geekent’s stuff’n things

28/06/2005

Stiff shift key

Filed under: ramble — graigkent @ 2:24 pm

The Current this morning was discussing new legislation that intends to further define and restrict on-line file sharing, amongst other things. Sponsored by Minister of Canadian Heritage Liza Frulla, this is cow-towing to big industry pressures at its worst. Making service providers or software creators liable for content on websites or P2P systems is part of what the legislation is trying to add as party of copyright defense.
The focal point of the conversation on the Current was the right one, however, stating that, yes, the major labels may be feeling some negative impact, but it’s alternative and independant musicians, and ultimately the consumer, who benefit from file sharing. It’s as if, finally, the little guy can compete with Warner Brothers and Sony, and in fact it’s the little guy that’s learned to take advantage of the promotional power that the internet provides. The big guys, frightened of changing their infrastructure or promotional strategies, would rather just shut it all down than try to cope with something they’re really not taking the time to understand.
You see, the reason why the major labels are sucking at the internet promo game is, well, their product sucks. It’s their over-produced, manufactured and overhyped marketing tools (and by that I mean musicians) that ultimately fail them. When a song hits the radio and people take to that song, they want that song, they don’t want an album. When you take a Britney and you write all her songs for her and you compose all her music for her, and you basically assemble a product, well, that’s not really music. People don’t respond to a Jessica Simpson album in the same way they would an album by Fiest. An artist who is truly an artist is writing, composing, and producing their own work on a full album, that authenticity comes across. People would much rather listen to an authentic album than a manufactured one.
Sure some heavily promoted pop star may come up with a great song, but everyone understands that it’s not the artist that made that song so good, but a production team, and few people are going to love an album made by a production team. In the old days, we had the option of buying EPs instead of full records, but after cassettes and cds took over the single basically fell by the wayside (they’re still around, though nowhere near as prominent). But people can’t go out spending $15 or $20 on an unknown quantity. The internet has made us smarter purchasers of music, allowing us to test out and sample full albums, letting us judge their quality before hand, and, for the majors it seems, people are finally realizing that they don’t like what they hear, at least, not enough to buy the album.
There are some people out there that have basically decided they’re never going to pay for an album again, and I know some of them. But at the same time I know more people that are buying more music than ever before thanks to the exposure of and availability on the internet.
If the major labels can get their heads out of their asses and realize that talent isn’t assembled in studios and by marketing teams, but instead needs to be nurtured and developed without interference, then maybe they can lean a little less on their promotional strategies and rely a little more on a stable of quality artists.
Audio portions of todays Current should be on-line tomorrow.

Joss of dreams

Had a weird dream last night that I was watching Ebert and Roeper’s “At The Movies” and they were having a discours on Joss Whedon’s “Wonder Woman” movie. Mainly they were arguing about whether Diane Lane was the right choice for the role. Though I dislike the man I find I often agree with Roeper on many of his reviews, and though I idollize the man, I sometimes find Ebert to be too lenient on some crappy, crappy movies. In this case though, I sided with Ebert in his assessment of Lane as the Princess of Amazons, and Roeper’s main complaint was that Lane is too flat chested for the role. Ebert called the man sexist and they moved on from their argument to describe the film.
Taking place in 300AD, the world no longer believes in the Gods of Greek mythology, an as their power fades a stuggle of relevance takes place and the Gods, Titans, heroes and villains of myth take up arms against one another, wreaking havoc on the Earth beneath them. Wonder Woman knows that Ares is responsible for the conflicts and instead of choosing sides with the powerful, she takes the side of mortals and leads them against the mighty.
Now that I think about it, it all doesn’t really make sense, and I don’t understand why a studio would turn a superhero movie into a completely fictitious historical epic (it seemed so much more like Troy than Spider-Man). But, alas, it was a dream and thank goodness. Surely Whedon’s smarter than my dreams any day.

Brokeass dvd

Mild panic after my region free DVD player broke while viewing something on Saturday (especially since I have a few Region 2 discs coming from across the pond), but the shoppe in Chinatown Centre I purchased it at kindly replaced it with very little hassle. If you’re looking for region-free and good service, that’s the place to go.

