Archive for January, 2010


Posted in music on January 29, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

Another great archeological find:

Great Albums: matthew sweet-girlfriend
Current mood:  crappy

Matthew sweet, the girlfriend album

When I found this cd today at the used cd store I was ecstatic. I had wanted to make this the next cd I prattled on about and stumbling upon it was pure serendipity. I havent heard this album in at least 3 years so I cant wait to listen to it. This album came out in 1990 so I was about 16 or so when I came out, thought the time in my life I associate with is was the summer and first couple of years after I finished high school. In a fair world this guy would have sold out arenas instead of being mostly unknown, he still produces albums and is mostly working as a producer now, he was also involved in the musical direction of the Austin powers movies, but frankly as great as his songs (also hes a great player he did all the bass, rhythm guitar and most of the drums as well as all of the vocals-he brought in a handful of other musicians for lead guitar and drum tracks) were he was held back by the fact that he was a kind of chubby guy and therefore hard to market—I can relate to thatlaughs so here you go one of my favorite albums I hope you will enjoy it.

TRACK 1 :DIVINE INTERVENTION, this song really sets the stage for the album. A great raw telecaster tone and 3 or for really catchy hooks before the vocals come in. It makes me think of listening to the album in my first car, which was an olive green dodge Aries with one gold door, driving very very early to school my first semester in college. One of the things I like about this album is it is almost a textbook on how to write songs. Frank blacks teenager of the year is like that as well (when I get that cd again Ill be writing about that one as well). The album also has a great retro-timeless quality that makes it just as good now 16 years lateroh god I just realized this album is 16 years oldand I remember it when it was newI feel oldlaugh it reminds me of rubber soul era Beatles a bit.

TRACK 2 IVE BEEN WAITING this is one of the sweetest, most perfect, pop love songs Ive ever heard. A song I could never write because I dont think I could go 3 minutes and 36 seconds without saying something cynical or throwing in a joke. At the same time I think we have all felt the same way as the narrator of the song, young optimistic and in love the only way you can be in love when youre in your late teens. The arrangement makes me think of roger mcguinn of the Byrds and lots of great late 60s pop acts. I will defend pop as a genre, because it has such a great scope, however most of it is sheer utter garbage, acts like Matthew sweet make pop something other than a dirty word. Its fun and bouncy.

TRACK 3: GIRLFRIEND this is the first Matthew sweet song I ever heard, it is also his biggest hit. I fell in love with the song and it always makes me excited when I hear it. Again using the textbook metaphor its lesson is how to turn a good song into a great one with a great guitar part. Richard Lloyd of under ground and influential late 60s band television does those great guitar tracks in the background as well as the solo. Its another driving down the highway sing along songs. I have to do this live with Gregg sometime. It makes me think of summer as well as going to school with my best friends when we all were in Broward Community College together. Good times. I also absolutely love the end of this song.

TRACK: 4 LOOKING AT THE SUN another great and innocent love song. I am an absolute sucker for the chorus in this song, another one to sing along with even when you cant rememember the lyrics. I used to sing along to this in my room of my parents old house while doing homework and that. Again I love everything about this song, something that is especially good to listen to now that Im trying to concentrate on doing more songwriting. The bass line is also great, simple and it really drives the beat without getting overly busy, it really lets the song breathe.

TRACK 5: WINONA a great tear jerking country feel love song. I love the bareness and honesty of the vocals. Its like how love or attraction really is not so exaggerated like in so many songs. This makes me think of when I was a painfully shy awkward teen, nervous around girls and hopelessly romanticok not all that much has changedlaugh it is a delightfully sad song, by the end of it you really want this guy to get the girl, I also love the line could you be my little movie star. Its just a great line. Its like the secret ballad of every nice guy who never gets the girl hes after Again, it makes me think of who I was 16 years ago.

TRACK 6: EVANGELINE heres a song that really goes out to the comic book geek in me. Matthew Sweet is a huge comic book fan and wrote this song about the obscure comic book character Evangeline from first comics. You dont need to be a comic book dork to love this song but he gets extra cool points from me for thatlaugh. This is a fun song with great production. The guitar solo as well really makes the song so interesting. It just showcases the craftsmanship of his songwriting and production skills like the rest of this album. This is one of the albums I can listen to over and over again. There is something just very satisfying about it to me.

