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February 3, 2001
dan: i a m now posting something with a bandaid ttacthecd to wmy finger...does it show?..yes of course it shows dan...wha the h ..e.. double hockey sticksdo you thingk.yes KIDA is in the com puew tah..5 is a nice relaxing tracj...there's that bandais again..peace out..i hewart you all....
dan: last night i gathered with some relatives..isn't that nice...? I had to go through the whole...what's the name of the band that you travel with?...and of course I said tom petty cause that's the only name they can grasp....then they had that look on their face like who??? then I go into ..you would'nt know unless your into ...you know what I'm saying...i should go now.. ahhh....folks... xxoo dan
dan: oh my god..I don't even know what it is...i mean what time it is..see? I've already had about eight cups of coffee ....help me..
Robert: 332 I'm a Loner Dottie... A Rebel - The Get Up Kids Up early again for pancakes and syrup and the practice train north. February 2, 2001
dan: Folks..it's been fun and count this as the friday night chronological...cause I'm really gonna go suck a few...that's slang for bein' up nort here hey.... goodnight.....unless I find a vehicle....hmmm...
dan: green stuff..."sunday mornin.wake up it's stormin...rain drops fallen on my head it's pouring cats-n-dogs pigs in a wagon""lookin for the afro one-nut-saggin' cypress baby yeah.....!!!can you tell I'm an alternative rocker? oh yeah ...... I don't know what you people thought of that last post but frankly i don't care..... that much....anyway. time for a sip.
dan: sounds good....nobody comes in at this time anyway unless they're packin' heat..and if they're packin' heat they better pack a lot ! as you may have already guessed..I'm on #4...
dan: two generous gulps and I'm still cold....please forgive me..i am not at home...i will not be home until tomarrow at one. I wish i was home though..now I'm gonna go totally against the grain and play this little cd by the name of this band called Cap'n Jazz here at work..let's see how the customers react...shall we? It's called tip toeing over banana peels and trophie egg shells that we are eating..or something...lets listen..
dan: Now my legs are crossed cause I don't wanna go to the bathroom yet...It's 5:46pm where I am and I figured I've got time for at least two more before I close at 6:30..am I right? It is really quiet here.. oh yeah last night, when I was listening to this I was actually listening to.. what the hell am I talking about...I need something..
dan: I'm starting to feel a little dizzy, not too much, just kinda in the right place at the right time.....seeing is how I can't blog tonight I figured I'd try to simulate my home environment here at work... First I started with drinking a beer or two...next thing I gotta do is turn on the Tv. But t.v. kinda sux..I don't have cable and I'm Damn proud of that. There's enough to watch already..I'm not even gonna get into what I tune into so there, like ya'll care.. I gotta go check in with my blonde I'll be right back..
dan: I'm on beer #2 now and ..keep in mind this is all on an empty stomach; untill I eat of course...but I still am feeling no effects from the beverage...still waiting..hold on lemme go take another sip........... ok. I just drank the rest of the beer..there was about half of the can left....enough to push my stomach out make my eyes water a little and cause me to burp silently...the old grandma at the counter didn't even notice...he he. brrp! excuse me while I go crack #3 open..
dan: I really gotta tell somebody this.. I've gone through about a book of matches today..cause notorious has been releasing deadly fumes from her rear end..GOD..put a cork in it girl!! sorry..I know it's kinda disgusting and so on....
dan: Ladies and Gentlemen...I have to attend a birfday party tonight and I doubt they'll have a vehicle to blog with, so I will see how many of these I can get away with here at work.. It's hard to blog when it's still light out...and I'm at work..that's my story. and I'm stickin to it.
Pumpkin: Y'know, for a day with such a horrifying beginning, it's ending on a pretty positive note. Maybe it was the "Soy to the World" drink I had at Borders during lunch, but I'm feeling pretty alright. Awakened. Enlightened. I actually did a fair amount of work-work-type-work this afternoon. Never fear, I'm still sneaking round on the net and on email, but I've found a new way to do it. It's fun and exciting and mysterious. It makes feel good about m'life. Can't talk for too long, it's actually nearing closing time... but I just wanted to leave with a nice positive zing. Zip. And now, I call upon my compadre, Kan, to gather up enough energy to blog a little tonight. Good luck. We're all counting on you.