25/06/2005

This is not a concert review (okay, it kinda is)

Filed under: Live — gkentetc @ 2:30 pm

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(photo © chromewaves.net)

The Frontier Index cd release party featuring Parkas, Crime Taveller/Two Minute Miracles and Frontier Index - Horseshoe Tavern, June 24, 2005

I don’t do this that often anymore, this “going to a show” thing. Life’s just gotten in the way of being able to enjoy a long night out after a hard-workin’ week. I mean, there’s grass to be cut, cherries to be picked, weeds to be pulled, sleep to be had, reviews to be done, dvds to be watched, books to be read, cds to be listened to, games to be played, dishes to clean, etc… who has time to go for 5 hours to a concert?
Well, when you can expect good friends to be there, and the lineup is as solid as it was, well, you can’t not go. Parkas are always a draw for me. It’s a little hard for me to be objective about the band as two of its members are guys I know from school days back in Thunder Bay, but at the same time, I absolutely and unabashedly love their music. It’s always a pleasure to reconnect with the Brothers Rhyno (drums and bassman in the band) whenever they’re in town, but the real pleasure comes when the Parkas hit the stage. By gum, the boys definitely got something there.

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24/06/2005

Batman Begins

Filed under: In Theatre — gkentetc @ 3:04 pm

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d: Christopher Nolan
w: David Goyer w/ Nolan

I waited a week. I wanted to see it, but I wasn’t absolutely enthused to see it. I wasn’t really expecting a crushing disappointment, but I really wasn’t expecting brilliance either. I mean, Christopher Nolan’s films are good, but Insomnia was well done but a disappointment overall. And David Goyer, well, the man’s the go-to guy for comic book adaptations, but did you see Blade: Trinity? Ouch. The latter’s what really put the seed of doubt into my mind.
But then Nolan would do a punch-up on the script, wouldn’t he. He would make it fit his own unique style and vision, no? What was I worried about. Upon seeing the film I worried too much, and there was nothing much to worry about. It is, quite frankly, fantastic.
Were I a lad of younger years, or a geek of higher stature, I may have been let down a little, for this Batman film isn’t a really a Batman film as we know it. It’s not a Batman showcase to flaunt his fabulous toys and funky costume. Nope, this is a journey to Batman film, this is character development, this is understanding what exactly it would take to both mentally and physically develop as such an entity.

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Firestorm and the Action Philosophers

Filed under: Sequential Art — gkentetc @ 2:21 pm

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This past week in Thor’s Comic column, I took a look at Firestorm #14 which introduces writer Stuart Moore to the series (up to this point writer Dan Jolley had been doing an absolutely amazing job, twisting the Firestorm mythos on its ear making it one of my favourite reads. Moore’s not *that* good, but seems to be carrying on aptly so far).
The other book I reviewed is Action Philosopher’s All-Sex Special, which is a trio of tales about historical figures of a philosophical nature.
Other reviews include: the new Hellboy mini, Spiderman: House of M, Black Diamond (which sounds incredibly cool), the Nail tpb, GI Joe #0, and the complete Viminiarama (by Morrison) mini.
Next week, lots of graphic novels.

Nervous Tick Motion of the Head to the Right this time

Filed under: random — graigkent @ 1:33 pm

You know, I can’t hear or read the name “Patrick” without thinking of that tv commercial where the old dude picks up the phone and exclaims proudly to his wife “It’s Patrick, he took out life insurance”.
I don’t even remember which company it was for and if it was a commercial for Seniors only life insurance or life insurance for anyone. I think that phrase sticks in my head even more than “Clap On, Clap Off” or “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up”.
I recently read a frivolous book on “As Seen On TV”, highlighting 50 of the greatest ASOTV products like the Mr. Microphone (”Hey good lookin’, I’ll be back for you later”), the hair-in-a-can product GLH Formula #9 and the George Foreman Grill. The book (appropriately titled “As Seen On TV”) is equal parts fond nostalgia and mockery. Everything is written as little blips of detail on the history of the product, it’s successes and failures. There are little asides like “Unauthorized Use” and personality profiles of the people that made the commercials famous. There’s even a spreadsheet “celebrity gallery” that details 100 celebrities and the products they endorsed.
My absolute favourite infomercial is for the Miracle Ear which is like a non-medical hearing aide. In the commercial, people are using the Miracle Ear for both better hearing and, well, duplicitous and/or novelty purposes. A daughter and her mother are in the kitchen and the old man can be seen through the window working in the background when the daughter says something to the effect of, “Dad is going to be so happy with the fishing rod I bought him for his birthday” and then in the background Dad perks upright and has the biggest, goofy-ass smile on his face. Perhaps I’m remembering it wrong but he might even give the camera the thumbs up. No, that would be too over-the-top.
Not sure where I’m going with this… just some of the stupid shit I think about when I should be working.

