This Time Next Year: 2008

27 August 2008

Emotions Are to Be Hidden at All Costs

To the 3rd smallest town in America that has a college we go.

Having recently been fired from a club that decided to blame the band for a low turnout, we're heading to Athens, WV.
But really, when all the people at the club are at the stage, and some guys get thrown out for having such a good time, it had to be our fault. I tell you, people in positions of power to make or break a band scare me. See you again Morgantown. But not at that slave house.

It's a fun time of the year isn't it? School's starting up again, and another year is blowing by again. The Democratic National Convention is underway, and while Bob tells me to worry about Hillary again in the whole affair, I'm still confident Obama's got what he needs. It's still frustrating. It's been a long race since I last posted, and so far my candidate has been able to show to so many others what I initially saw in him in New Hampshire. We're talking like three more months before the election. WOW. Certainly a benchmark for the times. Enjoy it friend. You'll be telling your kids about this.

The new CD is done and in hand. It was quite the roller coaster of emotions AGAIN, although this outing finished with the band in the same lineup as when it started. The band couldn't have been any tighter during the process of recording I Am the Ghost, but all too frequently we were pressured to disregard songs that were stellar in favor of faster, danceable, guitar laden cock rock anthems. Essentially, we were strongly encouraged to write shit songs. Perhaps some of the time a Fly Me to the Moon will come along, but for every Fly Me, there is a Ghost. And you know what? We ended up making the record just like we intended to from the start. It was simply an unnecessary headache. About as unnecessary as my last OBGYN appointment. I'll tell you something; there are a lot of folks wanting for a shred of soul. To them, human emotion should be locked away and forgotten about. To them, one must always put a smile on like it's a fucking party every day. I think that this may be the best training for us really. I hear bigger bands struggle with this crap all of the time.

So aren't you glad we kept songs like I Am the Ghost and Maybe I Could on the disc? What do you think? Could we exist as Fools & Horses without these songs? Very likely. But wouldn't it suck in some way?

That's a question worth a minute or two.

06 January 2008

psst!!! I know who the next president is going to be...

So I NEVER engage in anything political.
Unless I've had a few cocktails, and I know exactly who I'm talking to.
I've been in far too many fights involving politics. One of my wise aunts or uncles once said

"the only sure way of starting a fight from absolutely nothing is to start talking religion or politics."

And God bless you anonymity of the Internet! Although, you know exactly who I am...so I think I'll stop there. But I think this election may already be in the bag. Look what a little web digging found me:

I'm riding up to New Hampshire for shits & giggles to see the man on Tuesday. And I don't want to have wasted my time.

Oh...and I wish that Hillary & Obama would get along. That would be an absolute smash ticket. (It could of course still happen) And I'm all for a MRS. President too , it's just that I like Barack a lot. Plus, Hillary reminds me of my mom. And I think my mom could do a better job. And BOB (that's my step-dad) would fit right in at the white house.

So. Let's tackle religion next.

WICCA...Go...

01 January 2008