A NEW dichotomy!

WHOA, HO, Faithless Non-Readers! You think I gave this UP?!?! FUCK no! I've just been apathetic and uninterested AND VERY time-constrained (well, as far as MY world goes), so "blogging to the absent masses" has fallen by the wayside. BUT, Saturday, October 24, Two Thousand Nine, put a new SHINY wrench into my works (btw, THIS is why, even though it's on the WAY downside, I will NEVER off myself --- 'cuz ya' just NEVER know what's gonna happen next, so why PURPOSELY miss it? In my book, ANY new experience is a GOOD experience! Even if it tears your fucking HEART out! WOOHOO!) Anyway, here's the thing:

I "followed" the Love Of My Life (LOML, for those who just have NOT kept up!) to her Hometown of Roscoe, IL .. yes, against ALL better instincts --- but, HEY .. LOVE will FIND A WAY, right? (btw, NO!). For those less knowledgeable (or, better stated, less give-a-SHIT-able!), Roscoe is a VERY small Burg just north of a Wannabe Burg named Rockford, itself just well less than 2 hours East of Chicago. ONE of its Claims To Fame is that it is the birthplace/growing-up place of the Internationally Known and Revered (OH -- just THAT close to being inducted into the R'n'R Hall Of Fame!!!) band, Cheap Trick. Oh, YES, --- ALL the members of Cheap Trick went to the same or near schools that the LOML went to! In FACT, the LOML's "childhood Home" was SOLD to Cheap Trick Guitarist Rick Neilsen! But, blah-blah .. ya' wanna know a Cheap Trick history, go to Wiki! Here's MY boggle!

While living (and dying) in The Greater Rockford Area, I "met" Robin Zander's BEAUTIFUL and I mean, BEAUTIFUL, TALENTED Daughter, Holland. I casually happened to be in the same ROOM with Rick Neilsen from time to time, since he lived in Rockford and would just happen to come out to the same clubs I happened to in-frequent. I played BRIEFLY in a band who, on the side and before I joined, did an EXCELLENT "Endorsed By Cheap Trick" Cheap Trick tribute band ... blah blah.

I have unsuccessfully applied to a NUMBER of part-time job offerings over the past few months. I AM the proverbial "Broke-Ass Musician." Since I am a "Legacy" (having worked there 2 previous Seasons, much to their Delight) at my Local Toys 'R' Us, I again joined their workforce just yesterday. And ON that FIRST Refresher Day, who should come to my register BUT The Great Robin Zander and his Wife?!?!?!?!!!!!!! LOWEST DAY OF MY PROFESSIONAL LIFE --- I have "met" Robin in passing in the past, I have conversed with his Daughter about songs she wrote concerning her emotional tumult re: being the offspring of an International Always-AWAY Rock Star -- the first time I have to "casually chat" with this Rock icon, I am servicing him as a cashier at Toys 'R' Us!! I have to SAY, "I'm a Musician -- I know your Daughter --- love her stuff!" .... slither, slither, slither, grovel, grovel, grovel, supplicate, supplicate, supplicate. I AM WORM POOP, though a VERY Talented Musician for over 20 YEARS, Motherfucker!!!! THEN, the "curve ball"!!!! Was it commiseration ... was it, "yeah, nice to hear you know my Dear Daughter, but here's REAL problems"?!?!? Now, Robin Zander was VERY polite and seemingly down-to-earth, ESPECIALLY for a Rock GOD! What did he throw out after us discussing how "times are hard for musicians," my only reference point the fact that I'm having to ring up his wife's toy sales because the BAND business isn't paying the bills? With a breath and a pregnant pause (just for REFERENCE sake --- I don't really put any diabolical inference to it) he says, "Yeah --- our tour with Def Leppard just got cancelled ... TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" YES, Non-Reading Mother FUCKERS ..... "TOO"!!!!!!!!!

WOW!

Ciao!

DISAPPOINTMENT ... and other realities.

Hello, Non-Readers! I'm SURE you have been wondering just WHERE the fuck I have been these past few weeks, haven't you? Oh, YES, as much as I've been wondering if Universal Health Care is JUST around the corner --- read: NOT!

