Week 53: Anniversary Post-Party With Bob Downe And Dick Cheese
One year! I hope all of you will open a bottle of your favorite drink and toast to the NAP. 365 posts in a row, plus 41 podcasts, that is quite an achievement and I trust we are all as proud of ourselves as we should be. In our honor here’s down under native Bob Downe singing the theme from Fame. Please make time to watch this; it is truly a most inspiring artistic statement.
For me this has been a very rewarding year writing for this blog. I’ve written a lot of stuff I’d meant to write for a long time and I feel that if nothing else, my writing stamina has increased.
Besides the fact that I wrote more than I could’ve ever imagined, I have some very fond memories of the blog during the past year. And that is something because my memory is as weak as a porcelain bong. But without thinking about it too much, I remember some very good moments. So here they are now, the top ten most memorable moments according to my faulty aging memory, in the order in which I remembered them.
1. The Shorty video of Me and Coopie (I think that was the name of the song). Damn that was a great song and a great video, I must have watched it a hundred times, and I think I’m gonna go watch it again as soon as I’m done with this. Shorty and their follow up, US Maple, also turned out to be a great new discovery for me.
2. Ramon's post about the KTRU local music show dj, the extensive and aggressive comment thread it inspired, and the following week’s guest post by the DJ in question. Can someone please do something stupid, so we can tear into them like this again? This really felt like a blog in action during that time.
3. The miss something or other contestant playing the trumpet solo to the Star Wars theme. Jesus, it still haunts me in my dreams, and I’m always laughing.
4. My fables series. Not that many of you seem to have liked this, but I did, and one day, somewhere else, I’m gonna do the second cycle, which will be like the first but a little different, and it will be done live, live in the mountains and deserts with marching bands and hippies and some giant heavy metal organ in the woods.
5. Head Stapler’s sudden substitute post about the crazy woman crying bloody murder over the radio. An awesome story.
6. The spiral of drummers with the Boredoms in the middle, a music performance that really made me wish I had been in NYC to see, no amount of descriptions or youtube videos could’ve possibly conveyed it.
7. Kilian’s post in white letters on a white background. To this day I always check his posts for secret messages, just in case he’s hiding stuff in there again like that. Very sneaky, and I love sneaky.
8. Various comments by Matthew. Wish he was around more. His comments always involved some very detailed and interesting information about whatever it was he was talking about, dogs, Steely Dan, pop music, whatever it was.
9. Rosa's and Head Stapler's support. What can I say, simply put, these two women rock. Rosa’s photos, guest posts, Spanish music, grindcore, great comments, and Head Stapler’s commitment to the podcast, paintings, crazy frontier stories, guest posts and great comments are unequaled. I’m not sure I would still be here without them.
10. And last on the list, but not least on the list, is John, being himself, post after post after post. I always liked and admired John during the days when we lived in the same city and played music very close to each other. We were never what I might call really good friends, but at the various times when our lives intersected I always felt the kind of kinship with him that does not need the reinforcement of friendship. He did his thing, I did mine. It has been great to reconnect with him, even if it's only through this veiled medium, and to see that he is still doing his thing with the same dignity, directness, and passion that he had then.
Ok, that got a bit serious there… Let’s get back to the party with some Gin and Juice. Here’s Richard Cheese showing how it is done.
For me this has been a very rewarding year writing for this blog. I’ve written a lot of stuff I’d meant to write for a long time and I feel that if nothing else, my writing stamina has increased.
Besides the fact that I wrote more than I could’ve ever imagined, I have some very fond memories of the blog during the past year. And that is something because my memory is as weak as a porcelain bong. But without thinking about it too much, I remember some very good moments. So here they are now, the top ten most memorable moments according to my faulty aging memory, in the order in which I remembered them.
1. The Shorty video of Me and Coopie (I think that was the name of the song). Damn that was a great song and a great video, I must have watched it a hundred times, and I think I’m gonna go watch it again as soon as I’m done with this. Shorty and their follow up, US Maple, also turned out to be a great new discovery for me.
