I'm going to Tritone tonight to see my friends' band play. They are called the Hydrogen Jukebox and they are some crazy shit. They have about 12 people in the band... maybe only 8 or so now. Justin's in Rome and Mat's in Japan... and it's hard to keep track who's part of the thing and who's just playing with them sometimes. Their music is a mix of hippie type jam band stuff and weird tripped out psychedelic shit. They generally have additional displays and performance along with their show... sometimes puppets, choreographed dancers, poetry reading, fireblowing, a guy who paints a canvas set up in front of the stage and lets anyone who wants to join in, another guy with an overhead projector and a pan of colored oils, and sometimes sideshow type stuff like their buddy Red the Sword Swallower.
It's an interesting experience, anyway. If you're in Philly, come on and stop by. Here's the email announcement I got:
THE HYDROGEN JUKEBOX PRESENTS
THE CABINET OF PROFESSOR MALERKUS THE NEW THEATRE OF THE ANCIENT COURT
THURS. DEC. 9th 9:30pm 21+ $6 COVER TRITONE 1508 SOUTH STREET
THE SIDE SHOW REVIEW WITH THE STUNTS AND ILLUSIONS OF BARRY SILVER AND THE
FEATS OF RED THE SWORD SWALLOWER WITH THE SQUID BOP DANCERS AND LIVE PAINTING
THE POETS UNION, FEATURING FRANK WALSH, ELLIOTT LEVIN, REVERAND VISION and JEN THE POETESS, WILL BE ACCOMPANIED BY THE JUKEBOX THROUGH OUT THE NIGHT
PLEASE JOIN US FOR OUR SECOND MONTHLY EVENT AT TRITONE.
If you can tolerate the Hippie scene, you should come by. It's gonna be fun.
Here's a picture from when they played on South Street for the Fringe Festival.
Did I mention I used to date both the drummers?
That's the two guys on the stage towards the back. (not Dave, the guy with the drum next to the stage off to the left. He's not in the band, he's just chillin there.)
More about the ongoing Joanna tale:
Yesterday morning when I left for work, there was a bag on my front porch. From Joanna. There was one of my missing shot glasses, a bottle of Bacardi 151, a gift pack of Stoli, a jug of Jim Beam, and a long letter. The 151 and the Stoli were the ones that they took from the party... the Jim Beam was something Joanna threw in because she knows I like it. The coolest thing about this was the Stoli gift pack... it came with a mold to make shot glasses out of ice. Try to steal those, bitch! Ha ha! Actually I'm not sure how well it works. I'm trying it out now.
The letter was a long apology, that she feels responsible and this is her way to make it up to me, wants to put this behind us, she still thinks I'm cool, but it's "super weird" to not talk to me at work, they were trashed and had to make a joke about it, it wasn't that serious, blah blah blah. Apparantly the thing that I said to her that bothered her the most is that I don't like any of her friends. In her apology letter she called it "just a bonus assholey added comment on your part." Yep, in her apology, she called me an asshole. She says she's not talking shit to her friends about me, but last night on MySpace one of her friends posted a bulletin:
TO ALL THE HATERS OF JO'S FRIENDS
so i heard u hate me as a rule cause im jo's friend.. as a rule your stupid cause joannas awesome
So obviously her friends heard the full report and had to snap back with a grammatically embarrassing comment... that really makes Joanna look bad for talking shit again, and her friends look like a bunch of high school kids. Honestly, I could care less what her friends think of me. Just as long as they don't show up here again.
At this point it's gotten so ridiculous that it doesn't bother me any more. I'll still be friendly at work, but that's the limit. Ah well, there goes another friend.
I have a pie in the oven. I had apples left over from Thanksgiving and Gooble, so I made use of them. The bad part is, I don't have anyone but me to eat it. Perhaps I'll bring some to work or something. Pie doesn't travel well, though. Neither does the ice cream I like on top.
Today is Thursday and I have the WHOLE DAY OFF. I woke up at 2:30 so all my plans of christmas shopping and stuff are kind of screwed. Oh well. I still have plenty of time to shower and stuff before I go to that Tritone show. Perhaps I will buy some gifts online. I can't say it was a total waste of a day- I did bake a pie, after all. Speaking of which, it's ready to come out of the oven now.