Okay, so here's tonight's rant and rave and, HEY, wouldn't you like some CHEESE with that WHINE? BITCH! Oh, where to start!? Well, let's talk about OTHER peoples' problems first, 'k?

My Dear Little Sis is going through MAJOR upset and tragedy, and I REALLY wish I could be there to help her out. But I can't, and I won't be .. which sucks and tears my heart out, but that is just part of the Life On Your Own Life, right? Right. Anyway, here's a BRIEF synopsis --- she had to deal with and DID deal with and SURVIVED a Breast Cancer Scare last Fall --- YAYYY!!! COULD NOT be HAPPIER, especially since genetically, she really didn't stand a chance. But, HEY, DURING all that, her partner/hubby of 25+ years decided to deal with her fear and angst and anger and worry and emotional turmoil by fucking a silicone-enhanced psycho bitch from hell (which, I know, is actually being redundant! NOT one to stereotype in ANY way by nature, EXPERIENCE has shown me silicone and head problems go hand-in-hand ... sorry, that's just the way it IS, guys! BE WARY!!!). Well, HELL, My Little Sis found out early in '09, he fessed up, he did "all the right things," promised to cut it off, apologized, even told the KIDS about it, and begged for forgiveness --- and they were "working it out." Well, SHOCKER, come to find out a week or so ago, she contacted him via email or whatever, and even though she hasn't been sucking his cock lately (and, hey guys, isn't that REALLY all it takes? A good, "closing" blow-job? How SAD is that?), they HAVE been carrying on a covert writing/calling campaign. Well, Sis found out again, and she kicked him out. GOOD FOR HER/what a DUMBASS HE was to think that was OK -- but, not so uncommon. I'm a guy, so I KNOW guys SUCK, although I have lost The Love Of My Life because she did the same thing on the other side --- SHE was the cock-sucker! ANYWAY --- moving on! My heart bleeds and cries for my Little Sister, whom I would throw my fat ass in front of a TRAIN if it meant she could live another day.

MY end. I am in band which normally involves three people cranking out the tunes and rocking the house. When we're rockin', we ROCK THE HOUSE!!! PROBLEM is, the band is mostly booked by the chick singer who has WAY overly-developed delusions of grandeur (to be fair, that depends on what day you catch her on), who has always wanted to be a Country Music Star, and has about as much chance of doing so as Britney Spears has a chance to win Mother Of The Year (in other words, not LIKELY --- but FAR from realistic!). A few days ago, she "asks" me to remove pictures from a MySpace site, which I maintain for the BAND (read: a band that has been around since 1986, and has MANY fans from "the old days"), as opposed to HER MySpace/dot-com site that is ALL about HER, oh, and a MENTION of the band that ALLOWS her to sing for a living, since (NOT trying to be mean, really) the BEST she could do WITHOUT us is to what she did BEFORE us --- make a few bucks here and there singing to Karaoke tracks! I say no, she says, Oh yes you WILL!, I explain WHY I said no, she says, oh yes you WILL, because I SAID SO, I say fuck off, etc., etc., etc. In other words, petty, but a matter of pride. This is a LONG going problem -- she, being a Princess, raised to believe the World OWES her, believes that age-old idea, "You work for me, therefore you must RESPECT me, and DO WHAT I SAY, no matter what;" myself being raised with the thought, "you work for me, do what I say ON THE JOB, but to get your respect, I know I must EARN it." Nothing new under the sun, that VERY old concept of, "respect is EARNED," but this wench is too self-involved and indoctrinated by her condescending Daddy to understand that.

BOTTOM LINE: The "core" of my band ismeeting Monday night to hash this out. There will be (for ME, whether I outwardly acknowledge it or NOT) one of two outcomes --- The Bitch will agree, she is SADLY lacking and needs to EARN respect and stop treating me like her BITCH; OR (the MOST likely), The Bitch will hold to her thought that I should NEVER question her orders, that SHE is the LEADER of the band (and don't even get me STARTED about how far she fails in THAT respect!!) and I am but a lowly SUBORDINATE --- AND ....

I'll pack my bags, get ready to go ... I love my BEST FRIEND, RON, but I can't take no more. I really hate to think that I MUST go!! So, hug me, and cry for me --- tell me that you tried for me ... I'll believe that, but I'll let you go. I'm leavin' on a jet plane, don't know if I'll be back again ....

