Open Thread: Staring Blankly
I'm a total Schiavo right now. I'm going on limited sleep following a four-day bender of sorts, where the setlist looks something like this:
Don & Irene's Rehearsal Dinner > Post-Rehearsal Dinner Bar Night* > Wedding Shit and Official Pictures > Raucous Wedding** > Wedding Brunch > NFL Football with the fellas > Trey @ Webster Hall Night One^ > Full Day of Work*** > Trey @ Webster Hall Night Two^
*Handstand the Younger found later on the bar bathroom floor
**somehow with repeated chants of my name all night by the band
***with "nodding off at the desk" teases
^Big Red & Co. were more on fire than a Great White show
So, with a heavy heart and dimwitted brain, I must issue a warning that it'll be slow goings today here at Slack while I complete my business and earn my keep. Instead, I turn the blog over to the inmates: Sound off on whatever the hell youse wanna discuss...
Slack Link of the Day: Wanna know what's even better than an article showing the incredibly mismanaged Democratic Party has a serious chance to take back the House? Pie charts!
Slack Video of the Day: Allright, bear with me...I know, I know, two days in a row of heady heady grilled cheese eatin' hippie shit ain't what you're lookin' for. But until the new music venture officially gets off the ground (this week?), this is where I'm spouting my love of redheaded raunchy-toned guitarists and lighting geniuses that luck out and get to play smaller venues like Webster Hall.
Night Two of Trey's CD release party certainly did not disappoint, and I couldn't be happier with my last-minute decision to attend the second night of the homestand. The Mr. Completely jam may just have been the best thing I've heard Trey's bands play since the breakup of the popular rock band Phish, and I'm waiting intently and patiently for the My Friend > Guyute > My Friend acoustic with the string quintet to surface on YouTube. Other videos from last night's fiasco fiesta: Push On Til the Day and Heavy Things.
Slack Song of the Day: Because I work for you, what's the opposite of all this Trey schtick? Faith No More's Epic.