I did dally, then sallied forth thru the rain from the lake of Louis, warm rain. It was ok
RTQE pledge rapping was somewhat successful, after 2 simultaneous calls in the last 20 min.
$160 of the $220 goal.
Dr. Sketchy this afternoon was eye bleedingly boring.
Backtracking further, dispensed with the morning's toil early, back home by 10:30 to be ready for a 1:00 call.
I carved quite a notch in the Isthmus today, that's for certain.
listen:
a small but generous peck of RTQE pledger's voices
Paul Simon, now
read:
more of those Nat'l Geo mags
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The memorials are over, or have they just begun?
Friday's Unk Memorial Jam was a success on many levels: strong attendance and I *think* the music was quite good. My portion of the gig followed a set of Gregory assembling something from Jazz records (recorded on that date - naturally) with a trio of Arthur Durkee, Marianne Eggerstrand and I. Then a bit with Jon Arnold, Joanne Pow!ers and I. Some pretty frisky stuff in there, particularly the 2 saxes + Korg noisilator vs. drums portion. The highlight for me was our rendition of the Zelda Hayes Unit composition "Flip Ut!". Dug playing in 6/8 and Artie and I seemed to lock in nicely. I had a 'seeing' into the dusty memory banks of listening to the Zelda crew playing that number at OCayz, which totally got me through it. Zow
Sunday I finished setting up the bar super early and off to Wis Dells on the Greybus at noon after a tasty lunch on the Electric Earth patio. The last real food until Monday night! So Mom and her hubby picked me up there and we were back in 'Boo before Halton arrived. Mother and her loving sons in the same room for the first time in, gosh, 2 years! Took a drive out to Devil's Lake and through neighborhoods not visited in years. Hal was even more shocked than I at all the changes. The thing I noticed on the drive were all the disused rural properties - farm houses with their windows broken out and collapsing barns and outbuildings. The world has moved on. We were never a 'farm family' even though many of our high school chums were and hopefully they went on to some line sustainable in these times. Another observation - it's so nice and quiet and green around the old stomping grounds. When I yearn for home, this is really what I am remembering. The peacefulness of small town and country life. It's pretty sweet. Sunday night I slept for 8 hours for the first time in I don't know how long.
Back to Madison Monday, Memorial Day and a brief meditation/remembering of our war heroes, who gave everything and made the ultimate sacrifice for our once and soon-to-be-again great country. War is a hell I hope and pray you and yours will never know. There are no words to express my gratitude for the bravery and courage of our fallen. Pray for peace.
Monday evening the Sam/Patrick/Tom trio resumed in our country digs now that the weather allows. I proceeded to get kind of trashed, but the playing was pretty good anyway. I hope I'm not fired. Oh wait, you can't fire a volunteer, only ignore them away. I have hope.
Back in the thick of workaday routine, but with some renewed good inner strength to draw on, so it's OK. The weather is a little too cold, blah. A radio show on Sunday to plan and the usual detritus of life to sort through. I have an easy life and take none of it for granted. Repeat and rinse.
listen:
Ladyhawk
read:
a literal STACK of National Geographic mags
the notes I make so I don't forget
Sunday I finished setting up the bar super early and off to Wis Dells on the Greybus at noon after a tasty lunch on the Electric Earth patio. The last real food until Monday night! So Mom and her hubby picked me up there and we were back in 'Boo before Halton arrived. Mother and her loving sons in the same room for the first time in, gosh, 2 years! Took a drive out to Devil's Lake and through neighborhoods not visited in years. Hal was even more shocked than I at all the changes. The thing I noticed on the drive were all the disused rural properties - farm houses with their windows broken out and collapsing barns and outbuildings. The world has moved on. We were never a 'farm family' even though many of our high school chums were and hopefully they went on to some line sustainable in these times. Another observation - it's so nice and quiet and green around the old stomping grounds. When I yearn for home, this is really what I am remembering. The peacefulness of small town and country life. It's pretty sweet. Sunday night I slept for 8 hours for the first time in I don't know how long.
Back to Madison Monday, Memorial Day and a brief meditation/remembering of our war heroes, who gave everything and made the ultimate sacrifice for our once and soon-to-be-again great country. War is a hell I hope and pray you and yours will never know. There are no words to express my gratitude for the bravery and courage of our fallen. Pray for peace.
Monday evening the Sam/Patrick/Tom trio resumed in our country digs now that the weather allows. I proceeded to get kind of trashed, but the playing was pretty good anyway. I hope I'm not fired. Oh wait, you can't fire a volunteer, only ignore them away. I have hope.
Back in the thick of workaday routine, but with some renewed good inner strength to draw on, so it's OK. The weather is a little too cold, blah. A radio show on Sunday to plan and the usual detritus of life to sort through. I have an easy life and take none of it for granted. Repeat and rinse.
listen:
Ladyhawk
read:
a literal STACK of National Geographic mags
the notes I make so I don't forget
Monday, May 18, 2009
good fairy in action
Riding home from the WORT block party, the strap on my bike pannier bounced out and wrapped around the rear sprocket of Mr. Schwinn. Bike - dead stop. Tom - continued forward, over the handlebars! Managed to land on my feet thanks to quick reflexes or ... luck? Nah, it was my good fairy. I am not particularly superstitious by nature. I walk under ladders, black cats cross my path, with no fear of repercussions. But sometimes when I need it most, I sense the presence of some 'other' watching out for my sorry ass. Today that unseen benevolent force interceded and saved my carcass from what might have been major trauma. Sweet.
