Wednesday, December 30, 2009

The first 10 years of the new milllenium...

Top 10 Forecasts for 2010 and Beyond From The Futurist Magazine

So, here we are 10 years into the new millennium, and it has been something for me. Like most people, I'm sure, this last year has been up and down for me. I've been unemployed for a while, and yet my doctor and I finally have my chronic headaches under pretty good control where I can now live a normal life, or as normal as I get anyway. I lost my dear uncle to heart disease, and yet my cousin (his daughter) finally seems to be getting her life going, and I managed to find a decent apartment after moving out of his house. I got to reconnect with my brother which was nice, even though he still managed to piss me off in his short stay here before he moved to another city. But that's always been our relationship - I still love him.

I went to my cousin's wedding (which I had to talk myself into at the last minute - I despise weddings) and had a good time and drank lots of beer and ate good food. One other thing that happened to me was my decision to become a vegetarian for reasons of health and conscience. I don't judge anyone who still eats meat, because I was a carnivore for all of my life until recently. But things have changed for me. I just don't feel right eating meat any longer. I'm also trying to eat healthier as well (which is my New Year's resolution - losing weight would be cool too), which means I'm trying to watch what I eat and use organics as much as possible.

I had a pretty interesting year as far as music goes. I saw White Lies after a friend talked me into going to see them (thanks Maggie!) at a small club that they will never play in again, no doubt. I got to the meet the kids from Jared Mees & The Grown Children when they played a small show in Indy and they signed their CDs for me. They're good kids and have potential, I think. The best show I saw all year was probably Margot & the Nuclear So and So's at a local place that used to be a small neighborhood theatre. They're a great live band. The theatre was a dump and smelled, but the show was rockin'. And of course if you read my earlier post about the show with Kate Havnevik and Levi Weaver, you know how much I loved that one. There wasn't a lot of new music from bands I already like, but I know many of them are working on new stuff.

So it was a pretty good year all-in-all. I woke up everyday above ground, so it can always be worse. As Eric Idle sang: "Always look on the bright side of life."

Musically I've changed dramatically over this decade. At the beginning I was a music snob that thought he knew what was good, and pooh-poohed anything that I didn't like. I was contemptuous of anything new or unique, and I never would have listened to the stuff that I listen to now, or gone to the concerts that I've been to in the last few years. There isn't much that I don't listen to now. If I hear something that sounds good or interesting to me, I listen to it, and don't judge it based on some preconceived notion of what's acceptable. And what I don't like, I just say it's not for me, and I leave it at that. If you like it, cool! But I don't find that there's much that I don't like since I've allowed myself to be less demanding and strict.

The last 10 years has been interesting for me to say the least - easily the most eventful decade of my life. In the last 10 years I have lost my mother, grandmother, two uncles and an aunt. I saw my country get attacked and then get involved in two separate wars; watched the Internet struggle to find it's stride and become the indispensable beast that we have today; and celebrated as we elected the first person of color to be our leader. I struggled with my identity the first half or so of the decade, and finally became the vegetarian-liberal-atheist that I am today. I started out this decade as a fundamentalist Christian that voted as a Conservative Republican, listened to gospel and right-wing radio, and hoped that I'd make it to heaven some day. Although I still have some of that person in me, I'm a completely different person. Not that every religious person is like I was; I was a special kind of crazy.

Gone is the credulous person that believed everything he was told, replaced by a skeptic that is more liberal than those I despised in my former life. See what can happen in the span of 10 years? Mind you, there is a small part of me that misses being naive and starry-eyed, but only a very small part. It was a process that did take some time and much seeking, but I never would have predicted that I'd become who I am today. I lost a dear friend because of it (or what I thought was a dear friend), but gained a whole new appreciation for this life and a joy that I can't explain. All of the fear and dread and the self-loathing that marked my old life is now gone and I'm a better person for it. I still have some stuff to work on mind you; I probably drink too much, and I'm still not good at making friends, but it's all just touch up work to me.

I also conquered some demons when I earned a college diploma back in 2005 and graduated as a co-valedictorian (Although I'd still like to get a 4 year degree, and believe me, the valedictorian thing doesn't impress me either.), and even worked as a corrections officer for a few months which I learned from. So even though I don't have many friends, my good looks left me years ago (and thus my attractiveness to the ladies), and I'm deep in debt and being chased by debtors while I can't seem to find a steady, decent paying job, I wouldn't trade what I've learned and experienced these last few years for a great job and perfect family if it meant giving up the person I am today.

