2004
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12/30/04
More airport anger... They took my soldering pen. It was packed in my checked baggage, it's a tool for work, It was empty and I could prove it, and it wasn't cheap. They allow you to carry cigarette lighters on the plane... WTF? My Pyropen doesn't have an open flame like a lighter and it carries the same small amount of gas and I wasn't even carrying it on. Why one and not the other? What do freight airliners do with that stuff? If I packed it in a box and sent it FedEx to my destination no one would stop it I'm sure. It still flies on a plane... once again WTF?
12/29/04
First couple of shows in New Zealand done…Beautiful venues. Three tiered traditional looking opera houses. All went well. In Wellington, Jack and Kyle did “you’re the one that I want…Precious” from grease with Andy Serkis, the guy that played Gollum in the Lord of the Rings. They also threw in a couple of new songs that are great. The King Kong posse was also in the house and they seemed to have enjoyed themselves immensely. The show sold out.
In Auckland Jack’s stunt double for Kong came to the show. Jack says to the crowd, “I feel good tonight… lot’s of energy… I’m gonna do some gymnastics!” He runs off stage left where Bronson is waiting in the wings… Bronson then flies onto the stage doing back handsprings all the way across while Jack runs across the stage behind the backdrop to walk back onstage right just as Bronson finishes on that side. It was fucking hilarious.
After the show tonight we all went to the casino and sat at a Caribbean Poker table. I don’t know why… it’s a total sucker game… but it was fun anyway. Nobody came away a winner though.
I don’t much enjoy traveling anymore but New Zealand is so awesome! The People, the scenery, the vibe… It’s all good.
Tomorrow we fly to Sydney for a day off.
Here are some photos.
12/26/04
Wellington, New Zealand is quite beautiful. It's kind of a cross between Hawaii and Europe... Weird. I feel quite comfortable here. Probably cause I grew up in Hawaii and the vibe is quite similar. Here's the view from my hotel room.
Tomorrow's the first show at the St. James Theatre. There will be alot of guests. Jack has been down here for the past few months making a movie. Another remake of King Kong. I'm sure he's invited the cast and crew. It should be fun.
12/25/04
Well, I missed my connecting flight to New Zealand and I'm spending Christmas day here in the Sydney airport... quite surreal actually. Whatever... I fly out at 6pm and get to Wellington around midnight. It kinda makes for a long travel day huh.
Ho, Ho, Ho.
12/23/04
Sorry I haven't posted in a while... I've been a little overwhelmed these days. First off, Christmas... scholars say that Jesus was born at some other time of year. I don't know, August, March or some shit. During the crusades, the proselytizing conquerors would tell all the pagans that winter solstice was actually JC's B-day so that there would be an easier transition thru their religious conversion. No drastic lifestyle changes.
Even if Jesus was born on the 25th it's fucked because of our time line. Depending on who was in power in those medieval times would determine how many day's our calendar year had. If everything based on the birth and death of Christ, who would really know what the fucking date was now.
If you're not religious and just like Christmas as modern society has adapted it to be, then I say to you... think again. Don't get me wrong I'm no grinch and I respect and support everyone's right to love it. I just think everyone should see all sides. Some say the holiday spirit brings out the best in people... well, that may be so but I think it also brings out the worst. This time of year inspires more guilt, depression, greed and selfishness than any other time. Suicides statistics double around Xmas. Our entire retail economy is dependent on how much crap people buy during the holidays. The buying frenzy is my personal pet peeve. Stores this year have cut back on staffing their stores in expectations that sales wont be up to expectations. This increase lines for cash registers and any kind of help you might need from store personnel. Those people that are lucky enough to be working are overworked and numb to everyone they deal with. There is no such thing as customer service anymore. The other awful by product of the buying frenzy is traffic. Every year I am surprised at another level of widespread driving rudeness. People fighting for parking spaces, people driving recklessly to make it to whatever store before it closes, and general congestion everywhere. The stress from this alone is a good argument against a commercial Christmas.
