of Life.