cauldron seventeen <> "WEHRNACHT", OR "DRUNKENESS & GORILLA GLUE = 'NO'".
[ Now playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... The Horn Bearer (DTH track 6,348 of 56,999) by The Melvins from The Maggot ]
I been laggin', dawg. Seriously, I need to step it up.
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. Bloody Sunday. Ok so I did all my food shopping for the week that day (like I usually do) at the Hillcrest farmers' market, Whole Foods, Henry's & Vons. Yes, I actually visit all four places because I feel like I get better deals and more quality at different places. Though I definitely do the lion's share of my buying at the farmers' market. That place is the fucking cat's pajamas.
After that, I enjoyed the hell out of my brunch at Cafe On Park. My god, how I love that place - and I always get the same thing: a #10 scramble (delectably good shrimp!) and a blueberry pancake.
Also - fortunately or unfortunately - I drink plenty of vodka there, too. In the form of the best bloody marys in town, that is. Make each one a double, Cesar! (Cesar. He's the kickass bloke who makes 'em for me.)
And after an allotted time for digestion/detox, I headed down to 4th & B to grab a ticket for what was sure to be that night's sweet Public Enemy show. Actually, I had just been alerted to their performance via browsing The Reader at COP. However, I am absolutely no poseur, for I've been a hardcore PE fan for at least twenty years. I have all their albums (and most EPs), around fifteen articles of official PE clothing, and a history of annoying friends and family through frequent mention of their name. (Though I've cut down on that a bit since college.)
Also, in high school, I blasted Fear Of A Black Planet via boombox on every band field trip (yes, I was - and still am - a band geek) and wore a different PE shirt for each day of the week.
So yeah, I kind of dig PE.
Anyway, so the show turned out to be stellar - and it was just cool being in downtown San Diego on an otherwise calm Sunday night. Flav actually made it a bit of a surreal circus (as he usually does) by bringing out some magician friends he'd made in Vegas. They were impressive, but at the same time, I thought they detracted a bit from the message.
And Chuck's voice was faltering a little bit, as he admitted he'd "been screaming for the past 24 hours". Personally, I didn't really notice, so I think he was likely exaggerating (seems obvious, right?) because he sounded great to me. However, he apparently didn't think so, since he pledged to hang out off the stage to sign PE memorabilia (or whatever else anyone had) afterward for every single person in attendance.
And this he did, and I was beyond elated to finally meet Chuck! Particularly because, at previous shows, I felt he was kind of indifferent to me, but I know that's almost 100% likely to be a misinterpretation of the man's intensity. Regardless, it gave the brief encounter I had with him special significance. And very luckily, I happened to be wearing the custom-made Public Enemy jacket I had gotten designed when I was 18 years old! (Can you dig it?!) And even more luckily, he happened to have a silver Sharpie so that his sig was plainly visible against the black of the jacket! So I told him how long I'd been a fan, and that I used to wear a different PE shirt each day of the week in high school, and just how much they mattered to me, and he signed the center middle of that jacket of mine fabulously. (With the help of a fellow fan standing next to me who held the fabric taut, god bless him.)
Anyway, incredible night, and perhaps more on that later, but I thought I would briefly turn my attention to a very important matter at hand...
So I've been going on about Public Enemy, but speaking of champions of free speech, this brings me to a couple of reprehensibly speech-restricting bills worming their way through Congress - SOPA & PIPA. These bills are supported mainly by large corporations ostensibly for the protection of intellectual property rights. However, once the tenets of the bill are read to even a mild degree, it becomes obvious the real rights protection being sought is for ever increasing corporate profits. Groups like the RIAA and MPAA have no regard for the potential of new artists. Rather, their concern is simply to ensure extremely commercially successful and established ones continue to generate their millions of dollars, even if it means crippling the First Amendment where the Internet is concerned. This must be countered, and the single most remarkable website on the Net -- Wikipedia -- is taking steps to do so, as their 24-hour blackout is planned to take effect in less than half an hour. Many more sites are expected to follow suit, in order to ensure that our government pursues less its current state as an oligarchy, and further something resembling a democracy.
Fight the power.