Once again, I'm really not a grinch about it. If you get as much or more enjoyment out of the holiday than you get adversely affected by it, then by all means... ho, ho, ho. But if the balance of good and bad tips the wrong way on the Christmas scale then I encourage you to do what I do. Skip it. Well, as much as you can that is.
I've successfully avoided xmas for about ten years now. My mother as well. No trees, no uncomfortable family gatherings, no guilt, no stress (other than driving around... some things you can't avoid). I do have a ritual for the 25th though. My Mom and I go see a horror movie together. The theatre is generally empty and there is always a new horror flick out at this time (I've always wondered why). However, this year I wont even be doing that. Right now I'm at LAX waiting for a delayed flight to Australia. I'm going to be doing 4 shows with Tenacious D. Two in New Zealand and Two in Australia. I'm hoping it'll be fun even though it's work. I'll tell you what... strangely, I'm looking forward to the damn 16 hour flight. No phones, no work, just 16 hours of doing whatever the hell I want. I need to get a life.
Yes, I've been very busy, hence the lack of site updates. Studio 606 is coming along quite nicely. It reached complete functionality about a month ago. By functionality I mean all the gear is hooked up and the record light glows. By no means are we done. There is still a shitload of stuff we need to do to finish. However, the boys have been recording almost everyday and have made great progress on the new record. The big room sounds great but the small room has some standing waves in it that are making it sound funny. Our control room is so fucking awesome it's unbelievable. It sounds so good in there and dammit, it feels good too. All the trim and finishes still need to go up everywhere. Our lounge and office have made lots of progress as well. Paint is done, Carpet down in the office (which is really more of a game room, ping pong, foosball, pinball), VCT down upstairs in the lounge, and ceramic tile in the upstairs bathroom. The kitchen cabinets have been ordered and should arrive in the middle of January sometime. I need to buy an electric forklift really bad right now so if anyone has any connections please email me.
As far as the recording goes, they've finished all the drums and most of the guitar and bass. Still a little more guitar and bass and of course all the vocals and then we'll move on to the acoustic record. To all the Foo fans out there... It sounds completely fucking kickass so far. This will be the best record ever. So much effort and work is going into this one compared to the others and Dave has really reached down and grabbed his creativity by the balls. I think they're the best songs he's ever written. I can't wait to hear the acoustic songs cuz his poppy light stuff (February stars, MIA, Head Wired... shit like that) is my fav. I'm sure I won't be disappointed. Here are some fairly recent photos.
The ones of Shifter with Taylor's new puppy kill me. That's the new Mesa Amp. I think they're calling it the lonestar classic or something like it. It sounds sooooooooooooooo good. Selectable between 5, 15, or 30 watts... it's got a real flavorful sound.
That's not Dave playing soulfully either... he's pushing out a fart.
I've been having kind of a hard time lately with my head. Depression I think. Although I have absolutely nothing to be sad about. It's not that kind of depression. I dunno... I'm almost up to one year of sobriety... February 6th. It's been quite easy up till now. The past few weeks the booze has really been on my mind. I think cuz I'm on tilt from working too much. I have no job description, no hours or schedule, no boss, and unfortunately, no boundaries. It seems to be in my nature to always end up in these kind of positions. I don't know what time and energy belongs to me and what belongs to "them" (work, girls, friends, whatever) so I end up giving it all away out of some weird sense of responsibility or guilt that I'm not doing enough. I've always been this way. But as I get older I'm feeling much more fragile and weak. All of my mental and physical energy has been going to building this studio of which I am absolutely not qualified for. So just to stay on top of it all and to not fuck anything up to bad I've really devoted everything I've got to it. I've done well and I'm quite proud of it but the by product of it all seems to be depression. I've... hell, we've all put so much blood and sweat and time into building this place that I feel it's mine. When that happens, shit becomes personal. The problem is that things are finally starting to slow down and all of the things in my life that I've put on the back burner... I'm feeling all at once. One of the good things that I'm doing with the new found couple of hours a day that I have is going to the