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Thursday, May 26, 2005
  Snap-Back: The Musical Baton Continues
My buddy Seth sent me this and I am now, in a very chain-letteresque way, responding. It's called the musical baton. You can check out his answers at his blog, and you can see my answers below.

Total volume of music files on my computer:
4334 songs, 13:08:16:25 total time, 21.94 GB (iTunes)

Last CD I bought was...
Bruce Springsteen, "Devils and Dust" and Ben Folds, "Songs For Silverman" -- both actual CDs.
Phish - Live, 11/30/94 - Olympia, Washington -- downloaded from livephish.com

The Boss is slowly but surely turning into Dylan and I like it. The title track on this record is pure "Darkness on the Edge of Town" Bruce. Yearning, lamenting and failing. But this time, it's about the war on terror.

Ben Folds continues to slay me. AFter the 3rd listen, this record infects you. "Trusted" is especially tasty.

To me, Phish = Summer. This show is from an amazing run of live shows that occurred during 94-95. There is a 13:25 minute version of "Fly Famous Mockingbird" that includes the "Vibration of Life." If you don't know what that means, listen to it and you will.

Song playing right now:
"Run Like an Antelope" by Phish (from the aforementioned 11/30/94 show.)

The only lyrics to this 10-minute, mostly instrumental jam are thus:
"Set the gearshift for the high gear of your soul/you've got to run like an antelope, out of control."
Told you it was summer to me.

Five songs I listen to a lot these days:

"Hello Caller" by Matt Wilson (formerly of Trip Shakespeare)
"All You Need is Love" by the Fabs
"Pigeons" by Widespread Panic
"Life is White" by Big Star
"Jesus, etc." by Wilco

What do I love about music?
Well, for starters, everything. (Cameron Crowe wrote that and Russell from Stillwater said it. Just so you know.)
 
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
  The Wild Rumpus
The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind, and another, his mother called him "WILD THING!" and Max said, "I'LL EAT YOU UP!" so he was sent to bed without eating anything.

That very night in Max's room a forest grew and grew – and grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around and an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for Max and he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are.

And when he came to the place where the wild things are they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws till Max said, "BE STILL!" and tamed them with the magic trick of starinng into all their yellow eyes without blinking once and they were frightened and called him the most wild thing of all and made him king of all wild things.

"And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!"

"Now stop," Max said and sent the wild things off to bed without their supper. And Max the king of all wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all. Then all around from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat so he gave up being king of where the wild things are.

But the wild things cried, "Oh please don't go – we'll eat you up we love you so! And Max said, "No!"

The wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws but Max stepped into his private boat and waved good-bye and sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the night of his very own room where he found his supper waiting for him.

And it was still hot.

Here's to hoping you always keep a little bit of wild thing (and a little wild rumpus) in your life.

Have a swell Memorial Day.
 
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
  Attention, both of you: It's a fucking movie.
Here are a couple of people borrowing the interest from Star Wars for their own, very different, religious needs.
Take a quick look at both and decide whose service you would rather attend: The "Jesus is all around us, even in Star Wars" folks or the "watch Star Wars and you go to hell, you filthy heathen." Look just below the photo of the happy Presbyterians and download the Gospel According to Star Wars PDF or simply click here to go to hell.
 
  Tug List for May, 2005
Noted without commentary:

Star Wars: Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
"Prince Caspian" by Phish
The Chronicles of Narnia
"My Losing Season, by Pat Conroy
Cheesy Potatoes
Sean
Nick
Playstation 3
Fasting Bloodwork
The 'Rado
Tishamingo
The Wakarusa Music Festical
Bo Bice
The Weezer article in the current Rolling Stone
Ben Folds
Eminem's new video with the Crank Yankers puppets
Russell Bates' George Bush's Speechwriter short film
Powerball
The evil numbers from Lost
75 degree days, 55 degree nights
The Kansas City Royals
The Cashew
Memorial Day
Veterans
Pat Tillman
The Marquette Warriors
Size 34 pants
 
Friday, May 20, 2005
  Sith Notes
This is my personal review of the final installment of the Star Wars 6-ology, "The Revenge of the Sith." The following rewiew is spoiler-laden, so if you are still trying to be spoiler-free, DO NOT PROCEED.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! SPOILERS AHEAD! DO NOT PROCEED UNLESS YOU HAVE SEEN MOVIE OR DON'T CARE!