I hope it was a good start to the millennium for you, and that you are looking forward to the rest of the century with me. I have hope that we are advancing and becoming a better species, and that the next decadal report you read from me, if I'm so lucky to still be here, will be about how far we've come and grown. And lastly, I hope the next 10 years will be the best years of your life - with many more to come.

Oh lord! Who the hell farted in here??

From coolquiz.com, just in case you were wondering or wanted to laugh.





What is a fart and why does it smell?
What is a fart and why does it smell?

Ever pull someone's finger and hear a weird noise come out of his or her butt?


Ever sit in a tub of water and see bubbles come out of your hiney?


This strange noise and vibrating sensation that came from your butt is most likely caused by a fart.


A fart is a combination of gases (nitrogen, carbon dioxide, oxygen, methane, and hydrogen sulfide) that travels from a person's stomach to their anus. When a person swallows too much air or eats foods that the human digestive system cannot digest easily gas becomes trapped in his/her stomach. The only way for this excess gas to exit the body is through the anus.


The gas that makes your farts stink is the hydrogen sulfide gas. This gas contains sulfur which causes farts to have a smelly odor. The more sulfur rich your diet, the more your farts will stink. Some foods that cause really smelly farts include: beans, cabbage, cheese, soda, and eggs.


A scientific name for a fart is flatus or flatulence.


The word fart is just one of many different terms used to describe the release of gasses from the human body. Other popular names for farts or farting include: gassers, stinkers, air biscuits, bombers, barking spiders, rotten eggs, and wet ones. You can pass gas, break wind, blast, beef, poof, rip one, let one fly, step on a duck, and cut the cheese.


Farts can be stinky, wet, loud, or silent but deadly. Pee-eeew!!!


Did you know?

  • On the average, a healthy person farts 16 times a day.
  • Hey guys, don't be fooled by girls who tell you that they never fart. Everyone farts, including girls. In fact, females fart just as much as males.
  • Many animals fart too. Cats, dogs, and cows. Elephants fart the most.
  • People fart the most in their sleep.
  • Farts that contain a large amount of methane & hydrogen can be flammable.
Friday, December 25, 2009

Is your silent night being ruined by jingle bells? You take 'em to court!


Well, I guess we can put away the Christmas music for another year. Let me just say this, they do play songs over and over again until you've had more than enough, but I know that radio stations don't really have a choice. But, there are three guys that should not be singing Christmas songs - ever. There may be more but these are the ones that I heard this year.

- Bruce Springsteen
- Neil Diamond
- Bono

These guys are great for singing sincere, weighty songs about poverty and love gone bad, but lighthearted Christmas songs just aren't their thing. I've never been so scared of Santa Claus in my life! If I was a kid, I think I'd be scared to death that if I pout or cry, Santa Claus will sneak up on me and snap my neck, judging by the way these guys sing. I don't remember who sang what, but I know that no matter which one they sang, they made it sound like the most serious thing that they have ever given thought to!

I didn't know if I was supposed to feel the Christmas spirit, or organize a protest against Jack Frost for nipping at peoples noses. You know, I never thought before about how creepy it would be to think that jolly old St. Nick knew when I was awake, and that he sees me when I'm sleeping. Shit, what else does he watch me doing? Man if Christmas was as serious as they made it sound, it would be the only holiday I dreaded!

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So what do you think Santa does for the next 11+ months now that his big day is over? Here's some possibilities for the next year, I think.

- He takes voice lessons to work on his "Ho Ho Ho" disguised as Chuck Sualcatnas.

- Promoter for the UFC. You try being around those damn happy elves all year without wanting to see some violence.

- Point man for the "Ban Soy Milk" campaign.

- Sends his elves out on "special" missions to the competing toy companies.

- He spends much of the time exploring his "identity" with Hanukkah Harry.

- Research fellow for CERN. Hey, Santa has a brain, he's not all about sleigh bells and magic. And besides, he'd kill to travel at light speed.

- MLB umpire.

- He tries to design a better back support for his sleigh, because after 24 hours, his back is killing him!

