Despite The Blindness

2 11 2009

It was my final gig with DTB tonight.

It’s kinda sad in a way, but at the same time my decision to leave is an attempt to free up time for my own stuff …and the group needs someone who can give a lot more than I can when it comes to writing/gigging etc.  Leo and James are great guys, and as much as I’m the BEST BASS PLAYER ON THE PLANET (wink wink) I know they’re going to find a more than suitable replacement.  They’ve written some fine songs, have more than enough skillz as musicians and over time should have success with their new album …of which I’m going to contribute bass tracks too!

They’ve been hard at it in the studio lately too, and James will be sending me some rough mixes shortly.  It’s material we’ve been playing for the last few months or so and I expect to lay down lines similar to what I’ve been doing.  We’ll see when I get some more time to hear things …but it should be fun.  One of their new songs is called Passenger (I’ve included a small sample below from this last gig).  Some other tunes are quite heavy, some have slap, some latin, some with smooth stuff …it’s quite a mixture actually, but if done well, should easily draw attention.  That’s the hope of course.

But yeah …it was fun for the time it lasted.  They are great people …and I wish them the best.  I know they have the organization/dedication to make something of it in the long run, and if they ever need a bass sub for a gig they have my number!

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Despite The Blindness - me with James and Leo :) ....and thanks to Crystal for the pic!





things…

24 10 2009

A 12-14 year old slightly overweight kid was in the 7-11 tonight filling up a huge 52 oz. jug with some Slurpee brand slurpee product and I, being amazed by the size of this mug remarked… “That’s a LOT of slurpee!”  He quickly replied… “You buy the cup for $8 but then the refills are only $1.89!”  What a deal -lol.  Just for rough comparison that’s over 200g of sugar – the near equivalent of a 2L bottle of Coke. (click)  And yes, I was there getting a girl sized slurpee myself because heck, I deserve it once in while.

After a swim this morning, I was in the locker room and some kids were running around whipping each other with their towels.  A childhood memory rushed back…. it was in grade 7 gym class when my friend whipped my nads with his towel.  I think I cried.  I might have gone home.  I probably hated him for a while.  Now that I think about it, that may have been the reason why I didn’t mind stealing his girlfriend in grade 9.  Then again, I probably did him a favor.

The Puffy Chair‘ was a neat movie.  I kinda liked it because it wasn’t too predictable, but the whole romance thing got me depressed after a while.  Not to ruin any endings (spoiler alert …but it’s still a good rental none-the-less) but I’m glad things didn’t end up all lovey-dovey like most might have.  It’s by the Duplass Brothers.  As a bonus, it had a great Spoon song in it …That’s the Way We Get By.  Sweet.

I got one of those hair-cut things today too.  I don’t mind the Hot Razor cause anyone there seems to do a fine job …it’s close, they’re accommodating especially on Saturdays, and it’s not way over priced like some other places.  I typically ask for the ‘number 2′ on the sides and back but this girl, who I think was kinda new, said she doesn’t use the guides on her razor …like it would be cheating or something.  That was weird.  It worked out fine though.  Strangely enough she didn’t use any water either.  She did mention that I had a lot of hair.  I countered with something like ‘for now, yeah..’ but she reassured me that if I didn’t start loosing it when I was in my 30’s then it was a safe bet I’d keep it for a while.  Although, I am considering the shaved head thing again.

Then again, maybe not.

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circa 1994





breasts! (turkey and stroke)

28 09 2009

There’s some things you just don’t forget …like riding a bike.  Add swimming to that list as well.

I hit the pool the last few days and it actually felt good.  My front crawl sucks cause my pacing is waaaay off, but the breast stroke seems fine and relaxed.  I kinda missed it in a way.  The contacts didn’t though …but the body did.  I used to do the swimming/water thing back in the WWP days of my life.  I was there a long time now that I think about it, 2 years full-time and 4.5 in total.  Made some great friends that I’m still in touch with as well …but as far as getting out in the water, I just haven’t been motivated.  Looking back I’ve probably had enough chlorine to last my lifetime anyway.  But getting in the pool again was fun and I’m looking forward to making it somewhat of a regular thing …especially over the winter.

