Published on Thursday August 30, 2007 .
Well not ALL…
Whoever it is that makes the big decisions down here in Town Center (I am certain I work for at least a few of them), could you PLEASE give us a convenience store!?! I know its not fancy to have a convenience store in this big fancy psuedo-metropolis but its just gosh-darned practical. Sometimes, around 2:30PM or so, I want a soda– maybe some chips– and I don’t ever carry cash or change on me (so I can’t use the machines in the office), so I am left with the options of walking down to the Exxon near Independence Blvd (which is just far enough away to not at all be practical) or drive to the 7-11 (which is much faster but stupid because I have to take at least one elevator trip to my car and drive 9 levels down the garage). When those fancy high-rise apartments at the Westin Tower get filled in, those fancy people are going to want something more than expensive chain restaurants, they are going to want the “I live in the city” experience of walking down to the lobby in your pajamas to buy a 1/4lb. Big Bite and a Slurpee. Trust me, I know. I’ve lived in the city, and getting startlingly cheap pizza at a greek convenience store located next to the scary gay bar on Boylston St. at 4AM is what living in the city is all about. I think.
I think I am hurting my case now.
All I am saying is that, 7-11 can be fancy. Here is a picture of one in the “fancier than anything Virginia Beach could produce” Beacon Hill neighborhood in Boston, MA. It has a gold sign. I think John Kerry buys his Slurpees there.
Published on Monday August 27, 2007 .
In recent years, the popular child-molester image of “creepy guy with a blue van” has been blown to shreds by 20-something blonde school teachers who have illicit relationships with young boys (and girls) and expect “compassion and understanding” for their actions, something they’d never make a Lifetime original movie about for the male sleezeball variety– we wouldn’t even make a TNT “Movies for Guys Who Like Movies” feature out of it (I’m not saying we should.. but I’d watch it).
The Virginia Tech shooting proved that those “even-tempered” Asians we never found to be threatening outside of kung-fu movies and college entrance exams are really just walking time bombs. Now, thanks to Michael Vick, Americans can now see that sick bastards come in all shapes, sizes and hues, and that torturing and mutilating animals mercilessly is not just for gaunt-faced, pasty-skinned, serial killers who were forced to sleep in their prostitute mother’s piss soaked beds as toddlers.
Yes, ma’am. You can blame white men all you like for the misery in the world, but it takes the united colors of benetton to make this sick sick planet go ’round it’s axis.
Incidentally, I love that I live in a country where a black football player can clumsily kill a couple of white people in his own home and be acquitted based on the race card but a football player who senselessly abuses and murders 30+ dogs is someone not even Al Sharpton will defend.
Ain’t that America.
Can someone please blow George Bush so we can impeach him??
Published on Sunday August 26, 2007 .
Yep. It’s time. It still seems like yesterday when my Sadowsky 5-String came in the mail ten years ago. Actually, it has got to be exactly ten years since I received it, as it was the summer of 1997. This bass survived my tenure at Berklee College of Music, nearly all of the gigs with the JJ Sadler Blues Band, and every gig I played with Jay Rakes. Some people have a hundred instruments, and some continuously buy and resell basses, looking for “that perfect one.” I tend to find something thats fairly “me” to begin with and then work with it until I can reach a compromise between the natural sound of the instrument and my own sound. This is why I like Fenders and Fender-styled instruments. They all have their own individual sounds, but they are also consistent.
Despite its age I haven’t had it in the shop much outside of the occasional setup or noisy potentiometer. It is covered with scratches and dings and the finish on the neck is practically worn through. It is my bass. All of these marks were caused by me.
Well it’s about time for me to send this bass out for a refret. Cosmetic wear and tear is one thing, but I Have worn some of the frets down to the point that they are buzzing like crazy and I can’t seem to get them to stop. As much as I hate the idea of shipping it, I think it is quite necessary that I send it back to the Sadowsky shop to have this work done. There are some good luthiers in the area, but it just makes sense to me to send this up to Brooklyn. I just emailed Roger Sadowsky for some input on the price and turnaround time. I suspect that it will need to have some fretboard work done on it too, in which case (since the board is maple) it will have to be refinished. My suspicion could be wrong though.We’ll see what the guru says.