- Holds his annual meeting with religious leaders to remind them why people love him so much and them not so much.

- Plays the horses at Pimlico. Shh...don't tell the reindeer.

- Works on a better formula of reindeer feed, because well, you know.

- Sells the formula for Rudolph's red nose to North Korea - nobody knows him over there.

- Goes on "Pimp My Ride", because anyone would get tired of the same old design after that many centuries.

- He spends his weekends getting his drink on, because he knows no matter what, those little bastards will just want more next year.

- He spends millions annually defending himself in court against accusations that he spies on little kids.

- Keeps putting off God by telling him: "Oh yeah, we're sure working on making Christmas more about baby Jesus."

- Searches the world for a better brand of thermal underwear.

- Finally gets around to asking the elves for a sleigh with a roof.

- Constantly reminds the reindeer about the glue factory that the last group of reindeer that complained about his weight are now an "essential ingredient" in.

- Keeps writing his memoirs, which is now up to 840,000 pages. His publisher is getting impatient.

- Constantly prays for the sweet embrace of death.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Speaking of aardvarks, here's a list of some of my favorite animals in no particular order...

Yes the Aardvark. I mean just look at it. It looks too cool with those big ears and long nose, and if not for being hunted, it would have the greatest life. Plus they have the funniest name, hands down. (AARDVARK!) They remind me of a dog too. And you know, they really should have their own theme song when they walk.





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The Tree Sloth. What's not to love about this slow moving old feller? I don't know, maybe these guys and gals have the best life.















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The Panda Bear. It's not possible to not love Pandas. If I didn't think It would rip my face off, I would love to give one a hug like this guy.



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The mighty Crocodile. They're badass and don't take no shit from nobody. Plus they're a living dinosaur.



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The industrious Beaver. How exactly do they make their homes and dams? Beats me, but I'd put them up against any human in a contest to make them. Plus they're just so damn cute. Btw, I'm still not sure why a woman's hoo-hah is is called a beaver.



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The Otter (river or sea). Even cuter than any beaver, otters just seem so frickin' lovable to me. Plus the way they eat is amazing to watch



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The Platypus. It's an evolutionary masterpiece of confusion. I think it has survived for so long because predators don't know what the hell to make of it. Look at it, ha ha, I mean it's just so, ha ha, just so funny looking, HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! I want one for Christmas!



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Dolphins and Whales. I think dolphins are actually whales, aren't they? Well, they both have holes - you know... BLOWHOLES! I think they're both very intelligent - and maybe even sentient; and the dumb ones are less stupid than our dumb ones. I'd say it's a close contest anyway. I'm not sure which is dumber, beaching yourself, or driving your car into an obvious flood and thinking that your car will magically make it through.





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The ubiquitous squirrel. I always stop to watch when one of them is scampering up and down a tree. Plus I still feel bad that a ran one over with my car a few years ago. :(



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The Orangutan. They're just so hard to resist. Yeah some of the big males can be a little imposing, but to me it's not just about cuteness, but about how similar they seem to us. For me, of all the primates they are the most human like.



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The Porcupine. Well, I wouldn't exactly say they're cuddly, but they are something to behold.



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The Sea Lion and the Seal. Who doesn't love them and their intelligence? I'd rather not see them doing tricks for our enjoyment, but that's another subject.



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The majestic Elephant. I just find them mesmerizing to watch; you can certainly see that there is something going on behind their eyes besides instinct.



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The Whale Shark. Okay I know it's a fish (the biggest fish that exists), but it's still an animal, and a beautiful and graceful one.



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The Great White Shark. All sharks are cool, and a joy to watch - from a safe vantage point. This is not the view that you want to see in person.



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The Kangaroo. I'm pretty sure this animal was brought here by aliens. It would be a hard man that didn't find them a fascinating creature. Just look at those ears! :D



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The Thompson Gazelle. A beautiful creature, and it can jump like a super ball.



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The Bovine family. In particular, the Cow and the Buffalo. I just think they're noble animals. If not for them, who knows, we might not have civilization. As a vegetarian I can't see the point in using them as meat anymore, but I certainly acknowledge that there was a time when they were lifesavers, and I don't judge people that still eat them - I might not be here if people didn't use them in the past. And of course cows are just funny. ;o)





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The Jellyfish. Despite what people might think of them, you can't deny the sometimes breathtaking beauty of these animals.



