Our front yard is a slushy swamp. 

 

Last night my wife asked if it was time to go back to Weight Watchers. I said a very emphatic yes. It’s the only thing that ever helps me lose weight. When I’m going to meetings my weight goes down. When I try anything else besides going to meetings my weight either stays the same, or more often goes up. Yes, it’s time to get back on the wagon.

At the time we had this discussion I had a bottle of coke with me. When I got home I sat down at my desk, pulled the bottle out of my backpack, and proceeded to drink the whole thing down. It was symbolic. The last coca~cola. Hopefully it’s the last one ever, but I know that’s not true. Let’s instead say it’s the last one I’ll have for the foreseeable future.

They told us it was going to rain today.

Does that look like rain to you?

I hate snow!!!

Is this a sequel?  Is it some sort of companion?  How is 10 Cloverfield Lane related to Cloverfield?  I MUST KNOW!!!

I just had the rearranged pedal board up and running.  I need a few converters because three of the pedals don’t have the right plug for the DC power supply.  Other than that, and possible tweaking the signal path in one spot, it’s good to go.

I was never much of a David Bowie fan.  He did so many different things over the years that something is bound to work for just about everyone.  I liked Ziggy quite a bit, and Tin Machine was cool.  Their live record was a flop but I loved it. Also let’s face it.  He put Rick Wakeman on the map.  In my book that makes him a superstar for ever.

Being that I play in a cover band it seems the obvious move is to play one of his songs as a sort of memorial.  I threw out the idea of Suffragette City.  66.6% of the other band members have given the okay.  Just one more to go.

First Lemmy, then David Bowie, then yesterday it was Jake Lloyd (age 26, possibly the biggest raw deal in Hollywood history), and now Alan Rickman?  Snape?  Hans Gruber?  The voice of God in Kevin Smith’s Dogma?  What the hell is going on here?

I am watching the Bruins game.  They are in Philadelphia tonight.  Just before the second period ended there was a whistle to stop play.  I’ll be damned if the arena didn’t play a snippet of Deep Purple’s Stormbringer.  The song my band in high school stole it’s name from!  We even played it in our Purple mini-set.  Nice job, Philly!

Note on this recording… David Coverdale isn’t the worst frontman ever. That title goes to another former Purple singer, Joe Lynn Turner.  He’s a pretty close second though.  I don’t know if things improved during his Whitesnake hair band years, but he’s just awful with Deep Purple.  However, I found a couple of video clips of the band playing this song and I have to say that as bad as Coverdale was, Glen Hughes was worse.  He’s outstanding in a studio setting, but on stage?  As painful as he is to listen too (SKREEEEEECH), he’s even more painful to watch.  Like… Just stop doing whatever it is you’re doing.  Stop!

Burn is a fantastic album.  Stormbringer is pretty crappy, but the title song effin’ rules.  Come Taste the Band is weird because it lacks a Blackmore, but it’s cool because it gained a Tommy Bolin.  Not a great record, but not bad either (Tommy Bolin’s solo album Teaser was released at the same time and it BLOWS PURPLE AWAY).  After that, Coverdale and Hughes effectively vanished from my musical world.  I’m okay with that.

You can all stop worrying about the billion dollar powerball.  I stopped at Ted’s Stateline Mobil this morning and bought the winning ticket.  So you don’t have to waste time going out to get your own tickets now.  It’s all set.  I’ve taken care of things.