1979 - 2010

I just had to briefly mention the seriously tragic passing of You Say Party! We Say Die! drummer Devon Clifford. He collapsed on stage while playing a show at the Rickshaw Theater in Vancouver this weekend, suffered a brain hemmorage, and passed away hours after at a local hospital.

For those of you who aren't familiar with their work, YSP!WSD! is an incredible dance band and Devon's work behind the kit was always delivered with such an unmatched precision. His style and flare has been an influence on my drumming ever since seeing them for the first time years ago. I've since seen them at least four times, and I am continually in awe at their quality of musicianship and growth attained from countless tours across this country and Euope. I highly recommend you give this band a listen someday. I can't imagine what that must have been like for a bandmate to die during a performance. My condolences are extended to them.

happy hick day

To commemorate last night's fight, I took it upon myself to make my own UFC mug shot. Apparently it was a good match. I insisted on sitting in the hotel instead.
Funny? I thought it was pretty good. Gotta love that Mirror in Photo Booth.

I'm still not quite sure where I sit on the whole UFC thing. I fully understand the appeal of dudes pounding the shit out of each other. This stuff is huge out here (and in any other small town where there's nothing else to do but gamble and smoke). However, to me it's nothing more than one big advertisement. The fights really only last minutes, sometimes seconds. Yet the visual onslaught of ads shoved in your face for hours is enough to kill anyone's buzz.

Budweiser, Chevy trucks, Monster, Coors, Ford, Bud Light, Creatine, Harley Davidson, Sports Illustrated, Maxim, Burger King. There should be an epileptic disclaimer before these events.

But hey, at least it's better than the alternative. At least it's real.

RealD

Things I will do with my Saturday:

a) For starters, I don't smoke weed very often, but some occasions just call for it. For example, in about 20 minutes, we are going to get blunted so badly and then go see Monsters vs. Aliens in IMAX 3D. Honestly, if you've never tried this it's the best thing ever. The feeling is worth way more than the $15. If I knew these movies looked that amazing under the influence of mary-jane I'd probably pay something around $45. So yeah, that's that.

b) From there I'll probably come home and throw down an amazing meal after racking up the biggest bill ever at Metro yesterday. This was probably due to the fact that I was using a shopping cart and I just had the urge to fill that thing. That cart was also a first in three years.

c) Later tonight I'll probably juggle between a party at Cheese's place and a party at this cute Jewish girls house who I met last week. Thankfully, they live across the street from each other. How sweet is that? Good old Baldwin Village.