Pumpkin: Office etiquette, my achin' aunt fanny! Mark it this day. I will become one tough mofo when i'm here. I take no grief from anybody. Just try and cross the Muffin. I dare you... Also, i slept the whole train ride back, so I'm only halfway through Shopgirl. So far I like it. Unlike this horrible building I'm stuck in.
Pumpkin: I knew it. Within days of receiving said new b'boss, i get a warning about my internet usage. This is just terrible. Why do they feel like they have to cut off all of my interaction with the outside world? You see these walls, these files, these papers, this computer screen? This is not my world. Do they understand that? Obviously not. I do my work. I get it done. I'm not looking for any special awards for my effort here. It's no secret... It's like they want to keep me anesthetized with this mind numbing garbage? It can't happen. I won't let it. Sure, I realize that there is a time and place for email and websurfing. It's just that their idea of "time and place" is a heck of a lot different than mine... I waste 8 hours of every day here. Those are 8 hours that i can be getting a lot of things done. A lot of things that are important to me. A lot of things that are important to other people. Whether it's answering emails about upcoming shows or finding interesting stories and sites to keep other people entertained while at their perspective jobs. They don't realize that where I'm sitting, typing... that's not my job. These 8 hours are more like a side job. And it's getting harder and harder to keep that from them... I need more coffee. I'm in a bad mood. I mean, I only woke up at 5 AM, took an hour and a half train to Chicago, took a cab from Union Station to here, just in time to have them give me the third degree. Whatevers, right? Soon enough, I'll be out on the open road, laughing, talking, reading, playing music, watching dvds... maybe i'll send them a postcard from my real job... I hate Groundhog's Day.
Robert: 333 Black Star - Radiohead more program messing. a-list actress in the bag. need real coffee. February 1, 2001
dan: ok now i have a bjork albumn in this here computer thing and so far it sounds like I'm listening to the begining of Dances with Wolves....It's quite an experience i might add...switching to another song...... now i'm at track #3 and I hear a train coming down the tracks...wait now I hear some singing...falling asleep...getting really tired..eye...lids...getting...heavy........zzzz.z...zzz.....z... I want pancakes please...
dan: i think this is a benson&hedgesdeluxultralightone-hundred..oh my god. I just had to turn song#3 off and switch to #5 cause i was about to go insane...seriously folks...oh yeah WELCOME TO THE LATENIGHT CHRONOLOGICAL HOUR...OR ..YEAH WELCOME... tonight I'm listening to..once again radiohead's kid a...I know your probaly saying..."Dan, listen to something else.." but listen.... I will pop something else in hold on... I will
dan: my goodness..I don't see how I can't have one of these after today..my goodness..everybody wants something..
Robert: Thanks to m'good pal, Gregg, I'm going to be spending my dual train trips reading Steve Martin's novella, Shopgirl. It's pretty short, so I figure I'll probably finish it before my cab collides with another cab tomorrow morning. If not, I can take care of the last chapter or so in the back seat while the meter runs and the cabbies are wrestling on Canal St. My tentative plan is to finish Rabbit at Rest (just started) before I leave for tour so that I can conquer the encyclopedia-length Infinite Jest while I'm on tour and recording. That gives me about 2 months to read 3 million pages. I think I can hack it. I'm not to happy that there is a new Willy Wonka / Charlie & the Chocolate Factory in the works. It may have been somewhat tolerable if Tim Burton was going to direct it, but no can do. And what about this fake news story about Marilyn Manson playing the Wonka role? Thank your lucky stars that was fabrication. Besides doesn't Marilyn have better things to do? I'm digging the set up we've got going here. I cover the morning and early afternoons and D'dant takes care of the evenings. Perfect. Now I just have to get the others to jump in every now and then. Little do they know the wondrous fortunes to be had... Lemme outta here!
