I was seventeen. I was in love with some girl I can't remember now. I was young and cocky. I wore T-shirts with slogans on them, put on button-up shirts overtop of them without buttoning anything and left the whole thing untucked. I wore friendship bracelets on my wrists. I blow-dried my hair with my head hanging upside down so that my hair would be really tall.
I ate Kellogg's Raisin-Bran for breakfast. I had a Snickers bar and a Dr. Pepper for lunch. I usually skipped dinner due to extra-curricular activities. I worked at the drugstore to make money to drive my 1980 blue 4-cylinder Volvo Stationwagon with a rumble seat in the back.
So, over the past 24 hours, an idea has been brewing in my head for a type of new musical product that we can collaborate on in developing. This idea is based on recent ongoings and changes in the music industry, consumer habits, and my experiences at Best Buy.
My concept is for a new type of musical audio product that functions as a cross between prerecorded album, old-time radio, and soap opera.
In my opinion, the reason that album sales have been falling isn't just due to file sharing. It's due to a couple other reasons as well , including 1) Lack of good product and 2) A shift in consumer dollar spend to other cost-like software entertainment products (DVD, games). File sharing does make an impact because the music industry's primary sales target has always been 18-34, and those are the techies who are now burning and sharing, of course. However, if you've got $20 are you going to window shop it on an album or on a movie? Right. So here comes the new idea.
Yep, by popular demand (OK, two people) I've uploaded The Right Of Way. This was Wayward Sun's second album, and number seven on Justin's list of what it's about darn time for. I'll be putting a bit more history up on my weblog regarding the making of this album later, but for now, here are the songs. Special thanks to Justin Timpane for going through the painstaking effort of ripping, fixing, de-noisifying, and encoding these files.
Well.. There are things in life you wait for and seem to ever be on the cusp of happening.
So, as we approach the last month before those guilt filled promises we call New years resolutions, I have 20 things I think its about time get taken care of.FEEL FREE TO REPLY WITH MORE!
ITS ABOUT DARN TIME: (in no particular order)
1) Sam Graber put up some music for me to download.
2) I get around to updating timpane.com
3) Matt released a collection of some sort.
4) The movie theatre stopped showing commercials.
5) Sledge Hammer! returned to the airwaves.
6) I wrote another screenplay.
I thought you might be interested in the results from my first three weeks on Atkins:
Dropped 12 pounds from 240 to 228.
Lost (almost) two inches on my waist. Curiously, my hips and chest are just about the same size as when I started -- too large :).
So I learned something new Thursday...
My son, Elijah, loves devilled eggs!
I thought about this for a few minutes, and realized why.
Little children love bright-colored food, particularly reds and yellows. Devilled eggs, if properly prepared with mustard included, have very bright yellow yolks, that are then sprinkled with bright red Paprika.
Kind of exciting, that. I prepared two-dozen devilled eggs this afternoon, and remembered why I like them so much. Immediately after I made them, there are... two dozen minus three :)
"No diet will remove all the fat from your body because the brain is entirely fat. Without a brain, you might look good, but all you could do is run for public office."
-George Bernard Shaw
Although I realize that people are allowed to have differing opinions on Atkins-type diets, such as the South Beach Diet, Somersizing, Cave Man, etc., it really bugs me when articles completely distort the truth.
My mother has often told me a story from my childhood about myself that I will relate here, although I have no first-hand memory of it.
My mother was attempting to potty-train me. In those days, around 1975, although disposable diapers were catching on, they were still expensive compared to using old-fashioned cloth diapers. I was raised to the cloth, I guess ;)
Those of you who know me well know that I am very literal-minded. Although I have grand dreams and aspirations, I'm very grounded in the real world; I tend to take things very literally. It often impacts my comedic timing, because I won't realize someone's telling a joke. I'll take the barb personally and try to carefully consider what the person was saying, completely missing the sarcasm.
Sadly, I only kept one journal entry for the entire four days or so I was in St. George and Las Vegas. Darnit. Oh well, we have a few pictures I'll upload later. And I apologize for the second half of this blog sounding like a Worldmark advertisement! Anyway, here's the entry...
Barnson St. George Vacation, Day 2
The sounds of a waterfall and the squeals of delighted children waft
up to my ears on the second floor balcony of the "Worldmark the Club"
St. George resort. Some more hardy souls, all children, brave the
sixty-eight degree weather to snorkel in the pool beneath the small
waterfall. As I peer down now, though, most are, instead, hanging
out in the hot tub.