Of course biking to work, working on legs (and triceps) at the gym and then waking 4 or 5 k’s through the evening didn’t help with any ‘leg recovery’.  I’m planning a trip out to Tisdale this weekend (yea …no gigs!) and don’t plan to do a whole lot physically, so maybe that’s why I’m stacking things up.  Mom is having an early Thanksgiving Day supper for me when I’m there ….lol, which is funny cause she always ignores meals with my sisters who live in the same small town …and she’s doing the whole nine yards as well …turkey, cabbage rolls – even pies!

Yeah I know …I’m the special boy ;)





Mount Rundle

16 09 2009

My scramble up Mt. Rundle was a success this time around.

I managed to get up early, took lots of water/food and made sure I didn’t tire myself out too much the night before.  Having done all that, it really wasn’t a big physical feat.  From trial head to summit was about 3 hours and I was never all that tired.  I pushed though …but not to any extreme.  After I had rested for about 45 min. at the top, another climber came up.  I’m pretty sure I was the first one up that day as I didn’t see anyone in front of me, and this other climber was kinda surprised to find me there.  He suggested (and asked nicely) if I wouldn’t mind going down with him just in case he (or I) decided to perish which meant that at least somebody would be around to tell what happened.  I supposed it was a good idea.

Anyway, his name was Detlev Swoboda and he was currently on a solo, cross-Canada biking expedition.  He started in Halifax back in May and was on his way to Vancouver and possibly into the US.  He’s originally from Germany and currently lives in Perth, Australia as a teacher of some sort.  The incredible thing is that this guy is 56 years old!  He does 100km on average per/day and after this climb, was on his bike again the next day heading off to the hostel at Lake Louise.  It was actually nice going back down with him …he went slower than I would normally and as a result my knees didn’t get too sore.  He had a lot of fascinating stories as well, and has been traveling/hiking all over the world since he was young.  He’s not rich, but is fortunate enough to be able to work for a while and then take the time off.  A really interesting guy, and I’m glad I got the chance to hang with him for a while.

The climb was great though.  I was actually excited when I was close to the top …and I don’t usually get too excited about things.  I think I posted something earlier about life being a journey and not a destination.  This trip couldn’t have rang more true.  I’m glad I was able to pull it off though.  Yea me …and I put together a little movie with my camera – it’s not much but at least it’s a keep-sake of sorts.

As far as the gig goes, that was fine as well.  Thursday was the slowest, Friday was much better and Saturday was a blast.  We all had friends who came out as well which made things even busier.  I decided to drink on the Saturday night (the night after the climb) and it didn’t take a whole lot for me to start feeling a little tipsy.  Just a little mind you.  But I held it together though.  Heck, after how many years of playing the same songs …you’d think I could play them in my sleep by now.

Let’s hope it never comes to that though.

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L-R: Am, Marge, P-Drum, Katlin, Ceej.





Facebook

23 08 2009

I deleted my Facebook profile today.

It was a decision that was many months in the making but it ultimately came down to a matter of reclaiming computer time – time that I needed for other more important things.  Generally that time consists of (and in no particular order) blog updates and posts, email (both personal and business), general information/research surfing, offline activities (music recording/composition, writing, song rehearsing/learning) as well as general application use and miscellaneous/maintenance time.  Combined, it’s quite a bit – more than I had thought actually …and Facebook simply carved a chunk out of that for no real purpose.  I’m an active guy too, and I have a hard time physically confining myself to my computer for too long.  It makes me icky …so something had to give – and better it than me.

