Ash Leaf Cone Roller Moth

29 06 2008

That’s what it’s called. The short term around here might be ‘hangy green caterpillar thingys’ (thanks to Shantel) but most likely goes by a wide range of expletives – many of them the four letter variety. It seems this moth nests in the Ash tree (we have a large Manitoba Maple …aka ‘Acer Negundo’ in our front yard) and when in its caterpillar stage, it rolls a leaf around itself for shelter (and food) and initially moves between leaves via a ’silken thread’. It’s this silken thread that annoys most people I think. The caterpillar moves around the tree with this, and when walking or biking under any of these tree limbs, you find yourself caught up in this thread – and usually find a few green caterpillars have hitched a ride on you when you get home. The moths themselves, in our situation at least, are a nusicnece as well. They sneak into the house (windows, cracks, doors etc) and congregrate in our lamp-shades …eventually becoming a gray ’smear’ on the wall.


I never thought, but I should of video’d this guy at work – it’s quite neat.

It’s a pain. It’s also unpleasant cosmetically. The river valley system has a lot of ash trees, and when you look out over the valley, you easily notice the stands of trees that are less green and ‘leafless’ compared to others. It’s apparently not bad for the tree as the moth doesn’t cause long-term damage, but it looks like it just died …and only takes weeks for the tree to turn from ’springtime green’ to ’summertime bleached out lime’. It seems the moths have appeared within the last 10 years – but no reason why has been mentioned. A University of Alberta student researcher (Tyler Wist) is doing his best to to arrive at some sort of environmentally friendly solution to the problem …in this case, devising a type of ‘pheromone trap’ that might eventually slow their growing numbers.

That would be nice.
Very nice.





meat = 1, John = 0

29 06 2008

It wasn’t soooo bad.

It was another Miguel gig sans Miguel. He’s still sick …but getting better from what I hear. Anyway – Marco, Miguel #2, John and myself held our own pretty well. We mixed in some of Miguel’s Mexican standards along with Marco’s Cuban crap and pulled off a pretty entertaining set. It was for a Croatian flavored wedding (In Calgary – Dobro Dobro!) and we wrapped things up with ‘Qué Rico Vacilón’ as the bride and groom cha-cha’d their way to the main table. It was quite entertaining.

Also entertaining was our good ol’ trumpet player John. It started with Marco deferring a ’shot’ to John …then along came a beer, a glass of red wine and then small amounts of white over the course of about an hour while waiting for the dinner to be served. When all was said and done, John had 3/4ths of the white bottle finished! What a trooper. When the meal finally arrived (it was one of those long spread out 4 course things and John was constantly yammering “Where’s the meat ..where’s the meat? …among other things) he had filled up on so much wine and snacks, that the beef and salmon proved a bit too much for him. It was funny …really. So he was pretty much done by now. When he got to my car he passed right out, and didn’t regain consciousness till we hit Red Deer.

It was a mild success kids, and a good time was had by all. And heck, we even got a tip!


Marco, John (pre-alcohol) and Miguel #2





stuff and things…

28 06 2008

The ‘workin for da man’ year end is now officially over. Yea me!

After my 3 weeks of organizational disorganization, I’m now into the ‘Baritone Doctor’ mode for summer repairs. The totals for baritones that need servicing this year are down from last, and just between you an me …I’m quite certain the Baritone Doctor fixed em’ a little too well last time around ;-) But that’s the Baritone Doctor for ya – and he’s looking to preform more of his ‘magic’ throughout the summer. Lucky Baritones.

Aside from that – I got a nice deal ($65 …?) on an imac 600 the other day. It’s running Tiger (OS 10.4) as well as OS 9 – both effortlessly, and I think I’ll be happy with this guy for a while. It’s one of the last ‘colored’ units (they stopped at 700 MHz) and I had some extra ram that got me to 768MB. Things work pretty fast, both X and Classic, and it lets me get to those old files as well as the newer stuff all within the same screen. It’s also nice to have a working backup for garageband files …especially with Tailored music. Also, my palmrest area on my Blackbook has finally chipped bad enough that I’ll be bringing it in for some warranty work, so having the other machine makes things a little easier.