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The mighty Tiger. They're just awesome animals. I like all the big cats, but these are especially magnificent in my eyes.



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And of course the good old House Cat and Dog. Who can deny them their place in our hearts??





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So that's it. Lot's of animals, I know. I pretty much like them all, and there are more I could add. But these are the ones that hold my attention more than any others for various reasons.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009

That holiday feeling...


You know as much as I have changed from the boy that no matter what happened to him always had hope, to the cynical man that has grave concerns for our species, there is still some of that old wide-eyed boy left in me. And the holidays always reminds me of that.

The first Christmas that I remember was when I was just a small child - no older then 4 or 5. My parents were still married then and I remember going downstairs Christmas Eve ( I don't remember why) and seeing them. Now I remember it as putting doubt in my mind about Santa, but that may have been a memory I added later. But either way, an experience that could have ruined it for me never lessened the fun and joy and the sense of magic that I had and looked forward to during the holiday season.

For me it always began with Jerry Lewis and his telethon. That was the start of the best time of year for me. Not only because of the holidays, but because I liked to play hockey and go sledding, and I knew that that was getting close. I always looked forward to the telethon because I like Jerry Lewis, and I grew up watching variety shows so I knew that there would be lots of entertainment like that, and it was just such an event. And back in those days during the 60's and 70's, Jerry was still fairly young and most of the great stars were still around. It was always fun to watch. I watched the telethon pretty religiously up into the late 80's, I guess.

Of course there was always a gap after that until the next big holiday of Halloween. But there was always school to help pass the time. Every year until we got too old my brother and I would dress up and go trick or treating. I remember one year, here in Indy, I won a contest for best costume at a roller rink by going as Frankenstein's monster. I feel sort of sorry for kids these days during Halloween. When I was young there was no news of someone poisoning kids or any of that sort of thing, that I remember anyway. And it was always much more popular as well. The streets would be lousy with kids, and it wasn't hard finding houses to go to - and no one was preaching against like they do today. I don't recall ever hearing a peep out of my Pastor or anyone from my church about it. I bet I didn't eat candy for a month after finishing all the candy we would get. I always looked forward to carving a pumpkin and having the parties too.

And of course there was always the Peanuts "Great Pumpkin" Halloween show every year to look forward to as well. And probably the best part for a young boy was the monster movies they would show. I think every city had their own local guy or gal that did a Friday night horror show. Sammy Terry (get it?) is the one I remember the most. I was always scared to death of horror movies, but I watched them anyway. I do remember as a small boy being too scared to watch "Frankenstein" when I was visiting the farm of a friend of my dad. I remember staying outside (in the dark out in the country) rather than watching it.

Every year after Halloween, the day after, I was zoned in on Christmas. As much as I loved Thanksgiving, I think it was more about the countdown beginning for Christmas after Thanksgiving, then it was the food or anything else; but I still anticipated it greatly. It always meant great food; the Macy's parade; football; and just great times. I really loved when there were lots of people around. A few times I remember having it at my grandmother's house which was fun. But waking up to the smell of my mother's cooking in our house Thanksgiving morning was a treat that can't be topped. I'm sure everyone has there own memory of things like that. At least I hope so. Our family wasn't the happiest, and there were lots of problems and bad memories, but Thanksgiving was always happy as I remember it.

On TV, aside from the parade (which I really loved) and football games, there was the Peanuts Thanksgiving show. I don't think we watched it every year, but I always tried to. You know, looking back, I think food was such a big part of the reason I liked the holiday season. The Thanksgiving meal always ended in the early afternoon, and I just knew that I would eat at least one more time before the day was over. My poor mother would almost always take a nap in the afternoon, and then after she woke up we would usually go to a movie and then come back and eat again.

And man the best part was the leftovers - and there were always leftovers. For many years (after I had gotten older) my mom would make a huge turkey pot pie that would last a week. And she always made it to order. I was so spoiled.

