Today I found out about the Coachella Festival. It’s this massive art and music festival held in Indio, California, which is near Palm Springs, apparently. The official lineup hasn’t been announced but Pitchfork has an unofficial list of groups slated to play. Three of my favorite bands (Radiohead, Wilco, and The Flaming Lips) are playing, along with …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead, My Morning Jacket, Broken Social Scene, !!!, Dizzee Rascal, LCD Soundsystem, the Sleepy Jackson, Prefuse 73, (International) Noise Conspiracy, Air, The Pixies, Kraftwerk, The Cure, Stereolab, PJ Harvey, Bright Eyes, Death Cab for Cutie, The Black Keys, Sage Francis, Basement Jaxx, Sparta, Electric 6, Thursday, and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
I spent about an hour checking prices on airline tickets and figuring out how long it would take to drive (Yahoo! figures about 20 hours and 40 minutes). It’s mighty tempting, I must say. Road trip, anyone?
PS: The songs we recorded on January 25 have been posted on jaydunphy.com. Go check ’em out.
Check it, yo: my homies Jay Dunphy and K.C. Hingley are playin’ the Spiral CafÃ© on January 31. I’ll be singin’ backup vocals on a few songs with Jay. Cover is by donation, show starts at 8pm. The Spiral CafÃ© is at 418 Craigflower Rd. Here’s a map. Come check it out, and then wander down to the Cambie with us to check out the Ghost of Science show.
Tried to update the kernel on my box to 2.6 and it won’t boot. First it borked LILO, and I managed to fix that. Now I’m getting a “cannot find root device” error. So, you guys are stuck with the old kernel until I get it straightened around. Sorry. I was hoping a new and streamlined kernel would fix some of the slowness problems.
In the meantime, look at me
I’d hit it, indeed.
Today was recording day! Jay, Matt, Josh and I went into the studio at 10 a.m. today and came out having recorded three songs.
Our band is called Jay Dunphy and the Religion. (For those who may not know, Jay, Matt and I used to play in a band called The Moonshine Revellers. Now go buy our album.) We recorded this demo with Gilles Maillet, frontman for
Ghost of Science, who also recorded the album we did with The Moonshine Revellers. The session went really well. It seemed to be a lot less stressful than the last time we recorded, probably a combination of greater experience and lowered expectations. Naturally I brought along my camera and took a few pictures. Hopefully Gilles will have it mixed within the next few days. I don’t know what will happen with it then, we’ll probably just hand copies out to bars. Maybe we’ll put a few tracks up on the website too.
Speaking of music, here’s your link for the week.
No, you can’t pick it up on FM. It’s a webzine published by the CBC. Its subject is “Music and Modern Media”, and it features everything from photography to poetry to underground bands, all backed up with a soundtrack from its sister site, www.newmusiccanada.com. The current issue features articles about Aesop Rock and Po’ Girl, how to leave your lover in 12 easy sofas, plus a series of still images shot on video (I can’t explain it, you’ll just have to go see them.) The site was recognized last year with a couple Webby Awards.
Yeah, I bought Johnny Cash’s final album, “When The Man Comes Around”. It’s… nice.
I’m really here to tell you about a website my coworker pointed me to today, though. It lets you search for an artist you like and shows you other similar artists on a map sort of thing… the closer two artists are together, the more similar they are. It lives here:
Hey Joy, you’ll be happy to know I signed a Margaret Atwood book out of the library today. I might even read it.
Looks like I broke my website. Oh well. I’ll have to fix it later.
What do you do when all you have to eat are some eggs and a package of taco seasoning mix? Combine them, of course!
This is the first entry in a series that will consist of recipes I invented because I forgot to go shopping.
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Have you cleaned your grease-laden surfaces lately?
Seriously, folks. Cooking is a leading cause of home fires, and accumulations of grease on range hoods and other surfaces are a major fire hazard. Wash those grease filters once a month, and be sure to get up underneath there with a soapy rag once in awhile. Note: using accumulated grease in your cooking is not recommended.
Went to a party last night at Shauna’s place. I was too tired to enjoy myself much, but I did snap
a whole buttload of pictures. The first few pictures in there are of the new jam space the band I’m in has moved in to.
I got my cell phone bill in the mail today. It was $64.46, which is kinda cool, cause it’s a palindrome! That’s more than it ususally is, but about $10 of that was due to my attempts to download new ringtones onto my phone. I had to take a midi file, edit it to the first few seconds of the song, then upload it to a free wml hosting site and download it onto my phone. It was a hassle, but now my phone plays the intro from Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past. Sweeeeeeeeeeet.
That reminds me, I’ve figured out why I’m so obsessed with That 70’s Show. Aside from the fact that it’s got a great cast and fairly inspired writing, I mean. The reason is that I totally relate to Eric Forman. Not so much with his family situation; I mean, my sister is not a total slut, and my parents are much less, uh, intense. But Eric and I are both pretty geeky, kinda insecure but all-around nice guys.
I just wish I had his girlfriend.
It’s 7:42am and I’m on the bus. Putting my clock radio where I can’t reach it from my bed had the desired effect. My whole bus-taking routine seems to have been disrupted, though. I keep forgetting to bring my mp3 player.
The roads are clear now that it’s warming up, but the walk from where I park to where I work would likely still be all slush, so it’s good that I’m bussing it today. I’m still debating getting a bus pass and bussing it every day. I like this blogging on the bus thing, it’s kinda cool. I’ll have to figure out some way to interface my PDA with my cell phone so I can update immediately and not have to wait until I get home.