I also penned another blues ditty on the bone a while back that made me kinda happy. I hope to record it before I head out to Sask. next week, so if I do, I’ll try to get it posted before I go. Hopefully. Miguel is taking me away to Calgary this weekend for a short and sweet trip, so if all goes well – I’ll find a little time to warm up the chops. Miguel seems to have taken ill as well. Luli #2 will be taking his place …but I’m not expecting anything out of the ordinary. Lol, it is Luli #2 though …so you just never know.

Enjoy the warm kids.





marketing 101

27 06 2008

I came across a Kit Kat chocolate bar in my local Safeway a few weeks ago …and I thought “Geeze that’s a small little chocolate bar?” It was something called a ’single’. Singles are reduced portion sizes, which basically means less product than normal. The funny thing about this bar however, was its packaging. It sported the name ‘Singles’ along with a nifty green colored round logo/mark that says ‘100 Calories’. What I had to laugh at was the price …only 70 cents!

So let me get this straight Nestle: You’re selling less than 1/3rd of your original product, promoting it as ‘healthy’ by implying it’s health/environmentally friendly and affixing a green trademark, then you sell it for maybe 20% less than it’s ‘non-healthy’ price.

Sweet deal ;-) That’s how to make money kids …make people feel good about what they’re putting in themselves while at the same time increasing your profits. It works with Coffee Crisp too…





Lolita

24 06 2008

Finally finished reading Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov.

” Just like the old man in that book by Nabokov” is a line from the Police classic ‘Don’t Stand So Close To Me‘ and was my first ‘hearing’ of this work. Next was the fact that ‘Lolita’ meant “a sexually precocious young girl” as stated in the dictionary …and what I just recently came to realize is a term that never existed before Nabokov. Lastly, I hacked my way through two-thirds of Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi, and she discusses this and other classics that I haven’t read. I think that’s part of the reason why I never did finish her book. It’s also the reason why I wanted to read Lolita, and when I came across an unabridged version in a second hand bookstore – I picked it up.

I’m not going to discuss what other people have said about it. It’s a controversial work (or was?) and probably elicits as many opinions as there are readers. I did come across one post where a reader described his understanding of the book through a forty year journey in his own life. He read it in his 20’s, 30’s, 40’s and 50’s and came across with a different ‘understanding’ on each read. I think that makes a lot of sense, as the reader takes away from a book (a good book at least) what ever it is that he or she brings in to it. The same can be said for music. Listening to a song when you’re younger will present you with different ’sounds’ than when you’re older. You’re going to grab different details depending on the time in your life. And this also explains why every person can come away with a different reading. There is no ‘correct’ interpretation in a sense, but rather an interpretation depending on your purpose and experience as a reader.

I’m going to reread it eventually. I found my interest peaked during the first third, wane during the second and then peak again in the last. I also took a look at the 1997 hollywood adaptation (with Jeremy Irons) and found myself reading, then catching up through the movie. Of course the movie omits substantial amounts of the story, but I suppose that’s expected when you have to condense such a broad work into a two hour time frame. Although I give the story the clichéd ‘two thumbs up’, what I’d like to touch on instead, are certain remarks in the closing statement about the book by the author himself.

In the afterword, Nabokov makes two statements that I found interesting -

As far as I can recall, the initial shiver of inspiration was somehow prompted by a newspaper story about an ape in the Jardin des Plantes who, after months of coaxing by a scientist, produced the first drawing ever charcoaled by an animal: this sketch showed the bars of the poor creature’s cage.” pg 282.

Whether they found it pornographic or not did not interest me. Their refusal to buy the book was based not on my treatment of the theme but on the theme itself, for there are at least three themes which are utterly taboo as far as most American publishers are concerned. The two others are: a Negro-White marriage which is a complete and glorious success resulting in lots of children and grandchildren; and the total atheist who lives a happy and useful life, an dies in his sleep at the age of 106.” pg 285

Regarding the first statement, what I found remarkable about this drawing (there is debate as to whether the drawing actually occurred and that Nabokov ‘made up’ this event …but it’s rather pointless to concern oneself with this because the importance is with the idea the author himself believes) was the idea that the ape could not envision anything further than the bars. This animals ‘mentality’ was limited to what was ‘primarily’ before him …not the crowds, the trees or the other animals, but instead the basic ‘in your face’ concept of what he sees, thinks about, and concerns him/herself with …through every captive day. The bars are the basic and simple view of a basic and simple animal …which to me represents the underlying primal vision of Nabokov’s main character, Humbert. (some have suggested that the caged ape is instead Lolita …”Lo a young captive” and Humbert “bought a bunch of bananas for [his] monkey [lolita]” – but there are other ape references that suggest the opposite as well …”she placed her trembling little hand on my ape paw” (pg 235) or “Show me your badge instead of shooting at my foot, you ape, you.” (pg 271) for example)

