dabor lay weekend

So, less than two weeks until the big art hop show…things getting busy and hectic…anyone have a p.a for me to borrow…gahlord maybe? Gotta get ahold of all the bands- make sure we can do this with a minimum of amp swapping etc…but with the two semi-stages it should be cool- also have to work in some nest material practices- haven’t played really since may- sounded kinda creaky and rusty- I myself sounded like shit…need to get in their for a few hours and try to re-discover my drums…

I’m already excited for this long holiday weekend…Kyles band “party star” and the cripples are playing Friday night at the monkey in Winooski…my friend adam’s band turkey bullion mafia sat. and sun. nite at nectars- and does greg have someone coming to the greendoor on Sunday? Thought I read something about it at solidstate…plus maybe family bbq in the f.c… hang out with gage and natalie- fresh new nephew and niece-

t.l.d

Celine

"Could I, I thought, be the last coward on earth? How terrifying! …All alone with two million stark raving heroic mad-men, armed to the eyeballs? With and without helmets, without horses, on motorcycles, bellowing, in cars, screeching, shooting, plotting, flying, kneeling, digging, taking cover, bounding over trails, root-toot-tooting, shut up on earth as if it were a loony bin, ready to demolish everything on it, Germany, France whole continents, everything that breathes, destroy destroy, madder than mad dogs, worshipping their madness (which dogs don’t) a hundred, a thousand times madder than a thousand dogs, and a lot more vicious! A pretty mess we were in! No doubt about it, this crusade I’d let myself in for was the apocalypse!"

This is a quote from ‘Journey to the End of the Night’ by Louis-Ferdinand Celine. Talkin about WWI- but is it really much different than our current situation? Or maybe all wars are the same? Nobody quite sure why they’re fighting, or who- some not caring why or who- what a mess!

I recommend this book to everyone. It is a darkly comical, cynical look at life in Europe and America during and after WWI. I’m not finished with it yet, but if anyone wants it after me just holler- also, the sequel to ‘Journey to the end of the Night’ is called ‘Death on the Installment Plan’ what a great title!

t.l.d

?uestlove

Every time I see or hear this guy I have more and more respect for him. Besides being an outstanding drummer, he has a sweet afro and a pretty cool stage name (it's no 'the le duo' but still...) Just saw Dave Chappelles Block Party yester day with Eboni, and it is funny as hell and has some great music. Maybe I'm finally coming around on (some) hip hop? I dont know- but I thought The Roots and The Fugees and Dead Prez and Angie Stone & Erykah Badu were alright.

power to the people- one love- peace out

t.l.d

still moving

Still is still moving to me
And I swim like a fish in the sea all the time
But if that's what it takes to be free I don't mind
Still is still moving to me
Still is still moving to me

And it's hard to explain how I feel
It won't go in words but I know that it's real
I can be moving or I can be still
But still is still moving me
Still is still moving to me

t.l.d

"Party Star"

Saturday Aaron H, Mike L and I took a little drive to attend a concert in the ‘Burgh (this time it was Hinesburg) My good friends “Party Star” were playing their first show along with Workingmans Army, Sounds of Urchin, and Named By Strangers. ¾ of “Party Star” used to be in a band called The Lestons, one of the best live local bands I’ve ever seen. Their shows were so much fun- the songs were rocking and funny and the rhythm section tight as hell. The other 25% of “Party Star” is my friend and former roommate Kyle (aka K-Chev aka John Paul Jonsey) I hadn’t heard Kyle play much electric guitar since we were in a band together- and that was mostly drunken shitty-ass cover songs. More recently he’s been playing bass in a band called the Night Birds. Although his guitar was a little low in the mix, his lead lines blew me away- man is he good. So much talent in such a greasy-haired frame. “Party Star” has the same energy as the old Lestons, but with a little harder edge. Plus Kyles lead lines are way different then the old guitarist, Gabe. Needless to say they played great, especially for a debut show, and I recommend them to everybody who loves rock & roll. Oh, did I mention they were playing at the Art Hop at Green Door Studio Friday, September 8th at about 8 o’clock? Also Monkey House w/ The Cripples 9/1/06.

Cool,
t.l.d

parables

The Jerry liked to teach in parables. Most hippies were too dumb to understand them, however. Being a kind man, The Jerry would always explain.

From the Book of Lesh- Chapter 8, verses 11-15

The Parable of the Pot-Grower Explained

This, then, is what the parable means: The reefer is the word of God. Those on the edge of the path are people that have smoked it, and then the Devil comes and carries away the word from their hearts in case they should believe and be saved. Those on the rock are people who, when they first smoke it, welcome the weed with joy. But these have no root; they smoke for awhile, but in times of trial they give up. As for the part that fell into the thorns, this is people who have smoked, but as they go on their way they are choked by the worries and riches and pleasures of life and do not reach stoniness. As for the part in the rich soil, this is people with a noble and generous heart who have smoked the pot and take it to themselves and yield a harvest through their perseverance.