TRACK 7: DAY FOR NIGHT here is where he gets all-dramatic. Ive decided that I want to do a version of this song so I could really belt out the vocals. Its like an old Etta James song, but more psychedelic and mellow. Im singing along as I write this because I cant resist. Definitely this is one of my favorite songs on the album. I also love how much feeling is in this song.

TRACK 8: THOUGHT I KNEW YOU Im a sucker for a false start introlaugh. This has a great flamenco feel. It really stands out on the album stylistically. Great lyrics as always, very clear, clever and creative.

TRACK 9: YOU DONT LOVE ME this song is so sad. This is one of those soundtracks to getting dumped by a lover, and makes me think of one particularly embarrassing moment many years ago, very very drunk on very very cheap whiskeysobbing Im so glad Im not young anymorelaugh.. A great song. The pedal steel really makes a huge difference on the emotional impact of this track.

TRACK 10: I WANTED TO TELL YOU luckily Matthew sweet goes to a more lighthearted rock song before his listeners slit their wristslaugh yet another great pop chorus.

TRACK 11: DONT GO I love the intro to this. This is such a passionate song, again very singable, very memorable and possessing more of those very realistic, emotional lyrics that really hold my attention and engage me as a listener.

TRACK 12: YOUR SWEET VOICE a country feel again permeates this track, but it defiately works. Somewhat trancelike vocals, very sweet. It makes me think of one particular girl I dated (again a very long time ago) and cuddling with her on a cold night under a macramé blanket while watching old movies. The window was open and I remember feeling the cold air on my face and on my feet even though I was wearing socks. It was one of the first times I ever really held a girl, so its a memory that is a sentimental oneI havent thought about that in ages it makes me think of how shy and lonely I was back then, but not in a bad way.

TRACK 13: DOES SHE TALK good album pacing saves the day once again. A great rock and roll song delivered with a delightful swagger in the vocals. I love the line did she lick your palm to tell you your fortune tonight. Its such a visual, interesting and sexy line in the middle of the song. The textbook lesson here, is how to have a rolling stones style swagger in a song.

TRACK 14: HOLY WAR this continues the more rocking feel of the last song. It makes me think of catching great local shows in the early 90s when there were actually a bunch of great local bands in ft Lauderdale at the time I was probably in one of the worse ones; but I was learning. Great intelligent lyrics, topical without becoming era specific, a good song plain and simple.

TRACK 15: NOTHING LASTS break out the tissues again here is another sad sad songlaugh I love the delicacy of the song. The delivery of the vocals shows such vulnerability, which is something I find rather courageous. I also love how sparse the arrangement is. Definitely something to learn from since I have an occasional tendency to over embellish.

Well that was Matthew sweets girlfriend album. I hope you liked it.
Thanks for listening


blast from the past the IRON MAIDEN Boston adventure

Posted in music on January 29, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

A repost from an old blog enjoy.