I don't remember if we went out on the Friday or Saturday after Thanksgiving (probably Saturday since my mother worked), but we would always go out to get a tree up until I was in my early 20's. After that the family pretty much disintegrated, and getting a tree was always something I missed. I must say, I think I was a master tree decorator. Everyone always said I put to much tinsel (I called them icicles) on the tree, but I just loved grabbing a handful of it from the package and tossing it on the tree. It made a holy hell of a mess to clean up after the season was over, but it was worth it. When I was younger I really loved going out with mom and my brother while she shopped. I'm pretty sure she would always go alone when she would buy our big gifts.

I remember one year when I was probably 12 or so and I met her at the back door when she was bringing in a goalie stick that she got me for Christmas and it nearly broke her heart that I saw it. She really loved to surprise us. One year I got a ping pong table. Another year she got me a pinball machine. Not the huge arcade type, but one you would get from a catalog. But it was still great. I remember my brother got the coolest pachinko machine one year. She never got us just one or two gifts, it was usually closer to 10 or so. I can't tell you the anticipation that I felt every year as Christmas Day neared. I would always have a hard time sleeping on Christmas Eve, and would get up (like all kids) as early as possible. Man, seeing the tree lit up and loaded with gifts all wrapped up was always the most magical thing a kid could see.

Another great part of the Christmas season was the store displays and the houses all lit up. I always got a big kick out of putting up a display on our own house. I would string lights on the bushes and the porch, and then put up a wreath on the door, a couple of lighted figures on the railing and candle lights in the windows. When I was still a young boy, lots of stores would put displays in the windows and inside their stores. When we moved from Indy I really missed the Monument Circle display and couldn't wait til we would come down to visit the week before Christmas. As I got older fewer and fewer stores would put up displays. It does seem like that's becoming popular again.

Mom would always take me and my brother around town to see the houses lit up, and we would sing carols in the car. As a matter of fact, my best friend and I went out a couple of years singing carols in the neighborhood and got fed and such. Man, you really don't see people singing carols anymore. Even a mean old atheist like me wouldn't mind seeing that. Of course mom would always make a huge Christmas dinner with plenty of leftovers. I'm here to tell you, as much as I love turkey - and it's your Cadillac of meats to me - I'm glad I became a vegetarian later in life, because I would have been a hypocrite twice a year. Turkey with gravy, turkey sandwiches, and turkey pot pie. Man oh man!

And yes, there were the TV shows every year. I never missed Rudolph, Peanuts (Charlie Brown) or the Grinch. And I would try to watch the others as well like Frosty, and the one with Fred Astaire. Nowadays "A Christmas Story" and "It's a Wonderful Life" are probably the most popular movies to watch during the season, but back in those days I would always look forward to "Miracle on 34th Street" and "A Christmas Carol" more than any others. But there were several others that we would try to watch as well. Movies like "Holiday Inn" and "White Christmas", were favorites as well. And some years we would watch "Going My Way", "The Bells of St Mary's" and/or "The Miracle of the Bells". As an adult I became fond of the ones already mentioned along with "The Santa Clause" 1&2 and a few others.

I left out visiting Santa at the mall. Honestly, I think I probably did that only a few times. I'm not exactly sure why. I think I probably stopped believing at an early age, and probably didn't see the point - I honestly don't know. Maybe I was just scared.

You know we were always poor, but mom always tried to make things good for us at Christmas. I can't imagine how hard it was for her. She died broke and never thought of herself in trying to make me and my brother happy as well as my nephews later on. I really miss her, and despite the bad things in my childhood and the mistakes that she made, she always did what she thought was right and did her best to make us happy - especially during the holidays. And despite how much I hated my step dad (and he deserved it), he did work hard for most of those years which helped to make those Christmases possible. Even though I know I did get some good from my former beliefs and the good from them still remains, I do feel that much of my youth was wasted on religion. However, despite that I'm still thankful for those happy and joyful times and believe that some good came out of my youthful naivete and I would never want to forget those memories.

Yeah, I'm a mean old vegetarian atheist now that doesn't really celebrate the holidays anymore or gorge myself like I used to love to do, and I do find it hard to make myself joyful with what I know about the world today, but despite all of that, there is still a part of me that would love to experience those feelings again - the innocence, the pure joy and wonderment of the season. Believe me, I do understand the attraction of the holiday season and the concomitant attraction of religion; those aren't easy things to give up and I don't begrudge anyone that celebrates the season and gets joy from it - especially those that wish the same joy for people that don't take part in the holidays.

