Showing posts with label Ween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ween. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2010

Concert Alert: Prince's Welcome to America Tour

Guess who already has tickets to two shows and plans on getting some VIP seats to at least one more?

i don't write about his Royal Badness here that often, quite frankly because since he went batshit crazy and found Jehovah, his music has suffered tremendously. More importantly, he's got to be the most litigious little bugger out there in the industry today. Since we post a lot of mp3s here, i've stayed away from his material like the plague, even though there's nothing i'd like more than to expose you cats to some of his lesser known masterpieces. Screw "1999," until you've heard "Rock Hard in a Funky Place," just sit the fuck down, son.

All that being said, that purple freak got me through high school and college. My parents bought me tickets to the Purple Rain tour for my 9th birthday, having no idea whatsoever who he was or what they were about to introduce me to. Hell, the Lovesexy Tour remains the single greatest concert i've ever attended. With the exception of the Sign O' The Times Tour, i believe i've seen every U.S. tour he's done. And now, i'll be adding this one to the list.

Jealous? If you're not, you most certainly should be.

Oh, for those of you that want to check out the Welcome to America Tour yourself, here are the deets:

Izod Center: December 14, 15, 17

Madison Square Garden: December 18, 29

Go to Ticket Bastard to get charged outrageously, but, fuck it, it's Prince, so it's more than worth the price of admission.

As of this moment, i'll be at the shows on the 17th and 18th.






Monday, September 20, 2010

Music By Which to Prepare for Fantasy Hockey Drafting

OK, so it's time for another one of my embarrassingly entertaining work conferences, which means i get to run around for about 13 hours/day for the rest of the week, starting tomorrow. Unfortunately, that probably means i'm not going to be able to post much in the interim. i'm sure Meg will keep you more than entertained in my absence, so keep your pants on, for chrissakes.

Before i go, i would be remiss not to point out that i have not one, but TWO, fantasy hockey drafts this week (Tuesday night and Saturday afternoon, to be exact). Clearly, this is the most wonderful time of the year, as is evidenced by such brilliant shows as "The League." For those others out there going over last minute notes, team updates, IR reports and the like, this one is for you.

(Yes, i realize that last one might be about pedophilia, but that's the same commitment you need in fantasy sports, too, so, yeah, um...wow.)




Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Biggest Cry Baby Mix You Ever Will Hear

So i started physical therapy for ye olde broken down back today, and suffice to say, it was not a painless affair. As such, i'm circumventing witty and going straight for tears.

You, you lucky bastard, get the Biggest Cry Baby Mix You Ever Will Hear, assuming my barely suppressed sobs don't get in the way. Seriously, call me a baby all you like (certain folks pay big bucks for that kind of treatment), but having a catheter inserted wasn't as painful as today's workout back spasms.