Thursday, August 31, 2006

Why Run Lola Run is the Paradise Lost of our generation



All right already!!!

I love you guys too.

Sorry I've been so neglectful. It seems lately whenever I was in front of a computer it was to fight to keep it connected to the internet (a certain PC/Aliant/Eric disagreement) or to design for/write about the upcoming Surge! Events kickoff... coming to a Charlotte St. Auditorium near you on September 15th. I'll elaborate later.

What have I been doing lately you may ask? You may. Go ahead.

Well I kicked off August with the below mentioned event at the Underground Café that was a good time and drew a crowd of... well... Margaret came out. Thanks Margaret. Still it was fun hanging out with the Houlton Road Trio folks. It'd be fun to work with them again in the future.

I had a three week stint holding court at Howard and Linda's with nothing but fishes and televisions and blinky computers and Mandy and a rock band to keep me company. The latter bit... the rock band... was old timey friend Selina Martin who was on her way back through from playing the Evolve festival and spent an evening at The Capital and hanging out with yours truly and her band (AnneLise, Robin and Dan). They're good folks and funny and I wish more people would've come in to listen to them play rather than stand on the deck where it was 15 degrees cooler but 5 bucks cheaper. Sigh.

Anyway they went out one door and Mandy came in the other and we celebrated by BBQing hot dogs and sausages. Always a good time. We played Scrabble and drank beer and watched Iron Chef and some show about how models are really sexy (what? really?). The next morning we gathered things from stationary stores and art supply places then bugged out for Florenceville where we had garden fresh corn and potatoes and I ate a pork chop and drank Stella Artois... 'cos I'm fancy. Then the next morning we bugged out for Bangor to get clothes from Goodwill... me for Surge! silk screening and Mandy to dress scarecrows. We are not typical. We went to Borders and I bought the new Chuck Klosterman book and Wings of Desire on DVD. The we went to Bull Moose Music and I bought the new Centro-Matic from the used section. Later we stopped up the road and ate at a Governor's diner... I had a burger named after the current governor of Maine and a side of sweet potatoe fries. Then we drove through the night... me reading aloud by flashlight from the Klosterbook and Mandy doing the wheel turning. The next morning it was the early bus back to F'ton and straight to the store.

The rest of the month are a "rinse and repeat" kind of blur. I remember fighting with the computer; watching Big Brother 7 and Rock Star:Supernova; eating chicken; wrestling a raccoon for ownership of a garbage can; taking buses and cabs; doing laundry; playing PS2 hockey and golf; y'know... by the numbers.

Now I'm back in the saddle. Soon to return to the 11am-10pm grind... so y'all can expect to hear from me on a more reg'lar basis.

I'll explain why Franke Potente is a modern touchstone at a later date.

TTFN.

Friday, August 04, 2006

For the casual fan.

Here is an not-inappropriate/innacurate reaction to our music.



But still... you should try and come out to the Underground Cafe on Saturday Night and catch a earful. Good times will follow you.

Cartoon is from Jeffrey Brown's I Am Going to be Small
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