So in the spirit of happy memories and joy, and the hope that we don't lose the spirit of giving and love no matter the time of year or what we believe, I want to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year!
Monday, December 21, 2009

Who knew this sort of thing went on down on Sesame Street!?

Here's a video that you probably have seen, but maybe not. It's just too cool! :D

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Greetings to you all and welcome to my personal blog!

Hello there and welcome to this blog about a regular guy living in an apartment building and the hilarious fun that ensues when his 12 kids come to live with him. Just kidding. No this will be my blog to post about the mundane (and sometimes exciting) details of my daily life - as opposed to my rantings about politics and religion and such that I do on my World Citizen blog; but you know, that may slip in here now and again in a smaller way. Anyway, consider this your chance to read someones diary. I actually have one, but I'm way too lazy to write in it. Maybe soon someone will invent software to read my thoughts so I can turn into the laziest man on earth and still publish my life on the Internets.

So today's a Saturday (and Sunday) and it's snowing here, though nothing like it is on the East Coast. I sometimes think I would love to live in New York or some other big eastern city - and then I see them get an almost yearly blizzard and I rethink that. I still have a love for snow that I can never completely suppress, no doubt stemming for my love of Christmas as a child, but that was before I learned to drive and became intolerant of the cold. I really dislike being cold. When I was young I would be out all day and would sleep with a fan blowing on me. I guess it must have been all those hormones making me hot.

The Colts are now the only undefeated team in the NFL after the Saints lost tonight. I'm not saying I wouldn't like to see them run the table and win the Super Bowl, but I just want them to win it either way. The only thing I hate about a team not losing is the constant references to the '72 Dolphins and interviews with a bunch of pathetic old men trying to relive past glories. Ugh, give it a rest already. Anyway, for what it's worth (nothing) the '07 Patriots and this years Colts team would smoke that Dolphins team.

So if you know me, you know how much I love music. I love to sit at home and listen to music on my 'puter - like I am right now. Of course I take it with me whenever I go out. I'm sure I don't love it any more than a lot of people, but I'm in my own little world when I have a favorite piece playing. I really like live music as well; I've been to a couple of good shows in the last couple of weeks. I wish I saw more of them, but, that's my own fault I guess.

Two or three weeks ago I went to a show in this ladies house ( I forget her name) that was posted on the Internets. It was a show with Kate Havnevik and Levi Weaver in the lady's basement. Apparently Levi had put up a note asking anyone that wanted to host a show here in town to speak up. Imagine my surprise when I came across this when just surfing around on a Thursday evening. The show was on a Friday so I knew I was doing that day. I was just as happy as a clam because I'm a fan of Kate's music. I figured the chances of her coming through Indy were pretty slim, so I just got used to it since scant few of my other favorite artists ever make it this way.

Of course I nearly screwed up because I thought it was going to be at this place called "The Rock House" or something like that, because it never occurred to me that there would be a show in someones house. I searched and found that bar and just assumed it was going to be there. Man would I have been pissed! Luckily I asked for more details and got the skinny on the whole thing. Of course I then assumed that it would be in a big backyard with a tent or something with lots of lights and a couple of hundred people or so in attendance. Well, it wasn't exactly the way I was picturing it to say the least. I do tend to aggrandize or amplify things in my mind when thinking about events and the like.

So here I am driving by this house where I thought it was supposed to be at, and I couldn't see a damn thing that said "concert" to me. I'm pretty sure there was a for sale sign in the yard, and the house wasn't exactly buzzing with excitement on the outside. Even though I thought I saw the door that I was told to enter, I didn't see an address and it just seemed so surreal and...weird. A concert in a house with a performer that had several songs played on Grey's Anatomy? Say what?? So anyway after parking on the street and thinking about it for a minute, I crept up to the house and tapped on the door with a little hesitation - ready to flee at a moments notice if someone got the drop on me with a shotgun or something. But no, sure enough, I was at the right place. However, instead of the hundreds I was expecting, I think maybe there were maybe fifteen of us or so - and free beer to match! After talking for a minute to everyone I went down to the basement and their they sat talking, Kate and Levi.

