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Sunday February 19, 2006

 

 

 

...And already, it was time to come back to Athens. I spun by the cemetary and then over to Grandma's for awhile. Amanda and her sister took the opportunity to go see their childhood best friends. They went to lunch at Chili's while I helped get Grandma as up to date on everything as I could. Then Amanda met up with me and we hit the road again.

We made it back to Athens a bit earlier than usual and abused ourselves with a gorge at CiCi's before landing in front of the TV for Fox Sunday.

Ain't it glamorous?


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Saturday February 18, 2006

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Today I went over to my Grandmother's as per my usual Saturday in SC. I spent a few hours over there before Amanda and I met up to go to see Lori and Shawn. Shawn's probably going to be having surgery again soon. He's had it beyond rough but as you've heard me say here, he's a tough 'un. We're pulling for him!

Then we had to try and get out of there in time to do dinner with Amanda's parents and sister. Only when we got there, her Dad wasn't. It turns out he was feeling sick and decided to sit this one out. Still, we had a great dinner at Sacura and then got out of there to get over to my sis's house to meet up with my Mom, sister, nieces and nephew. But my Mom called to tell me she was sick and not to worry about it. She just didn't have the strength to drive into town. Since we were two for two, we wound up hightailing it back to Shawn and Lori's for a little more time. We watched Shaun Of The Dead. And while I'm usually not a fan of sitting around watching movies with friends (I'd rather spend the time WITH them than just beside them), I've gotta say, I really enjoyed this one.

 


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Friday February 17, 2006
 

 

 

Alright, today found me editing all my pics from yesterday so that Amanda and I could get on the road back to SC for the weekend. She wants to visit a little with her sister. It's kind of funny in an almost sad way. Her sister lives in Chicago. Mine lives in Camden, SC. And yet, when we're in Camden, I actually see Amanda's sister more. Hmmm...that just don't seem right. We've got to figure out a way to remedy that. Plus, I miss seeing my nephew and nieces. I'm supposed to see them tomorrow night but something always seems to come up.

Instead of doing our usual "hittingtheroad" dinner. I wanted to go to a Pizza Hut tonight for some reason. Big mistake. We made it to Washington, GA just fine. Then the wait was forever. It was totally unreasonable. It was clear that our order was never even put in. It was a new guy and Amanda felt a little more sympathy for him than I did. Usually, it's the other way around. If the guy would've copped to it, it would've been okay but he blamed other people even though the reality was quite clear.

This put us way late driving home. And sometime outside of Columbia, we were driving along listening to Paul McCartney's concert from Atlanta in '02. We're listening to "C Moon" when this big black shape flies up from the darkness in front of us. I couldn't slam on the brakes because some idiot was tailgating me. So I just had to grab the steering wheel, hope I could stay in the lane and pray for the best. It turns out it was a whole friggin' tire flying at us. It slammed hard into the headlight in front of me and climbed over the windshield and the side of the car. The impact slowed us down enough to cause the tailgating moron to slam on his brakes and swerve off the road. The alignment felt a bit off but the car kept on rolling and no one was hurt so we drove on. When we got out of the car, we looked. The turn signal was broken, black marks and dents about a foot across the front were really ugly and the Saturn logo was missing. There were also marks in the windshield at just about my neck level. If that thing had come on through the window, I would not be able to tell you this tale right now. It was that close. I know it. I felt it. Wouldn't that have just been perfect? To die while listening to Paul McCartney's "C Moon", possibly the goofiest song ever written. Whew!

But thankfully, Saturns are well designed. The front smooshed up just enough to save me and the car from further damage. The main result is that it looks like our car has a pretty nasty black eye.

 


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Thursday February 16, 2006

Velena Vego lectures at the 40 Watt. Did I mention that she talks with her hands a little?

 


Today was relatively busy. The morning was the usual email and ketchup deal. In the afternoon, I went to photograph Velena Vego's lecture for that UGA music business class. This one was cool cause they did it at the 40 Watt to kind of make it a "field trip". Of course, Velena was really cool as always but it was cool hearing about her history and how she got into the whole thing. Afterwards, she laughed and asked me if I learned anything. She seemed surprised when I told her "Yes, I actually did." She also gave me the name of an indie record promoter in Minnesota. She recommended I hire him. I'll look into it and see if it's a financially safe move. Part of that will depend on the stabilization and revamping of the band now that we're done with filling out the original lineups obligations.