gym. I signed the studio up for a corporate membership at a gym down the street from the studio and we've all been going. Sean, Geoff, Shifter, Dave, and myself. It's good too... healthy body healthy mind. I sleep better and think better when I go. The lifestyle that I chose (working in rock -n- roll, touring and shit) is definitely not the easiest. One makes alot of sacrifices. The biggest one of which is relationships. It's almost impossible. I have musician friends and roadie friends that are married and make it work but for the most part it just doesn't work. Some of y'all ladies might think It would be good cuz you'd never get a chance to get sick of each and it would keep the relationship fresh for longer... and that might be true initially, But eventually it always happens. Being gone all the time leaves people lonely and unfulfilled. Coming home from a tour is hard. for the roadie, a time of mandatory decompression has to happen. After living in a metal tube with up to 12 other dudes takes it's toll. For me... I need some alone time... just for me... some privacy... some time that doesn't affect any one and it's usually filled with lot's of anxiety and staring at walls. When I get home off of tour there are so many things that I want to do that I haven't been able to do that I can't seem to focus enough to do any of them. Every time I get home from a tour I want to record in my studio, I want to work on my hot rod, Play with my dog, watch TV, play video games, see my friends, mow my lawn, work on my network, go skateboarding, go to the gym. So many things all at once I can't get it together to do anything. If you've got a girlfriend, she's wanting your time and feels like you should be dying to see her. And although that might be true... You definitely want to be with your girlfriend... it's just someone else taking your time and energy that you've just given away for the whole tour. A short break is necessary to be capable of sharing yourself. This becomes a bigger and bigger problem the longer that you tour.
Ack!!! I've bitched and moaned enough... I hope you all have a good holiday season and you get everything that you were hoping out of it. I'll post again soon with pictures of me and the D down under.
Love,
BB
Scapegoat Extraordinaire
11/05/04
Not much different in my life over the past couple of weeks except for a kickass Halloween party at Dave's house and a short trip to Wisconsin for a Kerry rally. Both of which are worthy
of a paragraph or two but I'm too damn tired. So here's a few night vision photos and I'll add more later.
10/21/04
Drove to Vegas with Dave for a Kerry rally. Fellow Nirvana band mate and Tom from Blink were there as well. Let me just say that Krist is an amazing speaker. He did his homework and really riled things up. He's a true politician.
Blink fans are fuckin' nuts. Even more so than Foo fans. After the speeches, the rock stars worked the line a bit and did some signing. Fans broke through the barriers and surrounded us. Kids were standing on my guitars. I was telling people to get back and some kook gave me a hard time. I almost got in a fist fight. Gus intervened thankfully. I thought he was gonna kick the dudes butt as well though.
Gus, Tom, Krist, Dave, Chris (Kerry's step son), and I later had dinner at Olives in the Bellagio. We have a friend that is a chef there. It was amazing. Everybody got hammered and tried to gamble. Dave won 75 bucks at a slot machine while I lost 200 at craps. Crap.
It got worse for me the next day... on the drive home I got a speeding ticket. I deserved it though... 95 in a 65. Woops.
There was a 40 car pile up on I-15 near Victorville so they closed the freeway. It was a fucking parking lot. We used the GPS to guide us home to LA thru the desert on surface streets. It was beautiful going thru the desert but it took a long time.
I took some pretty good pics at the rally. Here they are.
10/16/04
So I just got back from a pretty surreal Foo show in Phoenix. It was a Giant debate watching party / rally in a city park. The Foos played a few songs before the debate to probably 3 or 4 thousand people, then everyone sat down in this field at sunset and watched these hanging video screens that were blowing wildly in the wind. The faces of Bush and Kerry would get all oblong and distorted as the screen blew around. That in combination with the sunset and the weird lighting and thousands of people sitting in a field watching crappy TV made it quite an acid trip.
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Sean drove the gear in a truck and I drove myself, Wiley, and Autumn to Phoenix in a rental car. I must've averaged 90 MPH the whole way. At one time I had it up to 115. Scary. I didn't get any tickets either. It's weird... when I had to slow down to 65, it felt like I was going like 20 mph. We had one of those Lexus SUV's. They're kickass.