Next week, the Jerry battles WeirDog…

t.l.d

thinking daisies

When does a band stop being a local band?
How do you define local band?
I'd say a local band is one you can catch on a Thursday night at a local bar for less than $10- not one who's every Burlington appearance turns into a local media event with tickets costing as much as some big-time acts. So, in my opinion, Grace Potter and the Nocturnals shouldn't even be eligible for Best Local Band in the Seven Days Daysies awards. And who the hell did the Dirty Blondes have to sleep with in order to get runner up? (just kidding- I saw the DB's this weekend and thought they were awesome. I want to party with them)

Tomorrow, the next chapter in the life of Lord Jerry.


t.l.d

Jerry Week!

Today kicks off my annual ‘Jerry Week’, a nine day celebration of all things Jerry Garcia. August 1st (the anniversary of the Jerrys birth) to August 9th (the anniversary of his death)

For those of you who don’t know, the Jerry was born on a small hilltop cabin in Tibet under a full moon and criss-crossing rainbows. Nursed by a she-wolf, the Jerry obtained total enlightenment whilst playing a single note for 45 minutes on a dusty mandolin. Upon reaching the age of 15, the Jer was air-mailed to San Francisco where he single handedly invented ‘peace’ and ‘love’ and led the United States out of a period of darkness into the perfect utopian society we enjoy today. Then he met Bob Weir and everything turned to shit.

The end…….or is it?

Stay tuned!

t.l.d

pics

Some pictures of Chevalier Fest I last weekend at the Overtime Saloon in St. Albans.
If you look closely you can see Tanner and Boz and Brian, but not 1 picture of JB! Drummers get no respect!

t.l.d

This is kinda cool...

'On the Road' un-edited to be published in 2007.

Getting ready for Multiplicity '06- I'm bummed that I'm going to miss the Crombie St. block party and the Old North End Ramble but I gotta support the 'burgh.

Everyone have a fun weekend!

JB

Art Zoo

From the Burlington Free Press dot com:

"A free one-day event called Art Zoo takes over Battery Park in Burlington from 3-9 p.m. Saturday. One of the creative forces behind the art-and-music mini-festival is Jonny Aquadora, formerly the powerhouse drummer behind Burlington rock trio Fire the Cannons. Art Zoo will feature performance artists as well as bands from Burlington, Boston and Montreal. The "Above the Clouds Acoustic Stage" hosts quietly intense singer-songwriter Anna Pardenik and ex-Dialogue for Three mastermind Rob Koier from 3-5 p.m. The "Electric Stage" operates from 5:30-9 p.m. with Momster (a wacky creative duo you just have to see to believe), Boston group Hats and Glasses, Montreal's Many Mental Mistakes, Aquadora's latest project Magic Sparkle and Burlington groups The 78s and The Cush. www.aquadora.com/artzoo"

anyone going to this? I probably will...

jB

rock & roll extravaganza!

If anyone is interested, I'm playing in a pick-up band Friday July 21st 8pm-ish at the Overtime Saloon in sunny St. Albans, VT. All cover songs, Beatles, Elton John, Chicago, Fleetwood Mac, even a little Skynyrd. Should be a fun time for all....


jB

How I almost Killed Two Kids Last Night

I was returning from seeing ‘The Proposition’ last night with Eboni, driving North on S. Winooski. I pulled up to the stop sign at either Maple or King, not sure- one block from Main. There was a skater bro shirtless holding a board running around stopping traffic, I was like ‘what is this idiot doing?’ just thinking he was fucking around- drunk high whatevs. So I looked around, no traffic, and started to go when all of a sudden- on my right side- screaming down the hill- come two fucking idiot sonsabitches on skateboards… I slammed on my brakes- only about 5 feet into the intersection- and seriously came about 18 inches of taking those two dumb fucks out. The traffic director guy yelled ‘what are you doing!!??’ and when I drove off he pointed to his head and said ‘think safe!’ my witty retort? ‘you think safe, ASSHOLE!!!!!’

Now I’m all for skateboarding, and being cool and rebelling and thrill seeking and teen angst and hating your parents or whatever silly trip these guys are on but just don’t do it at 9:30pm when its dark out and at least have the guy come over to my window and say ‘hey, skaters are coming through here, hold up a bit would you?’ yes I would, gladly.

So in conclusion, FUCK THOES ASSHOLES THAT FREAKED ME OUT TO NO END AND WHO PROBABLY DON’T KNOW HOW FUCKING CLOSE THEY CAME TO GETTING KIA’D TO DEATH!

