A couple of recomendations for your, and my own because I need to be reminded to make more time for doing it, listening pleasure:
Sometime before noon someday soon, you should listen to Gyorgy Ligeti's record Kammerkonzert/Ramifications/Lux aeterna/Atmosphères. Geeze, those classical record companies really know how to come up with a catchy title, don't they? Oh, the cross marketing possibilities are endless. Sometimes you put on a piece of music and it seems to resonate with your inner workings in a very clear (yet abstract, as is music's want on some very speical levels) way. Not sure what it says about my state of mind in the a.m. hours, but Ligeti seems to speak to me like that. The unfocusable impulses in your inner puddle, given identity through sound. It's almost like sonic acupuncture, I guess. Stick the sound in the right spot and release things that are otherwise untapped.
On that note, Nels Cline's record A New Monastery - a view into the music of Andrew Hill, is a damn fine spin and activator of the sound circus that makes us grin giddily. I remember a time when the fine geetarist and genuinely creative Alvaro Rojas first heard Shakti with John McLaughlin. He put on the headphones and was almost bursting with joy, finally exclaiming "I'm so happy this music exists!" Very nice moment. Really fine ensemble improvising on Monastery, and beatiful sounds, beautiful, crazy sounds. Nels was in town last week doing a show with Glen Kotche that was great. Glen did a bunch of solo drum pieces that sounded like a more tasteful Terry Bozzio. Very cool stuff, and Nels, well, he was as usual, really interesting and played great. After the show, Nels proved to be very gracious, holding court with eager guitarpeople, myself included. I was very happy to hear that he really dug the Fucko tunes I laid on him last summer. Made him laugh out loud, it did, which is pretty much the desired effect of a song about a guy breaking up with a ham sandwich, featuring a virtuosic kraft dinner solo in the middle. Thanks then to Nels for the inspiring music and encouraging words.
THE FAMILY STUMP VALENTINE'S SPECIAL was hillarious. Kudos to Cory Curtis for his amazing portrayal of Stumpid. Veggie weiners on unwrapped coat hangers, wings, and some kind of astoundingly mesmorizing arm wavy undulating dance that had everyone under his spell. I guess spreading love makes the knees wobbly. He handed out special love wands (veggie weiners wrapped in cellophane), but nobody accepted the double wand, so we can add it to the list of things that nobody would accept at a Stump Show. Right now the list sits thusly:
1) The Christmas Ginch
2) The double veggie weiner love wand
I'm sure something rediculous will be added to the list after the Easter Show happens in April. (Check the gigs page!)
I am distracted by the afforementioned Monastery improvised maddness, so I will depart to finish a song for Ricochet and get myself out the door on time to go teach. I don't know how to spellcheck using this program, so my work here is done.
Cheers,
JEff
Sometime before noon someday soon, you should listen to Gyorgy Ligeti's record Kammerkonzert/Ramifications/Lux aeterna/Atmosphères. Geeze, those classical record companies really know how to come up with a catchy title, don't they? Oh, the cross marketing possibilities are endless. Sometimes you put on a piece of music and it seems to resonate with your inner workings in a very clear (yet abstract, as is music's want on some very speical levels) way. Not sure what it says about my state of mind in the a.m. hours, but Ligeti seems to speak to me like that. The unfocusable impulses in your inner puddle, given identity through sound. It's almost like sonic acupuncture, I guess. Stick the sound in the right spot and release things that are otherwise untapped.
On that note, Nels Cline's record A New Monastery - a view into the music of Andrew Hill, is a damn fine spin and activator of the sound circus that makes us grin giddily. I remember a time when the fine geetarist and genuinely creative Alvaro Rojas first heard Shakti with John McLaughlin. He put on the headphones and was almost bursting with joy, finally exclaiming "I'm so happy this music exists!" Very nice moment. Really fine ensemble improvising on Monastery, and beatiful sounds, beautiful, crazy sounds. Nels was in town last week doing a show with Glen Kotche that was great. Glen did a bunch of solo drum pieces that sounded like a more tasteful Terry Bozzio. Very cool stuff, and Nels, well, he was as usual, really interesting and played great. After the show, Nels proved to be very gracious, holding court with eager guitarpeople, myself included. I was very happy to hear that he really dug the Fucko tunes I laid on him last summer. Made him laugh out loud, it did, which is pretty much the desired effect of a song about a guy breaking up with a ham sandwich, featuring a virtuosic kraft dinner solo in the middle. Thanks then to Nels for the inspiring music and encouraging words.