In the evening, I went out to The Melting Point. It's a relatively new venue in Athens and this is the first time I've had the chance to get out there. Tonight, Pat Metheny was playing. The venue was beautiful, the staff was great and the vibe was the best. Too bad the lights just didn't cut it. I got a few potentially usable shots but it really is a shame with something as simple as lighting takes so many points away from an otherwise amazing new venue. If you want to see the pics from this gig, just go to Concert Shots. Personally, I preferred this picture of Velena.


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Wednesday February 15, 2006

 

 

 

 

  

Ah, at least today's easy enough to write about. I edited and put together the download of last night's Live In The Lobby show. I edited out "Someone's Trying To Tell Us Something" due to blown lyrics and raised all of Frank's banter to the level of audible as it's nearly impossible to hear on the original. Then I got it all uploaded and linked up. I also got the pics edited.

And we got another song forwarded through TAXI also. We really do have a great average on that so far. This time, "Sometimes I'm Sam" made the cut. Which is cool 'cause I heard last night that Mollie absolutely hates "Sam". When someone I know doesn't like something, it makes me second guess it sometimes. But I know that "Sam"'s a favorite of a good few so I'm cool with it. Still, it's good to see the song get a wee bit of recognition on its own.


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Tuesday February 14, 2006

"We've evolved far beyond your mere feelings..."

 

 

 


HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

Well, I don't know if the song will translate to other people but "If You Try To Make Me Choose (You Lose)" is sure stuck in my head. It's rare to get my own song trapped in there...and I mean really rare. I'll choose to think of that as a great sign. Now I just hope the band can make it come to life. I know it can be a great album track but I'd love to have another cool pop song for the set.

Tonight, the Darlings reconvened at WUOG-FM for our Live In The Lobby broadcast. But not before Amanda and I went to a (ahem) romantic dinner at Piccadilly in the mall with Mike. Yep, it was THAT romantic. My favorite quote from Mike (and probably of the whole day) came while he talked on the phone to his "psychologist" in SC. He told her to give him a call back about 10 pm to help keep him awake on the drive home. Then he added (within earshot of about a dozen old people), "or I can just touch myself to wake up if I get too sleepy." He didn't even realize what he said. I was in hysterics. Of course, it's nothing like what it sounds. You see, his hand was injured and he'd been having trouble sleeping because any time he hit his hand, it would hurt and wake him up. Still - out of context, this is an unbeatable quote!

If you wants to read about our debut live radio show, click heeyah.


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Monday February 13, 2006

Beauregard, our muppet-throwrug canine friend. We'll miss you.

 


We got some very bad new today from home. Our friend, Beauregard, died sometime early this morning. It was natural and I guess as peaceful as it gets. Beau adopted Amanda's family, not the other way around. He often came and played with Flossie and Homer and eventually he just never left. His original owners finally gave in and Beau got his wishes. It took him years to figure out the doggie door. He always had breathing problems. If you were near him, it was an ungodly - occasionally irritating noise. If you were downstairs, it sounded like a car was outside with killer subwoofers. Yes, it was that bad. But he was a mild mannered pooch. He always reminded me of a muppet. I guess it's that face. He coulda been related to Ralph. I took this picture of Beau last October. This is where you'd usually find him. For this pic, he had been freshly shorn of his super-fuzzy coat. Unlike Homer, Beau was always happy to pose. We'll miss him.

Speaking of being shorn, I got shorn today too. My hair's been driving me crazy but until now I didn't have time to do anything about it. So I'm shorn in honor of Beau and his many days of shorn.

I also finally got my guitar back from repair. At first glance, it seems cool...maybe even improved. But the test will be whether I break more strings or anything like that. I am super abusive to that poor Hamer.

Click here for last week with Kenny Chesney, Uncle Kracker, Marty Stewart and Bertis Downs.


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