Posts Tagged ‘Nerds With Instruments’


Wednesday, July 23rd, 2003

I worked Monday. Same guy as before. He’s moving, so we hauled furniture into his U-Haul, then down to a storage unit. NWI is playing at the Poetry Slam on Friday, as well as (maybe) the FMZ. If any of us practice. I’m in the most recent production of Lab Rats, onstage this time — as Watson. Thursday I’m going to see Laurel’s dance thingie. I was gonna bring Maggie, but I just don’t think she’d enjoy it. I’ll take her someplace else this summer — maybe to the play at the playhouse.

I’m finally finishing my pop-punk (real pop-punk, like Queers and Screeching Weasel) record from my band The Suckers. All it needs is backup vocals.


Sunday, June 22nd, 2003
Hot and Not

Lay’s Chicago Steakhouse Loaded Baked Potato Potato Chips
“Paradise Hotel” on Fox

There’s no better idicator of the health of free enterprise than a business hiring the homeless to advertise for it: Pizza Company Hires Homeless to Advertise. By the way, be doing this weird thing, they also get free coverage from major news sources like CNN and crummy online diaries like this one! What a bunch of friggin’ geniuses.

Last night I watched Big Trouble, the movie based on the novel by the funniest man in America, former Iraqui information minister Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf. No, sorry, I mean Dave Barry (who also has a blog). It was quite funny. One of those fast-paced, cram-as-many-jokes-into-an-hour-and-a-half movies. And the hallucinagenic-squirting toad (a great name for a rock band, zing! Dave Barryism) was classic.

I would like to point out the new feature on the blog for Sundays, the icon “Hot and Not.” Every week, I’ll pick something I find so freakin’ awesome that it blows my mind, and something so freakin’ lame it’ll make the Backstreet Boys look cool in comparison. I drew the icons myself, aren’t they pretty?

Well, today I did some work. Paid work. I had a hell of a time finding the place, though. It seems that Mapquest (I am not linking to protest) told me to turn onto Main Street in Hamilton, then left on Ricketts. For those of you familiar with Hamiltonian geography, Ricketts obviously does not go past Main Street; it stops at the graveyard. So I drove around up by Schneeb’s house for close to a friggin’ hour trying to find the damn place. I finally stopped at this bed and breakfast thingie and called the guy. Maybe I should have chosen Mapquest for my “Not” pick of the week.

Current Listening:
Bad Religion: “Change of Ideas”
So many theories, so many prophecies
What we do need is a change of ideas
When we are scared we can hide in our reveries
But what we need is a change of ideas
Change of ideas, change of ideas
What we do need is a change of ideas

Remember the mouse? The dead on that scared my sister half to death? This guy’s daughter, who is about Maggie’s age, found some live mice in their animal food bucket thingie. A mommy mouse and a baby mouse. Maybe the mummified one my sister found was their daddy, huh? Zing!

I have written three songs for the record NWI is supposed to be recording. We might learn one. They are: “I Really Do Have a Girlfriend”, one of those joke songs about a guy who makes up his girlfriend, “Someday”, a song about living in a boring, tiny, dead town, and “United We Stand”, a song about Americans standing together in ignorance. The highlight of that tune is the a capella break that describes the flag as John Ashcroft’s “stained shit rag.” It’s harmonized! I bought a special T-shirt for our next show; it’s so awesome! It’s an American flag, and below it are the words “UNITED WE STAND” in block letters. And it was only $5.99! Imagine that; patriotism can be bought so cheaply. With that digression over, I’d like to finsih by saying that I’ve also written a couple of songs that have lyrics that are too emotional or aren’t fast enough to be punk, so those go on the next solo record, which I will probably record before the end of the summer.


Monday, May 12th, 2003

I haven’t updated in a while. Oh, well. :-)

It’s finals week. On Friday my first year of college ends. I have to find a job. Kind of hard in Hamilton, MT, unless you enjoy working in food service. 😛

We’ve got a show on Saturday, along with UDA and Horseshoes.


