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Age: 19
Location: Illinois, near Kat and Carney, south of Schultzie.
Aliases: Tycho, g4me_h1ro, bloodyshnozz, DERP, ryu6fw
Vertical Status: Pretty up there
Most Associated Color: Brown
Occupation: Driving Pizzas/College Student
Time Consumers: Video Games, anime, racing canoes, music, being an anime club president, traveling
Money Consumers: Video Games, manga, traveling, collecting vinyl records, expanding selection of musical instruments, Pop-tarts and Mountain Dew, conventions
"You were probably the last person I'd expect to be a dumbass." -Katana
"That's OK, I'm not too attached to my beard, despite it being on my face." -Ryu
"Because he is the Tycho, that's why." -Hider
"MUUUUNNNGERRRRRRRR!!" -Old Proverb
Hey all.
This'll just be a bit of a review for the anime Nabari no Ou.
This was probably the fastest I've ever watched a full 26 episode season series, sometime under 48 hours. It was one of those stories that sucked me in, and never ...
"In great affairs men show themselves as they wish to be seen; in small things they show themselves as they are."
Hey all.
Lots of good things happened since last post.
First off, of course, the intensity of Friday. That was really cool. I was looking forward for the next time I'd hang out with Kastom and Schultzie, so their company was a treat. The car ride to and from Chicago was great, and so were the crepes at Ihop. The Lakeshore Theater was a really cool place; and theater that has the attitude that allows beer buckets in the auditorium is O.K in my book. The show was hilarious, the movie was terrible, so all was as it was supposed to be. I picked up a mini poster to get signed by the cast, and accidentally called Trace Joel. He didn't say anything after that, and I didn't realize what I did until I saw Joel, and I was like, "Oh, that's Joel...wait...SHIT..."
We got home at about three in the morning, and the time between walking through the door and walking out the door again the same morning four hours later is a complete blank. I had to get up early to go take the first portion of the GED in Geneva, so I fealt like dying afterwards.
On Sunday, still rather sleep deprived, I woke up early again to go to a canoe race in Morris. There was one race in the morning, and another in the afternoon. The one in the morning was great; I finished first overall, beating even the C-2 boats in my C-1. Second race I got second with my uncle, which was a complete suprise. The team that won just ripped outta nowhere, and we usually beat them. I looked at our time later and our C-2 time was only about forty seconds faster than my C-1 time. That's odd. My uncle turns to me and says, "I must be getting really slow."
I get home, dead tired, watch MST3K, and more Beck. Too tired to play games.
Today was a bit more frustrating.
I get to school and find out that my first class has been cancelled for the day, since the instructor wasn't there. So I sat on my ass for an hour, waiting for the next class. I did a halfass update on http://www.lordgenomeshead.com/. I eventually leave school and go to the bank, and figured, "Hey, I'm supposed to check in at that music place I applied for today, and it's pretty close by." So I there, and ask the manager if he looked at my application. Now, apparently, I misunderstood somehow a week ago when I asked "Is there any demand for basic piano instructors?" and the reply was "All the time." I figured that meant, yes, we are looking. Actual translation was, "No, we're not. In fact, we just hired a bunch of people last month, so we're actually quite full. But we'll keep this application on file if we need any." And I've been rejected enough to know that 'on file' means 'in trash'. So that sucks.
I get home, finish watching Beck (awesome anime, I loved it. Will probably watch it over at some point.) I check my email, and find a message from that band that I was in. Was.
"Hey man, Sorry to have to tell you this but we don't want to make you drive that far to practice everyday and it is also convenient to have a member that lives closer so we decided to pick one of the other bass players that we auditioned. No hard feelings you are a great bass player and a cool guy. We wish you luck in what you do in the future. Sorry again."
I understand that much, but I still got pissed. Not at them, just at everything. I live in the middle of nowhere. No matter where I go, it'll be a long drive. I really hate living here. It's been intoxicating ever since I moved, but it's moments like these that really intesify my frustration. Unfortuanely, there's no music scene in the fucking farmland. I want to live in Chicago, where there's more venues than I can shake a stick at, but that really just can't happen right now. And no matter how many times I click the musicians tab on craigslist, I'm never gonna find a real band for me that isn't a heap of noobsauce.