The studio is still coming along. We got some wood lam flooring and carpet down in the CR and Jeff, being the genius that he is built a cloud and hung it by himself in the CR. Now we stuff it with Dacron and R19 insulation then cover it with a tweedish fabric. Check it out.
The other photos are Pat Schneider (our cabling guy) and his posse, pulling cable through the floor.
10/7/04
Too tired to write much but here's a bunch of new photos of work cuz that's all I do these days...and nights.
We got the boss working now too.
But we had to fire him for loafing. Sean took over.
Ian said good job!
night' all
9/30/04
Please do not send me music unless you just want me to listen to it. I can't get Dave to listen to my songs... how am I supposed to get him to listen to your songs. The same goes for any other crap... photos, stories, scripts, and screenplays, none of us really have time for it. I barely have time to keep up on my website or my music. If you send it to me I promise I will do my best to check it all out and give some feedback to you. But what the fuck do I know anyway... I'm basically a Rock-N-Roll dishwasher.
Even if the band did hear your music, and even liked it.... none of them have the ability to get your band signed. All that kinda stuff is label oriented. Even the great Dave Grohl couldn't just start a new band that played prog rock and take it to capitol records and say SIGN ME! Mind you, he has a better chance than you, but nobody wants to sign an unknown band unless they think they can sell units. If a band could sell units... they wouldn't be unknown. Catch my drift? Why would a record company put a ton of money into anything unless they were absolutely sure they could recoup the cost and make a profit. It's a crappy reason to be making music anyway...Get Signed, Be a successful rock star!...it's bullshit. Play music for the sheer enjoyment of making and playing music. If you play out and people like it, spend a couple of bucks, make a demo, if people like it they'll buy it, an then more people will show up to your shows you'll sell more product. Hell make a t-shirt, and some hats... do whatever you want but do for the enjoyment of doing it. Nobody is just going to "discover you". If you absolutely must pursue this kind of success...create a small local market for yourself you can work that into larger audiences. But once again, it's a crappy reason to be making music. Have fun and enjoy yourself... fuck everything else. It will show in your music.
Hey... speaking of T-shirts... if I got some made with the fist-spermy design... would anyone be interested?
Also here are some more progress shots of the studio.
9/26/04
So... here are some photos of Dave's studio. It'll give y'all kind of an idea of what I'm doing down here in LALA land. Just click on the pictures to enlarge them.
This is Jeff Templeton....master carpenter... and new Foo bass tech. He used to be in a Seattle band called motherlode. he is so fuckin' good with wood it's unbelievable. If it wasn't for the rest of the crew slowing him down, the studio would be finished.
This is the rest of the crew.
There's Sean, who loves to vanish, Ruff who needs anger management, and Dave who only wants to be loved.
I would really like to take credit for running this whole build site but I can't... It's all because of Bella our K9 foreman.
The fact is... there are so many people involved in this endeavor. Keeping everyone communicating is the most important thing. One little change affects 20 other people down the line. It's been pretty overwhelming but I think I've finally got a handle on it. I Know who all the players are and what they're supposed to be doing and feel like there's light at the end of the tunnel. The hours have been long but it feels really good to see the progress every day.
And it's not like the band isn't working on this thing either. They're over at a rehearsal studio writing songs for the new album. Here's proof. Dave writing lyrics and our producer Nick kicking the Neve console to make sure it works.
9/18/04
On the corner, down the street at my new house in LA, there is a hot dog stand called law dogs. Every Wednesday night at 7 pm there is a lawyer there giving out free legal advice......
.....Random.
9/15/04
Well, I've moved away from my castle in Oregon for a few months. I'm in one of the worst places on the face of the earth...LA....well, actually the valley. It's for a very worthy cause though. I've been brought here along with my partners Sean and Jeff to assist in building Studio 606. The Foo Fighters new venture. They've purchased a very large building and are remodeling the inside of it to accommodate a kickass recording studio. We're about 1/3 done now. When we are done, I believe it will one of the largest and best sounding rooms in existence. So far it's kicking my roadie ass. Not my normal schedule. We're putting in some long hours. 7 am to 7 or 8 at night every day. I'm pooped.