hello all i’ve managed to make it home without being arrested for vagrancy; i’ve showered (at last) and in about 3 hours will be in miami practicing playing iron maiden songs. gregg & i flew up to boston with very little money & the clothes on our backs, we knew that we were inproperly dressed for the weather but that was part of the challenge, like it was sone odd urban survival show. the flights were utterly uneventful and we arrived in boston at about 11 am. we promptly hit the subway and began wandering around boston, the wheather was about 40 degrees (a big change from the 88 degrees it was here at home). i immediately loved the feel of the city, i felt at home from the time i stepped off of the plane and promptly got the hang of their clean and efficent public transit system, and the archetecture was beautiful. being ravenously hungry we ended up at a place called the sunset bar & grill where we enjoyed a very nice meal and were served by the lovely and efficent carrie who gave us some useful tims as for finding our way around the town as well as imparting a really cool beer pouring trick. we continued wandering around and stopped at a great little coffe shop called the espresso stop for a pick me up where we met the talented and lovely kelly who worked there & we ended up running into at the show sitting right next to us (small world-also thanks for sharing your pretzel with us). from there we went to a place called t’s lounge and tossed back a few points with a few thousand maiden fans. it was like a metalhead version of valhalla…lol… in a bat of an eye it was time for the show, our seats were AWESOME!!! without exaggeration we were less than 25 feet from the stage. the opening band was my poisoned valentine they were all right but we were waiting for the main event and we were not disappointed. the band was on fire i’ve seen maiden twice before and neither show came close to this one. the played THE ENTIRE NEW ALBUM start to finish and each song was an instant arena classic. the guys were obviously really excited about the new material and it was fantastic in every way. there were a couple of technical problems but they were quickly fixed and laughed off by the band. again we were so close i could see the wear marks on the back of steve’s bass neck and was able to pick up lots of little tips on performance. they played over 2 hours & it was simply absolutely fantastic. after the show we went back to t’s lounge and met 2 guys named dave who traveled from texas, as well as sharon (who is on our maidenmiamiband myspace page who i recognized from her tattoo-hi hon’) who had come froim san diego with her roommate as well as “the beast” who had come from england. gregg also met a guy who came all the way form poland for the show.
after t’s lounge closed things got interesting as gregg and i literrally were wandering like vagrants for the rest of the night freezing. i ended up stuffing newspapers in my thin jacket to help keep out the cold. we tried to go to a hostel but unfortunately they were both full & lived up to their homonym…(for the slow on the intake hostile)…lol… we did see a great view of the city abandoned beautiful & deathly quiet. i got to see fenway park at 3 in the morning, sucking in the history of the place as my teeth chattered and gregg got misty thinking of the history his family had as they were all from boston (and therefore HUGE red socks fans) and after 26 years of friendship i’m the same by adoption. we also wanded through boston’s chinatown at night & i found a cool little buddah necklace on a silk strand that i’m wearing right now. again quiet and beautiful. eventually at around 3;45 am we ended up sneaking back into the airport to get an hour or so of fitful sleep before heading back out to the streets of downtown boston.
on saturday we wandered throughout the sity and took the train to harvard & wandered around the beautiful campus. again it was very quiet and impressive, lots of squirrles. greg took a brief nap on a park bench while i wandered around in the cold quiet thinking and taking in the environment. later we hit the markets and of course had to go to & tip a pint at the legendary cheers (hell we grew up in the 80s) where thanks again go to the also very pretty & efficent lori who was our server there. after all that we did more wandering around taking in the sights and feel of the city until crashing on the airport and hopping on our plane home where on our connecting flight in north carolina i was seated next to a very cool, interesting guy named raligh who was coming into florida to do some shrimping and fishing who built hot rods and owns some BBQ restraunts in NC called Ian’s. as always as soon as i’m home i’m ready to run off somewhere else which really convinces me that touring musician is probably the profession most suited to my personality (i am available for hire…cheap…lol) all in all boston i loved my only complaints were that stuff closed surprisingly early (all the bars close at 1 or 2 not 4am like i’m used to) and the number of public bbathrooms really wasn’t adequate, especially in relation to the efficency of the barmaids.

there is tired and then there is tired

Posted in rants on January 27, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

I officially knew I was depressed when I bought the pickled sausage at the gas station today.

there have only been 2 occasions in my entire life when I’ve eaten them happily; once several years ago while enjoying a particularly fun sci fi convention as a single art student (amusingly i roomed with shu & her family long before there was even a glimmer of our future) and once in Miami when I was getting gas & they had them on the hot dog roller.  At this stage in my life, a pickled sausage is a promise of pain, like the culinary equivlant of being a cutter.

It just wears you down, life does…  We are working like mad, sacrificing all but utter necessities (I count cable & internet since we cant afford to go anywhere) and are still running severly short on bills….  If anybody wants to donate I’ll let you…  I’m still suffering from exhaustion (at least according to the EMT’s who revived me a few weeks back who frequently stop by work for ribs & to marvel at the fact that t am still amongst the living) yet I’m trying to find work on the side to catch us up.

Kira at least is feeling more herself after her stomach ailment since she’s now back to being an ungrateful little bitch and refusing to help out around the house.  I feel we lost so much knowledge since the Victorian age, back then they had children working in coal mines, I can barely get mine to do the catbox.  In any case I no longer think I’ll have to deal with the aftermath of my sick children’s inability to get any  vomit at all actually into the bowl–I’ll let you do the math on that one.

