This one falls into the mindless fun category. Great piece of animation with a pretty catchy tune. enjoy
This one falls into the mindless fun category. Great piece of animation with a pretty catchy tune. enjoy
“Bob #1, Bob #2, Alan, Mark, myself…We are Devo.” This was my first introduction to Devo. It was a station ID for WPIX in New York in the 70′s and taught me right from the start that Rock ‘N’ Roll was meant to be fun. I’ll never forget seeing the band perform on Saturday Night Live doing the quirkiest version of the Rolling Stones “Satisfaction”. Whether it was serious or satirical, I thought it was awesome. I finally got to see the band in the late 80′s at Macky Auditorium in Boulder, CO. The University of Colorado had just spent a fortune remodeling the place and Devo was supposed to be the first band to perform since the renovation. The band had installed one of those gym ropes that you used to have to climb in P.E. class over the crowd. The idea was that Mark Mothersbaugh would jump on the rope and swing out over the crowd and then land back on stage. The rope was working just fine for about half of the concert when suddenly the crowd noticed the ceiling had developed a crack where the rope was attached. Devo stopped using it at that point but the damage was done. The University banned all rock concerts from Macky from that point forward. Thanks Devo for keeping the Rock ‘N’ Roll spirit alive. Bob you will be missed
I love dogs, I love bikes, combine the two, and I am hooked. This video does the best job I have seen of showing the joy I feel on a bike. The enthusiasm the dog has shows why I love these animals. Combine that with being outside in some of the most beautiful scenery in the world and I am in heaven. What is even funnier is the dog kicks the humans’ ass. I am confident that would not be the case with my pup.
First the Replacements and now…The Subdudes. There are certain bands that should have never broken up. I couldn’t believe it when I heard the Subdudes were getting back together. The best band Colorado has produced is getting back together. Two shows have already been announced with more to come. Catch the ‘Dudes March 21, 2014 at Herman’s Hideaway and March 22, 2014 at the Boulder Theater.
Courtney Barnett is beyond description. You have to hear her because attempting to describe her sound is just ridiculous. The closest thing I can compare her to is Lisa Germano. If you know who Lisa Germano is than you will definitely like Courtney Barnett. If you have never heard of either here is a sample of them both.
It’s been awhile since I just shared some great new music with you. Here is a band that when I first listened to them I really didn’t like. My gut reaction was: “Do we really need another psychedelic throwback band trying to bring back the 60′s?’” Well, apparently we do. This song would not get out of my head and now I love it.
Today’s writing assignment is to describe my reaction to what would happen if the object on my right turned into the object on my left. Pretty stupid huh? The object on my right is my laptop and the one on my left is my telephone. So, really the only reaction I would have is: “Bummer, I have to switch sides.” The other element I am supposed to throw into to this assignment is the word “Sparkle”. The word is actually a lot more interesting to write about than the other, I immediately thought of Steve Earle’s “Sparkle and Shine”, which is a song that always makes me think of Laurie. For some reason I kept thinking Ben Sollee had songs with “Sparkle” in the lyrics. He did not. I finally settled on the band Sparklehorse.
Sparklehorse was a band led by Mark Linkous. Linkous is another one of those tragic figures in Rock and Roll. At the start of their career the band was on tour with Radiohead. Linkous thought it was a good idea to combine anti-depressants, valium, alcohol, and heroin in a London hotel room. Unconscious and with his legs pinned beneath him for almost fourteen hours. The overdose resulted in potassium build up which caused his heart to stop for several minutes after his body was lifted up. The ensuing surgery almost caused him to lose the use of both legs and left him wheelchair-bound for six months and requiring dialysis for acute kidney failure.
That’s not the saddest part of this story. Linkous was never quite right after the incident and lapsed into to some pretty dark places. Eventually he ended up taking his life in 2010, which makes the song we are going to share with all the more ironic. Tom Waits once said Sparklehorse was the band he enjoyed the most.
Today’s assignment is to write a 12 line poem about getting increasingly drunk. The other theme is “Change” which is quite ironic considering I have not had a drink in over ten years. So on the theme of getting drunk and change I have included Social Distortion’s “Ball and Chain” a great song about the struggles of overcoming addiction. Even though the song is a little edgy I get misty eyed hearing the pain in Mike Ness’s voice especially when he sings: “There’s got to be another way”. I couldn’t agree more.
The Drunken Poem
One is like an elevator ride
Two feels like you’re starting to fly
Three takes you back down the shaft
Four is when you start to laugh
Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker
Five gets you a little sicker
I stole those lines from Ogden Nash
Don’t tell his estate or I’ll owe cash
I just drank six and stole somethin’
The only word that rhymes is muffin
Hey, wait that really doesn’t rhyme
Seven drinks arghalfragabablle.
