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Birthday Plans for Today

Here are my plans for my birthday (today):

1.) Spend a load of cash at Guitar Center on a Line 6 Relay G50 wireless guitar rig. It’s not like I can move very much on the relatively small stages we play on anyway, but I’d like to think I could. Also, the price and features are right, and I have a coupon. Go, coupon!

2.) Ride a boat or some crazy transportation vessel. Love the ocean. Visit the Asian Art Museum – Be a responsible member of society by culturally enlightening myself.

3.) Celebrate my birthday and your unbirthday! If you’re in San Francisco tonight, please feel free to stop by: [INVITE!]

Finally, here are a few things that totally made my morning. After all, getting off on a good start is some huge percent of the battle:

which also subsequently led to this video starring Christoph Waltz who played Col. Hans Landa in Inglourious Basterds, one of my all-time favorite films:

of Montreal – "The Past Is A Grotesque Animal" (acoustic) / Walking back in time…


I walked down Polk Street last night, headed toward a show at Hemlock Tavern. You would think that I, of all people, would know well enough that shows always start at least half an hour after they say they will. Having arrived on time (read: 45 min. early), I took a stroll around the block.

The past is a grotesque animal… and in its eyes you see…

As I walked north, it felt as if I were walking back in time. I passed Kimo’s, the dive bar where we had our first show. I was so young, inexperienced and unfamiliar with the city back then. Half a block further was Myconos, the Greek restaurant where I salivated over large spanakopita in the window before our gig… It wasn’t until a year later when I moved to the hood that I finally scored a piece.

…how completely wrong you can be…

At Hemlock, I met up with a good friend and former editor of West Coast Performer Magazine. She hired me after I quit my job at the Federal Reserve Bank and sought a career change. I really owe her a lot for giving me the chance to transition. We were there to see the last show by Raised By Robots, a cool local band that my band performed with when they first started doing shows. It was a big night of old faces and untold stories.

The sun is out, it melts the snow that fell yesterday…

I don’t recall the last time hours sped by so quickly. As we stood outside talking, hassled by at least four hobos and a drunk (“women-dominated society… wait for it”), closing time passed and bars cleared out. I dropped her off at her place and got home at three in the morning. And a night with no plans ended as one filled with great meaning and life.

Makes you wonder… why it bothered.

Recently, I discovered the most meaningful relationships in my life take at least a year to develop… where only the most resilient remain firmly rooted in place.

PERFORMER PRESENTS – Birds and Batteries / The Rooftop Vigil (formerly Parasol) / The Special Goodbye @ Hemlock Tavern (11.29.07)


Sometimes I lose my words… Sometimes I just don’t feel like saying anything at all, as if a particular second had passed and I’d like nothing more than strive for the preservation of it – a simple moment fluttering as it is… pleasant.

I arrived just in time for the headliner of November’s Performer Presents show at Hemlock Tavern. Birds and Batteries sound exactly like the imagery their name summons. A hint of alt-rock mixed with electro-synth, they manage in finding a comfortable middle-ground between natural purity and chaos machine. Their instrumentation shines with lushness, pop and soothing serenade, notably on brilliant tracks like, “Ocarina,” “Jungles (Oceans),” and the clear favorite, “Star Clusters.” But that’s about all I can say, and the only thing left I remember is the frontman’s flannel shirt and beard. (Is he a lumberjack?) They’re in no way my favorite band, but it was a nice experience, like catching stars from a mountaintop.

I’ve easily concluded that Hemlock wins as my favorite bar in the city. The attentive and friendly staff only enhances the already casual ambiance, made better by reasonably-priced drinks. Lastly, but never least, Hemlock lures hot hipsters of a variety that seem slightly less diseased. The process of hitting on a girl flows more naturally when you’re pretty sure she won’t give you crabs…

Yes, I arrived late even though I only live a few blocks away… I’m sure the first two bands rocked.

[UPDATE 2008: The Rooftop Vigil has changed their name, once again, to Geographer. That is all. Carry on…]