THE FAMILY STUMP VALENTINE'S SPECIAL was hillarious. Kudos to Cory Curtis for his amazing portrayal of Stumpid. Veggie weiners on unwrapped coat hangers, wings, and some kind of astoundingly mesmorizing arm wavy undulating dance that had everyone under his spell. I guess spreading love makes the knees wobbly. He handed out special love wands (veggie weiners wrapped in cellophane), but nobody accepted the double wand, so we can add it to the list of things that nobody would accept at a Stump Show. Right now the list sits thusly:
1) The Christmas Ginch
2) The double veggie weiner love wand
I'm sure something rediculous will be added to the list after the Easter Show happens in April. (Check the gigs page!)
I am distracted by the afforementioned Monastery improvised maddness, so I will depart to finish a song for Ricochet and get myself out the door on time to go teach. I don't know how to spellcheck using this program, so my work here is done.
Cheers,
JEff
Monday, March 5, 2007, 10:52 AM
1 comment ( 1 view )ahem... where were we?
The legacy of "Crazy Train" has been sufficiently furthered, so we can get back to the goings on:
The 2nd Annual Family Stump Christmas Extravaganza: Killer, killer fun. Many thanks to RC Weslowsky and his compatriot, Rowan Lipkovits and his lovely compatriot, the glorious Cory Curtis as Stumpa Clause, the Shockker as the Shockker a la Interior Design, and the Stump Family, the extended Stump Family and Friends of the Stump Family. It was a rediculously good time, and when all the gifts were delivered to audience memebers, it turned out that the Stump Ginch was not claimed, or more accurately, handed back with somewhat of a grimace every time it was presented to someone. Therefore, in the name of generosity and grimace inducement, the Stump Ginch will be re-gifted at next year's Xmas Extravaganza. You have been duly warned.
While We're On The Stump: we went into the studio with Feindelly Stump and got ourselves some real good beds like. The record is officially started, and once I get a grip on all the stuff I need to get happening over the next couple of weeks, I'll figure out when I'm gonna start finishing it. It will be birthed into the world, painfully I'm sure, sometime in 2007. I promise. Also, we just played the In The House Festival on Jan 5th and it was a total blast. Intimate confines, an especially salty audience, a general burlesque vibe and the only adults-only show on thier calendar. It was great fun. Thanks to Myrian Steinberg for having us out to play. You should check out that series. It's very interesting, indeed. inthehousefestival.com
While We're On Things That Inspired The Family Stump: I went to see Zappa Plays Zappa. It was great. Good to be reminded how special Frank actually was. One time, a boss of mine in Winnipeg asked me "If you could have a music career like one artist, who would it be?" I answered Frank Zappa. He looked puzzled. I continued "He wrote all this crazy, dead serious classical music, ran all these crazy bands with brilliant musicians, worked his ass off" etc. etc. etc. Seems to be a recipe I have taken to heart. Thanks, Frank, and thanks to the band that played the show for being so tight. Feels really good to see a seriously rehearsed band rock their faces off. Punky, Punky, give me your lips to die on...
Devil Loops: The initial day of recording was thwarted by technical issues and the 3rd day thwarted by a gig getting bumped that paid too well to ditch. However, the middle day yeilded interesting results and that record will also be out in 2007.
The Year 2007: Yes, this will be the year of the cd release. There will be a minimum of 3 releases from the milkshake machine of musical adventures, but I would expect the count to be higher. Count on The Family Stump, JEff Younger's Devil Loops and Riccochet, at the very least.
Riccochet: Yes, I was commissioned by Ruckus Productions to co-write the music for this show for the Vancouver International Dance Festival. The premier is at the end of March and between now and then I will also produce and play on a recording for the show, as well as be the musical director for the production. This will keep me very busy, very excited, and remind me that I'm not as flexible as a professional dancer. The show will rock with some fairly heavy boots on, and I am stoked to announce the band thusly:
Brock Jellison - vocals
Jeff Younger - guitar/vocals
Alvaro Rojas - guitar
Cory Curtis - bass
Mike Magnusson - drums
Sam Cartwright - drums
Yes, Magno and Sammy are gonna eat this fucker alive and we'll all get to bear witness to their callous disregard for anything but laying it down and making it whimper. We're in the studio starting Jan 27th.
New Years Eve: Played a fun little duo gig. Standards, yo. Chilled out and went on to a charming little party with my beuatiful and wonderful lady. Goodtimes to end '06 and usher in '07.
