My hat is like a shark's fin

As my good friend Jim Steinman, by way of Meatloaf once said, "Two out of three ain't bad." The Doug Aitken show was a hit. If you live in the area, I'd highly recommend going. Essentially, you walk into the space and there is a "t" or cross shaped room with video being projected onto three of the walls. You can walk around the whole thing or go sit in the middle. The sounds are rhythmic at times, mellow at others. Andre 3000 is prominently featured in one of the videos. What really worked for me was the mesh walls that allowed you to overlap your viewing. So as a woman stands on the shore in video, a man does in the other. The Henry always brings the goods and this show is no exception. I didn't make it up to the top to check out the Celebrity Skin exhibit, but pop photography doesn't really interest me--well, maybe in an editorial sense.
Anyway. Mike and Janice and I didn't get to go see the Nomi Song (I'm assuming because of Janice's dental visit, but I still haven't heard from them). But Maggie did invite me out for drinks with a wonderful group of people loosely associated with Elliot Bay Bookstore.
Then Sunday, Risa, her family and myself, were able to fend off Jesus and that rabid Easter Bunny. The food was amazing and I am always grateful for her family's willingness to open their home to me. Risa's sister brought over Karaoke Revolution (think Dance Dance Revolution, but with a microphone that measures pitch) for the PS2 and I embarrassed myself with a rendition of "Ooops I Did It Again" (all I could seem to remember was the chorus). Then I tore the roof off with the classic "Against All Odds". Went home to catch Arrested Development, et. al. And thought that I would give Grey's Anatomy a shot. It was about as insipid as one would expect. Each story line for the season was spelled out. The love interest, the rival, the mother with Alzheimer's. Sandra Oh, needless to say, is the only actor giving life to her limited character. Ellen Pompeo as the titular Grey mugs just like Renee Zellweger with riased eyebrow and slightly open pursed lips--NOW I know what emotion looks like. Needless to say, I will most likely watch this show next week and roll my eyes.


And on the 3rd Day, Jesus became a brain-eating zombie

I seriously doubt that I will ever top Easter of Ought-Two, but this weekend is kicking into high gear and I haven't even left work yet. What's on the agenda, you ask?
First off Doug Aitken's opening at the Henry tonight with Maggie. If this is anything like the Turrell show, then I will wake up tomorrow at an ex's with a killer hangover, late for an appointment with a trainer at the gym (for which I had already paid), and with a stylish new pair of Adidas track pants.
Tomorrow, is movie night with the happily married (5 years today!!) Mike and Janice. We will be going to see The Nomi Song at the Northwest Film Forum.
Then Sunday, I will be hiding from zombi-fied Jesus. Who will have risen from the dead in search of brains! I think I will hide with Risa and her gracious family. Hopefully Jesus won't find us, and large martinis will.


So bad its bad (but i still own the single)

Yeah...I like it when the girls stop by..
In the summer Do you remember, Do you remember?
...when we met..That summer??
New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits
Chinese food makes me sick.
And I think it's fly when girls stop by
for the summer,for the summer
I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch,
I'd take her if I had one wish,
But she's been gone since that summer.. Since that summer
Hip Hop Marmalade spic And span,
Met you one summer and it all began
Your the best girl that I ever did see,
The great Larry Bird Jersey 33
When you take a sip you buzz like a hornet
Billy Shakespere wrote a whole bunch of sonnets
Call me Willy Whistle cause I can't speak baby
Sumthin in your eyes went and drove me crazy
Now I can't forget you and it makes me mad,
Left one day and never came back
Stayed all summer then went back home,
Macauly Culkin wasn't Home Alone
Fell deep in love,but now we ain't speakin
Michael J Fox was Alex P Keaton
When I met you I said my name was Rich
You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch
Cherry Pez,cold crush,rock star boogie
Used to hate school so I had to play hookie,
Always been hip to the B-boY Style
Known to act wild and make girls smile,
Love New Edition and the Candy Girl
Remind me of you because you rock my world
You come from Georgia where the peaches grow
They drink lemonade and speak real slow
You love hip hop and rock n roll
Dad took off when you were 4 years old
There was a good man named Paul Revere
I feel much better baby when you're near
You love fun dip and cherry Coke,
I like the way you laugh when I tell a joke
When I met you I said my name was Rich
You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch
[Repeat Chorus]
Bridge In the summertime girls got it goin on,
Shake and wiggle to a hip hop song
Summertime girls are the kind I like,
I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike
Bugaloo shrimp and pogo sticks
My mind takes me back there oh so quick
Let you off the hook like my man Mr. Lipit
Think about that summer and I bug, cause
I miss it Like the color purple, macaroni and cheese,
Ruby red slippers and a bunch of trees
Call you up but whats the use
I like Kevin Bacon,but I hate Footloose
Came in the door I said it before,
I think I'm over you but I'm really not sure
When I met you I said my name was Rich
You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch
In the summer girls come and summer girls go
Some are worth while and some are so so,
Summer girls come and summer girls go
Some are worth while and some are so so,
Summertime girls got it goin on
Shake and wiggle to a hip hop song
Summertime girls are the kind I like
I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike
[Repeat Chorus]
Now we all know that this song descends into the depths of crapitude. Musically, the song barely exists. Lyrically, the inanities in rhyming just build upon each other to create an utter dearth of substance.
So. What are your favorite lyrics from this treasure?
I've got dibs on "Fell deep in love, but now we ain't speakin'/Michael J. Fox was Alex P. Keaton"
but only because in the third grade, I wrote a paper on Michael J. Fox as my most admired person.