Shu herself is beat to the ground as well, between work, pain & keeping the kids/house in line, my back is finally healed but still the catchup will still be as pleasant as an incedent involving my scrotum & a paper shredder…  Which is inevetably doomed to futility anyway.

Moments like this I desperately wish my dad was still alive, I just don’t know how he fucking SURVIVED all the bullshit Continue reading

Another Crazy Star Wars Fan Theory

Posted in music, rants on January 21, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

Ummmm…  I think that I need to put some more thought into this one…

Ok I got it.

Bohemian Rapsody is really about Anakin Skywalker, hang on I can do this.

It begins with the famous “Mama Just killed a man..” that deals with Anakin’s guilt over his slaughter of the Tusken Raiders that kidnapped his mother, carrying on like “nothing really matters” is a perversion of the Jedi dedication to non emotional responses to problems, the “little silloetto of a man..” is the Darth Sideous, “Scaramouche,Scaramouche, will you do the fandango?”, Ok I got nothing there, but “thunderbolt & lightning very very frightning” Sith powers, force lightning see, yeah, “Gallileo”, he ment Genosis Freddy Mercury heard it wrong that’s all.  Ummmm….  The end part “Do you think you can stone me & spit in my eye, etc” it’s Vader at the end regaining his humanity and tossing the Emporor down the shaft thingy.

This entire post, makes it evident that you should always read the dosage of cough syrup regardless how much you weigh.

I’m going to wake up the kids and get them to school then take a nap; otherwise I’ll be rambling about how Billy Squire’s “Stroke Me” is really an anayalasis of the plotline of  Whuthering Heights.

America in 10 meals 2- The Quickening

Posted in Food on January 16, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

About a year ago I posted this question and was only responded to my delianeal (on my blogroll as so there we were) my original lummoxcateer, but now since I’ve far more readers and time has passed, i once again make the query as I quote myself from a year ago.

America in 10 Meals

This might be a somewhat controversial post, (as it should be) but since I’ve been having on of my periodic chronic bouts of insomnia I’ve had quit a bit of time to obsess over this one. Here is my query; you are entertaining a hardcore “foodie” from another country, they have never been to America before & they have challenged you to give them a warts and all synopsis of American food in 10 meals. The following is my big 10 and should give you a feel for the “rules” so to speak of the game & I very much hope that some of you submit your own as I realize that growing up in South Florida probably puts an odd skew into my conception of these things. These are in no particular order by the way.

1: Bacon Cheeseburger with Fries and a Large Strawberry Milkshake

2: Super Slow Cooked BBQ Pork Ribs with Homemade Cole Slaw and Baked Beans

3: Chicken Fried Steak & Fried Eggs with Homemade Biscuits & Sausage Gravy

4: An Over the top “Meat Lovers’” style Pizza from a Mom & Pop Pizza place served with Garlic Rolls & Cheap American Draft Beer

5: Southern Fried Chicken with Mashed Potatoes & Gravy & Fried Okra

6: An Excessively large Steak with a Loaded Baked Potato & Spinach

7: An Old School New Orleans style Jambalaya or Crayfish Boil (I had a tie)

8: A Big Overstuffed Submarine Sandwich Served with Potato Chips

9: A Bowl of New England Clam Chowder & a Crab Cake Sandwich

10: An Overstuffed Reuben from a good Jewish deli server with a Potato Knish & a Celery Soda

I have no illusions that I’ve covered everything, but there had to be limits. I also realize that the Dirty Water Hot Dog is a glaring omission, a “Hungry Man” frozen dinner says volumes about the American diet and I almost added a trip to any “all you can eat” place located in a strip mall but I had to draw the line somewhere otherwise this would be a book not a list. So dear readers feel free to point out my latest glaring failures & inadequacies & throw your own 2 cents in.

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2 Responses to “America in 10 Meals”

delianeal Says:
May 4, 2009 at 11:17 am e

Hmmm, clearly an offering from the Eastern side of this great land – my list will have a southwestern bent. I actually have a friend coming to visit from Ireland who is what I would consider a foodie so I’m trying to figure out where to take her here in AZ – I see lots of chile in her future!