8/31/04
The word terrorism is getting tossed around like the word communism used to. The enemy without a face. The infamous "THEM". A fictitious force out to destroy our way of life. We're headed towards another McCarthy type regime. It's all semantics... Before the atrocities in South Africa were widely publicized in America, Nelson Mandela was called a " terrorist " by the American Media. After the truth came out, the press then called him a " Freedom Fighter ". There are many other examples of these fear driven political tactics. Public opinion being manipulated by giving citizens a common faceless enemy that the government can point a finger at.
The only way to battle this kind of propaganda is with education. Seek out other news sources than Fox or PBS. Read a plethora of periodicals. Find the real story yourself. If you think a book or a TV show is nothing but lies... watch it anyway to arm yourself with information.
The patriot act is a very bad idea and it is anything but patriotic. It violates many constitutional and human rights. But don't take my word for it. Research it yourself.
The other word getting tossed around too much is "CARBS". I think that it's all a conspiracy by the Terrorists to preoccupy fat Americans with unhealthy diets while they find more ways to steal our "Food Freedom". They should be called "Carbunists".
8/23/04
Going to guitar center (or any music store for that matter) is the equivalent of going to the DMV or maybe even the dentist. Our visit today for some cables and pickups was like something out of a bad dream. The store is filled freaks with monster egos hacking away at poorly tuned instruments through amps turned up way to loud.
We walked into the pro audio department and some retard was struggling his way the "jingle bells" with full midi accompaniment so fucking loud... on some crazy keyboard that looked like the cockpit of an airplane. In the other corner some dude was check one two-ing a PA that kept feeding back on these frequencies that would fire brain spikes through my cerebellum. We then made the mistake of walking through the guitar department. Kook after kook showing off to the best of their abilities their renditions of such classics as Eruption and Purple Haze and other shit you'd never recognize. All trying to out "loud" each other. Store employee's scrambling around turning everybody down and trying to figure out who might actually want to buy something.
I could complain about the store employees and their complete lack of knowledge about what they're selling and most of all inability to figure out the cash register. But really, I feel sorry for them... It must be a nightmare working there. One of them told me that it all just turns into white noise after awhile. All I know is... I would go Postal and kill people. They should come up with a term like "postal" for music store employees. Leaving the store is quite annoying as well. When you go to Fry's or Circuit City or some other store, it's common for security to look at your receipt then glance at your stuff to make sure you're not stealing shit. But at Guitar Center, they itemize everything. They almost pat you down. They wont even give you a bag until you're literally walking out the door... which is fine if you're only buying a couple sets of strings but totally fucked if you've got tons of shit.
Stay at home and buy on EBAY.
8/20/04
I really can't stand this reality TV show craze... If I wanted reality I wouldn't be watching TV.
Top five best new TV shows (within the past couple of years)
1. Trailer Park Boys (pretty much only in Canada...find a way to see it!)
2. Aqua Teen Hunger Force
3. The Shield
4. Monk
5. Nip/Tuck
8/18/04
Thanks to all that have been posting! I'd kinda like to hear what y'all think of my songs...(seeing as that is what this site is for)
I'm in LA for a couple of weeks for Foo rehearsals and Pre-production and also a show in San Diego on the 28th.
Top five ( reasonably priced ) LA restaurants
1. Katsu ya (kickass sushi)
2. Hoagie Hut (best pastrami sandwich)
3. Barney's Beanery (Huge Menu, cute waitresses)
4. Sanam Luang (cheap thai food)
5. Jerry's Famous Deli (Mac and Chee to die for)
8/13/04
I've been home for about a week and trying like hell to decompress. Let me explain. After getting home from a tour or a long trip it's very hard to relax and shift gears back into "home mode". The symptoms are lots of pacing, lack of concentration, trouble sleeping, anxiety, and a fear of the telephone. Strangely the same symptoms as a speed binge. It usually starts to subside in about a week, but that's usually all the time you get at home, then it's back out on tour or some other work trip which is the case for me right now. I'm heading back down to LA for Foo Rehearsals in two days. Don't get me wrong... I'm not complaining... I love my job... But if you know someone who travels alot and is a freak when they get home for a few days... That's why... or they're on a speed binge.
