Ok, so first the literal part of that title. Dan, Nelson, Jaime, and myself were hanging out at the Marion House late this afternoon, failing to grill and successfully getting drunk, when I decided to be lame and ducked out to finish up some work.
Then, as it tends to happen, Dan had a genius idea. He grabbed the Wiffleball bat from the front room and simply said, "Please come with me." I had no clue what was going on since he left the Wiffleballs in the house. I decided to leave my work for a moment and we walked out through the backyard and out into the alley, where sitting out were about two hundred old albums. The following is what took place:
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It was the most fun I've had in a long, long time. We spent about an hour in the alley, playing Wiffleball with the records, and smashed every single one of them. (To concerned vinyl snobs - all the records sucked and weren't worth a dime.)
Unsurprisingly, we attracted a bit of attention, which ranged from local Old Man of the Mountain look-a-like contest winner and Gabors regular Bruce, who was slightly amused and just shook his head, to a few Gabors staff that decided to join in the fun (you can see them in some of the last photos in the stream) to an aging local wastoid who came out to inform us that while we seemed to be having fun, someone was going to have to clean all this up. Thanks, douche.
It was a blast, and I have to heartily suggest that everyone reading this take part in some random, benign form of destruction sometime soon.
Relating less literally to the post title are two songs that I've had stuck in my head lately. Both take rather tired but incredibly well-known rock lyrics and references and create new songs out of them. So in a way, they're smashing apart rock music, like the machines that take glass bottles at a redemption center, and using those broken bits. And it doesn't hurt that these songs are both full of hooks and super clever wordplay.
Okkervil River - Plus Ones
Built To Spill - You Were Right
OK, so I know the BTS song breaks my rule about all the songs being from 2007, but 1) I said I might break that rule and 2) the Okkervil River song is from an album that just came out. So I think I'm covered both ways. If you don't agree, feel free to bitch me out in the comments.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
we smash rock music
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Ha - yes terribly terribly fun. Though you forgot about the sketch neighbor we always see smoking pot in the back yard. He came out and had the following discussion with us:
Sketch Neighbor: Hey, you guys in a band?
Will: um, sort of, yah
SN: 'Cuz I've heard you play. I do professional sound design and you could hire me
Dirt: Well, we only have one amp, so you may be a bit ahead of us.
Will: Ha! Yah!
He then proceeded to sort of hang around and leer at Jamie and seemed to want to join the party. Thank gof for locking back gates.
Also, my brother winging a record at me, which I completely didn't see, which then struck my head and gave me a goose egg.
Good times.
this is an actual comment, although a blog annexation may be forthcoming:
#1 i am extremely disappointed to see that the fuckyouoistani skyline does not include a pack of parliament lights. i can only conclude from this that you are prejudiced against either mexicans or recessed filters. either is unacceptable.
#2 stop having fun until i get home. this is an order.
mari -
#1. i think the absence of parliament lights is only a reflection of your general fastidiousness when it comes to not leaving your trash around. i was just using the empty cigarette packs at my disposal that night. i'll happily add to the skyline when you return.
#2. no
#3 we need more soundtrack! i think the trainers were worried your mix was getting overplayed, and so they have played:
u2
gnarls barkley
beyonce
and probably some others that made me less outraged so i forgot them.
frechette, we need you!
oh noes!
gnarls barkley i think is ok, but U2 and beyonce have got to go.
ANNEXATION!!!!!
i lessthanthree boston. i didn't realize this, because i have been kind of cranky about how expensive it is here and staying in a dorm and i'd rather be in denver, blah, blah, blah. but i was out to dinner with some new colorado staff this evening, and someonewho grew up in portland was trashing boston. one of the reasons he gave was that people seem unfriendly, and you can't just go up and talk to them.
i don't talk to people anyway, so i hadn't noticed.
but on my way back to the dorm this evening, i was walking alone (only 4 blocks), it was starting to get dark, and i passed several men, both alone and in pairs, and none of them said a word to me. i found myself flinching as they approached, preparing for some unwanted interaction. nothing. not even a raised eyebrow.
i fucking love this city.
except when i get duped out of money in bars. boston is expensive, and all of our social events happen in bars and restaurants. i have spent 3 months' worth of denver entertainment budget here anyway. so last night, at the tam, i was heading out for a cigarette with david and marcus. and marcus stops at the bar and suggests we take a shot before we go out to smoke.
mari: no thanks, no shots for me.
marcus: do you want red bull in yours?
mari: um...
marcus: okay, 3 shots of jager.
so, i run back to the table to grab my wallet, and discover i only have a 20$. i fork it over to pay for my shot, and
marcus: um, did you just pay for all of those?
mari: no. did you need me to?
marcus: yeah, that would be great.
mari: um...
so i ended up dropping 21$ on shots of jager that i did not want and that made me way drunker than i wanted to be last night.
lame.
also, if you didn't get enough here, you can always read this post again here
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