And why I’m not working

They moved my desk last week at work. The upside is I’m closer to the window, the downside is I’m also in the direct line of fire of the air conditioning which is wreaking havoc with my system. Last night after dinner I felt a nasty lump in my throat which wouldn’t go away. This morning I woke up feeling exceptionally dry, with a sore neck, and a pretty uncomfortable headache. Also I woke up fairly exhausted as the construction crew across the street has decided that 7am is a good time to start pile driving.
ThoomThoomThoomEtc.
Look’s like Doomsday’s gonna bust out of his pen soon (WARNING: lame “Death of Superman” reference).

Senior Science

Heard on Metro Morning this morning that the Ontario Science Centre is going to be presenting Gunther Von Hagens’ BodyWorlds 2 starting September 30.
For some reason, Metro Morning felt it necessary to stir up the “controversy” pot on the display (listen to the interview). Now, I like Andy Barrie as host 99 times out of 100, because he does ask the difficult questions but sometimes, that 1 time out of 100, he comes off sounding like a real arse when he does ask the questions. I don’t want to put words into his mouth, but it sounds to me like he has a personal objection to the display (especially taking note of his rather snippy remark about how much money the exhibit will bring in). Perhaps it’s just a case of me only liking him when he’s on my side. *Shrug*.
If you don’t know Von Hagens’ work, well, it’s actual human cadavers that have been plasticized, with their skin removed, exposing the muscles and tendons and veins and whoozits. It’s in many respects a Grand Guignol, which I think is what Barrie objects to, a grim freakshow for the curious, and an exploitation of the bodies of the dead that make up the exhibit. But that’s kneejerk and reactionary. I think they’re fascinating works, full of educational value which I believe was Von Hagens’ intent. I think an eight year-old would be absolutely fascinated by this, like a dinosaur bone display, and take an further interest in biology. I know when I first saw a Von Hagens piece (I was probably nine or ten when I saw pictures) and my only reaction was I couldn’t see more detais. Yes, there is a morbid curiousity that goes along with the exhibit, but those that oppose its display likely have a fear of mortality and discomfort with knowing the limits of their own body. There’s nothing to fear.
And all the bodies in the display were donated with the express intent of being a part of the display, so you can’t take issue with exploiting the dead. Anyway, I’m excited to see the display first hand.

DVD news

As of Today, Kids in the Hall Season 3 is available for preorder at kidsinthehall.com. There was a very quick turnaround time between Season 1 and 2, but it’s been almost 18 months since season 2 appeared so I was worried that it didn’t sell as well and no more would be coming. But I guess schedules just fell behind.
The three Kids in the Hall sets are all the versions that taped for HBO (various skits were recorded twice, once with Canadian references, once with American ones), but HBO dropped the show after 3 seasons, and CBS licensed it thereafter. With two more seasons left to put together, but neither appearing on HBO, I’m not sure if they will get release, or what version of the show will be released (obviously the CBS versions were heavily edited for content).
In other exciting news, Space:Above and Beyond, probably the best sci-fi/military show ever to exist is coming to DVD this summer, but first as a Best Buy exclusive… no info on when it’s getting a wide release but, dayum!, I’m excited . I’ve been waiting for this for years and years. All that’s left is the 1990’s Flash and the Michael Madsen led Vengeance Inc. to come to DVD and I’m the happiest DVD collector alive.

The food of your choice will take your life tonight…

Sean Cullen is taking over GO’s time slot on CBC Radio1 Saturday morning starting July 2nd. His show Simply Sean, is filling in while Bambury and crew take the Summer off. I love Sean Cullen and his wacky sing-song mannerisms and his stifled giggle demeanour. Heavily looking forward to it.

