Monthly Archives: December 2007

Refazenda

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Well it was back to work today, three days off was refreshing but of course I had to go back in. There was some trepidation of course, because of my fucking up last week, making this morning uneasy, but I got through it and got over it. I had a pretty good weekend after all. Last night was quiet too, Bill came home and we watched 60 Minutes and King of the Hill, then Dexter which was pretty good and really knows how to work a cliffhanger and last night was a cliffhanger for sure. Soon Bill was asleep and I was not long for the world of the aware.

Before I did that I made a cd for Tom Chin who mentioned that he would like a cd of the type of music that I like so that was a pleasant way to kill some time. I also have to get started on cd’s for Annemarie, but that doesn’t have to go out until after Christmas since the won’t be in California at that time. Gives me a few extra days which is nice. Relatively pressure free. Christmas is fast approaching and whatever cheer I had a few weeks ago has waned somewhat. Nothing in particular reduced the cheer, just haven’t felt it really. I’m sure working at Farfetched the next two Saturdays could change all that, but that’s dicey. It could go either way, I might be in the spirit, or I could just loathe everyone and wish it all over.

That’s what used to happen. I would just dread it so much and then have a good time on the holidays, then regret my antagonism. So I can’t really say how it would turn out though I am hoping for the best. Really I am. Last week I heard from Darren Shones, a name from my past and obviously changed to protect the innocent. His latest story is that he’s in Italy with his wife and kid. Prior to that he was in Harlem with the mother of his kid. Could it be he has two kids? I wouldn’t be surprised, and I wouldn’t be surprised if there were more than two, knowing what a globetrotter Darren can be. He used to work with a friend of mine, Gino West who I used to work with.

Gino was one of those people, the other, Kevin McBean who were my friends and knew I was gay, but being gay was abstract, and when I introduced Gino to Bill, it was good bye Gino, having seen my being gay as no longer abstract but seeing it as focused and it disgusted him. Still being the forgiving type I’d still be glad to call Gino my friend. A little misguided and who knows what Darren filled his head with about me. Perhaps Darren told Gino that I attempted to rape him. That was a story Darren told a neighbor when I was trying to help him out when he was evicted from the loft that he stopped paying rent in.

Regarding that neighbor, Darren told me he got her pregnant and since she was an observant Muslim she wouldn’t get an abortion. So he dumped two friends, one he was fucking, the other he was accusing of being fucked by. Oh that Darren, sowing his seeds and his lies around the globe. And Kevin McBean from Mobius Strip, a crap hard rock band, well I heard he had fallen off the face of the earth and into another woman’s open pocketbook. Perhaps next time I get stuck with what to write, I’ll just gossip and change the names, to protect me. Whee!

Here’s something YouTube
From the official Imagine Peace website at http://www.imaginepeace.com, it features some archive footage of John and Yoko along with the entire music video for “Happy Xmas (War Is Over)”.

Download the “War Is Over” poster from http://imaginepeace.com/downloads/War… Put it on a window, place it in your workplace, car, school, street, etc.

Who’s Making Love?

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After the past two days, going out and actually doing things, Sly & the Family Stone and the Chelsea art galleries, today I didn’t do much of anything. Last night I just watched TV, and edited photos that were posted in the Photos Page. Saturday Night Live had the best of Will Farrell on so that was funny, and that was followed by a repeat of the Jack Black episode of SNL at 11:30. Neil Young was the musical guest which made it interesting. I think it was their holiday show from 2005 then it was time to sleep. I woke up not hearing any jack hammers and I was grateful. Puttered around the apartment, called Julio to see if he and his baby’s mama wanted any bagels. They did and I dropped them off outside their door before sealing myself off in the apartment.

Read the papers, then I watched the rest of Super Bad which I watched partially on Saturday. It was ok, not as hilarious as I had hoped or I was told. It did have it’s funny moments though. Seth Rogan was hot in a uniform that’s for sure. I logged into IMDB for some info on the movie, and read the bulletin board. I was surprised at the reactions to the main protagonists declaring their love for each other while drunk. Nothing homoerotic nor homosexual but wow were these guys freaked out. I found it amusing and annoying at the same time. Ultimately I was disappointed with the movie though.

I also had the Story of Stax Records which was pretty good. Great footage and stories from Memphis. It’s funny, sometimes when I play bass I imagine myself to be Donald ‘Duck’ Dunn from the MG’s. Not that I can play as well as him, but it’s easy to lose yourself in his bass playing and seeing how deeply he is into it. The Stax story turned out badly though Stax Records has been revived yet again. In the extras there was a clip of a rehearsal with Booker T and the MG’s, Issac Hayes, David Porter and Sam from Sam and Dave among others.

That was pretty cool seeing the survivors getting together again. I know Jim Stewart passed away as well as his sister Estelle Axton who started the label in the early sixties, not having any idea what they were doing. Stax got screwed by Atlantic Records, when Stax didn’t read the fine print on their distribution contract and it turned out Atlantic owned all the records Stax was creating and Atlantic was distributing. Typical record business shenanigans, putting it nicely.

I guess I didn’t win tickets to go to London to see Led Zeppelin. I’m sure I would have known by now, considering the show is tomorrow. It’s a tribute to Ahmet Ertegun, founder of Atlantic Records. You can bet no Stax artists would be taking part in the tribute. Jerry Wexler is the only one from the Atlantic hierarchy still alive these days. He’s also Andy Partridge from XTC’s father in law. Somehow it all comes together and gets tied up under a nice red bow.

Hopefully you’ve checked out the photos page…..any comments?