MindlessChatter

My first CD was a an album by Salt-N-Pepa , which I've never learned how to spell properly until now.   My second CD was some single by an R&B artists that the girl I fancied at the time was into.   Eventually my cousin turned me onto the scam that was Columbia House mail order CDs.   I immediately signed up for the free CDs that my cousin recommended to me and signed my soul over to Columbia House. My collection quickly grew to include Pink Floyd, Metallica, Primus, Pearl Jam, Stone Temple Pilots, Soundgarden, and many others.   I have a very distinct memory of my cousin telling me that I needed to listed to this new album that was destined to be huge and he "knew about it" before anybody else.   That album was Temple of the Dog . Keep in mind that this was pre internet days ; the only way to hear about music was to listen to the radio or take advice from friends and buy the albums.   Sometimes it worked and sometimes you were left with a CD t...

I have come to realize that I am a Disney fanboy. I love the history behind Disney, the parks, the movies, the innovation, and the music.  Sure, I'm an "adult" male over 30 who uses his kids as an excuse to go see the latest Disney flick in the theater but I take no shame in admitting that I love just about every major release.  The storylines can be cliché, predictable, and according to some carry questionable themes but I still enjoy the ride.  I've even gotten to the point where I watch a movie just for to hear the music.  This habit is great on long car trip where I don't need the visuals to experience the movie.  I just let it play and let my mind fill in the visuals based on the audio alone.  Recently I've been hooked on the soundtrack to Frozen and have been walking around the house singing "Do you want to build a snowman?" Much to my wife's chagrin.  I've been known to look for covers of various songs just to see what I ca...

 A song Captn and I were talking about. I end up listening to it all the way through every time it comes on... I thought I saw you yesterday But I didn't stop, 'cause you was walkin' the opposite way I guess I could've shouted out your name But even if it was you, I don't know what I would say We could sit and reminisce about the old school Maybe share a cigarette, because we both fools Chop it up and compare perspectives Life, love, stress and set-backs, yes So you could tell me how hard you had it And you could show me all the scars to back it And we could analyze each complaint Break it down and explain these mistakes I make I like to tangle up the strings of the puppetry But you knew me back when I was a younger me You seen Sean in all types of light And I've been meanin' to ask you if I'm doin' alright [Chorus x2] Yesterday Was that you? Looked just like you Strange thangs my imagination might do Take a breath, reflect on...

I was dutifully working on my tasks, idly listening to the music that my coworker so graciously plays from her 60's style handheld radio, when The Joker is queued up.   The following exchange of messages takes place. Captain AwesomePants: I've always loved peaches.... Stella : hhmm.... Stella : if it were anyone else making that comment I would have said, "me too! with yogurt its the best" but being that the comment came from you I'm on guard! Captain AwesomePants: chorus Stella : omg Captain AwesomePants: Did you think the girl was a peach farmer? Stella : i took it literally Captain AwesomePants: Steve Miller just happen to be roaming around the country side Stella : he wanted to shake her tree because she liked peaches!   maybe he was too short to pick them! I couldn't let this go so I sent the following: Captain AwesomePants: You are aware that Led Zeppelin wasn't actually talking about lemons when he told the girl to squeez...

This is a guest post... Nothing helps.   I cry less than at first.   It's been a year, shouldn't something change? I know crying won't bring him back…stupid to think that it would.   I can't help it. Most days I can deal.   I make my to do list and move. I don't necessarily move in the direction that I planned, but I plan. Where is my list? I don't know but I stay busy. I still cry.   I cry a lot in my car.   Especially when the music is playing.   I don't even drive far. Moving on with my life and keeping busy...   Is that dealing?   I don't feel any different. I am just more busy, sometimes. Many things I do while I'm "busy" are the same things I did when he was here.   He didn't do the busy stuff.   He did the projects and fix-its and the building and many of the "together things" like driving and helping and leading. It's the alone times, like now, that make me cry.   I didn't plan it…it ...

I would pay good money to see Capt'n Punc. Perform this routine.    I don't know what made me think of the Capt'n. Maybe it was the way guy turns under his hat or it could be this move . ~Bibliotender

I just finished watching “It Might Get Loud.” Jimmy Page, The Edge and Jack White get together and discuss the guitar and describe some of their early experiences.   At one point Page stands up and plays the intro to “Whole Lotta Love” and you can see both The Edge and White turn into awestruck little boys.    

Music has always been a part of our lives.  Sure we watched a lot of T.V. growing up but it was music that kept us grooving during chores or entertained in the car (this was before radio was more commercial than music).  Sometimes we got to experience those special moments when you and a friend/stranger/group all ‘sing’ together, usually off key, and forever link that moment or situation to that song.  I have always been drawn to songs that tell an interesting story and subsequently spending way too much time researching the true events behind the lyrics or interpreting the meaning.   Tangled up in Blue - Bob Dylan I used to have these lyrics on my bedroom wall.  This was before we had the luxury of the internet and had to actually listen, pause, write, listen, pause, write, rewind, listen, rewind, listen, pause, write….cont. Dad and I used to argue over the lyrics; we never did come to an agreement on the 6 th verse (the part about living with...