[ Now playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... Fade Into You (DTH track 6,350 of 56,999) by Mazzy Star from So Tonight That I Might See ]
[ Now playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... The Horn Bearer (DTH track 6,348 of 56,999) by The Melvins from The Maggot ]
I been laggin', dawg. Seriously, I need to step it up.
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. Bloody Sunday. Ok so I did all my food shopping for the week that day (like I usually do) at the Hillcrest farmers' market, Whole Foods, Henry's & Vons. Yes, I actually visit all four places because I feel like I get better deals and more quality at different places. Though I definitely do the lion's share of my buying at the farmers' market. That place is the fucking cat's pajamas.
After that, I enjoyed the hell out of my brunch at Cafe On Park. My god, how I love that place - and I always get the same thing: a #10 scramble (delectably good shrimp!) and a blueberry pancake.
Also - fortunately or unfortunately - I drink plenty of vodka there, too. In the form of the best bloody marys in town, that is. Make each one a double, Cesar! (Cesar. He's the kickass bloke who makes 'em for me.)
And after an allotted time for digestion/detox, I headed down to 4th & B to grab a ticket for what was sure to be that night's sweet Public Enemy show. Actually, I had just been alerted to their performance via browsing The Reader at COP. However, I am absolutely no poseur, for I've been a hardcore PE fan for at least twenty years. I have all their albums (and most EPs), around fifteen articles of official PE clothing, and a history of annoying friends and family through frequent mention of their name. (Though I've cut down on that a bit since college.)
Also, in high school, I blasted Fear Of A Black Planet via boombox on every band field trip (yes, I was - and still am - a band geek) and wore a different PE shirt for each day of the week.
So yeah, I kind of dig PE.
Anyway, so the show turned out to be stellar - and it was just cool being in downtown San Diego on an otherwise calm Sunday night. Flav actually made it a bit of a surreal circus (as he usually does) by bringing out some magician friends he'd made in Vegas. They were impressive, but at the same time, I thought they detracted a bit from the message.
And Chuck's voice was faltering a little bit, as he admitted he'd "been screaming for the past 24 hours". Personally, I didn't really notice, so I think he was likely exaggerating (seems obvious, right?) because he sounded great to me. However, he apparently didn't think so, since he pledged to hang out off the stage to sign PE memorabilia (or whatever else anyone had) afterward for every single person in attendance.
And this he did, and I was beyond elated to finally meet Chuck! Particularly because, at previous shows, I felt he was kind of indifferent to me, but I know that's almost 100% likely to be a misinterpretation of the man's intensity. Regardless, it gave the brief encounter I had with him special significance. And very luckily, I happened to be wearing the custom-made Public Enemy jacket I had gotten designed when I was 18 years old! (Can you dig it?!) And even more luckily, he happened to have a silver Sharpie so that his sig was plainly visible against the black of the jacket! So I told him how long I'd been a fan, and that I used to wear a different PE shirt each day of the week in high school, and just how much they mattered to me, and he signed the center middle of that jacket of mine fabulously. (With the help of a fellow fan standing next to me who held the fabric taut, god bless him.)
Anyway, incredible night, and perhaps more on that later, but I thought I would briefly turn my attention to a very important matter at hand...
So I've been going on about Public Enemy, but speaking of champions of free speech, this brings me to a couple of reprehensibly speech-restricting bills worming their way through Congress - SOPA & PIPA. These bills are supported mainly by large corporations ostensibly for the protection of intellectual property rights. However, once the tenets of the bill are read to even a mild degree, it becomes obvious the real rights protection being sought is for ever increasing corporate profits. Groups like the RIAA and MPAA have no regard for the potential of new artists. Rather, their concern is simply to ensure extremely commercially successful and established ones continue to generate their millions of dollars, even if it means crippling the First Amendment where the Internet is concerned. This must be countered, and the single most remarkable website on the Net -- Wikipedia -- is taking steps to do so, as their 24-hour blackout is planned to take effect in less than half an hour. Many more sites are expected to follow suit, in order to ensure that our government pursues less its current state as an oligarchy, and further something resembling a democracy.
Fight the power.
[ Now playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... Fade Into You (DTH track 6,350 of 56,999) by Mazzy Star from So Tonight That I Might See ]