So I still have no job, no band, and no real good progress towards becoming a musician. I'd like to say that it isn't my fault, but somehow, I'm pretty sure it is. What makes me mad is that I don't know how to fix it.
"Write a wise saying and your name will live forever."
-Anonymous
Hey all.
First off, I think I need to distract you all with this ingenious video.
Ok then.
So, to get the anime stuff out of the way first, I watched a few things since finishing Ookiku Furikabutte. I watched the first two episodes of Soul Eater, which I think I mentioned in the last post (redundancy is redundant.) as well as the first episode of Fooly Cooly, which brings me to the post title. That show is effed up. Hard. Some chick pullstrings a bass guitar and just clobbers a dude with it, and now he has machines growing out of his bump. It surely is...original...I'll watch more of it, but I just wanted to state the absurdity of it, although most of you have probably already watched it.
I watched the first two episodes of Beck, at the recommendation of a fellow musician. I liked it. It'll be at the top of my list until I finish it.
I was able to stay for the majority of Anime Club today because my class that is usually in the middle of it had time slot exams, so I only had to be there for about fifteen minutes. We discussed plans for meetings, fundraisers, themes, and discussion thingys, where I guess we discuss anime with people outside the club. I dunno. I was watching the FFXIII trailer while they were talking about it, which turned me on a little. We proceeded to watch the first episode of Bakemonogatari and Black Lagoon. I liked both of them, Bakemonogatari because they start out with a chick stapling the inside of a dude's mouth, and Black Lagoon because it looks like it has a good story (aka IT HAS PIRATES!!!)
On to other things...
Kastom comes in tomorrow evening for epic regrouping of epicness. That of course will be proceeded by more awesome regrouping with Schultzie on Friday, and then go watch Cinematic Titanic. So basically, this week will be filled of win.
I finally got my dates for taking the GED. First two tests are this Saturday morning, the other two are in November. It'll be nice to finally get those over with.
On Sunday night, I went over to Carol Stream to audition for a band called Ink Lasts Longer. Two days previous, I was looking at craigslist and totally forgot that they had a musicians category, built specifically for people looking for bands and bands looking for people. Ink Lasts Longer needed a bassist, and they just so happened to be the first listing I looked at. So I had less than two already busy days to memorize all of their songs and be ready to play with them Friday evening. As it turns out, they were really impressed that I had all their songs down, at that I was able to figure out and play nicely with them on the songs I never heard before (that isn't assumtion; the lead singer/rythmn guitarist repeatedly said, "I'm really impressed." :P) Half the time I was there was spent outside just chilling with the guys, getting to know them and be more familiar. We got through all the songs they knew, and was time for me to leave. They said they want me back, talked about practice times, marveled at the N64 in the back of my truck ("YOU HAVE A ZELDA BELT BUT NO OCARINA OF TIME?!?!" and I went on my way.
So I'm in a band now. :D Nothing I haven't done before, just something I haven't done in a while. I wanted to make sure that I really learned my bass before I got serious in a band again, because it kinda sucks when the band waits for you. But these guys seemed happy on how fast I picked up their style and music, so it's all good. I really look forward getting onstage and just hanging out with them, because they're really cool dudes. They've been a band for four years now, they have toured to the east coast, and even have fans come in from Iowa to see their local shows. They've been out a bassist since late June, since the old one left to pursue his career as an English teacher. So most likely, they'll be happy just to get moving again.
I also applied to the Music Education Center, which is a little place that sells pianos and teaches people how to play music. I walked in, looked around, and asked, "Is there any demand for basic piano teachers?"
"ALL THE TIME. Do you teach?"
"I...can..."
"Would you like an application?"
"....YES."
They said the manager will look it over today (Tuesday), so if I don't get a call tomorrow, I'm calling Thursday. And if that goes to shit, I'm gonna go to Kat's place of work, because they seem to be looking for a busboy. And if THAT goes to shit, well...time to start standing on the corner.