Robert: Whenever it's this cold in here, my body feels like it's getting sick. Like as if its too much work to keep my blood at a healthy 98.6 in these frigid temperatures. Mind you, I'm not outside. I'm in an office. And I'm shivering. I don't like it. It also does a number on my state of mind. Usually, I'm growing hungry at this time of day and getting excited about heading over to the post office*. (you know, they should start serving lunch to people waiting in line over there). But today, I'm just groggy and i think i'm coming down with the flu or maybe measles or something. Yesterday I got the Beastie Boys video anthology in the mail, and it is just incredible. While watching each video, you can switch audio tracks (on average, about 7 per song!) to listen to different remixes or hear the Boys and the directors running commentary. Most of the videos have different camera angles also, that you can change around! This is hours and hours of unbridled funtime. I pre-applaud this and the Time Code DVD for making those long van drives too short. Bravo to you.
Robert: Every morning this week, my upstairs neighbors have been blasting, i mean, blasting music! It is a muffled rumble when standing in my living room at 7 AM, but once i open the front door to the hall, it grows to a loud obnoxious echo. It's so loud that I assume they have their door open to get that open-door-hall-roomy-really-damn-loud effect. I'm surprised no one has asked our apartment to band against them... But if the complaint-bearers knock on my door, I'm not sure I can join in their little reindeer games. You see, at top volume, every morning, they blare.... Patsy Cline. Billie Holiday. And I like it. Goo goo goo joob. I put up some pictures from outside of the Price is Right studios here Tonight, I head up to Milwaukee for practice. The last one in that freezing, d'dank space. Sunday, we are moving out of Greenland and into Hawaii. Virtually. Mai-Tai's on Hey Mercedes. Virtually. It's still too early and I didn't sleep well, so allow me to play zombie for an hour or so.
Robert: 334 I Am the Walrus - The Beatles Don't hurt me, but in the time alotted, i was only able to find guitar tabs for the Oasis version of the song. I can't imagine it's too different... January 31, 2001
dan: after just ready what I jus wrote ..I came to the conclusion that I've totally lost it...I no longer know what I am saying ..all of these words are just creations from my internal thoughts that leak out into the outside worlds. please call me and give me directions...or contact me through any other source of enrgy..other than electricity..
dan: I jus wanna say that I love KID A ...call me crazy but...hey. that's what I like.. sue me....I also want to add that I'm indulging in A adult beverage right now and it's called puerto rican rum and American cola. It's fine and Dandy.! The song that is p[layinhg right now is numb#r 2 still...thats a long song guys...I am starting to really hate my cell phone! It's really old and the antenna is coming off and it's....it's... it's just A piece of CraP.! okay?! Listen....i gotta go..
dan: I was gonna bitch about something but then I decided it wasn't that interesting...Nothing much to say except that I haven't seen that big bright orangish thing up in the sky for awhile. It would be nice to actually get some type of sunlight...at least enough so my little banana buddy can live. wednesday--tonight I must clean for some guests that'll be having some type of shower on Saturday..yippie. I'll probably be on the computer or drinking ......or both.. I got this info from a friend: ATTENTION PLEASE READ THIS, It's important news to all guys that go out to clubs or bars!!! There is a new date rape drug that comes in liquid form, and is becoming quite popular. This drug is now being used by female sexual predators at parties to induce their male victims to have sex with them. The shocking news is that the drug is available virtually anywhere! It goes by the street name -- "Beer". All girls have to do is buy a "Beer" or two for almost any guy and then simply ask the guy home for no-strings-attached sex. Men are rendered literally helpless against such tactics! Please! Help spread the word guys...