22/06/2005

Are there no heroes

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 3:22 pm

There was a time in my life when I held certain people in the utmost of high esteem. These were people that, in my eyes, could do no wrong, that everything about them manifested into perfection. They had the Midas touch (no, not mufflers… y’know, turning everything into gold?), they were my gods among men.
I’m not sure when it happened but that veil of ignorance has been lifted. There are certainly people whom I admire greatly and towards whome have a certain sense of admiration and/or jealousy for, but I don’t revere anyone to that degree I once used to anymore for I have seen them for who they are. There is no perfection, there are no do-no-wrongs, and everyone is flawed in one respect or another.
And it’s hard, for when objectivity finally sets in, these people fall from grace, and they keep falling until they dent the Earth with snapping bones and splaying flesh. What I mean is, when I finally find out that my heroes are flawed, their descent is steep. It can put even the mightiest lord beneath the palest of rocks.
My latest dissatisfaction is with Neil Gaiman. I did once idolize the man, and I will still plead envy, but after being disappointed with many of his works as of late, I find myself jaded towards him. Logically I see his brilliance on series like Sandman and Marvelman, and his extensive education in world religions, not to mention the fact that he’s a sharp writer with a charming sense of humour, inspires raging jealousy. And yet, there are various works of his that, frankly, put me off. Works that seem vain, or lazy, or even pompous, like he can churn it out and it’s all gold his legion of fans will still eat up, even if it really is kind of shite.
I don’t know why I’m thinking this way. Disappointment I guess is just a damn hard thing to handle. Like once I finally accepted that Tori Amos had passed her prime by three albums, I really want nothing to do with her anymore. My fondness has faded to the point where I don’t really enjoy her music anymore. And it’s not that her music is bad (not the older stuff anyway) but rather I’m not fond of being reminded about how (kind of insanely) fond I was of her. It’s embarassing.
When I watch Star Wars (Episode 4) on VHS now (so, like, the non-fucked-up with CGI version), and there are little things that set my objectivity off, that pull me out of the movie a bit. I still love it, but I like it a little less sometimes. And George Lucas is no hero, his treatment of the films and his exploitation of its fanbase (and their money) casts that great little film in a kind of dark, black-masked shadow. But moreover, Lucas’ actions, and his contradictory attitude (he *was* all about anti-consumerism and anti-corporate at one point in his life) have dropped him so far out of my good will that I wouldn’t inflict bodily harm but I wouldn’t be excited to meet him either. Ewoks in Raiders of the Lost Arc. Sheesh.
So tell me people, who’s fallen out of your good graces and why. I have a long line of people who have fallen from the pedestal I put them on, and I have no one to blame but myself. Except I blame them.

21/06/2005

Questions that need answers

Filed under: random — graigkent @ 10:56 pm

# Why is there something rather than nothing?
Because if there was only nothing then how would you get “something for nothing” when you call Domino’s?
# How do you explain human nature?
Let’s say there are 10 people in the world. All 10 of these people are inherently good, and yet for each person there are 2 out of these 10 people that really piss them off, and another 2 of these people don’t want to be part of these 10 people, and the there’s always one out of these ten people that doesn’t want to behave themself, because they’re kind of a spaz. Etc.
# What happens to a person at death?
Hmmm, many theorists believe that when a person dies, they have all the juices of their body sucked out of them and replaced by a concoction of preservatives allowing that person to “live” on forever looking approximately the same way they did just before they died, only buried in a box roughly 6 feet under ground. Others philosophers think that we get burned up in a very hot oven and reduced to tiny little bits of dust which then are transported in a shiny metal cylander for mantle decoration, potential spillage, and subsequent vaccuming up and left in a baggie on the curb. There’s a third theory that states that the natural order of things is for insects to lay egg which turn into maggots which eat the rotting flesh from your body and other insects basically turn you into a fine mulch. But me, I believe that when you die. you just don’t need to care anymore.
# How do you determine right and wrong?
Hold out both hands, with your index finger and thumb outstretched. Now look at them… one hand is shaped like an “L”… this is the wrong hand. The other hand is your right one.
# How do you know that you know?
I basically believe my own bullshit, so it doesn’t really matter. The trick to knowing what you know is not caring about whether it’s factually correct or not, or about whether people believe you. Just belive it yourself and it will give you the strenth to make it through the day pissing people off.
Namastay.

20/06/2005

friday. Friday! FRIDAY!

Filed under: muse-sick — graigkent @ 12:54 pm

It’s an evening of Pop-Twang as the Horseshoe Tavern hosts:
The Frontier Index CD release party! on Friday, June 24th
The Schedule:
The Parkas - 9:30 pm
Crime Traveller / The Two Minute Miracles - 10:30 pm
Frontier Index - midnight
Doors at 9 pm
Show $8, CD $10
Be there or you’ll be somewhere else!
(If’n I’m thinking of it, I’ll be snagging some interviews for the Lakehead Campus Radio Alumni Lunchbucket avec Thermos(tm))

19/06/2005

… ‘cept for that last one, he’s a little chubby

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 3:27 pm

Those’re some cute cute kids…
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18/06/2005

