Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Well, my little brother G- finally made it here, after 11 days of travel from Afghanistan. And then, of course, his luggage got lost. Gotta love flying during the holidays.
The next day we finally did our whole family Xmas thing- we figured that this was the first time in at least 5 years that all three of us kids have been together for Xmas. My brothers J- and G- spent some quality time playing Madden on XBox- that really brought back memories, as they used to spend hours playing that game when we were younger. J-'s wife T-, in the background, looks totally thrilled, but I guess I just enjoyed seeing my brothers hanging out together again.
And Santa was good to me, present-wise, as well: check out this awesome coffee table book on Norwegian Black Metal (and thanks to S- who several months ago told me about this book so I could put it on my Amazon wish list).
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Made it just over the border into Indiana today, before the black ice conditions forced me to stop for the night. Listened to all kinds of tunes on the way- Tricky, Gorgoroth and Bloodhound Gang, how's that for variety?
Tonight I'm staying at a Hampton Inn. I pay more than I should because they have an awesome breakfast spread.
For dinner I had McDonald's and a couple of beers. Now I'm watching a TV show about morbidly obese people. I'm going to get a gym membership next spring, I swear.
Here's a silly-ass Bloodhound Gang video that inspired me to buy a couple of their albums last night. Be sure to listen carefully to the lyrics. And, I think the singer is pretty cute, go figure. Over and out.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Having broken my old glasses in an unfortunate incident (note to self: do not set glasses on bed prior to a roll in the hay), I bought some new ones this week. They're basically the same as the old ones but with a heavier, more purplish frame. They probably cost more than my car is worth, but what the hell, I like them.
It's a phrase that has been going through my head a lot lately, especially as I consider some of the choices (mistakes?) I've made in my past.
See how thoughtful I look in the photo above? That's because I'm considering this awesomely deep topic while I suck down a smoke in the bizarrely spring-like weather we're having today. And what does my heart want right now? It wants a big bowl of Eby's Butterfinger ice cream. Especially if it has a little statue of a viking on top.
Friday, December 12, 2008
When I was in high school, the only place to see metal videos was on MTV's Headbanger's Ball, which was on Saturdays from 10pm- 1am, as I recall. Even then, you pretty much had to sit through two hours and forty-five minutes of shit and maybe you would get a Sacred Reich or Coroner video at the end (above is my fave Coroner video from those days). As a result, Headbanger's Ball was more of an excuse for me to invite guys over so we could make out on the couch, than a way to find out about new bands (sorry Mom and Dad!). Word of mouth was the primary way to find new tunes, and bootlegged concert videos were about the only visual accompaniments.
Now, thanks to YouTube, I can watch all kinds of super hardcore black metal stuff and about anything else I could possibly want to listen to. And I do like to watch big Norwegian guys shake their manes around while screaming about Satan, too. Take these two videos, for instance: you would never find Gorgoroth or Cradle of Filth looking all awesome like this on stupid MTV.
And believe me, there are hundreds more videos like this to peruse. I'm glad I finally figured this out, as I'm finally kind of getting bored with playing Rock Band 2, and I need another evening unwinding activity to replace it.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Over break, my brother J- continued a long tradition of playing awesome horror movies for me; this time around we saw the Quentin Tarantino/ Robert Rodriguez flick "Death Proof." There was a lot of your typical Tarantino back-and-forth witty dialog, punctuated by some of the most well-done gore I have seen in ages. For example, the above clip is the big car accident scene, and I must have watched it 20 times by now. It's awesome.
I was thinking though, that there is a very appropriate and excellent song that is missing from Tarantino's otherwise great soundtrack choices: "Highway Star" by Deep Purple. I mean, the lyrics are perfect for describing the "Death Proof" car:
Nobody gonna take my car
Im gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
Its gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh its a killing machine
Its got everything
Like a driving power big
Fat tyres and everything
Better yet would be the Type O Negative cover (I know, I'm a rock heathen). Click above and savor the greatness, would you please?