Robert: There's a reason why i haven't been writing much lately about the guy. You know why? It's because over the past few months, I've learned to handle him. We even joke around and stuff. Since he's moved to another area, I've cooled to his oddball way of saying and doing everything... and i've surmised that he is an all around OK guy, albeit misunderstood most of the time... But now. The once bane of my work day, my apprentice, my student, my buddy buddy over yonder, that guy... I realize now that he would sell me out in a milli-second for a slice of smoked baloney. That's right, I said it. Ungrateful bastage now, quick to point a finger, eager to protect his own sorry ace. What a disappointment. When the work-internet-surf-war goes down, I cannot and will not count on him to watch my back. He'll stab it. He'll stab it with that spork he uses to stab the baloney. What a joke. The guy is chatting it up all day on some Personals chat room, i don't know probably the one titled "Single White Morons Seeking Anybody," and meanwhile he'll feign that "duh, i didn't do it" innocent expression while pointing at me in a court of law. What would your hero, the Tasmaninan Devil say, huh? You'll never get me, coppers. I'm going to be gone for most of the afternoon on assignment, but i'll try and get back to complain as often as i can.
Robert: It's always the worst when you get in trouble for something that you thought you did right. Something you were proud of... You see, there are times when actions you take are expected to elicit grief from one or more parties. But it's a softened blow, as it is expected and anticipated... Not this time. It feels pretty terrible. But luckily, it's work-related and i'll get over it faster than you can say "30 days until tour begins." Todd should be happy about this. The Blake Babies are going to be releasing a new album in March. If i was doing the list 7 years ago, there would most certainly be a Blake Babies song or two on there. Probably "Out There," "Girl in a Box," or maybe their version of "Temptation Eyes." But over the years, their sweet melodies have faded in my mind, and i still think an old girlfriend of mine has my copy of Sunburn from about 6 years back. Maybe I just gave it to her. I don't remember. I'm getting to be an old man. There's a pretty cool feature over at us against them that chronicles the worst online record reviews of 2000. Check it out. I've also been reading some new blogs around town. I'll probably update the links soon. And speaking of updating, I'm a day late on the Hey Mercedes news, so actually, I'm right on schedule! And I'm glad to see Kan Deehn rockin the blog. You make my mornings a riot. Actually that voice mail last night was a hoot, also. January 30, 2001
dan: hello..I'm here ..WELCOME to dan's underground jam session...I'll be bringing you fantastic music from around the world here every tuesday night around this time and maybe around these same empty beers I jus drank...brrrrrrppp. Seriously folks I think I'm gonna chime in every once and a while and give my night time crhonilogical of todays events, how the hell do you spell that ?!! you know which word I'm refering to..hold on a second while I sip from my puerto rican rum & american cola. There's nothing better than tasteing the sweetness of the liquor than getting drunk while doing it..?! hey? an'nah! krei i'm from upnort der hey..god sakes...!!! goodnight .. dan ps..listen too Polygon Window (surfing On Sine Waves )
dan: I transplanted my banana tree today,I hope it still lives!! I love you banana tree...xxoo (heavy petting)
dan: First of all, I just saw a little kid who looked just like the kid in Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome. You know that little kid that looked all ratty and dirty and the only thing he said was ggruunnttahh grunt ahrggh ahughws....ya know?
Robert: But gelatin doesn't count, right? Oh yes, it does. Better stock up on those veggie burgers...
Robert: I just won a High Fidelity DVD on Ebay. I'm still addicted. It's hopeless. I'm starting to think that "Back on the Chain Gang" by the Pretenders should have been higher on the list. I can't that line "threw sand in our eyes and descended like flies" out of my head. That's a hot line... There are 2 other Pretenders songs on the list somewhere. Can you guess which ones? It's been a big yawner here today, so i can't help but be reflective in my posts. Yawn...