Today I was supposed to write a Tumblr chat about a man who called a wrong # and ended up speaking to an angry woman and ending the story with the phrase, “Well, I suppose so.” In keeping with my unique spin on this creative project, I needed to work “Hometown” into this piece. Well, I did it but the result was a complete crap sandwich. Rather than lower my standards and share that I have decided to embargo the piece. The story did get me to think about my hometown and inspired me to share a little bit about what growing up in Boulder, CO was like.
I have to be honest. I had one of the most embarrassing things happen to me while I was on the air this afternoon. Someone posted on facebook that Bo Diddley had died. Those who know me know that Bo Diddley is a god. In fact, Dr. Johnny Fever once proclaimed during a bomb threat, “If I die, who will teach the children about Bo Diddley?” I freely admit to stealing this and using it as my mantra during my radio career. I was so enamored with Bo that I once tried to meet him at his residence in Los Lunas, New Mexico actually going up to the door and knocking only to learn that he moved in 1979. It was this passion that introduced me to my best friend, Ed Bobich. Ed and I sat next to each other in Mr. Valdez’s typing class. Ed and I rarely did the assignments. Instead we talked. There were only two topics: Sports and Music. This was the early 80’s so it was weird that two kids would talk about Sammy Baugh and Bronco Nagurski instead of Dan Marino and Tony Dorsett. When it came to music we talked about our love of the Clash, why the Stones were so much better than the Beatles (Keith Richards). But most importantly it was Bo Diddley. Ed had a copy of “Bo Diddley’s Beach Party” and I thought that was the coolest thing ever. When we finally grew up and could get into bars we saw Bo perform at the Buffalo Rose in Golden. Ed’s mom took a picture of us before we went to the show and that photo still hangs in the Bobich home.
So, what was embarrassing? Well, Bo died five years ago, June 5, 2008. I went on the air and did a very touching tribute for a man that has been dead awhile. What makes this even sadder is that I remember doing the same tribute 4 and ½ years ago. It was one of my listeners who reminded me that Bo was already dead. Before I realized my mistake I did send a text to Ed. I quickly sent another that said the first one was sent in error. His response was classic. “RIP Bo Diddley is never uttered or written in error.”
The above photo is of my hometown. Boulder, CO. Aside from being one of the most beautiful places in the world it is also one of the greatest places you can imagine growing up. Folsom Field is where many great memories were created. Ed and I used to sit in section 114 right behind the band. We would eat peanuts and try and throw the shells into the tubas. We used to take acid and watch the 4th of July fireworks. In 1986 the Buffs gave me a great birthday present when they finally beat Nebraska 20 – 10. I remember driving by the stadium around 11 pm that night and seeing the score board had been left on to show everyone the Buffs were back.
Sadly, Boulder is no longer the town it was. Yuppies and Californians have taken it over and turned the home of “Mork and Mindy” into a joke. Boulder will always be my hometown but the soul is gone. Let’s remember the good times when the Buffs were good, Tulagis was open and no one had ever heard of Jon Benet Ramsey. Today I miss Boulder, I miss Ed and I miss Bo Diddley.
“It’s lunch time Val. It’s lunch time Luke.” I tossed out to my co-workers as I hurriedly rushed by.
“It’s lunch time, eat up.” Luke replied as my flash of blue and brown raced through the copy room.
Even though it was only 10:42, I was excited for lunch. I had leftovers from Laurie and I’s New Years day celebration. In keeping with good southern tradition, we made Black Eyed Peas and Corn Bread. Throw in a pork chop I made the previous night and it’s no wonder why I was so anxious to devour this delicacy.
I am a sucker for traditions and aside from sitting on my ass all day and watching a lot of football, I had no New Years day traditions. Truth be told, this Yankee had never even heard of eating Blacked Eyed Peas and Corn Bread. Apparently, the peas symbolize coins and the bread represents gold. Eat them on January 1, and your year will be blessed with wealth. You are also supposed to eat collard greens to cover the bills but good luck finding those in Colorado so; we substituted avocado and arugula for the green.
Laurie and I are attempting to start our own traditions when it comes to the holidays and this one is guaranteed to be a part of our new year’s day for the rest of our lives.
My writing assignment for today was to create a story based on the next conversation I was involved with and combine it with the word “Twisted”. I have the conversation covered but, “Twisted” was a little difficult to get in there so, I thought I would include this lovely tune from Louis Jordan about beans and corn bread. It doesn’t get any more “Twisted” than this surreal tale of beans picking a fight with corn bread. Happy new year. Let’s make 2014 the best year ever.