Friday, August 6, 2010

It doesn't matter

I dunno what rock I’ve been under, but I had no idea that Beck, of Loser fame, was married to Marisa Ribisi. When did this happen!!!!???! I don’t think I knew Beck was married at all. I thought he got jilted by some woman, was uber pissed, and wrote a pretty good record about it (Sea Change). I didn’t know that he was all healed up and a family man now. In case you don’t know Marisa Ribisi, you might say “hrm that last name does sound familiar.” She is Giovanni Ribisi’s twin sister. As if that wasn’t enough (and it isn’t, seriously), she is also in a relatively well known cult classically famous movie. She was in Dazed and Confused. No, not Mitch’s sister. No, not the crazy bitch, that’s Parker Posey, we all know her. No, Not the kid’s mom with the shotgun. Who does that leave? The freshman girl? No not her, and not the girl from the Kevin Smith films with the annoying voice. Have I dragged this out enough? She is the red-headed afro girl who zips up her jeans with pliers. That has to be one of the most memorable images from the film. I think she also hooks up with Wooderson in the film, another feather in her cap. Well that actress, Marisa Ribisi, is married to Beck and I think they have a kid. Hooray for the Hansens. They need to have 2 more kids, then they could have a boy band and call it Hansen. No one would ever confuse them with Hanson, totally different. Spelled different.



Wow, I managed to get a paragraph out of a minute piece of trivia. Kudos to me. What else is on my mind? The cerebral palsy guy from the train has been in my thoughts recently. I was thinking about sitting down with him and finding out what his deal was. I would totally do it, and I’d like to become his friend (I think, I don’t really know him), I just know that I’m only approaching him to get a story out of him, and I don’t feel right about that. Anyway, I was thinking that the guy is kind of inspiring. He uses a walker, and he plods along like his legs weigh 1000 pounds each. So I was thinking what I would ask him, and I really want to know if he’s ever been laid. I’m thinking he has. I don’t know why. I wouldn’t put money on it, but I have a hunch. I’d also like to tell him that he’s an inspiration to me. That would probably really freak him out. If I ask those two questions in succession he would probably be moving to a different train car. Seriously though, it’s like every step he takes is a little victory for him, and every step I take is a reminder of the fact that I’m not what I could be. It helps to think about it. I mean it’s all an exercise in thought. Why can’t I be happy with every step I take? Why can’t every step be a victory for me too? It’s all mental. Maybe every step is a victory for me and I just don’t know it. Maybe fighting the good fight, doing the right thing, being a good person, and eating a lot of cheetos is a victory. I’m gonna call it some kind of victory. Maybe we’re all heroes. Like Bowie said, “we could be heroes. Just for one day.” I disagree, we can be heroes every day, we just have to think it.



I wrote a bunch of crap that is too personal to put in here. Wouldn’t you like to know what it is? Too bad. Good news on the band front. I think we have a band now. We picked up a bassist. Still have high hopes for playing out and coming to a dive bar near you. Speaking of dive bars, I went to a sweet dive bar up on California somewhere. It’s called Ronny’s. It’s tiny. It’s like if Beat Kitchen (which is tiny) had a little brother. I saw Noise by numbers there. It was a really good time. I had exquisite company, and they played a great albeit short set. I dunno how people hooked onto this place, but it’s booking a lot of punk shows. The Arrivals are playing there next Thursday, and I’d really like to see that. I mean the place is like a garage, anyone would be good there. I’m glad I had earplugs though, it was pretty loud. Maybe I can get my band booked at Ronny’s. That’s the idea.



Lolla is this weekend. I think I’m all set to go Saturday and Sunday. Saturday sounds like a definite. I’m a nerd, so I went on the website and mapped out all the bands I wanna see and made a custom schedule. On Saturday it’s looking like: The morning benders, The soft Pack, Stars, Against me, Gogol bordello, AFI, Social Distortion, Spoon, and Green Day. Sunday: (depending on when I get there) Health, Blitzen Trapper, Minus the Bear, Hockey!!, The Verve pipe?, MGMT/Wolfmother (tough call), The National, and Soundgarden. So I basically only have one person to go with, no one else is really interested. My buddy kinda only wanted to go to one day. Now it’s looking like he’s locked into two. I have someone else lined up to go on Saturday, so that will force the issue for that day. I’m pretty sure Saturday is a lock. Then on Sunday we were supposed to go and meet this girl we went to High School with, so I think my bud will go to that. Or if I go alone, I can just hang with this girl. Plus Soundgarden is playing Sunday, so that is a can’t miss situation. I’m pretty geeked the weather looks good. I’m not sure about the tickets. It might be tough. It’s gonna be hot, but not too hot, and it doesn’t look like rain is in the forecast. It will prolly be pretty crowded. I should be a lot more geeked than I am actually. I love this kind of stuff. Just love it. I love seeing all the bands and all the people, the energy, going from stage to stage, seeing a lot of bands that I like, it rules. Maybe my relative chill attitude is good, maybe I will enjoy it more by the contrast. I won’t have too high expectations. We shall see.

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