I love where I live... I've got a killer house. It's small but I've got a huge backyard. I also live next door to my mother who has a fuckin' huge yard (over an acre). I have a big ass covered back porch with a nice sound system for Barbeques. There's a separate building in my yard that used to be a garage or a shop or something. I soundproofed it and built a studio in it. I put the control room in my spare bedroom and ran snakes underground out to the studio. My next project is to build a halfpipe. All that topped off with a kickass home entertainment system (Tivo Rules), all my computers with Broadband and WIFI, air conditioning, and my hotrod van and it's a recipe for being a hermit.
8/04/04
I love my job. I shook hands with the future president and that hobbit dude from lord of the rings ( Sean something ) all in the same day. We rallied in Davenport and then an insanely small town in Missouri called Hannibal. It's where Mark twain lived. Straight up Mayberry style yo. Dave made up his own campaign slogan... "Taste America"... and tonight He and I wrote the Campaign song. We'll record it when we get back to LA and post it as an MP3 soon. Check these out.
8/03/04
Politics are so weird. The first rally went well. I was told there were about 14000 people there. A bunch of Bush people stood outside the rally site with a megaphone chanting "FLUSH THE JOHNS!!". How annoying. Dave only played one song unfortunately. Kerry's speech was inspiring. Right now we're riding on the Kerry VIP bus in the motorcade. The cops stop traffic on the freeway and let us run red lights. The bus is armor plated and has bullet proof glass. It's a damn good thing too. Check out this cop...
This Election will be the first time I've ever voted in my life. I'm still feeling a little weird about it. In the first place, anyone that actually wants the job of President has got to be a little nuts and therefore not qualified. Secondly, as we learned in the last election, the popular vote doesn't necessarily win. I remember being taught in High School "one man, one vote"... What a lie. Third, I'm somewhat of a conspiracy theorist. I don't really believe the president really runs the country. He's just a puppet or a spokesman for the powers that be. However, Grohl made a good point... we shouldn't be thinking that we're voting for a guy making executive decisions we should be thinking that we're voting a team of people making group decisions. A whole staff of people. I'm definitely voting.
8/01/04
So... Sean and I finished our trip back to LA with the truck. Going through eastern Colorado we drove through a jaw dropping lightning storm. We even made time for a few hours at the Grand Canyon. I couldn't believe how many fucking tourists there were. We waited for an hour in a traffic jam just to get through the gates of the park.
Sean on a cliff BB on a cliff
On Sunday we pulled into LA at around noon and I ran around like an idiot trying to get a bunch of shit done so I could make it to the airport for a 4pm flight. Mission Accomplished. I'm flying to meet Dave and Jordan in Chicago. Dave was invited to join The Kerry - Edwards campaign for a few days. This should be interesting.
7/28/04
When entering a freeway, accelerate to match the speed of the traffic you're merging into. Do not stop... do not be afraid... pick your hole and merge. Trucks, being large and heavy, are harder to slow and slower to accelerate. The next time someone merges in front of me at 20 MPH because they're scared... I'm going to run them over in my completely loaded and very heavy 28' foot Ryder truck. Be warned.
Top 5 favorite Drummers
1. Adam Willard
2. Dave Grohl
3. Matt Cameron
4. Vinnie Calliuta
5. Tommy Sessa
7/27/04
We made it to Dave's house late last Friday. Nobody was home so Sean and I rented a car, parked the truck in Dave's yard and tracked Dave and Nick down to a club in D.C. called The Black Cat. The car that Thrifty rented us was so embarrassing. But since we showed up without a reservation and it was quite late all they had to give us was a candy red PT cruiser. No power, no handling, no turning radius, no honor. When we got to the Black Cat the club was hoppin' and everybody was well greased. Sean set a record for speed drinking. Upon leaving the bar at about 3:30 am everyone laughed at Sean and I in our stylish ride. One of our party who will remain anonymous took particular offence to the poor little poofy car and preceded to kick the shit out of it. Dents with footprints everywhere. All had a chuckle. The next day I was the one laughing at all the pathetic hangovers.