A silly thing to complain about

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 1:10 pm

I’m a consumer, primarily of entertainment. I like to buy stuff, oh, yes, but even more so I like to read, watch and hear as much as possible. But as of late, since some fortuitous increases in my standard of living, minor though they are, I’m finding that I’ve been buying too much to consume, that I’ve been spending more time spending than I have consuming.
I’ve talked before about how what I’ve bought has stockpiled, and well, that hasn’t really changed. If anything I’ve just opened myself up to more avenues of stockpiling and more venues of consumption. With a region free DVD player I can now go on Amazon.co.uk and buy DVDs of shows I’ve never seen but have heard much about (Spaced is my next target). With the TiVo I’m watching more television than ever, although I manage to go through the programming a lot faster than before (How It Is Made appears to be on like 10 times a day, with Teen Titans running on a daily schedule as well).
It doesn’t help that it seem like I end up bying two box sets of television programming for every one I watch, and in the past three months I’ve purchased more movies than I rented (appx 12 bought to 0 rented) which I thought I’d sworn off doing, and I’ve only actually watched one of them.
But that’s not the worst of it. Comics. I’m swimming in comics. Granted, they are a lot easier to digest than film or tv, but every week I come home with more than I can consume in a week. And with my extra disposable income, I’m not being nearly as selective about what I buy. The stockpiles at the side of the bed are ever growing, and no matter what I do (aside from stopping myself from buying them), I can’t seem to reign it in.
I used to be a big fanatic. I used to have time to watch DVDs and then immediately thereafter watch them with commentaries on. I used to easily be able to sit through 6 hours of bonus features. I used to be able to reread my comics two or three times over. And don’t get me started on books. I’m still reading the same book I started in April (Red Thunder by John Varley, it’s a great book, but so far I’m only half way through). I did manage to read one book completely in beetween, but it was one of those pop culture books that has lots of big, vibrant pictures and short little blipverts all over the page (it’s a book on “As Seen On TV” products found on the discount rack at Chapters. Really easy, fun read).
It seems the only thing that’s gotten easier for me is music. Though I know I’m definitely buying less music, thanks to the iPod I’ve been able to listen to a large chunk of my CD collection anywhere I want. My only failure seems to be the timeliness of ripping new cds to iTunes, as it can take me weeks to do so (and with a very roundabout pain-in-the-ass process thanks to a glitchy computer). So at the very least I got that.
With all this consumption to get though, it’s actually a little stressful. There’s kind of a pressure associated with stockpiling wares, makes you feel like you’re neglecting that DVD or graphic novel. It gets tiring thinking about it sometimes. The other side effect is I have less time to blog, less time to review, and less time to think about doing either. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that much harder to do so, when there’s 1001 other equally unimportant things to do, see, read or hear.
Yeah, life is so very, very hard.

16/06/2005

Super F*****s

Filed under: Sequential Art — gkentetc @ 10:13 pm

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After a week off, I unleash my reviewer’s rage on James Kolchaka’s Super Fuckers over at Thor’s Comic Column
Others review various Batman projects, a Clive Barker adaptation, a little bit of western stuff, Hawkman and the New Warriors (?!).
Next week, more fun.

Mr. & Mrs. Smith

Filed under: In Theatre — gkentetc @ 10:09 pm

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d: Doug Liman
w: Simon Kinberg

(Man, it’s been a while since I did one of these)
I’m going to spoil the whole movie for you:
Mister and Missus Smith are two beautiful married upscale people who both happen to be master assassins, but the catch is neither is aware of the other’s secret life, and their secrets are keeping their marriage tepid. But naturally, once the veil is revealed, their respective bosses charge them with the task of killing the other. Of course, as they duke it out they realize they still love each other and that nothing turns them on more than shooting at one another and getting thrown into mirrors. And then, well, their bosses send more assassins after them, and they’ve gotta take them down. Do they go out in a blaze of glory like Bonnie and Clyde? Well… no.