Ciao

I'll never BLOG again....!

Until someone leaves a comment. On ANY of my posts. Yeah, I do this to vent ... but if NOONE is looking, fuck it!

DON'T INSULT ME!!!

I'm basically just posting a post I was GONNA elsewhere in response to a former co-worker and supposed "friend" and, at LEAST, "partner in crime" in this Bullshit Cutthroat business of Music we are BOTH involved in and STRUGGLING with ... BUT ... the motherfucker pissed me off, dissing my Life's Work for NO other reason than to promote HIS sad-ass, TRULY useless, unprofessional, SLIGHTLY, at BEST, talented band! BUT, rather than be like whom I'm blasting here, I'm ONLY posting it here, my blog that's never read!! And, here it is:

And here I swear: I shall NEVER disparage ANY band that "stole my gig," because (in a twist on those those ridiculous Love sayings), if I was doing MY job, you COULDN'T "steal it." I shall NEVER feel I am being "oppressed" by "The Man" (read: Club Owners) because my percs were cut, or my pay was cut -- because HE has a BUSINESS to run, just as I do. Is it ALL my fault folks don't come out EVERY week to see my band? NO --- BUT, if I do NOTHING to PROMOTE my band, I will NOT get shitty about a club owner who busts my ass about low attendance! I shall NEVER bitch about ANY band, especially during these Obamanation Days of Financial Despair, doing WHATEVER, negotiating WHATEVER to GET THAT REGULAR GIG we ALL drool over. BUT, BITCH!!!!!!.... If you DO "steal my gig," for WHATEVER reason, all I ask is what I would do for you: In your promos, PLEASE, ESPECIALLY since we have thrown you Benjamin after Benjamin BEFORE you (or, if you want to stay "benign," one of your "representatives" ... blah, blah, blah semantics!) threw the right bug in the right person's ear at the right time (the SECRET to "success"!!!), with NO more expectations other than showing UP, QUIETLY enduring your lack of interest in OUR project, lack of work to LEARN our material even on a SIMPLE level, lack of real appreciation of the fact that you were basically garnering "Local Musician's Scale" of $100 for REALLY just being, by YOUR level of involvement, a "Chair Filler, a la, The Oscars," ESPECIALLY if you treated us as friends and equals --- BUILD YOUR BAND UP, withOUT cutting OURS DOWN, FUCKER! FUCK YOU if you post ANYWHERE, do ANY promo that states, emphasizes, or even IMPLIES that before YOU got the gig, WE (who BROUGHT YOU IN and paid you GOOD money) SUCKED SO hard that YOUR New Presence is gonna make their world BETTER!! SHOUT out, "WE'RE HERE!!!!" SHOUT OUT, "WE'RE FUCKING AWESOME!!!" SHOUT OUT, "WE'RE GONNA MAKE YOU PARTY YOUR ASS OFF!" SHOUT OUT, "WE ROCKED This joint and That joint," but, REALLY --- do you have to PISS ON US, saying that BEFORE you got this gig, the night you now have was BAD, SAD, and UNBEARABLE?!?!?! PLEASE, Dude! Do NOT compel me to go on and on here and there and EVERYWHERE, just as YOU have SO publicly, about just how hard YOUR band sucks (and, it DOES ... BUT .... just as YOU have so indiscriminately done of late, implying MY band sucks -- I could post a NUMBER of comments, with DETAILS, that would cause folks to stay away in DROVES from ALL your gigs! BUT ... I won't, you ridiculous self-involved over-stuffed half-assed so-called musician). It IS just business --- do NOT force me to make it a WAR, which you will SADLY lose to the detriment of your calling and your family's needs! I have NOTHING to lose --- you DO! ADJUST your POSTS, dammit --- not because we're on the receiving end of a hole in our calendar (because, I ASSURE you, we shall rise above this "loss" ... will YOU? Your ENTIRE personnel list is tenuous -- not so much MINE!), but because it is THE RIGHT THING TO DO!!!

Ciao!

OMG! A HAT TRICK for Mr. Death!!