Wednesday, April 30th, 2003

Oh, this is comforting. Jesus will make sure you never cheat!

First of all, our show isn’t really a show; we only get three songs. Probably the new one, “Hate Bomb”, “MJ Parker”, and “Vinny is a Cretin.” I’m still looking forward to it, but it’s not a show, really.

So it’s time for a rant. Today I saw some rude signs that proclaim that we must be out of the dorms by Friday the 16th. Yes, there are still Finals going on that day. So not only do we have to take whatever finals we have on Friday (I have one), we also have to pack up and check out, all by 5:00 PM! God, can’t this friggin’ university ever cut me a break? Do this NOW or you will get a fee. Don’t breath right on the minute or you will get a fee. Piss off!

So I actually went to the library to do work on a paper. Guess who I saw? My former roommate, Tony. Long time, no see. And just today somebody called the room asking for him. He was a lot friendlier than my current bro. Tonight I’ve been working on drums for Shawn’s and my pop-punk record. It turns out that altering the pitch of the snare drum slightly on each hit makes the durms sound more real. Cool.

Well, it’s ni-night time. Peace.


Tuesday, April 29th, 2003

Wow, my band has a show this Saturday. I don’t know how it happened. It’s a battle of the bands; I doubt we’ll win. I mean, we’re good, but we’re out of practice and I just don’t have self-confidence! But at least we’ll play.

I finally signed up for some Psych research experiments. Two weeks left in the semester and I sign up for them now. I have to look into getting a dorm room next year and I have to sign up for my classes. I can’t believe we have a show…. WOW.

Oh… and THIS is comforting. Apparently, statistically I’m a woman. Big surprise, huh?

You are definitely a woman!

How do we know? Well, deep down, your gender affects everything about you, from your favorite number to your views on Canada. Many women who took the test think and act just like you, as you can see from the clusters above.

Statistically speaking, you are a chick.


Friday, April 11th, 2003

Super-Long Special Small Font Movie Quote of the Update:

Frodo: I can’t do this Sam!

Sam: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end, because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back — only they didn’t. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo: What are we holding on to Sam?

Sam: That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo and it’s worth fighting for.

— The Two Towers (Indirectly J.R.R. Tolkien)

Throughout the war, Iraqi Information Minister Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf has been keeping me in stitches with his announcement about the advance of American troops (go to Something Awful to see what I mean). But this levity got me to thinking. Now, obviously, our government wouldn’t lie to us; and there’s no way that the media isn’t getting at some of the truth. But how do we know that what they’re telling us is the truth? After all, they’re still clinging to the pretense of ‘weapons of mass destruction.’ Anyway, something serious.

I got mega-drums done, including (finally) drums for “Knockout.” That song has some bar of 6/4 time! Wow! I should actually have some demos for the band by the end of the weekend.

I wrote a poem comparing somebody establishing in his or her niche to a Hobbit. It’s long, but not too long. I think Mom will like it; she’s a big Tolkien buff. I’m thinking of creating a ‘band’ to showcase my Poppier music (‘poppier’ is so close, keyboard-wise, to ‘poopier’):

  1. Eye Candy
  2. Knockout
  3. Old People Scare Me
  4. Not My World
  5. Laura
  6. Am I Immature?
  7. Mama Said Knock You Out
  8. Scene

And I could write more. I dunno. I’m still toying with the idea. Ideally, NWI would learn almost all of them.

Man, it’s damn nice here, weather-wise. Warm, light later. The Oval is, as someone on my floor said, like a resort. I’ve been out to play my guitar several times. I hope it lasts and we don’t get a friggin’ snowstorm.

OK. It’s bedtime. I’ve been oversleeping and missing waaay too many early-morning classes lately.


Update on New Album

Wednesday, April 9th, 2003

Blatantly Liberal Link of the Update

The ABC’s of War

Well, I wrote Misanthropomorphic. It’s your standard rock song. Sequenced the drum tracks. It looks like my solo will have seventeen or eighteen tracks. I’ve been working on tracks for other NWI tracks, as well. Hopefully I can get 3 or 4 new NWI songs on tape this weekend for the rest of the band.

