I was just joshin' ya. I've played a lot of shows doing music that I wasn't really a fan of. Hell, I played pretty long term in bands I didn't like (as far as the music) because I was playing with friends and I love playing live so much.
I don't think there's any shame in that.
One of the bands I gigged with the most (off and on for 6-7 years) mainly did terrible white boy frathouse funk. I never would have listened to the music the main guy wrote or the covers he chose to do, but he was a good guy, a good friend and it was his band; I was just the bass player.
I had a lot of fun playing in that band (even when I had to slap/pop, which I loathe) and he landed us a lot of shows that netted us decent scratch, free booze, sometimes more, and often a very nice, large compliment of hot young college girls. You better believe I felt no guilt.
I had an "Extreme Animals" group come to the library for one of the summer kids' programs last month. Among many other pretty exotic animals, they brought an African Gray. What a cool, mellow creature. He let people pass him around, sat on my shoulder and a few others.
Nah, people from The States are just d!cks.
Actually, I think some of this has to do with age, but not always. I really feel like most people are relatively polite and decent, regardless of nationality. But I think in some ways people from the generation behind me (*puts on grizzled old man voice*) maybe just didn't get the full memo about certain social niceties. I'm not saying younger people are typically a-holes or ignorant or anything--I don't believe that at all, but the Digital Age has changed communication overall in major ways and I feel as though maybe in many cases people a decade or more younger than me take more shortcuts with that kind of thing, or just have a different approach, which isn't always a bad thing, but it might sometimes seem curt or rude to us geriatric types.
Then again, I do occasionally walk into a place of business where there's a couple of teens or early 20-somethings with their faces pressed to a phone or tablet and--I've literally seen this happen to me and other people--you walk into the place and they kind of glance up, roll their eyes, ask "Can I help you?" without taking their eyes off the screens and in a way that conveys their complete disinterest in (or contempt for) actually helping you.
It's like, they might as well say "Unh...what can I do for you, you old fat cracker, to get you the fvck outta here as soon as possible so I can get back to FaceBook?"
Nah, Canadians are just d!cks.
Happy Friday everyone. Had to work an extra 3 hours last night and come in early today. The wife and kids were out of town last night so my gard-damn dogs (I guess expecting the girls to return home at any minute, not being used to having them out of the house) went apesh!t barking every 20 minutes at every single noise inside or outside the house. All. Night. Long.
I feel really good though!
Hope everyone has a good day as we skid into the weekend.
Hope to use this weekend to lay tracks down on that lo-fi garage/fuzz tape project I was talking about. Bone simple rawk. Hopefully I can wrap that, get it sent back to my buddy for mastering, and I can post a track or two here pretty soon. He's an art prof and he's wanting to press up some vinyl for a faculty show at the university where he works that's coming up later this year. He's doing all the art, etc.
We found a place that has a lathe cutter and will cut anything from one copy up onto 7" or 10", 45 or 33 rpm.
Not sure if we're gonna go that way and make like 10 copies or do a more major pressing of 250 or 500...all comes down to pricing I guess. I figure if we make a few hundred, we'll still be trying to give them away in 20 years, but what the hell. Wanna be on vinyl.
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