Mustard: This almost catches us up. Again, I'd like to pass on a big thank you to everyone I played with and got creative with in 2006. The list is long and humbling, but always good to be reminded how lucky you are. And, a special thanks to those who helped 2006 be a year in which I took some steps toward engaging in a wee bit more of a human-type existance.
To humans and the music they make! Cheers!
JEff
The legacy of "Crazy Train" has been sufficiently furthered, so we can get back to the goings on:
The 2nd Annual Family Stump Christmas Extravaganza: Killer, killer fun. Many thanks to RC Weslowsky and his compatriot, Rowan Lipkovits and his lovely compatriot, the glorious Cory Curtis as Stumpa Clause, the Shockker as the Shockker a la Interior Design, and the Stump Family, the extended Stump Family and Friends of the Stump Family. It was a rediculously good time, and when all the gifts were delivered to audience memebers, it turned out that the Stump Ginch was not claimed, or more accurately, handed back with somewhat of a grimace every time it was presented to someone. Therefore, in the name of generosity and grimace inducement, the Stump Ginch will be re-gifted at next year's Xmas Extravaganza. You have been duly warned.
While We're On The Stump: we went into the studio with Feindelly Stump and got ourselves some real good beds like. The record is officially started, and once I get a grip on all the stuff I need to get happening over the next couple of weeks, I'll figure out when I'm gonna start finishing it. It will be birthed into the world, painfully I'm sure, sometime in 2007. I promise. Also, we just played the In The House Festival on Jan 5th and it was a total blast. Intimate confines, an especially salty audience, a general burlesque vibe and the only adults-only show on thier calendar. It was great fun. Thanks to Myrian Steinberg for having us out to play. You should check out that series. It's very interesting, indeed. inthehousefestival.com
While We're On Things That Inspired The Family Stump: I went to see Zappa Plays Zappa. It was great. Good to be reminded how special Frank actually was. One time, a boss of mine in Winnipeg asked me "If you could have a music career like one artist, who would it be?" I answered Frank Zappa. He looked puzzled. I continued "He wrote all this crazy, dead serious classical music, ran all these crazy bands with brilliant musicians, worked his ass off" etc. etc. etc. Seems to be a recipe I have taken to heart. Thanks, Frank, and thanks to the band that played the show for being so tight. Feels really good to see a seriously rehearsed band rock their faces off. Punky, Punky, give me your lips to die on...
Devil Loops: The initial day of recording was thwarted by technical issues and the 3rd day thwarted by a gig getting bumped that paid too well to ditch. However, the middle day yeilded interesting results and that record will also be out in 2007.
The Year 2007: Yes, this will be the year of the cd release. There will be a minimum of 3 releases from the milkshake machine of musical adventures, but I would expect the count to be higher. Count on The Family Stump, JEff Younger's Devil Loops and Riccochet, at the very least.
Riccochet: Yes, I was commissioned by Ruckus Productions to co-write the music for this show for the Vancouver International Dance Festival. The premier is at the end of March and between now and then I will also produce and play on a recording for the show, as well as be the musical director for the production. This will keep me very busy, very excited, and remind me that I'm not as flexible as a professional dancer. The show will rock with some fairly heavy boots on, and I am stoked to announce the band thusly:
Brock Jellison - vocals
Jeff Younger - guitar/vocals
Alvaro Rojas - guitar
Cory Curtis - bass
Mike Magnusson - drums
Sam Cartwright - drums
Yes, Magno and Sammy are gonna eat this fucker alive and we'll all get to bear witness to their callous disregard for anything but laying it down and making it whimper. We're in the studio starting Jan 27th.
New Years Eve: Played a fun little duo gig. Standards, yo. Chilled out and went on to a charming little party with my beuatiful and wonderful lady. Goodtimes to end '06 and usher in '07.
Mustard: This almost catches us up. Again, I'd like to pass on a big thank you to everyone I played with and got creative with in 2006. The list is long and humbling, but always good to be reminded how lucky you are. And, a special thanks to those who helped 2006 be a year in which I took some steps toward engaging in a wee bit more of a human-type existance.
To humans and the music they make! Cheers!