Update and Poems

Thursday, March 13th, 2003

Sorry. Gotsta update this thing more often. I’ve been busy.

First, I’ve been working like mad to get the Nerds With Instruments website updated. I learned about Cascading Style Sheets on Wednesday and have been updating the website to include them. Now, I can switch color schemes by judiciously changing a few images a CSS files, as opposed to spending hours tweaking colors on thousands of HTML elements. Dave likes CSS.

I’ve also been writing poetry. Here is a sonnet I composed while eating lunch today:

I sold Satan my soul at midnight

on the crossroads (He did look quite a hoot

decked out in his wingtips and Armani suit);

all that I really wanted was a light,

but it was quite a treat to see that brute

cackling and chuckling with evil delight

(it was clear the fiend thought the price was right).

I showed no fear. I was resolute.

If he’s apt to trade a soul for a whim

(praying for the better end of the deal)

then he may collect after my last breath.

I forsee no torment after my death.

Lucifer believes his end was the steal.

I don’t want to spoil the bargain for him.

Here’s another one. It doesn’t have a name:

Down myriad aisles stretching miles long

Lie uncounted volumes, each one a door —

And one portal leads to a thousand more.

Here an adventure, there a book of song,

A tome of knowledge and a book of lore.

I yearn to leaf through them, to stroll along,

To grab a stack of books twenty strong,

Each one offers something new to explore.

Sitting on a couch, in a cozy nook,

I hear no hustle, no crash, no car horn.

It’s a silence of gold, of turned pages,

A moment lasting through untold ages.

My world seems neither hateful nor forlorn

It consists of only me and my book.

Pretty nifty, huh? I like the rhyme scheme (ABBABAAB CDEEDC). It’s a pretty simple one for the octave (the first eight lines), but the sestet is nifty: the “C” lines surround it, further offsetting it, and there is a third and final “sandwhich” quatrain in between them. The only problem I have is finding four A and B rhymes.

Speaking of boring pedantic stuff, in English we had a test. I hadn’t done any of the reading. I do not think I’ll get a good grade on this quiz; this time I’m serious. But I don’t care. As long as I get a ‘C’, I’m fine.

John called and I’m going to see “My Fair Lady” on Friday. I really don’t like going back to my alma mater so often (I went there last Saturday to see C.C.’s show, The Phantom Tollbooth), but John’s a buddy (and former Speech partner), so I’ll go. They only have two showings of it, though. I’d be pissed if I was in it and they only did two shows — they’ve been practicing since early January. Apparently, the school didn’t spring for performance rights for more than two shows. Typical.

Ha ha ha. My school is running Neil Simon’s Rumors for two weeks! And I have three stages! Not even the mighty Hamilton High School can top that!


Sunday, March 2nd, 2003

Wow, this weekend went quickly. We didn’t practice, so we might not play on Friday. I’ll try to get down to the valley sometime during the week to practice; if that happens then we’ll play. I really want to play this show, so I hope we can practice once this week.

I went to John’s for the Geek-fest. Star Trek, Video Games, and computers, oh my! The best part was the midnight excursion to Super 1 to pick up donuts. I didn’t get much sleep, though.


Friday, February 28th, 2003

Apparently, my band does have a show next Friday. I wish there was more time to promote it, but (to quote Mick Jagger) “You can’t always get what you want.” So that gives me stuff to do, as far as making ads and putting them up. I want to learn some new songs, but I doubt that’ll happen.

Also, John called. He’s having a geek-fest at his house tomorrow: a Star Trek marathon. Dave just might go.

Here’s something to add to the College-is-Easy file. On Wednesday in my British Lit class we were put into groups to answer questions about “The Lotus Eaters” by some guy whose name starts with a T (Lord Tyrannus… Darth Maul? Dave knows not). Anyway, none of the five people in my group had read the damn poem. We managed to BS our way through the discussion about it in class today, though.