I've been around and talked to a good number of famous people and I don't really get nervous around them, but I admit, while I wasn't nervous, I was excited. They turned out to be great people too. I was already pretty sure Kate was a good person and she confirmed it. I didn't know Levi, but he's a nice guy as well and I liked his music. I got the chance to have good conversations with both about various subjects both before and after the show, and with the other guests as well. I would have liked to stay in contact with a couple of them, but oh well.

Concerning the itself, Kate had most of her gear stolen the day before at a show, so there was none of the usual backing tracks and such tracks that you would hear at one of her normal shows. I don't believe the host had speakers anyway, so I'm not sure it would have mattered. At any rate it was entirely acoustical with guitar; tambourine; harmonica (I think) and voice. They also accompanied each other on several songs. As it turned out, a basement is a great place to have an acoustic, non-amplified show.

Levi went first, and during one song he broke us up into three choruses to give him the sounds he would normally have during a show. He's sort of like Kate is when it comes to production. In other words it's not just him and his guitar. Ha ha, I can always say I sang in a chorus with Kate Havnevik for a Levi Weaver performance. Maybe some day that will impress the ladies! I still can't figure out why Kate isn't more well known, and Levi too for that matter. Go figure. So anyway, Levi gave us a helluva show with his music and his funny on stage shtick. I'd say he's got a bit of Dylan and Andy Kaufman in him.

They began their show well after 9 p.m., so Kate went on immediately after Levi finished was in fine voice. She said that she was only recently playing guitar again after playing classical guitar for many years, and you could tell she was still getting the hang of it again. She held a note a little long on one song to get the chord right. She forgot the words to one song for a couple of seconds and everyone, including Kate and Levi got a laugh out of that. But I thought she couldn't have been better. Not many people get to hear one of their favorites artists in such an intimate setting with just a guitar and their voice. But honestly, I just had a great time all around. Free beer and salsa dip (I took advantage of both), great music, and great conversation with good people.

I took home great memories, Kate's EP (signed), and some of her famous cookies that she likes to bake. (I kidded her about them and she actually had some with her. I should have taken a picture of them before I ate them - they were delicious!) And all it cost me was a $5 "ticket". I can't tell you how fortunate I felt for that night, not to mention feeling a little shell shocked. It was just such a weird unusual thing. I almost don't believe it happened. But below is the proof in the form of a few of the pictures I took. Life is strange sometimes...






I believe Kate has a few shots on her personal Facebook page as well. I'm sorry that I didn't get any shots of Levi solo. I didn't know anything about him before so it never occurred to me to get some solo shots of him. Sorry, I'm not posting the pic of me and Kate after the show. Things like that are only shown to close friends and family. :o) Besides, I'm nothing you want to see.

Anyway, the concert that I went to this last Thursday was The Dutchess and the Duke with Greg Ashley. It was at a place called "Locals Only" which is about 5 miles north of the center of Indy/ It's one of those neighborhood bars, but with a good sized stage. I got there a little early and it was pretty empty and I was already getting my drink on by the time friends arrived. Now I can't exactly give a full report of the music since I was drunker than shit and don't remember all of it; but even drunk I still know good music when I hear it. Greg Ashley started out playing instrumental songs on electric guitar, and then went acoustic playing the rest of his set. He seemed like a cool guy and played some low key songs while smoking a fag - that's always cool don't ya' know!

It was kind of a bad date for the The Dutchess and the Duke to be playing there as it was dollar beer night (which I took advantage of), the show was free, and the Colts were on the TV. Before I got plastered and while they were playing, I kind of noticed that people were just talking away and not really into the music that much. I was into it, but I was drunk too, so you know. As I remember it, people didn't stand up by the stage until at least halfway through the show. Come to think of it, there wasn't exactly loud cheering from the audience after each song. I think they played good, and I've been told it was a good show, but it seemed like they didn't hang around long or make a big deal after they finished the show. But I like their music and I had a great time. But check them out.

Here's a few of photos from the show. Pretty good for being drunk I would say. ;o)





I drank a little too much at the show and some good friends had to drive me and my car to another bar to sober me up a little bit with some fried foods, but all is well. You know, my life sucks in so many ways, but I don't ask for much from it. And the little that I do ask from it is usually provided by someone or something so that I never feel like I'm living a pointless life. People are okay.

See ya' later and thanks for reading.

Steve