A short video from Saturday night’s set

My camera ran out of room right after this song. If you were there, you know that this is nearly the first song (if not actually the first song). It totally killed me, but at least it’s a pretty fair recording and it’s a really great song.

Photos from the most amazing weekend since the Amani weekend

I’m going to try to keep this short and sweet, more for my attention span than for yours. All the photos link to a bigger version on Flickr.

Johnny Hickman Is So Fucking Awesome

Johnny Hickman and I pose for our Christmas Cards

Originally uploaded by Monstrously Normal

I wasn’t going to post anything about the concert tonight after my earlier post, but then I saw this photo in the flickrstream on my blog and darn it all if I couldn’t resist at least saying a little something about the weekend and this photo in particular.

Fawning over celebrities isn’t really my thing. For the most part, I don’t think I could even recognize celebrities (Britney Spears yelled to me on the freeway and it took me a while to put together that it was even her), but I have a pretty wide line between celebrities and heroes. I would have recognized Hunter S. Thompson anywhere (see our photo) and here I am with Johnny Hickman, which I put at about the same level as Hunter, except that Hickman isn’t completely blotto drunk and waving a cigarette, and was completely a nice guy.

And Bob, an old friend of his who is working on a film about Cracker, introduced me and brought up the “Dave Water Story,” which I wish I could tell right now, but is so fucking funny and requires more photos and more “telling” than I really have time, attention, or creativity for. So I told Hickman the Dave Water Story and he was, um, kind of taken aback by it. Most people are taken aback when confronted with the level of absurdity that Arlette and I try to exercise on a daily basis.

Judy said we’re lucky he doesn’t file a restraining order, but if Lucas Mann didn’t file a restraining order, Johnny Hickman sure doesn’t have cause to. Pff.

The Show Of My Life

That was a completely awesome show… well worth the three hour drive to get there and the sleep depravation as I sit here trying to be functional at work. As you can see from the video, I was *right fucking there* in front of Lowery. I was surprised to know all the words to all the songs, which leads me to believe that I’m perhaps more of a superfan than I initially suspected.

Anyways, I’m blogging at work, so I have to get back to work! Yipe!

Tonight: Part of “Built to Spill” and “Camper Van Beethoven” (I can’t get off work too early, so I have to do what I can)