Friday, November 12, 2004

What the FCC?

Evidently the FCC has put the fear of fines into about 20 ABC affiliates. These were to scared to air "Saving Private Ryan" yesterday- VETERAN'S DAY...

NEW YORK (AP) "More than 20 ABC affiliates around the country, including two in Ohio, have announced that they won't take part in the network's Veterans Day airing of "Saving Private Ryan," saying the acclaimed film's violence and language could draw sanctions from the Federal Communications Commission."

Check out the link for the full story...

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Veteran's Day....

I'm sure that just about every person in America has had a family member in a branch of the military. For me, it was my uncle and my grandfather... and Chris. Here are some cartoonists from around America expressing there feelings about Veteran's Day... just click to view

Michael DeAdder, Halifax,Nova Scotia

Paul Conrad, LA Times Syndicate

Ed Stein, Rocky Mountain News, Co

Mike Keefe, Denver Post

Steve Breen, San Diego Union Trib

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Resident Genius Yahoo Group

Well I strted up a club for the boys on Yahoo. What the heck, right? They are already all over the internet and it's just one more place to find them. Here are their various links... Just click on them to go:

Resident Genius Yahoo Group

Resident Genius Webpage

Jason's Blog- You Can't Blow Up A Social Relationship

Resident Genius Myspace

Listen to the band HERE

Monday, November 08, 2004

Let's Try This Again....

For some reason or another this post wouldn't stay up. Here we go again...

Aug 10, 2004
I went to see The Goonies this weekend. Yup- THE GOONIES…at the Route 66 Drive In on Saturday night. It was a blast! You must understand that I adore this movie- it’s pure magic for me. It was at the end of my 6th grade school year when it came out in the theatres. I’d had a half-day from school and it was pouring down rain. My friend Di Di and I went to see the matinee at the now defunct Fox theatre. We loved the movie so much that we hid in the bathroom after the show and snuck back in to see it 2 more times ( a trick that served me well throughout my teen years).
I remember wondering if it was really possible to have an adventure like that? An adventure filled with crooks & pirates, chases & puzzles, waterfalls & jewels; An adventure in which you start out as just a kid and end up a hero (or at least a bit more grown-up); An adventure with people who will become your friends forever.

I went to see the movie with a good friend- Trish, two friends I’m still getting to know- Ella, and Bekah (who had never seen the movie), and a new friend- Alex. Ella organized this little adventure- Trish had been telling me I needed to have an "Ella movie experience". Ella drives a pickup, which is perfect for drive-in movie viewing. She threw a big rug and pillows in the truck-bed, and I supplied the blankets. Trish, Alex, and I made a little nest and hunkered down for the ride. We were never really sure if it was illegal to ride in the truck bed or not, but just to be safe we kept low. It was exciting and a little bit dangerous, and we felt like little kids doing something naughty.
Covered in the huge wool blanket that had once adorned my mother’s bed in college, we looked up at the passing streetlamps. City streets, once familiar, took on a whole new life. Trying to guess where we were, by the dips in the road and the tree canopy overhead, was a refreshing perspective.
We made a pit stop at Shop-n-Save to load up on drinks and snacks. The store is in Jerome jurisdiction and there were cops in the parking lot. Not knowing whether we were legal in the truck or not, and not wanting to deal with Johnny Law, Ella swung around the back of the store to drop us off. Trying to play it stealthy turned into slapstick for me. As I attempted to dismount from the truck, I ended up falling back in. (Note to self: no horseback riding any time soon).
The night was cool and everyone except Alex had a hoodie. I gave him my leather to wear. Something about the protective armor of a leather jacket makes you walk a bit taller. As we walked into the store we all commented on Alex’s attire. Bekah eventually turned this into the idea that he was “Lexi Ramone”: the long lost English Ramone brother. “Lexi” ended up keeping us in stitches later that night with running commentary-in full cockney- on the film and it’s characters.
After purchasing our bevvies and enough candy to make Willy Wonka proud, we loaded back into Ella’s truck. Living dangerously, (ha-ha) we did this in plain view of the entire Shop-n-Save parking lot. Feeling a bit nostalgic for the 80’s in theme with the movie, the short ride to the drive-in was filled with songs: Paula Abdul and the theme to The Never Ending Story.
Ella found a prime spot in the lot for us to park the truck- right up front. She and Bekah filed in with the bevies and we made ourselves cozy.

We had a ball! Everyone was remembering favorite quotes and scenes from the movie as it went a long:
“We’ll let you in Chunk, but you gotta do the Truffle-Shuffle!”
“bootytrap”…”boobytrap”…”That’s what I say! Bootytrap!”
“Baby Ruuuuuth?”
“That’s their time up there…but this is OUR time down here!”
“Hey yooouuu guuuyyys!”
All this culminating into a big sing- along for the movie’s theme song “Good Enough” by Cyndi Lauper.
Later that night Alex made his way into the Underground city Tavern. I was sitting at the bar drinking a Red Bull watching him come down the stairs. In true Goonies fashion I was compelled to yell…
”Alex! Alex! That’s their time up there…BUT THIS IS OUR TIME DOWN HERE!”
Alex and I had to yell it all over again in unison- people were staring at us like we were sharing some bizarre inside joke (which we were). Funny thing is, the manager of UCT Brian Riley, was watching our little exchange. He had seen Trish, Alex and I earlier that night at the Black Ice & Timmys show and knew we were going to see The Goonies. With a big smile he said that “this is our time down here” is a great quote from our generation. Brian said he is going to use it in next weeks print ads for the Underground. That will put a smile on my face.