Good Evening/Morning, Faithful Non-Readers of my Stealth Blog! Home again from a Gig, high on the sense of accomplishment, frivolity, socializing and, most recently, the Juice Of The Sacred Agave Cactus!!:)

WHAT A FUCKING DAY!!!! Personally AND Globally! THREE, count 'em, THREE LARGE, culturally, HISTORICALLY Everlasting Public Figures succumbed to that Never-Ending Sleep today! AND, this EASILY trumps the most recent occurrence I can think of, the DUAL passing of (pretty much, in my opinion, FAR overblown, or at the least, VERY suspect in CHARACTER, but weighted by the fact that, to me, even strongly indicated SUPPOSITION of crimes against CHILDREN FAR outweighs any suspect actions towards those who have come of legal age .. not that I do not PITY the latter ... but I FUME at the taking advantage of the FORMER!!!) M. Jackson and Ms. Fawcett.

For August 26, 2009 -- SECOND RUNNER-UP in the Death Follies: Dominick Dunne at age 83(who, I SO sadly found out tonight is SO "obscure" in the public's mind!! STUNNED, would be a better word! I don't see myself as a "star-fucker," knowing the details of myriad luminaries' lives simply out of voyeurism --- but, I guess SO, to an extent --- NOBODY I talked to about it tonight even knew who D.D WAS!!!?!?! Let alone his personal tragedies and tribulations and "crusades" -- THAT made me almost as sad as his passing!). The BRILLIANT author of numerous novels, a highly regarded journalist, the Father of Griffin Dunne, the brilliant actor and director; MOST affectedly the Father of the murdered, fledgling Actress, Dominique Dunne, of (VERY sadly, ONLY Major Movie role!) "Poltergeist" fame, her life stifled at the tender age of 22 by her twisted boyfriend, J.T. Sweeney, the long-term violent asshole who STRANGLED HER TO DEATH because Dominique would not agree to reconcile with him after a lengthy term of abuse. He, due to defense attorney wrangling, got convicted ONLY of manslaughter in GREAT part because his history of violence was excluded from the murder trial --- AND he was sentenced to a LOWLY 6.5 years, of which he only served 4!!!! Long story sort, this sent her Father, Dominick, on a path of writings and Civil Involvement that included his VERY visible presence at the O.J. Simpson Trial/CIRCUS, acting as a "reporter," but actually making himself a VERY visible advocate of Parents STRONGLY Opposed to Men Who Abuse Their PARTNERS!

FIRST RUNNER-UP: Ellie Greenwich, the co-author with the now-NOTORIOUS genius, Phil Spector, and ex-hubby Jeff Barry of such GREAT, LASTING songs as "Chapel Of Love," "Be My Baby," "Leader Of The Pack," "Da Do Ron Ron," "River Deep, Mountain High," and so on and so on; at the YOUNG age of 68. Why do I place this Lady a step above D. Dunne in my "pantheon of Important Passings?" In the world of "REAL, EMOTIONAL, HUMAN" affect -- D.D.'s story is tragic and intense and anything BUT "fluff;" but, let's face it --- folks will be listening to Ms. Greenwich's artistry LONG after the last human has forgotten D.Dunne, don't you agree?

And, the CROWN goes to the UNDISPUTED Champ of "WOW! That's sad --- and, omg, look at his life and what's he's ACCOMPLISHED in it!!!" Senator Edward Moore "Ted" Kennedy!!!! Kennedy played a major role in passing many laws that affect the lives of all Americans, including the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965, the National Cancer Act of 1971, the Comprehensive Anti-Apartheid Act of 1986, the Americans with Disabilities Act of 1990, the Ryan White AIDS Care Act in 1990, the Civil Rights Act of 1991, the Mental Health Parity Act in 1996 and 2008, the State Children's Health Insurance Program in 1997, the No Child Left Behind Act in 2002, and the Edward M. Kennedy Serve America Act in 2009. (Source: Wikipedia). And that's just the TIP of the iceburg of events he has had to suffer through, endure, rise above, etc. his ENTIRE life (simply --- just imagine carrying on in a HUGE way ... after two of YOUR siblings were BRUTALLY murdered!!!

The "personal" stuff? Believe it or not, I think I'll put that aside until later --- these "PUBLIC Tragedies" truly take precedent.
Ciao.

"Honesty ... is hardly ever heard...."