Humbert is both driven and consumed by this ‘basic’ vision …for when his ‘true love’ was lost during his childhood, he carried that hurt/despair/desire with him throughout his adult life. He could not put it aside. It engulfed him so completely that he could only act from it – letting it control both his adult relationships and his reasoning. He was no more above this impulse than an ape noticing its cage. Although Humbert was thoroughly schooled, educated and refined in social graces, he still surrendered to that primary, almost instinctual image/vision of love. It was an influential moment in his early life that set him on this path, and he was never able to escape its grasp as an adult. He knew at times he didn’t ‘fit’, and often lived his life between the lines of societal norms.

Which brings me to Nabokov’s second statement regarding taboo themes. Racism (in this case between White and Negro) is also based on a primal urge/emotion …the fear of something different or unknown. It too can be instilled at a young age, and when passed down or reinforced through tradition, it’s not uncommon for these early footings to persist into adulthood. To subsist naturally with adulthood and eventually society. Ditto for religion. A religious child rarely breaks from their initial learnings/teachings. They may stray occasionally, and they may grow to become prominent and respected adult figures, but their religious constitution persists, and they could no more conceive of a normal life occurring without God as a racist can envision a normal/healthy family existing across different genealogies.

Why (in America/Canada/the West) is a misguided sexual relationship taboo in much the same manner as a ‘Godless’ existence or the possibility of a happy/successful inter-racial family? Nabokov directs this question to American publishers – but of course publishers are typically the ‘mesenger’ for their readers …the people, and unfortunately the question is still largely unanswered more than fifty years later.

Lolita explores and addresses this ‘third theme’. Nabokov uses Clare Quilty to illustrate the monstrous extreme near which Humbert himself cautiously treads. He gives his character that opportunity to control what so completely dominates his life, eventually silencing that ’sound’ of Lolita, and allowing him to reshape his future.

“And soon I realized that all these sounds were of one nature….” (pg 280)

Religion and race are also of one nature …and their divergent extremes, no matter how eloquently displayed, can be equally monstrous.





MuSundays

23 06 2008

Well – a gig’s a gig they say.

The sucky thing about that statement is that it typically applies to a single gig …not really taking into account the possibility of more gigs. This is the case at On The Rocks. The Muskafa’s did a more than adequate job of winning over the crowd, the club and the promise of future Sundays (hereinafter known as ‘MuSundays’) but I think we had a hard time winning over ourselves …if that makes any sense.

There’s a lot of persistent little screw-ups that shouldn’t be happening, and along with the fact that we’ll be losing some players over the summer, it just doesn’t bode too well for getting things cleaned up. Don’t get me wrong, the band – as far as other bands go – sounds fine …it’s just that after almost 10 years it should sound better than fine. That’s the problem.  Or perhaps my expectations are too high?

Whatever the problem, it’s not like anyone else is really going to notice.


Amber





mints and miguel

21 06 2008

Today is a little warm.

Today I not only stupidly went for an hour run in the heat, but then I dressed in black and played outside for a wedding that happened a few hours later. It was a gig for Miguel, and unfortunately (luckily?) he couldn’t make it. The substitute trio was Victor and Marianella, which was fine, but after getting there we find out they want us to lead the kids and the bridal party to the alter – which of course means playing acoustic. This was bad cause I wasn’t told I needed my acoustic, so I had to run home. It turned out to be one of the longest 2 hour gigs that I’ve had to do recently. The songs were the same old crap, but just having to stand out in the sun/heat wearing black was making things very hot …and me very sleepy.

