Monday, August 20, 2012

Nerd Alert

I work with a lot of nerds.  Hell, I'm pretty much a nerd myself.

But this new guy, woah, man...he takes the nerd cake.  You pass around the nerd list and I'll check off a couple of them.  I have read some comic books.  I have played some video games.  But I'm not into anime, don't think sword and sorcery is very cool, and would rather watch the game than those sci-fi shows where the aliens are wearing goofy make-up.

This new guy is die-hard about video games, gay for comic books, lurves him some S&S, D&D, and Magic the Gathering.

Today he was talking about the potential for the movies set in the Marvel universe.  He was saying things like, "When they get to the sixth one, they can really start exploring Marvel Civil War."

I wanted to say, "Dude, I don't even know what that is."

Me, my take on it is a little bit different.  I think Marvel should be careful about rolling out these movies, at least from a business perspective.  It's blockbusters now, but get a backlash going and watch it go bust.  Ask George Lucas.  Ask Spielberg.

Also, I'd prefer that comic book movies don't suck up all the oxygen in the room money in Hollywood  so there's room for different types of movies.  Enough with the nerd epics, man.

This is what I'm talking about.

The Strokes

Last night I was watching a documentary about street bikers in L.A. and it was okay, nothing ground-breaking or mind-blowing, with some above-average tricks and one guy just tearing through the city, passing cars, just flying.

But they played two Strokes songs back to back, and I don't know, man....I can survive one.  But two in a row?  It just makes me want to grab my bottom lip and pull it over my head.

And I say that as a guy who has a higher than usual tolerance for listening to "awful" music.  I mean, who told that guy he could sing?  I can appreciate the music a little bit.  It's a bit too jangly for me, but it's not horrible.

If that dude would shut up, that is.

Sunday, August 19, 2012


That's what I cried when I saw the headline:

Top Gun Director Dies After Jumping Off Bridge
I was hoping it was the director of the rumored remake...not Tony Scott.  Tony Scott can't be dead.  He still has movies to make, dammit.

That's depressing.

Suicides are usually prefaced by a lot of dark days, but I wonder if in the final moment, if they had a little bit more time to think about it, if they would reconsider.

I watched a documentary about a photographer who committed suicide by jumping off a building and her Dad described it perfectly.  "She had a bad day."  The one bad day, in a string of bad days, that just set the whole thing in motion.

Maybe instead of going to the roof, she could have gone to bed...and woke up the next morning.  Maybe she would have heard a bird chirping or a sunbeam shining through the window and yeah, so it would be another bad day, but fuck it.

Enduring the bad ones makes the good ones worth it.

Yellow and Green

This month's Emusic selection was Baroness's new record, which --lucky for this fan-- is a double album.  Sticking with the color theme of their previous two records, half of this one is "Yellow" and the other half is "Green." 

While I've listened to the whole thing, I haven't listened to it enough to give you the full breakdown, but there are a few songs that blew me away, particularly the instrumentals.  The production is a little bit different than on their previous records.  The songs are mellower, the vocals more polished, but it's not a radical departure.

And I don't know if it's supposed to be a concept record or not, but I did notice a few running themes.  Some of the songs seem to be about a guy --a friend of the band's?-- who became a junkie and eventually committed suicide by jumping into the ocean.  Again, just a guess, but here's a verse from a song called "March to the Sea:"
And what you did next was second-to-none
You really let us down
You tied yourself up 
And jumped in the sea
Never to come home
 Then later, in a song called "Sea Lungs," there's this part, told from the Ocean's point of view, I guess:
Why so sad?
Your tears are no match for mine
I am eternal sea
And you are a drowning man
 Your tears are no match for mine, said the sea to the drowning man.  Now this kind of thing, especially accompanied by guitar rock, may not be your thing.  But at least it ain't no "Call Me Maybe."

Southern Cross

Yesterday I flew in this plane, the Southern Cross.
It's an old WWII-era C-47 troop carrier, now modified for the tourist trade. 
It was quite a bumpy ride, which was both thrilling and nauseating, but man...what a view.  Here's a nice-shot of downtown Denver.  Recognize any landmarks?

Things look different from 1000 feet
Broncos Country
Highlights include:  Confluence Park, Elitch Gardens, the Pepsi Center, Sports Authority Field, and I-25
Coors Field, under the wing