The money that I had ear-marked for a new Fender Hot Rod DeVille guitar amp went to a new radiator instead. Josh Quillan still hasn’t returned my Brougham. He must have become hooked on it. I’m sure you can find him cruising to Solomon in it; hell, he might even be pulling a trailer.
I think our new name is going to be “aAr0n and the 1337 h4x0rs”. That was submitted by Captain Spectre. I’ll be posting more submissions as I feel like it.
“Bad f*ck*ng deal, Traffas,” as Rice said as he walked in to his room, where I happen to be typing this log. It’s been a hell of an off Saturday. Rarely do I have so much fun. Everyone’s on DEFCON 2, with warnings and shit-talk and “they’re all…stupid” sayings. I’m glad I’m a singer-songwriter and immune to the upset personas of which I’m prone to experiencing.
Rail was fun
May next
We put our clothes on as they took thiers off
Priceless
Crazy and sick
Wouldn’t have it any other way
Where to begin?
Saw the Divide last night
Felt like I was watching Karaoke
Saw a bunch of friends
Tyler Turner got kicked out of Longhorns
I think he just did it for the press
Blaine and Mike played at Pat’s
After hours at the Goat House
Mike shreaded Rice’s Fender rig
I had to jet early to get ‘illan
He needed a ride to Solomon
Took him to the Brougham
Realized only this morning that I loaned my car to a friend with more than a five minute drive
He got a workout without power steering
Headed to Hays
Just got an extra U-joint
Two more quarts of Synchromesh manual transmission fluid
O’Reilly’s has to keep stocked up for me these days
Get railed
Well, Jim has convinced me that it’s time for me to make my triumphant return to the world of the electric guitar. I think it’s more like a bunch of friends pushing the gullible guy off the cliff – or off the rocker. In any case, it’s going to be a rock show at our monthly railing, or, rather, our monthly show at the Rail, tomorrow night.
I’ll be playing a solo, acoustic show at Bobby T’s on April 7. It’s been a while since I played in Manhattan, so it should be a good time.
We’re still running the *NAME THE BAND CONTEST*. We’ve had some good suggestions so far, as well as some bad ideas. We’ll be running the contest for a few more weeks, so send name suggestions to [email protected]. Be sure to leave your name and valid email in the message if you want to be eligible for the prize. If you submit the selected name, we’ll buy and send you three CDs of your choice from http://www.lonestarmusic.com/, not to mention a free CD and T-shirt from us once we have them ready. We’ll post the runners up on the website.
Mike and I had a terrific time at Buster’s Saturday. I was still getting over my cold, so I had no top end vocally and every time I swallowed it felt like a bolus of broken glass. Having said that, the crowd was quite forgiving and I got to see many, many old friends. As I was lamenting to family after the show, that’s all I got to do: see everyone. I’ve got to find a different line of work that will allow me to actually go and talk to everyone I’ve missed.
Or, perhaps not.
For those of you who don’t get the newsletter and who haven’t yet checked out the new band log from Chris “Deinesaur” Deines, we’re running a contest over the next couple of months. If you have a suggestion for a name for the new band, send it to [email protected]. We’ll sort through them and pick a winner when we get around to it. The winner not only reserves one of the first copies of our new CD and T-shirt, but we’ll also send the winner three CDs from lonestarmusic.com.
Jim bought a new amp. Says I have to play electric through it Friday. Considering how many people haven’t habitually come to our shows, there’s actually a pretty good chance I’ll get to do it. For those of you who do decide to come, you’re in for either a treat or an early night back from the bars. We’ll see. I haven’t seriously played my electric since my Emotional Feedback days in high school, and it’s going to be difficult learning again.
As a great man once said, “big ones line up, little ones gang up.”
You’ll hear from me.
Not that anyone cares, but Chivalrous Productions just upgraded my site to PHP Nuke 7.5. It’s more secure and it shouldn’t be hacked by irate Islamic hoodlams like Captain Rob’s was recently.
On the gaming front, I just dropped a 50 bomb. I think I’m playing too much.
Buster’s is going to kick ass tomorrow night. I hope I get well enough in the next 18 hours.
I was watching Letterman last night, through the fuzzy snow caused by my rigged antenna array propped up between my TV and my nightstand. He had some blonde actress headline and then moved on to his second guest, Brian Greene. Greene, for those of you who don’t know, just released a book entitled “The Fabric of the Cosmos : Space, Time, and the Texture of Reality”. Before, after, and during Greene’s interview, Letterman was criticizing him for his intelligence, laughing at the perceived trivialities of the subject matter, and generally harassing him. It was absolutely disgusting, and I’ve always been a fan of David Letterman. Now, as I consider it, I don’t believe my opinion of Letterman will change as it should. Because this dismissal of science, especially experimental physics, has become so commonplace, the behavior is almost expected. If I were to begin using scientific trivialization as a litmus test for those whom I would no longer respect or patronize, I’d end up with a pretty short list. Can you imagine how better this world would be if the common attitude was one of admiration for people like Greene, rather than that of ridicule?
Stoney was great Thursday
Had [Jeremy] Watkins with him
Pleasant surprise
Saw the Legends on Saturday
Mason sat in
Or sat on
Good to see him get to play with his old man
I took yesterday off
I feel like I lost a fight
Loaded up on Nyquil, Campbell’s, and orange juice
Headed back to the chamber after the log
Better to get sick now and be over it by this weekend