2. Ramon's post about the KTRU local music show dj, the extensive and aggressive comment thread it inspired, and the following week’s guest post by the DJ in question. Can someone please do something stupid, so we can tear into them like this again? This really felt like a blog in action during that time.
3. The miss something or other contestant playing the trumpet solo to the Star Wars theme. Jesus, it still haunts me in my dreams, and I’m always laughing.
4. My fables series. Not that many of you seem to have liked this, but I did, and one day, somewhere else, I’m gonna do the second cycle, which will be like the first but a little different, and it will be done live, live in the mountains and deserts with marching bands and hippies and some giant heavy metal organ in the woods.
5. Head Stapler’s sudden substitute post about the crazy woman crying bloody murder over the radio. An awesome story.
6. The spiral of drummers with the Boredoms in the middle, a music performance that really made me wish I had been in NYC to see, no amount of descriptions or youtube videos could’ve possibly conveyed it.
7. Kilian’s post in white letters on a white background. To this day I always check his posts for secret messages, just in case he’s hiding stuff in there again like that. Very sneaky, and I love sneaky.
8. Various comments by Matthew. Wish he was around more. His comments always involved some very detailed and interesting information about whatever it was he was talking about, dogs, Steely Dan, pop music, whatever it was.
9. Rosa's and Head Stapler's support. What can I say, simply put, these two women rock. Rosa’s photos, guest posts, Spanish music, grindcore, great comments, and Head Stapler’s commitment to the podcast, paintings, crazy frontier stories, guest posts and great comments are unequaled. I’m not sure I would still be here without them.
10. And last on the list, but not least on the list, is John, being himself, post after post after post. I always liked and admired John during the days when we lived in the same city and played music very close to each other. We were never what I might call really good friends, but at the various times when our lives intersected I always felt the kind of kinship with him that does not need the reinforcement of friendship. He did his thing, I did mine. It has been great to reconnect with him, even if it's only through this veiled medium, and to see that he is still doing his thing with the same dignity, directness, and passion that he had then.
Ok, that got a bit serious there… Let’s get back to the party with some Gin and Juice. Here’s Richard Cheese showing how it is done.
5 Comments:
i must be ill because i chuckled along with the audience to that bob down video. america needs a cheesy saturday night variety show. maybe that's the silver bullet for the war on terrorism.
i echo your comments about memorable posts, memorable people, and songs. esp. headstaplers hair-raising-OMG! rescue 911 story. and about john who's posts always make me slap my forehead and go "does he EVER stop?!" omg, john don't ever change.
i for one thoroughly enjoyed the fables and still want to see them serialized and illustrated.
Thank you kind sir. Thank you for playing guitar with me in Kyle's room at the commune. Thank you for letting me take part in Dry Nod even if I sucked, thank you for your amazing and well written posts, and thank you for making this blog something that I check into daily with eagerness.
Bitch.
You're a gentleman and a scholar Anaconda. You have really kept this thing out of the dirt on more than one week! I know I don't always comment on your posts in intelligent ways, but I truly think you are a great read. Thanks for the effort you put into your weeklies. I'm reading. And it's always my pleasure to jump into other people's projects and tag the walls with my outbursts. The podcast has been my pleasure and has forced me to find new music every week, in much the same way as it forces you guys to write.
You bundle of Nelly-As Pink Shit faggots!
I've been Mr. Short-Term Attention Span the last couple weeks because after working 80+ hour weeks I can't seem to keep my eyes open for very long, so I just now read yr last three weeks worth of posts, and sweet Christ, that's some of the best NAPping we've had. Cheers to you, and keep 'em coming.
And god do I know that feeling of "asking this girl to slow dance is like asking her to marry me". Did you figure out how to get over it? I never did.
You know what's funny John, I always thought it was us (dry nod) who sucked in comparison to you. I mean you actually could sing in key, and play stuff on the guitar that you meant to play, instead of just stumbling onto stuff we couldn't reproduce, like we were prone to do, especially during those early days.
And dd, I absolutely got over it. To get over it, just imagine that if you don't ask the girl, a doctor is going to stick their finger up your ass testing for an illness that doesn't require a finger up the ass to be tested.
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