This is all very personal to me as you may or may not know from reading my previous post. So, I went into "Revenge of the Sith" with a couple of definite things I was looking for, and quite frankly, some definitive needs from the movie.

Here they are:

1. I needed about 10 – 15 loose ends tied up.
2. I needed Anakin to really have a watershed event that turned him to the Dark Side.
3. Ineeded to realize why Darth Sidious looks like he does vs. how we see him as Palpatine.
4. I needed to learn why some Jedi simply die while others are able to come back as Force ghosts.
5. I needed to learn who Anakin’s father is.
6. I needed to cry.

Here’s how Lucas did.

1. He damn near tied up all the loose ends I was worried about. We found out why Anakin turns, we saw Obi-Wan pick up his lightsaber so that he can give it to Luke in 20 years, we saw Leia and Luke being born, we saw the power of the Emperor, we learned why some Jedi can come back and others can’t. We also found out who figured it all out.

I give Lucas an A on this.

2. While, to him, Anakin seemed to have a huge event (the death visions of Padme), it sure seemed sudden that he turns on Mace and helps the Emperor to kill him. I realize that the Emperor had been poking that wound with a stick the whole movie, so I get that. I also understand that Anakin has been teetering on the brink of the Dark Side for about 20 years – so I can live with it. It could have been better and more tragic though.

I give Lucas a C on this.

3. I LOVED how the Mace “Jules” Windu was deflecting the Sith Lightning back into the Emperor and it burned, scarred and deformed his face. I also liked how Palpatine used that in the Senate to further condemn the Jedi.

This is an A+.

4. I LOVED the way that Yoda tells Obi-Wan that his old master has learned how to become immortal. I LOVE that Qui-Gon has been studying the ways of the Force from beyond the grave. This was a very creative way to finally sell Anakin's immaculate conception. If you go to supershadow.com and download the script, there is a scene where Yoda submits to become Qui-Gon’s padawan. This was a great scene I hope is on the DVD.

Concept: A, the fact that Lucas glossed over it in about two seconds: C.

5. I was floored by the description of Darth Plagueis and his ability to manipulate the Force to create life. There is a whole Frankenstein thing going in this time around, and it is further illustrated when Vader stands up off the table. (I half-expected the Emperor to shout, “It’s alive! It’s alive!” I really liked this notion and further enjoyed that fact that we are led to believe that Plagueis was Sidious’s master until Sidous cut him down.

This gets an A.

6. When that Youngling goes out to Anakin in the Jedi Temple asking for help and Anakin turns on his lightsaber, I teared up. I could not believe he could slaughter them like that. And I will admit, when Luke and Leia were born, I teared up again. I also nearly full-on cried when the crippled Anakin tells Obi-Wan he hates him and Obi-Wan replies, “I loved you.”

Solid B on the crying.

So, all in all, it was a solid B for me. It tied up loose ends, it had incredible space and lightsaber duels and we got to learn about the Jedi ghosts and saw the awesome power of Darth Vader.

And for me, that’s enough.

APPENDIX: I would like everyone to stop comparing these three films to the original Star Wars movies. First of all, we are all simmply carrying way too much baggage to look at all this objectively. I don't know about you, but I'm a whole lot different at 35 than I was at 7. (I suspect you are too.) I think everyone was hoping the new trilogy would recapture some of those old feelings we had when we were kids. It can't you guys. It just cant. Compare these films only to each other and you will utterly agree that "Sith" is the one we've been waiting for.
 
Monday, May 16, 2005
  From here to Courscant and back again.

SW III: ROTS
Originally uploaded by Tug.
Well, we're just about 24 hours away from the wide release of "Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith" and I decided that it's high time to tell you what I am feeling about all this.

For those of you who know me well, you are fully aware that I am a self-professed Star Wars nut. From the day I so, so innocently wandered into the Glenwood Thetre at 91st and Metcalf in Overland Park, Kansas to today, I have been absolutely Star Wars crazy. (Some would say obsessed, but other than dressing up as a Jawa for Halloween in 1978, I have never again put on a Star Wars costume. And, frankly, costumes are where I draw the Mendoza line between fan and fanatic.)

But I digress.

The reason I'm here today is to state something many of you will not believe. So, without further ado, here it is:

I don't care if Episode III stinks.

Just as I didn't care that Episode II kinda stunk, and Episode I totally did; I just do not care if Ep III is a total stink-bomb. Know why? 'Cause I love Star Wars too much to hate it.

