CONVERSION NOTICE: This is one of 250+ blogs that originally appeared on MySpace. I’ve done my best to represent it with as much historical accuracy as possible, but there are limitations. Read about it in the FAQ.
Current Mood: focused
I’ve let way too much time go by, and I once again find myself trying to cram a ton of stuff into one blog. I will surely (and sadly) forget some things. If you know of anything I forgot, please chime in.
First off, after battling a nasty flu, I’m back in action. I’m still dealing with fatigue, but otherwise, I’m fine. This was the sickest I’ve been in years.
Christmas was nice… got to visit with the family and see the cute baby neice. I got some very thoughtful gifts from friends and family. Jared was in town for a few days, so I got to catch up with him a couple of times at Savor, and both times we had wait staff that worked there back when we were in the neighborhood! A few weeks back, Jamie and I made it out to Union Square to see the big tree with Sean and Anna. I did what shopping I had to do and dealt with the same madhouses of crazed shoppers that I’m sure you all did. But I survived. We all did.
I bought my first set of dinnerware and flatware. Black and white and beautiful. The last strands of my youth slipping away.
On the movie front, I know I’ve seen a lot lately, but the ones I’m recalling… let’s see… I saw “I’m Not There” about Bob Dylan. Very bizarre. I liked it, but I couldn’t help but feel that I wasn’t getting a lot of the stylized metaphors in there because I simply didn’t live through Dylan’s prime time, and I don’t have the cultural context. I watched “Hot Fuzz” which was a great, and also the very moving “New York Doll” documentary about Arthur Kane.
I can’t decide which shirt is cooler… the Slayer-style A.C. Slater shirt, or the Storm Shadow costume shirt. Actually no, Storm Shadow wins. In fact, let’s get one thing absolutely fucking straight. After age 12, the most important thing in my life was music. But before age 12, it was without question G.I. Joe. And I haven’t forgotten that. By the way, both shirts available at Stylin’ Online.
Recently, I saw Imperial Teen again, this time at the Independent… they were fun, but a little sloppy compared to when I saw them last. And Jamie and I checked out local country stars Red Meat at a little surf bar in the Sunset called Riptide. It was a Christmas show. Interesting crowd, interesting show. Very much a neighborhood place.
I had wanted to see the Reverend Horton Heat the other night, but like an idiot, I waited to get tickets and it sold out. I looked around on Craig’s List, StubHub, etc., but the tix were just out of reach. No me gusta anyone enough to pay $160 per ticket. I should have just bought tix right away because I could have always sold them if we ended up not going. Lesson learned. 🙁
Scalpers fucking drive me nuts. If I had bought as many Social D tix as I could afford that day a while back when I got just the pair I needed, I could have doubled or tripled my money. Which would be unethical, but still. It irks me so much that those “ticket brokers” buy up tickets so fast and then immediately turn around to try to make a (huge) profit. The band doesn’t see any of that money of course, and it just hurts their fans. They’re total leeches. If I were in a national touring act, I would do everything in my power to prevent scalpers from making money off my tickets and fans. It’s a fucking shameful way to make a living.
For the record, “affordable” tickets did start showing up on Craig’s List the day before the show, as some real people realized they couldn’t go and just wanted to recup the money they paid themselves. But by that time, I had other plans. Too bad…
Shit, I’ve already run out of things to say. I know more has happened, but I can’t recall it. This is the price I pay for not religiously documenting things here on MySpace. Less than a month later, I’ve forgotten weeks of my life. And in the years to come, when I go back and read this (hello future me!), it will be like December never even happened. God damn it.
Oh well, to drown my sorrows, a video that Jessica will appreciate more than anyone else on the planet. The Johnny Marr guitar break kills me!
CONVERSION NOTICE: At the time of me converting this entry from MySpace, it seems whoever made this video has closed their YouTube account, and I can’t find another copy of it anywhere. As I recall, it was a bunch of footage of The Sims game edited to be a music video for The Smiths’ “Sheila Take A Bow.” The part I referred to above had a little Sims character of Johnny Marr playing guitar and stomping to the beat. So sad this video is gone! 🙁
So I guess Moz has signed a record deal and will be releasing some sort of new greatest hits compilation… which will be interesting mainly because it will include two new recordings: “That’s How People Grow Up” and “All You Need Is Me.” I believe the former is slated to be a new single as well. I also believe that this particular track was written by Boz Boorer. Now Alain Whyte’s involvement from a songwriting perspective is unknown for this next album, and of course I love his stuff, but I for one am hoping that this time around, we’ll see some more contributions from Boz! Let’s not forget he is responsible for three of the absolute best Moz solo songs to date: “Now My Heart Is Full,” the initially overlooked “Jack The Ripper,” and the holiest of holies “The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get,” which is the song that introduced me to Moz and the Smiths (by extension) back in 1994. I owe it all to that awesome Boz hook. So Edgar and Moz Krew, I have to ask… where is the Boz Krew??? I think I need to make a shirt of my own, mijas.
Speaking of Moz Krew, they are threatening to be on hand for this Saturday’s TCB show at the Red Devil Lounge. We’ll be supported by Orlando’s Siouxsie & The Banshees tribute “Spellbound.” In addition, the one competing show in town (The Psychedelic Furs) has been unexpectedly cancelled! So those 80’s fans that were planning on seeing them, will now be seeing us, naturally! All you need is us…
The past couple of years, I’ve written massive new year’s blogs that were filled with reflection and hope. I may still do that for this last year, but not just yet. I’m just too damn busy. If I don’t get around to it before the eve, Happy New Year, bitches!