why so down? you need a poop talk!

Even though I missed the KofC show this weekend, our amazing member supported radio station KEXP has their live performance from the Triple Door archived on-line. Some people were lucky enough to see them in person [ahem, Janice and Mike] in this venue, but even if you didn't, you have access to this recording and let me tell you, it is aces.
In other news . . .
Kelly and I had a wonderful discussion last night about poop. Her friend Claire had a colonic and she had all sorts of fascinating fun-facts about feces. Since our discussion, I have been lurking around in the murky waters of hydro-colonic cleansing via the inter-web, and have discovered many other fascinating facts. Did you know that, if you are of average weight, and are not very allergic to things, you are probably carrying around 10 - 25 pounds of dried poop in your colon! Can you imagine?
And that's just the poop that's lodged in your pooper. There are also parasites in your colon and intestinal track. In fact, one in three people have intestinal parasites. Yearly, parasites (intestinal, colonic, and others) kill more people than cancer! Cancer? That's hilarious.
Butt, you wonder, how can I take care of this imapcted, puterified poop and these villainous instestinal bugs? The answer, fortunately, is easy. Simply go to your nearest colon hydrotherapist, sit on their exclusively designed poop bed, insert a speculum into your rectum, turn on the warm water, and voila. All that crap just drains right out of you!
So I'm gonna get one. I'll report back to you guys after its all said and done. Maybe I'll take pcitures.
Now aren't you glad I'm back on-line?


big ups to all my people in Seattle

How was your weekend? Did you actually plan to go out this weekend? Like plan in advance to do something? Well, in case you didn't know, I like to procrastinate. As a result of said lazy behavior, I missed all kinds of fun things this weekend. Kings of Convenience--sold out. Robots @ the Majestic Bay--sold out.
But don't feel sorry for me. I did get a chance to do some much needed cleaning. While cleaning, I listened to the amazing
L'Altra album Different Days over and over. You can look for a review of it on Copacetic sometime soon. And while you're over there, my review of the Todd Haynes film Safe is up!! (Thanks Janice!)
I wish I had something more clever to impart. Some kernel of wisdom that will last you until my next post. Unfortunately, gentle reader, I do not.


back once again for the renegade master

I know you've all been waiting with bated breath for my triumphant return to the universe of 1's and 0's, and I've finally made it. Basically, I started up ye-olde-blogge again for a couple of reasons. First of all, there is so much good music coming to town that it would be a shame if I didn't, at the very least, take the time to give shout outs and props and all that crap. Secondly, I seem to have an overabundance of time at a particular place--which shall remain nameless. Let's just say its a vault. And its underground.

So anyway. Now you get to deal with my random thoughts. I wish that they were more cohesive like
Peggy Hill's Musings for you, but you have to deal with what you get.

So last night, Kompakt Records label head Michael Mayer made it to our little town, and I've gotta say--I have mixed feelings about the whole thing.
Matt and I agreed that the best track of the night was the first. Although neither of us could train spot it, it definitely set the bar. Unfortunately, that bar wasn't reached again. He was charming and adorable as he walked between his crates and his turntables, bobbing his head, shuffling his feet. He even led the crowd with arm waves--a few songs after he played Nirvana. Yes, Nirvana. Anyway. I felt like he was sort of patronizing us and dumbing things down. I mean there were times when his set was pretty proggy--evidenced by Pete Heller in the guise of Stylus Trouble. But I did dance a whole lot and I did see a lot of the regular crew who always have smiles and hugs. Rating for the show? I give it an enthusiastic "Meh."