Hello, and welcome to another episode of Sporadic Update Theatre!

Last night, I had a gig as a drummer. My brother plays suitar every Sunday night at The Kibitz Room in L.A. with a diverse group of performers, including the great Willie Chambers. You might know the Chambers Brothers from this song. At any rate, they go on at 1 AM (technically ( Read more... )

DSL is active, thank fucking CHRIST. EVDO is really cool, but I'd really rather have an interweb connection that doesn't cause Firefox to shit its britches ( Read more... )

What hit song of 2005 are you?

Your 2005 Song Is
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I'll give you a topic:

The advent of MP3 has made so-called "hidden tracks" far more of a nuisance than a cool thing. Discuss ( Read more... )

"Where is your boy tonight,
I hope he is a gentleman

And maybe he won't find out what I know
That you were the last good thing about this part of town."
--Fall Out Boy

I'm down in San Diego working in-office ( Read more... )

Well, eleven days later, I guess I have a free moment to fucking breathe, let alone update.

This week has been insane. As I mentioned before, my band is performing two numbers in a really cool dance show in San Luis Obispo called Sapphire Moon: Eclipsed. I went up to SLO on Monday night last week in prep for opening, which was last Thursday. I ( Read more... )

My band, Speak Like One Thousand, will make our debut performance at this show in San Luis Obispo. All pertinent info is on the website. I'd love to see you there. We'll be playing two songs in the show.

I was paging through Dooce's archives recently, and among other things (including the revelation that the area she used to live in LA is the same one where Sce's current apartment is, the one that we'd like to stay in if we can afford it), I found this awesome meme-like challenge she put to her readers some years back:

"In its former incarnation ( Read more... )

I'm a fan of local band Louis XIV, and I was annoyed when poky_sharpy sent me a Pitchfork review of their "The Best Little Secrets Are Kept" album that was not only unkind, but was in fact pretentious and utterly failed to be as funny as the author intended. I wasn't annoyed at poky_sharpy, of course; I was annoyed at Nick Sylvester, who was clearly in love with his ( Read more... )