The arbitrary passage of time is yielding a “new year” in a few hours. So I thought I’d get in one more post, just under the wire. And we’ll do it random-style.
Been enjoying an all-day Doctor Who marathon. And that’s how I plan on ringing in the “new year” as well. As you may have guessed from the “New Year’s Eve” record that I put out completely for free this year, I don’t think much of New Year’s Eve. I have no plans. I planned to have no plans. I find years where I DO have plans irritating, in fact. While the rest of you enjoy Amateur Hour, I’ll be enjoying the best of BBC Sci-Fi. But still…have fun. 🙂
I think I’m starting to come around on the Green Lantern as a comic book character. I used to not care about him at all, and I still think the “Corps” is entirely too complicated and dumb…but “Blackest Night” was pretty good. And with the void that has been left in my life by abandoning the Grant Morrison helmed “Batman,” I need something else to read. GL may fit the bill. Or maybe not. We’ll see… But the movie is starting to look good anyway.
We had some bad weather rip through today. Tornadoes in the Fenton area—which is pretty clear from where I am, but I do know people there, who I really hope aren’t dead. So, I hope all of you who were wanting it to get warmer in St. Louis enjoyed your tornado.
I’ve begun working on some of the scratch-tracks for the forthcoming “Two Hangmen” EP. We keep TALKING about recording it, but we’ve not taken any real action on the thing…so I decided to shit, since I’m sitting on the pot. I’ll keep you all posted, I’m sure.
It’s been a while since I’ve done it…but here’s another entry in my ongoing “Facebullshit” campaign, where I post quotes I find ridiculous that other friends of mine seem to have found motivational enough to post in their status. I’m unsure of where this came from, because I didn’t put the source…so if one of my friends who reads the blog actually wrote it…my apologies, I try to only use quotes from famous people/books/etc. Anyway…here’s the latest entry in Facebullshit. — “If you want to question the meaning of life, why don’t you question the question first?” Seriously…does anyone know what the hell that’s supposed to mean?
Conan is for some reason in re-runs right now—and I think that continues into next week as well. I’m all for giving the guys on the show time off for Christmas…but that kinda makes for a boring 10:00-hour when it lasts for two weeks…
I’ve got gift cards to spend, but no idea on what to spend them. The Kohls one will probably be easy, because if nothing else I will need pants at some point. But the Best Buy one is going to be difficult, even though I asked for it. As I mentioned a few posts ago, they’ve gutted their CDs and DVDs, and I’m not really able to find anything I want there anymore. Ho hum… Maybe a downpayment on a BluRay player? They’re going to force us all to convert sooner or later anyway…
I actually had a couple of people ask, so I’ll answer here as well… No. I have no real plans to release a solo record in 2011. The “New Year’s Eve” thing will have to hold everyone over. But I’m likely to do some downloads on the website sooner or later. It’s just gotten to the point that releasing a record is pretty expensive (even with CDs dying), and if I put my name on anything this year, it’ll be the Two Hangmen project. That’ll be good though…so keep any eye out for that.
Work has been a little slow lately. We’re in a down-season. It’s weird, though, because this is SUPPOSED to be our down-season, but it didn’t happen last year, so it’s extra down now. Or at least that’s what I think is happening… Who can tell? Anyway…if anyone wants to get into some accidents with commercial trucks over the next few weeks to help us out, that’d be great. 🙂
I think I’m about a month away from buying a new banjo. I’m officially a member of the St. Louis Banjo Club now thanks to my Dad and Uncle Dan (who is not really my uncle). As I’ve mentioned on the blog before, my Grandpa’s banjo that I play on and off needs some repairs, so I don’t want to take it out, and I don’t want to rush the repair job (which I will do myself, because I don’t trust St. Louis area luthiers with a 100 year old banjo). So I’m looking for a new banjo, and if I can manage to get a couple of decent-sized paychecks under me, I should be able to buy one shortly. (If nothing else happens. Which it probably will.) So thanks for the Christmas gift that’s costing me $400, Dad and Dan! 🙂
…and that’ll do it. Have a happy “need to buy a new calendar” day. I’ll see you in the Tardis.
It is 11:15 on Christmas Eve as I’m writing this. I’ve made it in just under the wire. This is a small, but I like to think a NICE tradition for me. A few Christmas Eves ago, a friend of mine died from Hodgkin’s Disease. Earlier today—as I do every Christmas Eve—I listened to some music his band recorded back in the 90s, when cassettes were king. And now, as always…
Here’s to you, Paul. I still miss you. I still think of you almost every time I plug in a bass and turn knobs trying to find the sound I’m looking for—YOUR sound. Thanks for always making time for me when I was a geeky, awkward teenager. Thanks for always letting me play your bass for a while when I showed up at your gigs. Thanks for giving me your phone number last time we bumped into one another. Sorry I didn’t get around to calling. And thanks for being part of a band I loved, and for playing a really mean harmonica. Merry Christmas, man.