It doesn't matter how bad the acting and writing is (often terrible, occasionally cringe-worthy). It doesn't matter that Obi-Wan told Luke Yoda trained him, making absolutely no mention of Qui-Gon. It doesn't matter that Jar Jar was annoying. It doesn't matter that George Lucas stripped in the Young Anakin at the end of Jedi.

As Bill Murray said so eloquently in Meatballs, "It just doesn't matter if we win or lose because the guys over at Camp Winnekwakwa have all the money and will still get all the girls. It just doesn't matter."

It just doesn't matter how good or bad this episode is. (Some people -- mainly angry fanboys -- still hate it. Others -- USA Today and NY Times -- are proclaiming it as either the best of the bunch, that's right, the WHOLE bunch, or at least equal to Empire. That's a big deal, Gungans. A really big deal.

But like I said, it just doesn't matter whether it's bad or good because it's still Star Wars. And frankly, Star Wars taught me a lot about the world, myself and life.

1. It taught me that there IS a galaxy far, far away. It taught me that somewhere, outside of my own head, backyard and sphere of influence, there exist wonderous worlds, magical forces and frightening (and breathtaking) creatures. It taught me to look to the stars, but not at the expense of "Where I was, what I was doing." Thank you Master Yoda. Back in '77, I started becoming a Jedi.

2. It taught me that great battles are being waged out there, even if I can't see them. Everywhere in the world, the battle between the Light and the Dark side is on, man. It's on like crazy. And if you don't think that leaders/warlords like Supreme Chancellor Palpatine/Darth Sidious actually exist, well then you haven't a clue about the governments of places like the former Yugoslavia, the Congo and Iraq. Star Wars is in the news everyday, people. Especially here in 2K5.

3. It taught me that doing what is right isn't easy, but it is always right. That Dark side isn't stronger, it's just easier, quicker, more seductive. Search your feelings, you know it be true. And, like the Jedi, you're probably teaching it every day to your own Padawans. Good for you.

4. It taught me that if you follow your heart, you'll win out in the end. Sometimes that means a you make a lot of money, sometimes that means you get a great wife and two beautiful kids. Sometimes it means both. No matter who you are or what you do, you have a chance, every day, to save the Princess, to escape from the Death Star and to save the galaxy. So follow your heart and take your shot. If you don't you'll regret it. (I know this from experience.)

5. It taught me that I have a choice, and that I choose to be a Jedi. The Jedi use the Force for knowledge and defense, never for attack. The Jedi protect peace, they use reason, they use compassion. Again, if you've got Padawans of your own, they (and you) can learn a lot from the Jedi.

Yep, today I'm glad I live in a world with Star Wars. And tomorrow I'll be glad. And the next day and the next too.

And if your wondering whether this last film will restore the George Lucas legacy or will knock the final peg out from beneath it, I have just one final thing to say:

It doesn't matter.

Because Star Wars, those crazy Star Wars (thanks again Bill Murray), are here and they are never, never going away. At least for me.

The Force will be with you. Always. (See, even the dead Sir Alec Guinness agrees with me.)
 
Monday, May 09, 2005
  Panic in the Zoo
Last week I went to see Widespread Panic with my brothers. I was blown away by their groove, their vibe and their energy. If you want to catch a good old-fashioned rock 'n roll show this summer, Panic is a good bet. They are constantly on tour and you can catch them pretty much no matter where you live in the U.S. of A. Go to their official site e to get the tour dates. There is also a really good fan site called Everday Companion that is really easy to use.

Like most other jam bands, every version of every song is different, and no show is ever the same as the last one. Here is the setlist of the show I saw.

05/03/05 - Starlight Amphitheatre - Kansas City, MO

1: Little Kin > Jack, Viper Jive, Can't Get High, May Your Glass Be Filled, Disco, Wondering > Send Your Mind, Greta > Knocking 'Round The Zoo

2: Chainsaw City, Surprise Alley > Blight > You Should Be Glad > Use Me > Porch Song, Papa's Home > Arleen >Drums > Papa's Home > Big Wooly Mammoth > Chilly Water

Encore: This Part Of Town, Postcard

As is also the custom with most jam bands, anyone that has a recording rig can tape the show and distribute it to whomever wants it. For free. So, I will be listening to it shortly.

My favorite moment was a soaring version of "Wondering." George McConnell's guitar spontaneously combusted for about 10 minutes.

God bless the jam.
 
Mainly I've been driving. Alfa Romeo. First to four in under sixty. Seconds. Gears. Dig it.

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