Saturday, September 17, 2016

Woof! {burp} Welcome To My Town!

This photo basically explains everything about my city.  It's chock-full of dog-loving, bearded young hipsters who are positively mad for craft beer.  It's not like these kids just sit down somewhere and order a beer, either.  They get four kinds of beer.  I know it looks like drinking, but they're crafting.  Good for you, kids!  You found a way to put a creative spin on good old fashioned getting hammered.  Neat-o!

And pet-lovers in my city are doing their level best to make dogs full citizens with full rights.  You see them more and more in shops and, sadly, grocery stores and restaurants as well.  The place pictured above had to put a notice up explaining how they could no longer have dogs inside since they have started serving food.

This outdoor seating area does serve food.  The couple here left their dog's frisbee on the table.  Oh - this town is also full of older, dog-loving hippies.

Do I hate dogs?  Nope.  I just think we should be able to go places without them.  Few around here would agree with me though and would probably just as soon see them get their drivers license.  Who else is gonna drive their owners home after drinking all that microbrew?

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Too Many Bands

Looking for a job is a great way to get the feeling you've been kicked in the nuts without actually having to be kicked in the nuts.  I hear it's the rejection that sucks most, and as soon as I get a response from someone, I'll be sure to tell you if that's true.  Right now it's the being-completely-ignored aspect of it that seems to be doing the most sucking.

I'm playing in a duo with a guy who once played in a band that opened for The Clash in 1982.  Do you know what that credential is worth today?  If your answer was to stare blankly at your screen and then click over to check your twitter feed, you are correct.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Sept. 11

One pretty cynical thought I remember having on Sept. 11, 2001 was, "I wonder how long it's going to take people to forget this."  Now 15 years past, we have a generation of 20-somethings who were too young at the time to really understand what that day was like.  Today I felt like I found the best way to explain it.

This morning, MSNBC aired an uninterrupted rebroadcast of the Sept. 11 NBC Today show, synchronized to, and played out in real time.  It was a rapid, flailing, chaotic mess of journalism; things the newspeople couldn't make sense of happening faster than they could even describe.  It perfectly captured the feel of the day.  It's a far better retelling than some carefully organized outline of the day's tragedies all laid out with the most descriptive photos and video clips possible.  Gathering that information in such a civil, organized way really misses the point.   Instead, watch it happen in real time, and listen to the words of the people trying, first, to believe their own eyes and then trying to make sense of what they are seeing... as more unprecedented shit continues to unfold. 

And THAT feeling was just part of what Sept. 11th was about.

Thursday, September 01, 2016

The Wood Makes it Good



Figured Walnut

Quilted Maple

I could go on but I won't.