Facebook is great if you use it for a specific goal and if that goal is important to you.  It was wonderful to hear from friends that I’ve lost touch with for example …and to see what their lives have brought them, both good and bad.  It was great to get a note or short comment from someone whom you rarely see but who means (meant) a lot to you.  It’s wonderful to see pictures and videos of friends and their families especially when distance or circumstance makes meeting often impossible.  After being on it for over 2 years though, I think I’ve caught up with anyone I need to catch up with.  If I haven’t, then it’s safe to say I don’t need to.

As its popularity expanded so did its use …and being in the business of music I’ve had to put up with many of my friends using the technology for advertising and promotion.  Some other stuff that got to me were the constant event and cause invitations, boring video and link suggestions, annoying ‘game’ and self-promotional status updates as well as updates that are too serious and/or out of place to be posted publicly to strangers …basically not funny and not thought provoking. Also bad pictures (a pet-peeve of mine is when people can’t be bothered to edit/crop their photos) stupid group formations and having to hear whose becoming a fan of them, posting anything without first thinking about it …the list goes on of course.  Certainly there’s good stuff in there as well, but by limiting the bad information you get from friends without actually deleting them (which I’ve steadily done over the last few months) I eventually would have whittled things down to a handful of people …and it’d be the ones that I see all the time anyway.  I’ve made contact with those I wanted to – and if our friendships (…that word has been stained I’m afraid) is of any substance, then we’ll keep in touch.

I’m more of a stick-to-himself kinda guy …and Facebook ultimately requires you to branch out and expose yourself.  If you’re not comfortable with that, then you remove yourself from much of what the social networking tool has to offer.  It was fun at times …and I posted many pictures and videos that I’m sure will be missed by those tagged.  I still have them of course …and if someone wants them then they’ll give me a call and we’ll get together over a nice beverage and exchange those old memories.

After all, that’s what friends do.
Isn’t it?

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Looperman.com

20 07 2009

Hey kids ….I deleted my profile over at Looperman.com.

It’s a ’six of one half dozen of another’ thing but the short of it is that the site, as another poster mentioned, is getting a bit too ‘clicky‘ for me.  I’ve followed many threads over my 2 plus years there and have seen different members come and go …and it appears I’ll be no different.

Usually it’s a case of the moderators keeping a watch on things, but for a while I feel it’s been certain moderators that have contributed to the problems …I don’t fault them for being who they are, but I do fault them for not separating their personal feelings from their responsibilities to other members, new members and to the site in general.  Other ones have remained silent …which is often worse than speaking up.

Anyway, I wish everyone on the site well.

I’ll of course continue to post different loops to my download page and possibly find another place to move my stuff to …eventually I suppose.  I still plan to separate all the individual sounds from each loop as well – perhaps offering a ‘pack’ of sorts as the Looperman admin has been procrastinating on. I’ve had some great support in the form of reviews too that, honestly, kept me working at things when I didn’t always want to …so thanks everyone, I’ll miss that I’m sure.  But doors open and close all the time, and I’m not too worried.

I just ordered their first-run t-shirt too …(lol) but I’m sure it’ll fit just right :)

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a little more free time

30 06 2009

Two days ago I got up to my alarm clock.  I shut it off, and then was tickled by the thought that I technically don’t have to turn the thing on again until that last week of August.  Yea for me :)

Work for the Man has officially moved from ‘driver’ to ‘repairer’ (the Baritone Doctor …you know him and love him) and as a result I luckily get to set my own hours at work for the summer.  Although that’s not always great (I like to procrastinate and set myself up for loooong days) it does mean that I can saunter into the shop and then leave at whatever time I need.  I do of course have a quota to meet (the Baritones seem a little thick this summer too btw) but I can do them any day/time I choose …more or less.  Sunday’s are nice for example ….ditto with weeknights.  But yeah, the alarm is officially off.