JEff
Thursday, January 11, 2007, 12:45 AM
1 comment ( 108 views )Ok then, with best intentions I stated that I would rectify, beginning yesterday morning, the level of updational website negligence I had slipped into through Nov/Dec of last year. This did not happen, and I was quicky impaled with the threat of a DOUBLE CHOKE by the highly intimidating, rabid catalogue delivering exactor of humilliating punishment for unfulfilled promises, SUPER ROBERTSON. A note to SR, one of my favourite individuals drawing breath in a reasonably close vacinity to my general activites, would read thusly:
Super, sincerest apologies for my mild retardation and the resulting letting down of yourself. It won't happen again, lest I be choked, doubly, by your creative, if not meaty, hands. Congrats again on the cd release.
What could possibly have taken my attentions for the last couple of months? Read on if intersted. I promise there will be some sort of intricately veiled message that contains the key to maintaining hope for all humanity somewhere near the end. Maybe. At least there may be a giggle or two involved, and the odd reference to substitutions for sausage patties and disappointment.
Let's see, where to begin?
Jazzfest Application Deadline - how does this thing continue to sneak up on everyone? They actually extended it and I was actually prepared, which turned out to maybe be worse because I got all freaky and ended up on 8 submissions and designed cd covers with pictures of freaky lookin' dogs and such. Funtimes.
Exciting Things To Happen During Jazzfest Application Deadline Time - the creation of 2 new projects about which I am entirely stoked:
DOGWALKER - which will soon replace the JY Trio thing on the projects page. It's the trio with a different name. You never know, when you sit down to play with 2 people you don't know very well and have never met each other, how well or poorly it may go. Turns out to be an interesting blend between myself, the really great Dave Chokroun on bass, and the ever mischeivous Michael Simpson on drums. We had an excellent gig at 1067, so you can expect to hear much more from the trio when Mikey gets back from Hawaii. Bugger...
THE MINGLER - good on Alvaro Rojas for his bolt of genius inspiration in suggesting that he (on bass), Mike Magnusson on drums, and myself on geetar, form a freakout, all improv noise/jazz/metal aggresso band. Magic. Loud, cool, freaky magic. The Mingler will be at the Cobalt on Feb 7th. You should come and see this group. It's like jazz for metal fans on day leave from the asylum... mwaaaahaaaahaaaaa...
UNFORTUNATELY, WE HAVE COME TO THE END OF PT 1 as I have to go and teach some people some stuff about the guitar and music. I shall eventually return and there will be more telling of things verging on being worthy of telling, but until then, Super, keep your damn hands away from my throat. Freakin' maniac.
Cheers,
JEff
Super, sincerest apologies for my mild retardation and the resulting letting down of yourself. It won't happen again, lest I be choked, doubly, by your creative, if not meaty, hands. Congrats again on the cd release.
What could possibly have taken my attentions for the last couple of months? Read on if intersted. I promise there will be some sort of intricately veiled message that contains the key to maintaining hope for all humanity somewhere near the end. Maybe. At least there may be a giggle or two involved, and the odd reference to substitutions for sausage patties and disappointment.
Let's see, where to begin?
Jazzfest Application Deadline - how does this thing continue to sneak up on everyone? They actually extended it and I was actually prepared, which turned out to maybe be worse because I got all freaky and ended up on 8 submissions and designed cd covers with pictures of freaky lookin' dogs and such. Funtimes.
Exciting Things To Happen During Jazzfest Application Deadline Time - the creation of 2 new projects about which I am entirely stoked:
DOGWALKER - which will soon replace the JY Trio thing on the projects page. It's the trio with a different name. You never know, when you sit down to play with 2 people you don't know very well and have never met each other, how well or poorly it may go. Turns out to be an interesting blend between myself, the really great Dave Chokroun on bass, and the ever mischeivous Michael Simpson on drums. We had an excellent gig at 1067, so you can expect to hear much more from the trio when Mikey gets back from Hawaii. Bugger...
THE MINGLER - good on Alvaro Rojas for his bolt of genius inspiration in suggesting that he (on bass), Mike Magnusson on drums, and myself on geetar, form a freakout, all improv noise/jazz/metal aggresso band. Magic. Loud, cool, freaky magic. The Mingler will be at the Cobalt on Feb 7th. You should come and see this group. It's like jazz for metal fans on day leave from the asylum... mwaaaahaaaahaaaaa...
UNFORTUNATELY, WE HAVE COME TO THE END OF PT 1 as I have to go and teach some people some stuff about the guitar and music. I shall eventually return and there will be more telling of things verging on being worthy of telling, but until then, Super, keep your damn hands away from my throat. Freakin' maniac.
