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November 24, 2007

it's that warped sense of humor again

I wore this t-shirt to my gig last night (the color on the photo isn’t very good—the actual shirt totally nails that Red Army olive and the slightly orange red). Honestly, the biggest reason I wore it is because it’s a nice piece of graphic design; besides, it fits in with my enduring affection for Socialist Realism art.

But there’s another reason I wore it, which I tried to explain to somebody in the club we were playing, who teasingly called me “comrade.” I said I thought it was a funny shirt.

I told him, “I just think it’s funny that no one is frightened of communists any more. In spite of the fact that there are over 20,000 nuclear warheads which could be re-targeted on us on an hour’s notice. Instead, we’re so frightened of a few bearded guys living in caves—who admittedly did manage to kill several thousand of us six years ago—that we’re busy dismantling our personal liberties and constitutional guarantees which withstood fifty years of Cold War, not to mention the 160 years before that.”

He said he didn’t think it was very funny.

November 22, 2007

how to waste 20 minutes of your day

In lieu of an actual post on Thanksgiving Day, I offer the following quiz forwarded by Stephanie On Bass. Feel free to play along, in comments or linked from your own blog or whatever.

  1. The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
    Someone with work for me—no, wait! Someone with a check for me.
  2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
    Of course. My mama raised me right.
  3. If you had a choice to re-kiss the last person you kissed, would you?
    Well, it was just a casual goodbye kiss from the singer’s wife. But sure—kissing is nice!
  4. Do you take compliments well?
    Not really. I try, but it’s hard.
  5. Do you play Sudoku?
    I haven’t, but it sounds like fun.
  6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?
    Maybe. I did learn some things from being a Boy Scout, way back when.
  7. Do you prefer hot pockets or pizza rolls?
    Never had hot pockets, but they sound nasty. Pizza rolls are okay.
  8. If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you do?
    I think maybe this question is about what’s most important to me. So, I would try to grab the cats and my computers.
  9. Who was the last person you slept in the same bed with?
    Elise.
  10. Who do you text the most?
    Elise.
  11. Favorite Children's book?
    Is Harry Potter considered a children’s book? If not, The Phantom Tollbooth.
  12. What color are your eyes?
    Brown.
  13. If you could do it over again, start from scratch, would you?
    No, I’d rather keep doing new stuff.
  14. Any secret admirers?
    How would I know?
  15. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?
    In June, while in Albuquerque visiting Elise. Because I had a free coupon—I think Olive Garden sucks.
  16. Favorite ex?
    The one in the alphabet.
  17. Where's the furthest place you traveled?
    Probably a festival in rural Finland. It certainly seemed farther away than anywhere else, maybe because of the Russian cultural influence. Besides, it took us three or four flights and a several hour drive to get there—28 hours altogether from the time we left Kansas City. Plus an 8-hour time shift, so according to the clocks it was 36 hours after we left. There was considerable jet lag.
  18. Do you like mustard?
    Oh yeah, all kinds.
  19. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?
    Eat, I suppose, but it all depends on the time of day, doesn’t it?
  20. Do you look like your mom or dad?
    I look more like my mom.
  21. How long does it take you in the shower?
    15–20 minutes
  22. What movie do you want to see right now?
    The Princess Bride, because I was thinking about Wallace Shawn recently.
  23. What did you do for New Year's Eve?
    What else? I played a party. That’s a miserable night to play, but the money’s too good to pass up.
  24. Do you think The Grudge was crappy?
    Is that a cartoon character? A car ("here come da Grudge")? A toy?
  25. Do you own a camera phone?
    Yes, I live in the 21st century.
  26. Was your mom a cheerleader?
    No, but surprisingly enough (if you know her), my wife was.
  27. What's the last letter of your middle name?
    S
  28. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?
    6 to 7. Not nearly enough.
  29. Do you like care bears?
    They make me nauseous.
  30. What do you buy at the Movies?
    I usually go with Reek, so he gets popcorn and I get Junior Mints, and we both get cokes.
  31. Do you know how to play poker?
    Yes, but I’d have better chances in the wilderness.
  32. Do you wear your seatbelt?
    Always!
  33. What do you wear to sleep?
    Nothing. I sleep better that way.
  34. Anything big ever happen in your town?
    What kind of a question is that?
  35. Do you dye your hair?
    No. Why? Should I?
  36. Do you like Liver and Onions?
    If it’s cooked right, sure. But usually it’s offered along with something I like better, so I get that instead.
  37. Have you ever been in love?
    Of course.
  38. Do you like funny or serious people better?
    I like people who have a good grasp of reality. That’s usually a combination of both.
  39. Ever been to L.A.?
    Sure. I’ve been in the music business 35 years. Recorded two albums there and played a number of gigs. So all that was mostly in Hollywood. (Incidentally, I was in one band signed to a record company in LA, and another signed out of New York. I’ll take NY any day)
  40. What’s on your mind right now?
    Does this fucking quiz ever end? Any bets as to whether it was written by teenagers?
  41. What's your favorite song right now?
    Too many to count, but I am pretty obsessed with “All I Know” by Dead Rock West at the moment.
  42. Do you hate chocolate?
    I love dark chocolate, don’t really care about milk chocolate, and don’t think white chocolate qualifies for the term.
  43. What do you and your parents fight about the most?
    My parents are no longer living.
  44. Are you a gullible person?
    Yes. I used to feel bad about it, until a therapist told me it’s a sign of creativity.
  45. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?
    No. Do you mean in addition to my wife? The answer’s still no.
  46. If you could have any job what would it be?
    I love what I do (music and design); I just wish I could make more money at it. But this is what I choose to do, so I believe I have the job I want.
  47. Are you easy to get along with?
    Most people seem to think so.
  48. What is your favorite time of day?
    Right when I sit down at the computer with my first cup of fresh coffee is pretty nice.
  49. Are you a generally happy person?
    Mostly.