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15/06/2005

Where Comics to Film suceeds and fails

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 5:40 pm

I was just thinking about how many of the recent comic-to-film projects have been resounding successes. Though I’ve not seen it yet, the Chris Nolan driven Batman Begins seems to be garnering insanely positive reviews for a genre pic, and could ante-up the high notches of adapted works.
But what I was really thinking is how it’s really those films that are spearheaded by artists, real craftsmen that wind up being good films. Ang Lee on the Hulk was genius, if not the essential geek-out rock’em-sock’em film the masses wanted. Bryan Singer on the X-Men was sharp all the way (even though X2 was bogged down by too many characters). Sam Raimi took control of Spider-Man to mass success. Nolan I’m sure will have no doubt puttin his own stamp on the Batman mythos.
But what makes these different from a Punisher or the previous Bat-films or the looking-worse-with-every-trailer-I-see Fantastic Four? Well, simple, vision. Like in their home medium, comic-book heroes are at their best when they’re guided by strong hand, instead of a committee. Look at the comics on the rack and you will tell quality by the writer more often than the company name. Editorial has often too much interference in the direction a character or story will take and that ultimately impacts how well the story comes off and how good the creators look.
In the same way a film where the studio lets the creator make their own stamp on the characters is going to be better than a film that has Jon Peters saying “we need a giant metal spider and gay robots” or Warner Brother’s execs stating “can you make the Brit an American?”
I think that Singer’s going to do a good job with Superman, as it seems the studio is letting him have his way with the character (realizing they’ve already sunken over 100million into the picture over a half-decade and not a single frame was shot) just to get it on screen. It’s also why Brett Ratner’s X-Men 3 and Tim Story’s Fantastic Four aren’t going to be very good as the studio heads have been dictating “this is what the people want to see”. (The Incredibles was Brad Bird’s skewering of the Fantastic Four, making this summer’s pic kind of redundant).
This isn’t fully fleshed out, so comments and additions are welcome (and I realize that Daredevil was left alone and that most think it kind of bad, and it’s a completely different case of Stephen Sommer’s syndrome where the studio left director/writer Mark Stephen Johnson alone and it didn’t turn out that well. But for its faults, I still kind of liked it.)

13/06/2005

Frosted Covered Groteeohs

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 1:44 pm

For the second Saturday in a row I spend 15 hours with my butt plastered to a car seat moving along at speeds that were at the same time rapid and conservative (didn’t stop me from getting dinged with a ticket though… not that I’m begrudging the coppers for pulling me over, it was just sucky unfortunate luck).
Along the way the iPod played over the radio via a RoadTrip FM broadcasting A/C outlet thingy (which was a blessed item if only for its recharging capabilities), which for the latter 15 hours played a total of 224 songs. That’s roughly 15 songs per hour at an average of a little more than 4 minutes per song. Wow, you needed to know that!
Thunder Bay weather was cool with rain most of the days I was there. Still beats the nasty 30+ degree weather Toronto was/is getting. Of course, not much prepared me for the near freezing point weather that T. Bay got last Wednesday. I swear there could have been snow.
I didn’t get to eat a cherry empanada at the TacoTime (which I also forgot to do the last time I was there), but the sweet cherry filling surrounded by the flaky pastry and the cinnamon-sugar will still be there when I get back. I hope. But things keep closing on me…

The end of the $40 haircut?

Just walked into the Le Chateau where my stylists, dubbed Salon Solis, were situated, only to find that they are situated there no more and that their entire enterprise has been wholly removed. There’s another location up on Yonge, but, well, that’s all the way up on Yonge and I’m just not that motivated. Guess I just keep growing this mullet.

Minor embarassment

You know that sticker they put on jeans so that you can tell what size they are when folded and stacked? I’ve been wearing it around town for about six hours now. It’s an ironic fashion statement. Yeah. That’s it.

10/06/2005

Alumni Lunchbucket with Thermos set list

Filed under: muse-sick — graigkent @ 12:17 pm

Well, today’s show went off with fewer glitches… I got a few album names wrong and I forgot to mention a few details (and I may or may not have gotten some facts crossed) but I tried to reduce the amount of notes and just play more music.
The set list I had originally planned was actually hour two of yesterday’s set list but on its own it didn’t flow as nicely so I dug into the iPod and tweaked the set list until I was happy/fell asleep. Two minutes before airtime I switched one of the two-packs, putting Kid Koala/Hidden Cameras first as the KK song really was a good way to start… Good morning houseplants.
Artist:Song:Album

