Puppets of Meat!

Just a quick blog, as I need to take on this day. Hello, Day.

Got to see the MeatPuppets last night! Yeaaa, you may say! Went with lovely people, and saw some lovely people (Hello, Mr. Brian K! Hello, Mr. Jay D., who I used to play in a band with, wayyyy back in the day. Yea for yea!)

My impressions:

- They, the Meat Puppets, are awesome.

- They are the heir apparent to the Allmann Brothers Band. ("Jessica"! Which sounds like this "Do do do do dooo, do do do do, do do do dooooo") That is some tight noodly guitar work, people.

- They have too many tall male fans with thick necks.

- Unrelated to the Meat Pupppets... The sound guy mixed the Meat Puppets like a 16 year old would tune his car stereo - - all treble and bass, no middle. This was poopy and tiring. Boooooo, sound guy.

- Back to the Meat Pupppets, their bass player (Cris Kirkwood) looks like a hippy version of the bass player from Metalocalypse (Murderface). Compare.

















All in all, a really really really lovely night, on top of an astonishing and lovely day. :)

My sister has unexpectedly decided to visit tomorrow. I.. need to get movin'.

Onward.

A month between blogs.. really?

Yesh. I have spent the last month thinking inward, not outward. Plus, it's been busy!

- At one of the places I work, I have a new boss. As I'm a contractor there, I just met her. We reveled in Minneapolis Transplantism for a bit (I've been here 10 years.. I have no excuse). For herself, she would love to move back to NYC, but acknowledges that she would have to get a roommate, and "I [she] kinda hate people." Granted, if I screw up, she's gonna pull no punches and it's been made clear she has free-range to not hire me any more, but.. I think that's good. I like her. :)

- NERD ALERT. It's been out that for over a month Amanda Palmer & Neil Gaiman have been been dating, and I missed it. I have lost literal gallons of nerd street cred.

(I had just been scanning their blogs - not actually reading their blogs, as lately my attention span has gone bye-bye - and wondering if they were possibly, and yes. They both announced it over a month ago. I suck.) They may actually be the entirety of my celebrity-nerd obsessions, and now they're smooching!! I win!! Maybe Mr. Neil will take Ms. Palmer to Minneapolis to see some long form improv, and blow all of our minds. (Josh Hartnett has come. Why not these lovely people?)

- There was an Improv Festival! We went to a cabin! I saw my mom!

- Despite the soon to be busy-ness of the next month, it's good. And after that, whoa nelly, there's some stretching and breathing room. I think.

This was a vaguely lamers blog for my first one back. Ah well.

Onward.