November 20, 2007

beyond the pale

Uh-oh.

Rock Band the game

I first ran into the Guitar Hero game at a small party last summer. Most of us guests played in bands together; one of the host’s neighbors invited us to her house to hear her brothers play Guitar Hero. The way she talked, it was like they were the next Eric Clapton or something.

Well, they did play the game very well. What was disappointing was that the game doesn’t use musical skills; it uses video game skills—it’s about eye-hand coordination. We all had a good laugh as two of the finest guitarists in Kansas City failed at the easy level of some classic rock song—a song they could play in their sleep in a band (and probably have more than once).

I griped that if the two brothers had spent a similar amount of time with an actual guitar, they would be well on their way to being able to play. After all, if you know half a dozen chords on the guitar, there are literally thousands of songs you can play.

But then I read that Guitar Hero has in fact sparked a resurgence in guitar sales and guitar lessons (I guess young people have been intimidated by the effort and expense of learning an instrument, and the cutbacks in arts and music programs in schools over the last generation hasn’t helped). So that’s a good thing. You don’t have to be a real-life guitar hero to have a great time playing guitar, and knowing more about it makes your experience of music much deeper and more satisfying.

Anyway, today I ran into an Ars Technica review of a new game, Rock Band. While I won’t be buying one any time soon, it sounds like a good time. In addition, it warms the cockles of a drummer’s heart to read this:

Everyone who tried the drums had a good time, and seeing people struggle, then get better, and finally start wailing away on the harder sections is as fun as it was when Guitar Hero was first released and we all learned how to play a plastic guitar for the first time. The difference is that, while learning to play a plastic guitar gets you nothing but higher scores on a game, getting good at the drums in Rock Band will actually give you some drumming skills in real life. If nothing else, you'll learn how hard it is to keep time with both your hands and your feet. Expect to spend more time practicing the drums than you did with the guitar, but the payoff is also more satisfying.

One criticism the review makes is that in single player mode, Guitar Hero is more fun than Rock Band, but then that’s not the point, is it?

As we all warmed up to playing together I realized that Rock Band doesn't sound nearly as canned as Guitar Hero does. The drums make a loud "THOCK" sound with each hit, so if your rhythm is off, everyone knows it because you hear the drums both from the speakers and from the pads themselves. The vocals are added to the mix and pumped through the sound system, so it's your voice you hear, not the original in the song. It really does feel like you're playing the song, and it's an amazing rush when everything comes together….

The massive amount of venues and the changing set lists make this a game mode with very long legs, and the fame and fan meters give you a good reason to care about your performance. It's almost like a rhythm game with RPG elements, and it's a very fun time. As everyone in your band gets better, and you start playing larger and larger places, there is a palpable sense of accomplishment. The only thing that kept me from playing all day with my friends was having to write this review. Multiplayer is where this game lives, and it's everything we had hoped it would be.

His conclusion? “Party Game of the Year.”

I’m all for it. I’ve been playing in bands for over 35 years now, and what keeps me doing it is the way it’s just plain more fun than almost anything else you can do. If this game lets people get a taste of that fun for themselves, then rock on!

November 19, 2007

another example of shameless self-promotion

While I’m talking about work, I just went live with a site for Doug Medlock: voice talent, DJ, singer and musician, former roommate and a man with the soul of rock’n’roll.

giving thanks for touring nowhere

Just in case anyone is interested, I picked up a fun gig for this Wednesday. Bob Walkenhorst and his cohorts have a regular Wednesday gig at The Record Bar—the “Tour That Goes Nowhere.” They like to do something a little different the night before Thanksgiving every year, and this time thankfully they asked me to play with them.

I’m really looking forward to it—when I played with them semi-regularly a couple years ago it was musically some of the most fun I’ve ever had. The group’s musicianship is outstanding, and of course Bob’s one of the best writers around. It’s more acoustic and looser than the Rainmakers (if anyone still remembers them)—come on out if you can. It’s an early show, from 7:00 to 9:00 pm.

November 17, 2007

Part 3: Live

Finally, if you’re in the Kansas City area, there’s a live show coming up which I think is going to be outstanding: The Knitters with Dead Rock West, Tuesday December 4 at Davey’s Uptown. One of the bands I play with opened for Dead Rock West a few months ago, and they were great. Their album Honey & Salt has barely left my car stereo since then—it’s a mixture of twang, punk, and chimey guitar pop that’s utterly addictive.