OK, my list is thus:
1. Fried chicken & mashed potatoes with gravy (homemade, puh-leeze!)
2. Dungeness crab and sourdough bread a la San Fran at it’s best
3. Planked Salmon over a wood fire
4. Big Bowl of Red Chile with cornbread & Big Bowl of Green chile with buttered tortillas (I know that’s two – but they’re similar enough to be one dish, and yet different enough to require individual attention!)
5. Macaroni and Cheese (unfortunately, I think this would probably have to be Kraft to be truly American)
6. Big Ass Burger and mountainous pile of shoestring fries (at the Roaring Fork in Scottsdale – the best Happy Hour bargain on the planet)
7. Massive plate of hot wings and all necessary acoutrements, including several pitchers of beer
8. Yankee Pot Roast with apple pie for dessert
9. Heart-stoppingly giant Porterhouse steak cooked medium-rare with all necessary sides (I’d probably go chain-restaurant with this and just take my guest to Ruth’s Chris – or Phoenix has a great old-school steakhouse called Durant’s that gives Ruth’s a run for her money)
10. Crawdad Po’ Boy with fries and coleslaw.

Ten just isn’t enough! I concur with most of your suggestions, but I didn’t want to copy. . .
Ironically, when our Irish friends visit, the one place the men want to go is the Claim Jumper which, if you don’t have them in your neck of the woods, serves embarrassingly enormous entrees – really over-the-top, and not necessarily in a good way. I think the guys just want a taste of unabashed American excess. . .

Further evidence to the fact that my housecats are assholes…

Posted in pets on January 16, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

As I have previously said, “I’m fairly convinced that my housecats are assholes…”

I have further evidence to support my claim.  As you know I recently built a new bass.

One of my felonious feline fuckups, jumped on the bass as it was minding it’s own buisness on the wall hangar, knocking it down, and causing the already dodgy electronics to jarr out of place.

Not surprisingly, I immediately wanted to throw open all the doors to the place & use each possible exit as a direction in which to practice my tuna salad fastball; then let nature take it’s course.

Remember I really like animals, however, these little jerkoffs have clawed up so much of my shit I’d want to have them declawed SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE IT’S CRUEL & DISFIGURING just to get back at them.  Obviously I’m not I’m just fantasising about it online, but still they drive me fucking nutballs.

I’ve lived happily with many a cat, but these jaguar sized hellbeasts drive me apeshit gorrillabiscuts crazy.

The Steps Involved in My Creative Process

Posted in art on January 15, 2010 by kingbiscuitpants

As I am home today actually making progress on my current freelance  illustration project I have noticed that my creative process has several distinct steps.

1: Check Email, after all the client might have sent me important information that changes the nature of the work.

2: Update Blog, well, since I have the computer up and running I can just check my stats real quick.

3: Lolcats…  I need to be in a good mood to work afterall

4: Mise en place, have to get my workspace all set up after all…

5: Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.

6: Breakfast, I need energy, if I’m hungry I can’t concentrate.

7: Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.

8: Coffee/tea/other, how can I work without coffee?

9:Pacing back and forth in my bathrobe.

10:Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.

11: Pick out “Just the right music to inspire me…”

12:Lightly draw some stuff on the page in “blue line” , maybe start really drawing, I don’t know.

13:Stand outside drinking my coffee.

14: Check all the dumpsters in my complex in the hopes that someone threw out a nice office chair since my children/animals /fat ass have destroyed another one.

15:Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.

16:Inexplicably feel compelled to put on a funny hat.

17:Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.

18: No wonder I’m not getting anything done this hat is distracting me.

19:Actually get some work done.

20:Check email, something might have happened regarding the project.

21:Might as well check my blog.

22: Blog about doing an illustration project.

23:Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.


25:Crave a cigarette even though I don’t smoke.

26:Suddenly find some chores compelling; “after all who can work in this mess?”

27:Actually draw something.

28:Reward myself with a snack.

29: Resume pacing since there is nothing to eat in the house.

30: Sit and stare at notes and blank paper.

31: Eat something of questionable vintage from the refridgerator.

32: Get a touch more drawing done.

Repeat until project is finished or deadline is missed.

And there you have it a peek into the pysche of a freelance illustrator, I hope it was informative.