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WALRUS DAY 2009: 1

carrie hawthorne
Cheers!

Hey, hey, hey! It's WALRUS DAY EVE!

Carrie and I are starting the celebration NOW, with our official Walrus Day beverage: Campari & soda. Our plans for tomorrow? For the lady, buttermilk pancakes with homemade banana syrup and thick-cut bacon. For yours truly, ICE CREAM -- the best breakfast food EVER. Remember, it's the most important meal of the day, so don't forget to add hot fudge!

We've also chosen our official song for the day...


Following our ridiculous breakfast, Carrie and I can be seen lurking around the darkened halls of the Museum of Jurassic Technology, with an occasional break for Indian sweets at the nearby Indian grocer. Dinner is as yet undecided, though Carrie is championing for some French grub at my favorite place for such things, Café des Artistes.

I just asked Carrie if there's anything more we should say to you. She asked in return:

"Should we have a deep thought they should ponder this Walrus Day?"

Posted by Job O Brother on October 7, 2009 at 05:42pm | Comments (2)

Clearly

Sticker Gallery
I think that's it's been well over six months since I last did a sticker gallery. Not a price tag gallery, but a promo sticker gallery.  Some of these stickers are clearly the label interfering with the artists intentions, others are clearly part of the artists design, but all are clear...







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Posted by Mr. Chadwick on January 18, 2009 at 08:20pm | Post a Comment

Turn and Face the Ch-ch-changes

Thoughts on music: Election Day '08
Virginia's state bird the cardinal
Tuesday was tough. I woke up early, voted without having to wait in line (my polling place has always been quiet) and spent the bulk of the day thereafter feeling like I had been physically rendered into ragged shreds of mixed emotions that mainly resembled a patchwork of grief. Being confined to the registers at work, restless, while polls across the country closed at their designated times, the ague that wracked my body and mind increased as the day sank heavily into night. On my dinner break things started looking up; I spent the hour with a politically like-minded coworker (and dear friend) at a local sports bar so decorated with festive balloons, streamers and flat-screen televisions that the effort needed to focus on what might really constitute "news" distracted my mind away from any results I didn't want to see, but nevertheless felt somewhat prepared to receive. When it was projected that my home state of Virginia was going to "go red," as red as a Virginia cardinal, my nerves slackened into an uncomfortable numbness.

Given the option to leave work early, I fled and hopped a bus to meet up with some friends at a bar I'd never been to or heard of. Trying to find a place unknown on such a night was absolutely frustrating and just when I was knitting my brow in consternation, bent over my cellphone feverishly texting queries to inebriated friends, a girl at the front of the bus began to squeal like a steam leak. Suddenly strangers were hugging, kissing and high-fiving me, dancing and falling all over each other on a crowded, careening Haight street bus with a horn-happy driver at the wheel. Images alike to those photos taken during the block parties that erupted at the end of World War II flashed to life in front of me and, maybe for the first time in my life, I felt the news. Everyone here would remember this night, the night the streets of San Francisco went wild for Barack Obama's victory and the end of eight years of  George W. Bush.

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Posted by Sweeney Osato on November 8, 2008 at 01:19pm | Post a Comment

everything you always wanted to know about HEART...

(but were afraid to ask)
I remember when I was like 13 some friends of mine rented "Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex (But Were Afraid to Ask)" by Woody Allen. They were really disappointed and told me not to bother watching it. I think they thought it was really gonna be all the things they always wanted to know and I am sure they were not familiar with the humor of Woody Allen. I sort of think music and its history is sort of like sex. Everyone pretends to know everything about it and nobody ever wants to ask questions about it. So they remain in the dark about certain bands or styles of music simply because they are afraid to ask about it. I have always been the opposite of this. I love asking people about music and I don't pretend to know about things I do not know about it. I feel like Heart is also one of those bands that most people secretly like. Or maybe I just love them so much that I assume everyone likes them at least a little bit. The great Ann Wilson (who is the lead singer of Heart) has just released a solo album this week. This is her first solo album! It is called "Hope & Glory." It is all covers and features a lot of guests on the album. Nancy Wilson, Wynonna Judd, Alison Krauss, Rufus Wainwright, Elton John, K.D. Lang, & Gretchen Wilson all appear on the album. She covers songs by Pink Floyd, The Animals, Led Zeppelin, Creedence, Neil Young, Bob Dylan, and John Lennon. It is for sure worth a listen. I am not really saying you won't ever want to take it out of your CD player and you probably will not even want to put it on your IPOD. But the girl deserves your love and respect. This lady has been at it for a long time now and has had a quite a musical career. So I thought I would break down all the Ann Wilson and Heart albums for you. Just in case you were afraid to ask...

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Posted by Brad Schelden on September 16, 2007 at 04:00pm | Comments (1)

Postcards of My Vacation Back Home: "The weather's fine. The women even finer."

PART THREE

My boyfriend meets my Mom... oh wait - no... It's a still from "Quincy & Althea"

Two short films that I was especially fond of were “Quincy & Althea”, directed by Douglas Lenox – a dark comedy set in the ravaged landscape of post-Katrina New Orleans, and “The Lonely Lights. The Color of Lemons,” an artsy, sentimental, but polished look at a young man’s rites of passage as instigated/recalled through viewing a series of Rorschach ink blots tests.


Um... I see a train going back and forth into a tunnel while my mother looks on disapprovingly.

Another highlight was the documentary “Girls Rock”, which followed the experiences of a handful of kids and counselors as they spend a week at the Rock ‘n’ Roll Camp for Girls.




Eat your heart out, Ann & Nancy Wilson.

This Camp was founded in 2001 in Portland, Oregon, and has steadily grown larger and more popular. The first year it had 7 attendees; last year it hosted nearly 250. (That’s almost enough rock ‘n’ rollers to staff Amoeba Music Hollywood!)

What happens: girls between the ages of 8-18 come together for a crash course in rock ‘n’ roll. In one week, girls form bands, learn their instruments, compose songs and then perform them for a huge audience at the end of the week. Alongside the music, girls are also offered courses in basic self-defense, and self-esteem and fun are always prioritized.

Posted by Job O Brother on August 27, 2007 at 10:01am | Post a Comment