Robert: Blustery, blustery day, but it hasn't gotten me down like it usually does. Last night, I tried to put everything in its right place, while i burned my roommate's Wilco collection. I got about halfway done, so there's still a lot to accomplish. I've been told that in the book of High Fidelity, there is some consideration as to different ways of categorizing records (touched upon briefly in the movie). The most intriguing one was to organize the CDs by the color of the spines. So that would mean all of those Columbia Records CDs (red block lettering on white) would be together. All of the Island Records CDs (black letters, white background, rainbow stripes on top) would be together... I think that would look pretty cool. I actually tried it once. I got all the reds together and then a visitor from out of town spotted the occurence in my room and politely asked if i had lost my fucking mind... So i ditched the plan and settled for alphabetical... But I just got this awesome new shelving unit from somewhere or other, and i'm excited to whip it into shape. I could never organize autobiographically, as shown in the movie. It seems like too much of a punishment. Even John Cusack's character seems like he's doing it out of spite for his failed relationships. I couldn't imagine trying to figure out at what time in my life i got entrusted with all of those damn Herb Alpert & Tijuana Brass records. But the Wilco record is pretty good so far. Even though it was grey outside and raining and i had to balance a poster tube, a backpack, an umbrella, and the walkman - the first half of "Being There" took my mind off of everything... Oh yeah, I saw Scary Movie on Friday night, and although most of the jokes were just plain awful, i think there were enough funny moments to warrant a small thumbs up. A thumbs up to equal about two and a half stars. The three parts that i thought were great: During the "I Know What You Did Last Summer" car driving spoof, as the kid stands up through the sunroof and starts hitting trees, for no reason, a big beehive appears on his head! Classic. Classic comedy. Secondly, you can never go wrong with a horse in a garage. And lastly, as the one Wayans brother stabs the killer, he is complaining about the cancellation of the Wayans Brothers TV show! Oh the hilarity. So far, i've seen 3 new movies, and we've got 3 thumbs up. I couldn't possibly be on par for a clean sweep? Also, did you take this picture at the ann arbor show? I never got your full name and you deserve credit for such a flattering shot of m'ace.
Robert: 336 Talkin' Shit About a Pretty Sunset - Modest Mouse I should work out a super long medley of all of these songs. Just imagine Rush segueing into Ida. January 29, 2001
Robert: Bags & boxes. So I moved into an apartment by myself on November 1. The place was sort of dumpy, but my landlord gave me the go ahead to fix anything or change anything i wanted, and he would pay me for my work. So i put a lot of heart, soul, and sweat into making the apartment cozy, homey, and a good place for my stuff. 6 months later, I get the word that the building has been sold and will be torn down. And so I move again. August 1, 2000. All of my belongings in 3 trips in a pick up truck. Trying desperately to beat and dodge rainfall. An open pick up truck! So now, it's almost February 1st and there was much consideration as to whether I'd be moving yet again, but instead I'm just changing rooms in the same house. It's still a lot of annoying trips back and forth, and i'm pretty sore, but at least I didn't have to carry a couch down an icy stairway. I'll save that for when i move in August. Ice in August? It would be just my luck.
Robert: There was a time when all of my worldy possessions were strewn across three apartments. It was October of 1999. I had been hastily carted out of my apartment in a whirlwind pack-up / move-out episode. I think it was at 3 PM or so when we found out we were supposed to be out by noon. My roommate and I had decided to live alone for the year. Both of us being in the work of creativity, we felt like each other's presence was, well, distracting. Not in a bad way, though... We just couldn't get anything important done when we were within 20 feet of each other. Within minutes we'd be watching a movie, playing darts, going out to eat... So on a brisk October 1, he moved into his new apartment, and I, having not found a place, moved to another friend's abode. I filled a room vacated by a boy on tour. Since I was just going to be there a month, I didn't bring much. Clothes, some CDs, Toothpaste, etc. Since there were already 2 people living there, I didn't have to bring any silverware, so my ex-roommate let me store all that stuff at his new place, along with a few mystery bags of mine. The big furniture wouldn't fit at either of the apartments, so I had to transport those to my parents' house in the suburbs. I finally got a place for November 1, but that one month was a big fat drag. When I noticed something was missing, I had to dig through bags and boxes of junk at 3 different locations to try and find it! It was no good. How can you keep your life in order when you don't have a place for all of your stuff? Just bags and boxes don't cut it. More to come. January 28, 2001
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