And that’s just the opening act. The Knitters are a legend, a country/folk/rockabilly side project of X members John Doe, Exene Cervenka, and DJ Bonebrake (one of my all-time fave drummers), with Dave Alvin of The Blasters and Johnny Ray Bartel of The Red Devils. It looks like there are only a few dates on this tour, so if you live in Milwaukee, St. Louis, KC, Dallas, Houston, Austin, Tucson, or one of the three California towns they’re playing, I can’t recommend this show enough.

Part 2: TV

Here’s another item I’ve bending everyone’s ear IRL about: a couple weeks ago, flipping through the channels, I caught part of Runnin’ Down a Dream, the Peter Bogdanovich documentary about Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. You know, most documentaries about rock bands are a self-involved, overblown waste of time; while I like Tom Petty, and I have a glancing personal connection with the band*, my first impulse was to move on to another channel.

But it was riveting—I couldn’t stop watching, I’ve got to see the whole thing now, and I’ve been telling everyone in earshot how good it is. It’s showing on Sundance Channel, and of course you can buy the DVD. There was a piece about the documentary on NPR’s Weekend Edition Saturday this morning.

Part 1: CD

I just realized I had never blogged about the best album I’ve heard in a while, Raising Sand by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss. It’s just wonderful.

I’ve been a fan of T Bone Burnett’s production for ages, and this is his best yet, IMHO. Take for example the Tom Waits song “Trampled Rose,” which under T Bone’s direction becomes a dark, brooding Appalachian number, with percussion which sounds like some kind of black, sticky goo from the underside of the Universe. I know, I know, that’s over the top, but you’ve never heard anything quite like this. And then there’s the choice of songs: two gems from former Byrd (and Kansas native) Gene Clark, a Sam Phillips song, a reworked Page & Plant song (“Please Read the Letter,” one of my favorites), an Everly Brothers tune—it’s all top-notch stuff. And of course the singing is amazing….

There’s a very good interview from NPR’s Weekend Edition Sunday which includes three complete songs from the album as well as links to some of Alison Krauss’ previous material. Why they didn’t include some of Plant’s stuff (like, say, The Mighty Rearranger), I don’t know.

Hold the phone! At the bottom of the NPR page is a link to a story I’ve been telling people about for three years: a Renee Montagne interview with Robert Plant about the Festival in the Desert, an African concert in which he played blues with Tuareg musicians. It illustrates his thesis about the music of Mali and Niger as the ultimate source of the blues, via slaves from that area transported to the southern United States. All I know is that the little snippet they played in the interview had a primeval sound that sent shivers down my spine.

November 12, 2007

The Cat Came Back!

On a much happier note, Elise found one of my all-time favorite cartoons on YouTube and sent the link. Sing along, everyone! The Cat Came Back.

Update: Speaking of cat cartoons, don’t miss this one.

move over, Hoover, and let W take over

Many people toss around the phrase “worst President in history” when discussing Bush. But when a Nobel Prize-winning economist backs the phrase up with details of how we will be paying the consequences of the Bush Administration for at least a generation, it gets your attention. Here’s a brief quotation relating to just one of the four major areas in which W is giving Herbert Hoover (remember the Great Depression?) a run for the prize:

[April 2000] was a moment ripe for Keynesian economics, a time to prime the pump by spending more money on education, technology, and infrastructure—all of which America desperately needed, and still does, but which the Clinton administration had postponed in its relentless drive to eliminate the deficit…. But the Bush administration had its own ideas. The first major economic initiative pursued by the president was a massive tax cut for the rich, enacted in June of 2001…. The inequities were compounded by a second tax cut, in 2003, this one skewed even more heavily toward the rich. Together these tax cuts, when fully implemented and if made permanent, mean that in 2012 the average reduction for an American in the bottom 20 percent will be a scant $45, while those with incomes of more than $1 million will see their tax bills reduced by an average of $162,000.

The administration crows that the economy grew—by some 16 percent—during its first six years, but the growth helped mainly people who had no need of any help, and failed to help those who need plenty. A rising tide lifted all yachts. Inequality is now widening in America, and at a rate not seen in three-quarters of a century. A young male in his 30s today has an income, adjusted for inflation, that is 12 percent less than what his father was making 30 years ago. Some 5.3 million more Americans are living in poverty now than were living in poverty when Bush became president. America’s class structure may not have arrived there yet, but it’s heading in the direction of Brazil’s and Mexico’s.

There’s lots more, of course—did you know, when hidden costs are factored in, the Iraq war will cost at least $2 trillion? Or how much bad debt from the sub-prime debacle is hidden in portfolios in Europe, China, and Australia? Actually, that’s a trick question—no one knows the answer to that. “It will take years to sort out this mess.”

Maybe I’ll just sing Simon & Garfunkel’s “Mrs. Robinson” with some new lyrics.

Where have you gone, Herbert Hoover
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo woo woo

November 04, 2007

new rule

There’s always one more clock you’ve forgotten to reset.