This last weekend was sorta busy.  Did some playing with King Muskafa and the Wafer Thin Mints …and also got to some outdoor shows.  They sometimes call Edmonton ‘Festival City‘ (‘city of champions‘ too …but not lately) as there’s always something going on.  The Works and the Edmonton International Jazz Festival are happening as I type – why everything is allowed to overlap doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to me however …we only have so many ’summer’ days available, so we tend to jam everything into a small time frame and the result is an over-saturation that hurts both the performers as well as the shell-shocked audience.  But they’ll keep jammin’ them in there though …I suppose.  Much will be missed, as there’s only so much one person can see.  This time around I saw my buddies Karen and Joel and also caught some tunes from Ian Alleyne.

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Karen Porkka

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Ian Alleyne

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Joel Gray

As for the important question …the answer seems to be placebo.  Yep, my study with the U of A Neurobiology Dept. came to an end today with my final fast/ultrasound/questionnaire/your-check’s-in-the-mail visit and it was revealed to me that I was actually on the placebo.  That’s good news …sorta.  Good because I feel less violated, but bad because I was hoping to use the anti-depressant as an excuse for not finding the motivation to get a bunch of music stuff done.  Oh well …here’s to some nose-to-the-grindstone efforts in the near future.

As a creative plus however, I have been getting out more and more with the new camera and I really like the new (old) Nikkor AF 75-300mm lens I picked up recently.  Extended it looks quite menacing, but it allows me to stay around 5 ft. back from my subject while still getting in close.  This is nice for pictures of flowers with bugs on them.  Yep, I hate bugs.  Bees/wasps especially.  Anyway, it also makes me realize I need to put some more effort into the actual shots – in particular, start using a tripod if I’m going to have the macro function engaged at all.  Even in good lighting, the subject (while in a close-up mode) dances all around my viewfinder.  A tripod will fix this …Im hoping.  Here’s a sunset thingy taken a short while back …clicking on it will get you to my Flickr! site where I’ve posted a few other favorites.

Tomorrow is Canada Day too …maybe I’ll get a few fireworks pics?  I really have no excuse not to seeing as my house is only blocks from the launching site.  I’m sure I’ll find one though…

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dtb, ar and i coristi

7 06 2009

The long and winding weekend comes to smooth finish kids.

DTB did a little ditty at this club in the southside that I played at before …so when I asked the sound dude who’s been there for almost 15 years what some of the past names this club has been he mentioned one I remembered but it was just before his time.  Lol – you know you’re old when…

The AR’s did the latin thing as well and I guess the sub I lined up for my one set absence was apparently the ‘tip of the iceburg’ for different events that unfolded throughout the night.  It got back on course the next night however, but it still leaves some issues somewhat unresolved.  I think it stems back to these concerns …but hey, how boring would life be without the drama!

Finally, I stopped in for the first half of the I Coristi Chamber Choir final performance of their schedule.  It was at the First Presbyterian Church (downtown …happily a 6 min. bike to and about a 3 min. bike back from my place) and I went on the suggestion of a friend(s) of mine who sings bass in the group, Alden.  I was impressed!  Not only did it sound good, but it seems that Choral music is something I enjoy …especially when preformed vocally.  Alden’s wife Ariane is a soprano in the group and it was them (the sopranos) that actually grabbed my attention.  I had to check with him at intermission as to whether they’re kinda like the lead vocals in pop groups …the things you hear first that sort of set the tone for the rest of what you hear.  He confirmed this …they are the prominent and typically most influential part of the group.  Makes sense.

Glad I went though …and I’ll have to pick up a CD the next time I see him.  The group is on their way to the Eisteddfod festival in Wales this summer.  Good luck :)

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i Coristi Chamber Choir - Image from icoristi.com





the moment

27 05 2009

Make us aware, O Lord, that life is a journey, not a destination, and happiness not ‘there’ but ‘here’, not ‘tomorrow’ but ‘today’.