Cheers,
JEff
Wednesday, January 10, 2007, 12:49 PM
A fine way to mark my arrival on this here earth, it was, and close enough to mark what would technically be the 1st birthday of THE FAMILY STUMP. A retelling of sorts, of the things you get up to when you decide to have fun in a "you're going to hell" kinda way:
TALES FROM THE PA STUMP BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA @ The Railway Club.
Firstly, my thanks to everyone who came out and especially those who participated in some way. I will reserve you a seat right next to mine in Hell, if that is, you find the notion of spending an eternity of flames and damnation next to someone like me appealing. Special thanks go out to AJ, MAGNO, MEREDITH, RUSTY and KDOGG, the band, for their bravery, contribution, and apparent enjoyment in bringing the Family to life. Other notable attendees, in no specific order:
Rob Hamilton - oh, the fun we had at Lee Aaron's expense. Many vocal quotes from her catalogue of melodic hits and sweaty thighs.
Fred Ardiel - the Stump's new biggest fan, and perhaps a soon to be General of the Stump Army.
ACTUALLY, HERE'S AN OPEN CALL FOR NOMINATIONS FOR GENERAL OF THE STUMP ARMY. RESPOND TO THIS BLOG WITH YOUR SUGGESTIONS AND I WILL POST THE RESULTS...
Steve Feindell - he who runs the laboratory where the Stump was born.
The guy at the table to the left of the stage who told me I was going to hell. Good to be reminded sometimes, so you appreciate the little things more.
My lovely and brave girlfriend Sonia, who laughs at most of it and has a hard time believing that I can actually be kinda shy...
All of my wonderful friends who encourage this kind of behaviour.
All of the people who I don't know personally but laughed a lot, therefore encouraging more of this kind of behaviour.
It was a fantastic night and there was full video documentation of the evening's performance. (Thanks Ryan Naso!!) Samples of this rediculousness will be posted on the site as soon as I buy an external hard drive so I have room to store all of the video. Efforts will be made to book a Christmas show so's we can celebrate the birth of Baby Jebus in our own, "hey, Hell might be fun!" kinda way.
It was my pleasure to play with SuperSimian to open the evening. The set was rollicking and loose, and therefore could rightfully be characterized as loosely rollicking. Sim and Super Robertson know how to write a quirky rock song and Willingdon Black knows how to stand with his feet just so - far enough apart that if you were to measure his height before and during the set, you would have difficulty claiming that rock'n'roll didn't make you shorter over the short (and long, one could assume) haul. One could also be inspired to prove that the core of the earth is not made up of a molten goo of sorts, but of some mysterious, magnetic substance that is especially attracted to the bass guitar. And Shokker, well, he just smiles and plays drums real good. Shokker just generally makes me smile, and his record INTERIOR DESIGN proved to be the most regular spin while I was stargazing in the semi-wilderness of Manitoba.
A GHOST TO KILL AGAIN was very, very, very cool. This band will take over the world. Ghosts beware, but not in a Bill Murray with a couple other dudes you can picture but can't name kinda way, and 21 TANDEM REPEATS brought us into the wee hours with the certain charm born of their own special blend of early a.m. hours on a weeknight alchemy.
Many thanks again to everyone who came out and laughed along, and a reminder from The Family Stump: spread the love, even if you ain't related.
Cheers,
JEff
TALES FROM THE PA STUMP BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA @ The Railway Club.
Firstly, my thanks to everyone who came out and especially those who participated in some way. I will reserve you a seat right next to mine in Hell, if that is, you find the notion of spending an eternity of flames and damnation next to someone like me appealing. Special thanks go out to AJ, MAGNO, MEREDITH, RUSTY and KDOGG, the band, for their bravery, contribution, and apparent enjoyment in bringing the Family to life. Other notable attendees, in no specific order:
Rob Hamilton - oh, the fun we had at Lee Aaron's expense. Many vocal quotes from her catalogue of melodic hits and sweaty thighs.
Fred Ardiel - the Stump's new biggest fan, and perhaps a soon to be General of the Stump Army.
ACTUALLY, HERE'S AN OPEN CALL FOR NOMINATIONS FOR GENERAL OF THE STUMP ARMY. RESPOND TO THIS BLOG WITH YOUR SUGGESTIONS AND I WILL POST THE RESULTS...
Steve Feindell - he who runs the laboratory where the Stump was born.
The guy at the table to the left of the stage who told me I was going to hell. Good to be reminded sometimes, so you appreciate the little things more.
My lovely and brave girlfriend Sonia, who laughs at most of it and has a hard time believing that I can actually be kinda shy...