It’s funny to think that a movie I saw when I was 12 can still stir up the same emotions nearly 20 years later. The Goonies is still magical for me. Like Peter Pan, the Wizard of Oz, or Star Wars is for some. I could see it a thousand more times and be transported back into my 12 year old-mind enjoying the adventure; An adventure with pirates and puzzles and friends; An adventure where you start out a kid and end up…all grown-up.

Next movie I want to see at the Drive In: The Dark Crystal

I Heart Lowbrow Art (& Kustom Kulture)...

For those of you who know me it comes as no surprise that I love rockabilly. In the course of my internet searches on this subject, I've found a lot of websites that I enjoy checking out. I've found a lot of really obscure galleries and art collections. The whole Lowbrow art movement, rockabilly (well, and punk, too), & kustom Kulture stuff seem to go hand-in-hand. Here is a link to my rockabilly club and some of my favorite sites for cool art and random silliness....

My Club: Rockbilly In The Midwest

La Luz de Jesus ... I love it! They have work by Aaron Marshall, who is one of my favorites.

Roq LaRue ... This gallery is in Seattle. Check out the Monster-a-go-go exhibit.

Outre'... These folks have great exhibits and you can order art books from their site.

Excellent Virtu-florida-art-gallery ...They have all the Neo Kaiju figurines on display!

Juxtapoze... A great magazine with new and oldschool lowbrow/pop/graphic artists.

Order Posters:
Gig Posters ...Amazing and unique concert posters.
Poster Pop ... Resource for Shag, Kozik, VonFranco, and more.

Check Out:
World Wide Retro ... Find and list events, get cool graphics and pinups, and you can even chat!

Atomic Magazine ...Lists cool events, pinups, venues and a gallery.
Sparechange Magazine ...Always the classic! Music, cars, pinups, album reviews and cool artwork.

Praise The Lowered ...Buy everything from Luchador (Mexican wrestler) bean-bag chairs to a "praise the lowered" Jesus T-shirt. Suh-Weet.

Trophy Queen... You can get great "tuck and roll" upholstered bags and guitar straps here. They aren't cheap, but they are unique handmade gifts you can customize.

Heavens No!...For the baby 'billy in the family. Tiny-flame bowling shirts and hand painted china shoes are the order here.

I Have A Curse...

This is actually an old post from the last time I tried to do this blog thingy. It's kinda funny, so I thought I'd post it again with some updates.

I have a curse. It's not an evil curse. It's not even necessarily a painful curse, but it is a curse none the less. Wanna know what it is?..........Bass Players.
Yup! Bass Players. Electric and upright- in punk, rockabilly, metal, indie, jazz, & alt-country bands. No matter what I do I am cursed with dating bassists.
It started in highschool, and now I'm 31. I think there have been a total of 3 boyfriends in that period who haven't played in drop D. One played mandolin-the other two played guitar. It's become such a running joke, that my girlfriends have offered to pay for me to have f-holes tattooed on my backfor my 30th birthday present.
It MUST be a curse. It has to be because this is the way it always happens: I meet a nice fella, everything is going great. When I finally get around to going over to his place BAM! There is a bass sitting in the corner of his living room (me:"Oh, gee ...I had no idea you played bass...." eyeroll). I can't escape it- I've tried to no avail. I am currently dating a bassist at the moment. We have been together for the last year and a half, and when I met him I had no idea he was...a bass player.

***Note: At least his band actually plays orignals (and an occasional, obscure, cover or two). Resident Genius just got picked up by Thick Records a small punk label outta Chicago with bands like the methadones, the Blue Meanies, and The Gadjits . I'm so proud of them! Now they can put the Howard Zinn split-album out...YAY!!!!

Don't get me wrong, there isn't anything wrong with the fella who likes to play the low-rhythm-end. It's just a curiosity-a peculiarity if you will-or a curse. I have a great love of music. My favorite thing to do is to go to a show and see a great band play. I'll drive for hours to get to a good show. I think the fact that so much of my free time revolves around music must be tied to the cause of this entrapment. The thing is, it's not any ONE type of music I listen to. It crosses all genres. I do have a tendency to pick out the bass line in any song, though. I mean I grew up being a dancer and a singer- I play no instruments myself. Do I pick out the bass line because it sets the rhythm for dance, or because I've spent endless hours at band practices picking out my boyfriend's parts in songs? Is it nature or nurture? Whatever...It's still a curse.