And it was a beautiful day to be out of doors.
WORT hosted it's 9th annual Block Party today and this was the first one I've attended. Great to see many friends and make a few new. Marilyn Fisher and I had a table set up for the Madison Music Collective. I was primarily there to collect donations for Friends of Uncle Larry. Spread the word also about the Mother Fools event this Friday: an Uncle Larry Memorial Jam. We will make some music out of air with our fully operational flesh and bones and instruments and hope to raise some more money for Unk's kin.
Starting another house sitting stint this week starting tonight for pals who are going to Nashville for 4 days. Happy to help those dear friends out and looking forward to hanging out with the cats, hopefully a little drumming (I can't play my kit at home), and a change of domestic scenery for a few days.
Going to visit my dear mother next week - loooong overdue and happy to have a couple days off to make the trip. Downside to this is missing the Staff Party on Memorial Day, they're going to a Brewers game. Family first. I get enough drunken revelry these days.
Now to download the RTQE broadcast that I slept through and fire off some emails to friends and cohorts.
And it was a beautiful day to be out of doors.
WORT hosted it's 9th annual Block Party today and this was the first one I've attended. Great to see many friends and make a few new. Marilyn Fisher and I had a table set up for the Madison Music Collective. I was primarily there to collect donations for Friends of Uncle Larry. Spread the word also about the Mother Fools event this Friday: an Uncle Larry Memorial Jam. We will make some music out of air with our fully operational flesh and bones and instruments and hope to raise some more money for Unk's kin.
Starting another house sitting stint this week starting tonight for pals who are going to Nashville for 4 days. Happy to help those dear friends out and looking forward to hanging out with the cats, hopefully a little drumming (I can't play my kit at home), and a change of domestic scenery for a few days.
Going to visit my dear mother next week - loooong overdue and happy to have a couple days off to make the trip. Downside to this is missing the Staff Party on Memorial Day, they're going to a Brewers game. Family first. I get enough drunken revelry these days.
Now to download the RTQE broadcast that I slept through and fire off some emails to friends and cohorts.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
the show that should have been our anniversary show
The Bellrays! fucking awesome. I loved working the last time they were here and we rocked out last night. The dissapointing turn-out :( warranted a cut for me, so at about 11 I went straight for the Lake Louie Premium. I should say that The Hussy and Knuckel Drager rocked hard too, really solid show. Too bad maybe a little rain scared some away or ?
Another beautiful day and drumming at 5 w/Sam and Pat'k - woot!
Listen:
JJ Johnson/Kai Winding - The Great Kai and JJ
Another beautiful day and drumming at 5 w/Sam and Pat'k - woot!
Listen:
JJ Johnson/Kai Winding - The Great Kai and JJ
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Happy 5th Anniversary
That nightclub I work at, H I G H N O O N S A L O O N
is 5 years old today. My how time does fly. I've only been there
4 1/2 years myself, but it does feel like a special day.
Gots to work for our party, and try to not get too drunk before closing time.
2 shows with 3 bands at 6 and Gomeroke at 9:30-ish. The early show is cheap, although I dunno how many of our 'regulars' will wanna rock at such an early hour. Hopefully many and the Gomers playing late is kind of perfect. Should be fun.
listen:
The Beatles - Revolver, Rubber Soul
Timbuk 3 - 100 Lovers
is 5 years old today. My how time does fly. I've only been there
4 1/2 years myself, but it does feel like a special day.
Gots to work for our party, and try to not get too drunk before closing time.
2 shows with 3 bands at 6 and Gomeroke at 9:30-ish. The early show is cheap, although I dunno how many of our 'regulars' will wanna rock at such an early hour. Hopefully many and the Gomers playing late is kind of perfect. Should be fun.
listen:
The Beatles - Revolver, Rubber Soul
Timbuk 3 - 100 Lovers
Monday, May 4, 2009
R.I.P. Unk
Reading the post from Jan. 17 it dawned on me that was the last opportunity I had to play music with the dearly departed Uncle Larry. Unk passed away suddenly on April 25th
obit
I had been lucky to have been in a trio with Unk and Tom Lachmund for 4 years, although we had taken somewhat of a break since last fall. We were called Primordial Soup and played a few gigs over the years at Mother Fools and Zuzu Cafe.
I've learned so much about Uncle Larry in the last week, he was much loved, no surprise there.
How I regret the times we might have played and enjoyed each others camaraderie since then.
I miss him so much.
Don't wait around to tell those closest to you how much you appreciate them.
Listen:
Heartless Bastards
Fripp - That Which Passes
Miles Davis - Kind of Blue
obit
I had been lucky to have been in a trio with Unk and Tom Lachmund for 4 years, although we had taken somewhat of a break since last fall. We were called Primordial Soup and played a few gigs over the years at Mother Fools and Zuzu Cafe.
I've learned so much about Uncle Larry in the last week, he was much loved, no surprise there.
How I regret the times we might have played and enjoyed each others camaraderie since then.
I miss him so much.
Don't wait around to tell those closest to you how much you appreciate them.
Listen:
Heartless Bastards
Fripp - That Which Passes
Miles Davis - Kind of Blue
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