I like this statement …it was part of a larger prayer that was used to begin and end rehearsals in one of the bands that I’ve been playing with.  It’s a long story.  I’m not religious though, and I don’t regularly associate with any church, organized celebration or worship.  During the prayer I listened of course, as the words represent ideas common to both religious and non-religious alike.  They’re simply words after all …once they’re in your head they’re yours!

One of the last poems I wrote, ‘the world starts here…‘, was an attempt at expressing this same thing.  This idea, that a moment should be given more importance than anything else, is certainly not new.  We often get caught up in goals and destinations …and in our haste to accomplish/reach these markers, we inadvertently neglect that which is around us.  In our quest for something, we often sacrifice something else.  The problem however, is that we fail to appreciate what it was that we missed …what we sacrificed.  It’s hard to see at times.  Much like blinders on a horse, our sight is intentionally focused, and although we might convince ourselves our aim’s not exclusive, it’s rarely the case.  Consider a simple example…

Let’s say that I’ve decided to take my adorable niece out to a park so we can hang for the afternoon.  I make plans …what time to leave, what to bring, what to do while were there, how long to stay etc.  Suddenly, something goes awry.  Perhaps the car we’re driving in has a problem?  Maybe the park is too busy?  Maybe the food I planned to bring isn’t at all what she likes?  There are a million things to go wrong, and when something doesn’t happen according to my plans (which are for the perfect day) then that perfect day is compromised.  The ‘fun’ that I had planned never materializes …and consequently the day is ruined.

It needn’t be of course, not if I allowed for the possibility of something else to occur.  Not if I accept the idea that things don’t necessarily have to go the way I would like them to go, and that I might still have a great time just being with my niece in the first place – taking on whatever it is that life throws our way.  It needn’t be a single day either, and you can apply the same idea to long-term goals as well.  In fact, it’s the long-term goals that can suffer most because they involve substantially more planning and commitment.

When long-term goals are thwarted it’s a big let down.  It happens often.  The thing to keep in mind though is that life always provides you with other opportunities – you just have to be open to them.  They’re there, but you’re unaware because you’re locked in on whatever it is that your attention’s centered on.  If you can take a step back from things, you’ll most likely discover other opportunities …and some that may even get you to your same goal – or others that get you to a different goal?!  And this all leads to the idea that, in many cases, it’s not really the goal that’s important as much as the process itself.  This is what we miss when we become things like obsessive, single-minded, over-zealous or inflexible.  You simply have to be aware that other things are going on …and they’re not unimportant things.  There’s a bigger picture kids …and we owe it to ourselves to consider it from time to time.

The neat thing about getting older I suppose, is the ability to recognize this.  And not only just to recognize it, but to plan activities that actually consider these other opportunities.  You realize that end goals are, and should be, sometimes more vague than precise.  They should often function as guides and not as the ‘be-all-end-all’ of any exercise or ambition …encouraging the ‘here’, not ‘there’ – the ‘today’, not ‘tomorrow’.  The other thing about getting older is that you honestly see that life really is a journey.  And whether you feel it’s the only one, the start of another or perhaps even predestined  …it’s how you approach it that ultimately affects what you get out of yours.

It unfortunately makes you aware of its brevity as well :(





una mas

26 04 2009

Well, it was an interesting evening.

Usually when the entertainment value is high the musical element takes a back seat – and visa versa.  Of course the sweet gigs are the ones when you excel in both …but sometimes beggars can’t be choosers.  So we choose entertainment tonight.   Of course when the club buys the band Corona’s and tequila shooters and you happen to have a little mexican piano player in your ranks who thinks that’s pretty swell then hey, when in Rome.  Or maybe Puerto Vallarta I suppose.  Doesn’t really matter, it was all good …at least until we hit Careless Whisper – then you just didn’t care anymore.

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From left to right; El Rojo, Pollo Loco and El Hefe ...in that slightly inhibriated order. Can you spot the Mexican? (hint - he's the one smiling)