All of my wonderful friends who encourage this kind of behaviour.
All of the people who I don't know personally but laughed a lot, therefore encouraging more of this kind of behaviour.
It was a fantastic night and there was full video documentation of the evening's performance. (Thanks Ryan Naso!!) Samples of this rediculousness will be posted on the site as soon as I buy an external hard drive so I have room to store all of the video. Efforts will be made to book a Christmas show so's we can celebrate the birth of Baby Jebus in our own, "hey, Hell might be fun!" kinda way.
It was my pleasure to play with SuperSimian to open the evening. The set was rollicking and loose, and therefore could rightfully be characterized as loosely rollicking. Sim and Super Robertson know how to write a quirky rock song and Willingdon Black knows how to stand with his feet just so - far enough apart that if you were to measure his height before and during the set, you would have difficulty claiming that rock'n'roll didn't make you shorter over the short (and long, one could assume) haul. One could also be inspired to prove that the core of the earth is not made up of a molten goo of sorts, but of some mysterious, magnetic substance that is especially attracted to the bass guitar. And Shokker, well, he just smiles and plays drums real good. Shokker just generally makes me smile, and his record INTERIOR DESIGN proved to be the most regular spin while I was stargazing in the semi-wilderness of Manitoba.
A GHOST TO KILL AGAIN was very, very, very cool. This band will take over the world. Ghosts beware, but not in a Bill Murray with a couple other dudes you can picture but can't name kinda way, and 21 TANDEM REPEATS brought us into the wee hours with the certain charm born of their own special blend of early a.m. hours on a weeknight alchemy.
Many thanks again to everyone who came out and laughed along, and a reminder from The Family Stump: spread the love, even if you ain't related.
Cheers,
JEff
Tuesday, October 10, 2006, 10:14 AM
4 comments ( 136 views )Aside from the unbelievable wonderfulness of making the music itself, I maintain the second or third best thing about being a musician (aside from feilding questions like "Do you make money doing that?" from the mothers (who work in a bank) of friends of your girlfriend) is hanging out with really interesting people who also feel a compulsion to make noises of a somewhat musicial nature. So then, there was some Space9esque bonding between myself and Mike Galo, turntable troubadour in Space 9, during our trip to and from Bonfirefest in Ruby Lake. I feel the need to share some of Dr. G's brilliance.
A general note: Mike punctuates any story he has just told with one of 2 phrases - "That's Awesome", or "It was Awesome". It doesn't matter how dark, disturbing or embarrasing the personal tale he is recounting actually was, at the end of the day, "It was Awesome". The doctor said he could cut it off, or it would just fall of on it's own, but that might be a bit more painful. It was awesome...
A few quick ones from the road, courtesy of Mike:
Speaking of his relationship with his wife - "The only thing we agree on is AC/DC."
The most innapropriate compliment/reassurance ever given to a newly vulnerable and pregnant woman - "Yeah, you look like a cute, little red truck."
A response to an offering of my particular brand of humour - "That's retarded. I love it!"
Mike's take on the interestingly presented fire ceremony at the festival - "Even the hippies were, like, "What the fuck was that?""
And finally, upon leaving the ferry terminal as we headed toward home - "I forgot to buy my son a little BC Ferry toy. Oh well, I'll have to go to the dollar store and buy him some crap."
Thanks for the laughs, Dr. G. The perks, the perks.
DIgg,
JEff
A general note: Mike punctuates any story he has just told with one of 2 phrases - "That's Awesome", or "It was Awesome". It doesn't matter how dark, disturbing or embarrasing the personal tale he is recounting actually was, at the end of the day, "It was Awesome". The doctor said he could cut it off, or it would just fall of on it's own, but that might be a bit more painful. It was awesome...
A few quick ones from the road, courtesy of Mike:
Speaking of his relationship with his wife - "The only thing we agree on is AC/DC."
The most innapropriate compliment/reassurance ever given to a newly vulnerable and pregnant woman - "Yeah, you look like a cute, little red truck."
A response to an offering of my particular brand of humour - "That's retarded. I love it!"
Mike's take on the interestingly presented fire ceremony at the festival - "Even the hippies were, like, "What the fuck was that?""
And finally, upon leaving the ferry terminal as we headed toward home - "I forgot to buy my son a little BC Ferry toy. Oh well, I'll have to go to the dollar store and buy him some crap."
Thanks for the laughs, Dr. G. The perks, the perks.
DIgg,
JEff
Thursday, September 14, 2006, 01:28 PM
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