Moving Dave's studio went very well. The hardest part was of course moving his console. This thing is not like a normal sound board that you would see at a concert that gets packed up in a case with wheels. Imagine a very large and high kitchen counter in an L shape made out of Oak or Mahogany or some dense wood then picture a huge sound board built into it with hundreds of pounds of electronics screwed into every drawer. This thing weighed, I'm guessing about 1500 pounds. We had 8 guys lifting it. Three of us hurt our backs. I think I shot my nuts across the room. I think a couple of dudes weren't really lifting their share... Pussies.
Long story short... Truck packed, we left, and are now going back to LA. I think we're in Effington. Heading west on I-70.
Good things:
RT's in Alexandria (good food)
Howard Johnson's
Flying J
My IPOD
Velcro
Perkin's
Butter pecan syrup at IHOP
Bad things:
PT cruisers
Home Depot in Alexandria
Quality Inn
Days Inn
The roads in Oklahoma and Arkansas
7/21/04
It feels so good to eat again. I made my month and my first meal was Mac and Cheese from Jerry's Deli in Los Angeles. I make the best Mac -n- Cheese But Jerry's is a close second. I was in LA for a week doing Foo Fighter rehearsals. They're writing new songs for the new record. Let just say that every single song idea is totally kickass. This is going to be the best Foo record so far. Right now I'm in a Howard Johnson's in Arkansas on a cross country drive to Dave Grohl's house in Virginia to pick up a bunch of studio equipment and drive it back to LA so they can start recording soon. Sean Cox is my co pilot on this mission and so far the trip has been good. We rented a 24 bob tail truck from Ryder. F'in' bouncy ride. We built a mount on the dash for my computer and GPS. We also went nuts with the Velcro and stuck all kinds of shit to the dash. Cell phones, chargers, power splitter, inverter, IPOD, and rf transmitter. I'll post pictures later. Oklahoma sucked... well... I 40 at least... Oh yeah, and NEVER... EVER stay at Quality Inn in Amarillo, TX. They don't want guests. Habib, the front desk guy tried his best to kick us out in the morning... 9:00 am, 9:30 am, 10:00 am, 10:30 am... calls just to make sure we weren't extending our stay and that we knew checkout was at 11:00.
Sean found a used condom on the floor of a truck stop restroom in New Mexico. Sweet.
I bought a new cowboy hat and some steer horns at Clines Corner, NM.
7/3/04
11 days ago I started a juice fast. That means no solid food... nothing except fruit juice and water. I did this after seeing Super Size Me with Paul. I felt so gross after the movie that I felt I needed to clean out in a big way. Strangely I'm full of energy. Also strangely I'm still pooping. I'm not hungry either, but, I really miss eating. I'm gonna try and go a whole month. People have told me that when one does this kinda thing, you're supposed to get a colonic. How about NO! Not so much with the ass flush! Out only.
6/20/04
So for my first entry I think a movie review is in order. Sean, Autumn, and I went to see "Saved" yesterday at the Arclight theatre in Los Angeles. The Arclight is the Ritz Carlton of movie theatres with a cavernous lobby area that contains a four star restaurant, a bar, and a fairly large gift store that sells books and movie memorabilia. There is also a counter labeled "guest services" which I couldn't quite figure out. Maybe like a movie concierge or something. The tickets are sold from a desk kind of like at a bank where you sit down to open a new account. But as unique and fancy as it was... fucking $14 bucks is to much for a movie.
Oh yeah... Saved...
Good movie. Highly recommended. Although I do wish that the flick would have been even more religiously vicious than it was. But just maybe, that might be my job.