Last night with the Wafer Thin Mints was a little different. We did a single set at a place called ‘Haven’ – which is unfortunately situated in a not-so-desirable part of town. The club looked nice inside and the owner/management went through a lot to get the place ’spiffed’ up. I’m sure the plan is to bring in good clientele and eventually turn it into a top notch music room – but what’s that punchline …”location, location, location!” The club currently sits beside a massage parlor called Temptations (obviously legit) and a string of pawn shops. There’s also the Saxony that’s in close proximity. I mean, if GMCC Jasper Place Campus (the place I took music during the early 90’s that also housed art, television/film and dance programs) can’t bring the neighborhood around in terms of culture or style, then what hopes does one ’shoed-in’ basement type music venue legitimately stand? Time will tell I guess.

I’ll give it an A for trying …but there’s deeper problems in this part of town that require more than what the Haven can provide.


Marianella and Victor …at least they were happy!





arg and stuff…

20 06 2008

Greetings and salutations kids.

Let me start this post with a loud and resounding ‘Arg!’ Arg is that vocal thing you say when you’re tired and you’ve only more tiredness to look forward too. But it’s all good – and I’m not complaining. I’m just saying ARG! That’s all.

The ‘Man’ is stickin’ it to me hard lately. This week has been full days (with some extra hours at times) and lots of the physical stuff as well. That’s all fine really, it’s just that the weekends are busy with music so there really is no downtime. My next respite, in the form of a complete day of doing nothing, won’t happen till ….ha, just looking at my calendar, I’ve got no break till the middle of August sometime – maybe. Groan. Or rather, ARG.

During my travels I was out around Roundhill today – so I stopped by that old abandoned farm (that I previously took some pictures of) just to see what it’s like in the summer. It’s all right. It’s not as nice as it was in the winter when I was there, or maybe it was the hard sunlight that bleached things out a bit. But it was fine.

In my last post I griped about how the city likes to tear down older buildings all the time …well, it looks like they made one smart decision to restore the old Federal Building. It’s a cool looking place that reminds of something that might have been in Gotham City. Of course, if the building was on some scrap real estate and not at all connected with the Alberta Legislature then I’m quite certain it would see the front end of a wrecking ball ..or the back end – how ever you wish to envision your wrecking balls.

Slurpees are going down fast and furious lately too. They seem to be ‘lunch substitutes’ for me while at work – and that’s not always a good thing. Sometimes it is though! Just not always. I decided to stop in and do the blood-letting at my local CBS the other day, and my iron readings were just passible. This was done at the initial screening, and it was then that I realized I hadn’t really eaten anything that day. But the body was fine none the less, and my plasma was gratefully accepted. Just for the records, my BP was 121/68 and pulse at 38. They had to retake the pulse, which then became 37 …but on the third attempt it made 40bpm – which is the minimum required to donate. Yea me. Maybe I should cut down on some cardio?


just a little photoshop ;-)





alberta plates

19 06 2008

It seems Alberta is in the mood for a change.

The current license plate has been around since 1984 and has enjoyed one of its longest periods of ‘non-change’. Not for much longer however. The province has gone to public opinion in efforts to remake the plate into something a little more modern …something that represents Alberta as it stands today. It’ll have an extra letter/digit to keep up with our population growth (read: vehicle usage), while the logo (presently a wild rose) and catch phrase ‘wild rose country’ are on the chopping block. Suggestions have been rolling in …and aside from maintaining the status quo, the best runner-up to date appears to be ‘Alberta – Strong and Free‘.

‘Strong and Free’ is nice – lol, it keeps people from forgetting that we’re not ‘Weak and Captive’, but more importantly, it affirms our most important values as a society …strength and freedom. Hummm, I guess. I mean – I suppose I’m always thinking about strength and freedom cause ….well, just because I am strong. And free. I guess. ???!!? Maybe?

I don’t get it.

Anyway, we’re a big city, and big cities change. Big cities tear down old buildings to make room for new ones – that’s how you grow after-all isn’t it? What makes change easier though, is not having any culture. Sure we try to have culture …but our culture is rather fleeting – much like our license plate. Now that I think about it, perhaps change is our culture!? Now it all makes sense ;-)

Here’s my two cents for the vehicle moniker …I figured it was pretty straight forward!


The derrick logo was borrowed from ‘Lonestar Men’s Lacrosse’





secrets

18 06 2008

A new tune …click below.

Details/lyrics on the ‘Music (new)’ page, and I finally put up the .pdf file for that lead-sheet of the Old Chowowa Blues if anyone is interested. It too is on the ‘Music (new)’ page – or here.