  1. Kid Koala: Music For Morning People: Carpal Tunnel Syndrome
  2. B.Boy: The Hidden Cameras: Mississauga Goddamn
  3. Caribou: Bees: Milk of Human Kindness
  4. The Futureheads: Danger of the Water: The Futureheads
  5. Wolf Parade: Grounds For Divorce: Wolf Parade
  6. Swell: Smile My Friend: 41
  7. The National: Geese of Beverly Road: Alligator
  8. Parkas: Gunslinger: Now This Is Fighting
  9. Jonathan Richman: You’re Crazy For Taking The Bus: Action Packed
  10. Maow: How Does That Grab You: The Unforgiving Sounds of Maow
  11. The Diskettes: End Points: Weeknights At Islandview Beach
  12. Diane Cluck: Easy To Be Around: Oh Vanille
  13. Lunch Money: Tricycle: Silly Reflection
  14. Mia Doi Todd: Tongue Tied: Manzanita
  15. Solex: Hot Diggity Dog Run Run Run: Laughing Stock of Indie Rock
  16. The Rogers Sisters: Secrets of Civilization: The Rogers Sisters ep
  17. Orbital: Doctor Who: Altogether

I’m on later tonight on Rick 3’s Summertime Radio Theatre (9-12) and then I voyage back to Toronto bright and early in the morning. I’ll be doing some at-home programming of the Alumni Lunchbucket and mailing them in for Summer airplay, and hopefully there will be an encouragement from other grads to drop by the old place and do a set or two every now and again.

09/06/2005

Alumni Lunchbucket with Thermos set list day2

Filed under: muse-sick — graigkent @ 4:56 pm

Today’s inaugural airing of the Lunchbucket went fairly smoothly. I’m no big-tyme radio schlub like my idol Brent Bambury, but I think I did a decent job. The tunes were great at the very least:
Artist: Song: Album

  1. Lovage: Pit Stop (Take Me Home): Music To Make Love To Your Old Lady By
  2. Handsome Boy Modeling School: The Truth: So…How’s Your Girl?
  3. Gorillaz: Kids With Guns: Demon Days
  4. Subtle: I Love LA: A New White
  5. Carquois: Ghislain Poirier: Beats As Politics
  6. King Geedorah: Fazers: Take Me To Your Leader
  7. Kookies: MF Doom: mm..Food
  8. De La Soul: Double Huey Skit: 3 Feet High And Rising (Remastered) Bonus Disc
  9. Lederhosen Lucil: Apricota: Apricota ep
  10. Menomena: Strongest Man In The World: I Am The Fun Blame Monster
  11. Spoon: Carryout Kids: Gimme Fiction bonus disc
  12. Novillero: The Hypothesist: Aim Right for the Holes in Their Lives
  13. Final Fantasy: Furniture: Has A Good Home
  14. Black Mountain: No Hits: Black Mountain

Tomorrow’s set list will include Jonathan Richman, The National, Wolf Parade and Rogers Sisters.
Tune In tomorrow at 10 am (eastern) for the next Lunchbucket.

Update: Radio Graig

Filed under: Uncategorized — graigkent @ 12:30 am

My “Alumni Lunchbucket with Thermos” is on the air (if you’re in Thunder Bay it’s 102.7fm)/simulcast @ luradio.ca Thursday and Friday from 10am to 11am and again Friday evening from 9-12pm (see below for more details).
Setlist up soon.

08/06/2005

Graig in the AM on the FM

Filed under: muse-sick — graigkent @ 12:57 am

A life-long dream of mine (if my life started when I was fifteen that is) has been to do my own radio broadcast, to play the music that I want to hear and to spread the gospel of the bands I like (very few of which are, in fact, gospel).
Well, thanks to mi hermano, Rick 3, I’m going to make my dream come true (like Laverne and Shirley, doin’ it my way, yeah, my way, yeah!). While it won’t be true broadcast radio (the station is currently applying for a license) it will be an internet broadcast as all the programming is.
I will be appearing on Lakehead University Campus Radio (CILU) this Thursday and Friday in something that may or may not be called Alumni Lunchbucket With Thermos from 9am - 10am (which follows Rick’s Invisible Radio), playing a wide variety of great (mostly new) tunes (I’ll pop the playlist up here tomorrow), utilizing the classic Brave New Waves format of Intro-Song-Song-Outro-Intro-Song-Song-Outro-Intro etc. (the intro is giving tidbits and introing the first song in a 2 song set, and the outro is giving tidbits on the second song in the set). It’s a great formula and I’m proud to totally crib it.
About 11 hours after the Lunchbucket wraps I’ll be joining Rick and his brother (my goodly amigo) Ryan for the Friday night show “Rick Three’s Summertime Radio Theatre” (which runs from 9pm-12am). The concept is we play a movie
during the show while having guests in the studio comment and joke around… sort of like a do-it-yourself audio commentary, only getting waaaay off topic. We will also play music but we won’t be turning the movie off when doing so, thus the movie is always somewhat audible.
This week we’re watching/talking over The Royal Tenenbaums, one of my favourite films and meets the requisite necessity of Rick’s that it has a heavy musical element to it.
You can catch LU Radio by selecting one of the “low/medium/high bandwidth” broadcast links here