JB

Highlight of Yesterdays Show

Phil and Friends with Trey Anastasio playing Viola Lee Blues:

The judge decreed it, the clerk he wrote it
The clerk he wrote it down indeed-e
The judge decreed it, the clerk he wrote it down
If you miss jail sentence, you'll be Nashville bound

Some got six months, some got one solid
Some got one solid year, indeed-e
Some got six months, some got one solid year
But me and my buddy, we got lifetime here

I wrote a letter, mailed it in the
Mailed it in the air, indeed-e
I wrote a letter, mailed it in the air
You may know my brother, I've got a friend somewhere

Joan Osborne sounded (and looked) great. Other than that, the show was only so-so...and wet, very wet

JB

& Friends

Off to see Phil & Friends (fet. Joan Osborne) Mike & Trey, and The Duo tonight at the Champlain Valley Fairgrounds. I’m really excited to see Phil, I saw him a few years back at Memorial Auditorium and it was so much more vibrant and fresh and good then I ever saw the Dead play, with or without Jerry. And say what you will about ‘What if God Was One of Us?’ Joan Osborne has a great voice and I bet she can belt some Jerry. The Duo I’m kinda ehhh about. They are similar to Medeski, Martin and Wood but not as good- I saw them at Nectars and was disappointed. Not really sure how I feel about seeing Trey and Mike. So many of my teenage years were spent listening to Phish and seeing shows, and by the end I was a little sick of them (and the fans) and swore never to see Trey solo…but anyway, regardless of how creepy or lame or weird they are, I still think Trey and Mike are pretty good musicians. Although I do blame Mike for most of Radio Beans recent problems, and Ben tells me Mike and his friends have a hell of a time deciding between a soy or yogurt base for their Muddy Waters mango smoothies.

Frank and Marnie are coming and its sure to be a blast…

Peace, man- like dig it
JB

Syd Barrett Dies!!

Shine On You Crazy Diamond...

brûlure dans l'enfer, Zidane!

What a game! Man, I hate to see the championship game go to penalty kicks, but I am a big fan of head-butts, so what the hell! Zidane Zidane Zidane!! Henry! Ledoux! shucks

jb

curses!!

All this talk of Independence Day activities (BBQ, fireworks etc) has got me thinking about my 4th of July Curse, or as I refer to it 'Fuck-god-damn-it-ouch!'

Anyway, on two separate July Fourths, I have painfully shattered my front teeth in weird and unpredictable ways.

1. 7/4/1999- This is when the curse began. Early in the afternoon, after the Alburgh 4th of July parade (I've missed it maybe 4 times in my life) I went to my old friend Kyles house- he was still living with his folks at the time...actually he may not have been there (still in Utah) but I went to see his parents/older brother Jeremy. My friend Pete B. was already there- he had his motorcycle parked in the driveway- and clumsy ass lets never pay attention JB walks too close to it and BURNS THE FUCK OUT OF HIS LEG ON THE TAILPIPE!!! Yowee!! I'd never been burned so bad where I could see the skin turn from black to white to red in about 5 seconds! Well, Kyles mom Kim took care of me and bandaged me up, and I started drinking to dull the pain.
Later on we all decided to go to a shitty Canadian bar called 'the Rocket SuperClub' basically just a place where underage Americans go to get wasted. I was out on the dance floor shaking what my momma gave me, when someone passed me a bottle of Champagne- so I took a big slug 'o the jug, someone bumps in to me- crash bang boom BROKEN TEETH!!! I was in the bathroom spitting up teeth and blood for 20 minutes before I could find a ride back to the U.S.

2. Flash forward to 7/4/2005- I'm a little older, a little wiser. I have a healthy fear of glass bottles- learned my lesson. I had just got back from the Alburgh 4th of July parade (quite a spectacle really) and was at Oakledge park for the Three Tomatoes/Niccos Cucina party (lots of friends of mine worked there at the time- Kyle, Marnie, Frank, Marie, Jess, Josh, Ross etc..) the day was winding down, I was sitting on the beach petting Ivan, my friend Pete R.'s huge Rottweiler and I guess when I stood up it was a little too sudden jerky because Ivan tried to BITE MY FACE OFF!! he just split-second-fast snapped and bit my face. I've never been hit with such force before. My glasses went flying- blood was all over my face and in my eyes from a puncture wound right above my eye, and alas, MY FRONT TOOTH WAS BROKEN AGAIN!! man... It didnt really hurt that much, I suppose (I just looked like an idiot with a broken tooth for a few days) and cute girls in swimsuits were taking care of me...plus I got to miss a day of work...so...

This year I'm going to be a little more cautious... I'm staying away from dogs and glass bottles...fuck it, I may even wear a mouth guard... but I'm still going to the Alburgh 4th of July parade, and still drinking beer at 10am, and still having fun (I hope)

JB

ps. The Cripples fucking rocked Metronome last night...Burlingtons new rock gods?

how sweet it is...

I know erectile dysfunction is no laughing matter, but I think it is hilarious that the right-wing psycho prick asshole freak loser Rush Limbaugh got detained at the airport for having a bottle of viagra that he didn't have the prescription for. I just hope it turns out to have been procured by illegal means- that fuck

on a softer..errr I mean lighter note, Ghana goes up against the near impossible to beat Brazilians today. Good luck, men!

JB

flip/flop

go Ghana! I'm sorry I lost faith little buddies, but I'm back! Send them yankees a-packin' oh wait....sorry...god bless America!

JB