Random Shuffle: Jethro Tull "Cross-Eyed Mary"
It's an interesting experience, anyway. If you're in Philly, come on and stop by. Here's the email announcement I got:
THE HYDROGEN JUKEBOX PRESENTS
THE CABINET OF PROFESSOR MALERKUS THE NEW THEATRE OF THE ANCIENT COURT
THURS. DEC. 9th 9:30pm 21+ $6 COVER TRITONE 1508 SOUTH STREET
THE SIDE SHOW REVIEW WITH THE STUNTS AND ILLUSIONS OF BARRY SILVER AND THE
FEATS OF RED THE SWORD SWALLOWER WITH THE SQUID BOP DANCERS AND LIVE PAINTING
THE POETS UNION, FEATURING FRANK WALSH, ELLIOTT LEVIN, REVERAND VISION and JEN THE POETESS, WILL BE ACCOMPANIED BY THE JUKEBOX THROUGH OUT THE NIGHT
PLEASE JOIN US FOR OUR SECOND MONTHLY EVENT AT TRITONE.
If you can tolerate the Hippie scene, you should come by. It's gonna be fun.
Here's a picture from when they played on South Street for the Fringe Festival.
Did I mention I used to date both the drummers?
That's the two guys on the stage towards the back. (not Dave, the guy with the drum next to the stage off to the left. He's not in the band, he's just chillin there.)
More about the ongoing Joanna tale:
Yesterday morning when I left for work, there was a bag on my front porch. From Joanna. There was one of my missing shot glasses, a bottle of Bacardi 151, a gift pack of Stoli, a jug of Jim Beam, and a long letter. The 151 and the Stoli were the ones that they took from the party... the Jim Beam was something Joanna threw in because she knows I like it. The coolest thing about this was the Stoli gift pack... it came with a mold to make shot glasses out of ice. Try to steal those, bitch! Ha ha! Actually I'm not sure how well it works. I'm trying it out now.
The letter was a long apology, that she feels responsible and this is her way to make it up to me, wants to put this behind us, she still thinks I'm cool, but it's "super weird" to not talk to me at work, they were trashed and had to make a joke about it, it wasn't that serious, blah blah blah. Apparantly the thing that I said to her that bothered her the most is that I don't like any of her friends. In her apology letter she called it "just a bonus assholey added comment on your part." Yep, in her apology, she called me an asshole. She says she's not talking shit to her friends about me, but last night on MySpace one of her friends posted a bulletin:
TO ALL THE HATERS OF JO'S FRIENDS
so i heard u hate me as a rule cause im jo's friend.. as a rule your stupid cause joannas awesome
So obviously her friends heard the full report and had to snap back with a grammatically embarrassing comment... that really makes Joanna look bad for talking shit again, and her friends look like a bunch of high school kids. Honestly, I could care less what her friends think of me. Just as long as they don't show up here again.
At this point it's gotten so ridiculous that it doesn't bother me any more. I'll still be friendly at work, but that's the limit. Ah well, there goes another friend.
I have a pie in the oven. I had apples left over from Thanksgiving and Gooble, so I made use of them. The bad part is, I don't have anyone but me to eat it. Perhaps I'll bring some to work or something. Pie doesn't travel well, though. Neither does the ice cream I like on top.
Today is Thursday and I have the WHOLE DAY OFF. I woke up at 2:30 so all my plans of christmas shopping and stuff are kind of screwed. Oh well. I still have plenty of time to shower and stuff before I go to that Tritone show. Perhaps I will buy some gifts online. I can't say it was a total waste of a day- I did bake a pie, after all. Speaking of which, it's ready to come out of the oven now.
Random Shuffle: Jethro Tull "Cross-Eyed Mary"
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Hope you enjoyed your pie & your whole day off..
As for Joanna....you said "Ah well, there goes another friend" - anyone who a) doesnt appreciate your house/stuff/ kindness, b) doesnt keep your information of our dislike of her firends to her self, c) calls you "assholey" in an appology letter, well kid, they just are NOT your friend. Nothing you did, you just opened yourself up & someone didnt appreciate it, instead she took advantage.
She's the one losing a friend, you're losing 'someone else to talk to', so it seems.
Y~!
ps - did I say "nice boobs" today? yeah, well, nice boobs
[Edited on Dec 11, 2004 2:05PM]