Thursday, December 30, 2010

Spider Pan

Rode home with a friend from work today and ended up discussing the rubbernecking-worthy spectacle that is Julie Taymor's Spider-Man: Turn Off The Dark.

My friend observed that at this point--after a concussion, broken wrists, broken ankles, and all manner of other rigging related, um, mistakes--that most people are now attending the show out of the morbid hope that they'll witness some poor, anonymous actor's death.

Which made me think, that Taymor bitch has managed to turn Broadway into NASCAR...

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Out Of The Deep

So, as of last night, my involvement with Deep In Vein has officially come to a close. It was an amicable split; we simply ended up having different ideas of where to take the band.

The downside is that the instrumentals were strong, and were founded on what I consider a very satisfying musical philosophy. I'll miss playing them at unconscionable decibels. The upside is that my main focus has only ever been blues-based rock guitar. I joined Deep In Vein as a bassist because at the time nobody was looking for a lead guitarist (when are they ever?) and I wanted to keep my performing muscles exercised. (That's what he said.) I stuck around because I dug the music.

Lately though, I've been working with another project, a more straight-ahead, hard rock kinda band that I've been writing material and playing honest-to-god lead guitar for. So in a cosmic way, this seems like a fitting time to transition fully into what I was hoping to do in the first place. 'Cause, ya know, the cosmos cares about shit like that. Ahem.

So I wish the peeps in whatever becomes of Deep in Vein the best of luck.

...And I look forward to the reunion tour!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Holy Shit

I just...they cured a man of HIV.

They cured a man of HIV.

I just...holy shit.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


This x-mas prank/macabre decoration is the best thing on the web at this precise moment.

People have just started putting up their seasonal adornments, so climbing a ladder and stringing lights and the like is already on their mind. What a beautiful way to turn that bit of absorption against them.

And my cynical self guesses that trying to save the fake person on the roof might be the most care for their fellow man most of those people expend all season...