"and mostly what I need from you." A GREAT lyric from The Great Bill Joel ... and SUCH BULLSHIT!!!! (Not on HIS part --- I'm sure he was sincere at the time)

Let's change an American catchphrase tonight from, "blah, blah, blah" to "blog, blog, blog," 'k? How MANY frickin' blogs are out there today; how many are not even READ (like THIS one -- LOL!)? But, those that ARE, and are FOLLOWED --- WHY do you posters get so BENT or HURT or TWISTED when someone posts some comment that is REALLY HONEST, in response to what YOU posted? Isn't openness and honesty the POINT of this venue? Well, of COURSE not --- we're STILL all insecure HUMANS (and, to be TOTALLY honest, part of the JOY I get out of this unread blog is the fact that my ACTUAL name is not ON it --- even though, if ANYONE I know even SOCIALLY would read it, they'd KNOW it was me!! LOL!)! The reason I love THIS blog is because I KNOW no one is READING it -- I can be TOTALLY, UNABASHEDLY honest, with NO repercussions! As opposed to making some (in MY mind, anyway) relatively benign comment on someone ELSE'S blog, in fact, a comment meant to be HELPFUL -- and having to read post after post ranging from, "oh, I hope I'm not doing that -- I feel so bad --- you MUST have misunderstood" to "who the fuck are YOU?!?! How could you SAY such a thing?!?!?"

So, rant over (and, truly, it's just because I was trying to give a friend some business advice that has YEARS of SUCCESS to back up its methods, I mentioned a tactic to her), let's get REAL! NO ONE, TRULY, wants an HONEST OPINION about ANYTHING!!! We're just not MADE that way anymore! We're the product of INTENSE media manipulation that has told us hour after hour, day after day, month after month, year after year, our ENTIRE Lifetime, "You are just FINE!!! Your are GREAT!!!! Though, it wouldn't HURT if you bought THIS from US to make you everything you have ever WANTED to BE ... and to make you EVERYTHING you've ever ENVIED in OTHERS!!! 'Cause, NO, you ARE beautiful --- but you'd be HAPPIER ... and maybe even MORE Beautiful, if you did THIS!!!! TRUST US!!! REALLY!!! THIS Famous Head says so ... and THAT Famous Artists says so ... so it MUST be true!!! Wouldn't you really RATHER have a BUICK!?!?!?!" It all boils down to that cliche (but ALWAYS occurring, nonetheless!!!) question we insecure swingin' dicks get: Does my butt look big in these pants?!?! Like, if you told the TRUTH, it'd be OK?!?!?!? ROFLMAO!!!

Ciao, Babies!

OH, WHAT A NIGHT!!!

Hello, Good Non-Readers!!! "Another Saturday Night and I ain't got no money. I got some money, 'cuz I JUST GOT PAID!!!!" Well, HELL -- the Project From Hell, the BANE of my existence for SO many weeks, is DONE (for the moment --- MAYBE!), and (oh, do NOT even tell me she is SO stupid/crafty to not KNOW better!) JUST before we went on stage, she paid us all --- 2X what we get for a FOUR HOUR night, for playing for ONE HOUR!!!! (But, to be real, it would have been even MORE off-the-fucking-CHARTS if, after doling out the cash, she HADN'T said, "Oh, yeah, THANK YOU, Boss" in that shitty tone she uses SO well that says, "Look at ME --- I'm the BOMB!!! Look what I did for YOU!!!" rather than just hand us the Wad and keep her frickin' mouth SHUT!). ANYWAY ....

Here I sit, blogging and tossing The Toy for My Dearest Friend/Pet, WAY hyped up and drunk off my ass and HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY!! Because, even though I would give our performance tonight a C+ at best (because I am SUCH a self-critical BITCH --- as IMPARTIALLY as I can be at RARE times, I would give us a B+, MAINLY based upon Audience Reaction --- which matters a LOT more than MY pissy opinion on ANY given day!!), what a FUN TIME I had performing tonight!!!

OMG --- SOOOO much I could go on and on and on and on and on and on about at this time -- BUT, My Precious would rather I throw the Toy, NOBODY will EVER read this but ME, so --- I SHALL toss the Toy, 'cuz I'm ENERGIZED WAY beyond my years;)! Ciao!