Thanks for indulging me again in that kinda sad, kinda sweet tradition. And just to break up the maudlin vibe…here’s a picture of me on a Christmas long ago, being very happy about getting Skeletor’s castle as a gift.
I’ve been digging through old pictures of my family from when Dave and I were kids. As such, I’ve got some pretty embarrassing and/or interesting pictures of all of us. I thought I’d share a few. (Don’t worry Dave. Nothing TOO bad… And don’t worry everyone else. No naked baby pictures.) I’m going to split this up over a few posts, just so you don’t have to sit and wait for like 20 pics to load all at once. I think I’m doing three posts over the next 3-5 days. And I’ll provide plenty of commentary in the captions. 🙂
Click any picture to embiggen. Let’s rock.
…and to close it out and to both set the bar and show my lack of prejudice for embarrassing pictures… I leave you with this train wreck…
Hope you enjoyed round one. Tomorrow will NOT be round two. Tomorrow is another post in a Christmas Eve tradition for me. It’s kind of a sad/kind of a sweet tradition. So be prepared to be bummed out and say, “Well, it’s nice that he does that.” …and we’ll return to the hilarity on Christmas Day. 🙂
(Oh…and I may throw some of this stuff up on my Facebook page, too…just for fun, if you’d like ’em all in one big gallery at a later date.)
Seems like everyone on the Internet is talking about their favorite/least favorite Christmas songs right now. Well, if that is the way the wind is blowing, let no one say that Derek Brink does not blow.
So here we go. I’ll explain them as I feel is necessary, but for the most part, I’m just going to let these stand on their own.
LIST OF CHRISTMAS SONGS I LIKE:
And this is pretty much it. I’m not a big fan of Christmas music, as I find most of it to be plastic, sentimental crap…but this is the crap that works for me.
Feliz Navidad — Screw you people who don’t like this one! How can you not be just flat-out cheered the f*ck up by the “I want to wish you a Merry Christmas!” part???
God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen
Holly Jolly Christmas
O Come All Ye Faithful
We Need a Little Christmas
We Wish You a Merry Christmas
Fuck Christmas — By Eric Idle of Monty Python fame. I linked to it last year.
Happy Christmas, War is Over — I stand by it…but I will agree that it’s overplayed.
Silver Bells, depending on the version
LIST OF CHRISTMAS SONGS I HATE:
And I actually trimmed this list down SIGNIFICANTLY to the ones that REALLY irritate me! I’m more apologetic on this list, as I think I need to justify my hate to those who question it.
Mary Did You Know — Of course she did, you moron.
Away in a Manger — Mainly because of the “The little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes…” line. Bullshit. He was a flesh and blood BABY who was surrounded by wild animals in the desert. He cried.
Little Drummer Boy — Especially the version done by Richie Petrie on the “Dick Van Dyke Show” Christmas special.
The First Noel — It’s just too long.
Carol of the Bells — I used to LOVE it…but then I sang it in choir for four years. Then it got played in every store I walked into for six years. And I’m just sick of it.
O Holy Night — Again…used to LOVE it. But every store I’ve walked into THIS year has been playing this song, and everybody in the world has done a version of it…and most of them drop it a key or two to “hit” the high note. It’s just getting pathetic.
All I Want for Christmas is my Two Front Teeth
Do They Know it’s Christmas
Santa Claus is Coming to Town — Especially the Springsteen and Jackson 5 Versions. But I’ll let the Phil Spector version live on.
Up on the Housetop
Wonderful Christmastime — This song may be the entirety of the reason I hate Paul McCartney.
Anything performed by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra — It was cute for a while. Now stop it.
Silver Bells, depending on the version.
LIST OF CHRISTMAS SONGS I’M STRANGELY INDIFFERENT TO:
O Christmas Tree — But it does always turn into “O Whacking Day” (from The Simpsons) in my head.
Merry Christmas, Darling
You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer
I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas — Though I DO want to punch the kid (or lady?) singing the original version.
And there you go…I played along. 🙂
Zappa in New York — I promise, I’ll listen to something else soon.
My congratulations to “Out from the Light” alum Dan Drake, who got married today. I’m sure you all join me in wishing Dan and Jessica a marriage as perfect as the union between the black and white keys Dan knows so well.
…okay, so it’s a crappy metaphor. At least I’m trying.