Puppy power

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 12:26 am

This is my sister’s utmost adorable puppy, Whistler.
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I may just have to steal him.
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07/06/2005

Wish You Were Here (Instead of me)

Filed under: me me me — graigkent @ 11:05 pm

Okay, not really, I’m actually having a fairly relaxing time here in Thunder Bay, home of the Persian and the perogi salad (I’m not sure there actually is such a thing as perogi salad, but you’d be hard pressed to find a city in this great country of ours/mine that likes perogi better).
I drove the 15 hour trek from Barrie to T.Bay on Saturday with my sister and her wee pup Whistler. Whister, being three months old, didn’t keep up his end of the driving duties, instead spending the majority of the time sleeping in the back trying not to vomit. By the end of the trip (meaning hour 13) he was comfortable enough with carrides and was all for standing up and taking a look around and even trying to stick his head out the window. Insanely cute pictures of Whistler will be popping up here shortly.

SURPRISE!

My sister and I had been planning to rent a car (me not having one and hers being all broke-ass) and make the drive back “home” to visit the folks for about a month. In that time we managed to keep the secret from Mom and Dad. They had no idea we were coming until a week or so before when PK told them she was flying up (she said she was flying Westjet -which doesn’t fly on Saturdays- and she would be landing late evening). It was a nice bit of deception to give them a reason to stay home on Saturday night, but still allowing for a high percentage of surprise.
We left Barrie bright and early at 5:30 Saturday morning, and pulled into the driveway around a quarter past eight in the evening. It had just started to rain as we entered T.Bay (and it’s been off and on since… I hear Toronto is having regular 30-degree hotspells since I’ve been gone) and my sister and I were solidifying our scheme to surprise Mom and Dad.
The plan was PK would call from the driveway and say her plane was just boarding in Toronto. I would go tie the puppy to the door handle, ring the doorbell and we’d hide around the corner as they answered the door as she was on the phone. The assumption would be that whomever was on the phone would answer the door, start laughing either knowing it was Whistler or just the fact that there was a doggie at the door. Then PK would jump out and surprise them, while I still hid. They would go inside for 20 minutes and I would sneak in and sit somewhere until they found me.
But of course, waiting outside for 20 minutes in the rain wasn’t going to happen and the front door was open so we planned something different. PK still called from the car to say her plane was leaving while I took the dog and placed him inside the house, free to roam around. Paula then went to the front door while I snuck around back, careful to duck under any windows. She rang the doorbell and I waited some time. After what was probably two minutes but seemed like ten in the wet, I went to the back door to sneak in, but it was locked. I rang the doorbell and Mom came running. She screamed. She had no idea at all that I was coming and needless to say was completely ecstatic to see me (I had said on the phone, in response to hearing about my sister flying up: “Oh, I wish I could take time off to do that, but I’m just too busy”.
Inside the house things went as so:
The washing machine broke, mid-cycle, so Mom and Dad were downstairs trying to fix things up when the phone rang. It was PK saying that she was just boarding the plane. Just as she hung up, the doorbell rang, and Mom thought it was a neighbour or a collector or someone. As she walked up the stairs she saw a black lab puppy with a blue collar and knew immediately it must be my sister at the door. She’d seen pictures of the dog and knew that was him. She ran to the door and screamed, expressing her shock at the deception my sister pulled on her. A minute later the back doorbell rang and she went running, thinking that my sister’s partner, JD was back there also as a surprise. Nope, it’s me! I was the turkey all along!
Yes, we’re crafty and my Mom’s reaction was hilarious. The trip was fun on its own but that reaction made it completely worthwhile.

Since we arrived

I’ve reconnected with my buddy Ry, had dinner with Gran, bonded with Whistler, did some shopping, did a bit of cooking, ate a bunch, dug through the old “in storage” boxes of toys n comics n videos n cassettes, planned some things, pined for my woman 1400klicks away, jotted down a few notes and slept a bunch. I’m not feeling incredibly peppy and I’m not sure I’m any more relaxed, but I’m swimming in Old Dutch potato chips so I must be happy.
More from T.Bay soon.

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