October 22, 2003
Laurie just came into the office for the second time in a half of an hour to tell me that the music was too loud. Magic Sam is distracting her from her reading for school. She just turned it down. There you have it. My wife is keeping me from rocking out. She is preventing me from getting my rock on. I am supposed to live a rock free life? I don’t think so. Ehh, today was alright. I slept for an extra half an hour, getting up at 6:30 a.m. I wrote, went to work, worked a little, fucked off a little, read a little on the bus on the way home, ate salad and rice and beans, watched “Seinfeld”, went for a walk and now I have been trying to rock out while looking at used drums on the computer. This is what I would call an unproductive day. This is what I would qualify as a day wasted. It is the difference between existence and life. There is no sense in getting going now. I am going to watch “South Park” and go to bed. You can say there is always tomorrow until there aren’t any more tomorrows.
posted by Thea at 9:32 PM
October 21, 2003
It took two separate trips by two different members of the Klasa Organization to two different big box home electronics stores but we got the new Paul Westerberg DVD today. Laurie and I just got finished watching it and it kicks the ass. “Come Feel Me Tremble” is a DVD of home recordings, interviews and fan-held camera footage of Paul Westerberg’s 2002 tour. It rules. It gave me the chills twice. Your job is to watch it and figure out where. Also released today is a soundtrack CD called “Come Feel Me Tremble” with all new songs recorded in Paul Westerberg’s basement and a Grandpaboy record, “Dead Man Shake”. All three rock. Paul Westerberg’s songwriting is excellent and I am thrilled to see that he is finally just cranking shit out Bob Pollard-style instead of waiting three years between records. Here’s the story with the DVD: it is not technically being released until November 11th but the big box home electronics store with its headquarters in Minneapolis, MN has it early. They were even running a deal where you if you bought both the CD and the DVD you would get them both for $20. Well, because this place totally fucking sucks, the Parma, OH location only had the CD and the North Olmsted, OH location only had the DVD. Assholes. There is a reason why my wife put a lifetime ban on this place. I am sorry that I asked her to break it. Between all of this Paul Westerberg and watching Boulder completely kill last night at Peabody’s, I am right at the point where I am about to say fuck it all and rededicate my life to rock and roll - again. Focus, Chris, focus. Ignore the desire for a family. Free yourself from the notion of comfort. Pray that you die before retirement age. Rock out. I think I hear the sound of a large domestic automobile speeding towards me.
posted by Thea at 8:08 PM
October 19, 2003
BLOG. Weekend Edition.
Friday. I spent all day at work listening to the new Paul Westerberg/Grandpaboy record “Dead Man Shake”. It is excellent. I want to give a super thank you to the person who traded a promotional copy of it in to the used record store so I could listen to it early. The Sleepy Kid gig at the Beachland Tavern went OK. There were no major fuck ups and no rock and roll magic either. My problem is I am looking for rock and roll magic. My problem is I am looking to rock. Maybe I should line my expectations up a little more with reality and I would not be so miserable all of the time. The Rainy Day Saints were good. I was very happy to see Tommy Fox playing drums again and spent the night after we got done playing drifting in memories. The Beachland Tavern on Friday night, it was a good place to be. A super thank you goes out to everybody who showed up.
Saturday. I worked all day. I listened to Guided By Voices, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Magic Sam on the computer. I blinked and eight hours were gone – a great thing to happen on the job. Laurie brought home the second Paul Westerberg record that is coming out on Tuesday, “Come Fell Me Tremble”. Great. Fucking great. I listened to half of it yesterday before we went out for a walk and I totally loved every single song. If you are already a fan of Paul Westerberg, this is the album that you have been waiting for. Not a fan, it won’t win you over but it is till a great record. I can’t wait for this summer when a supposed tour will be happening. I am there, dude – every show.
Sunday. I am doing the laundry and listening to more Magic Sam and copying some of his record that I got from the library. It is a perfect day. It a few minutes, I am going downstairs to get my clothes out of the drier and then I am going to start getting myself pumped up for the Browns game. I wrote a pretty decent 2000 words this morning and later on we are going for another walk, so I guess that this is all I want out of life. This and to rock and to lose the dozen pounds that I have gained since I fainted at the tattoo convention in March 2002. It is 39 days until Thanksgiving today and I want to lose the fat dozen by then. My goal is to do it without fainting.
I am going to be playing many cuts off of the two new Paul Westerberg records tomorrow on the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea).
posted by Thea at 10:37 AM 