movieblasting

I go though phases where I simply immerse myself in the movies like a fat kid in rich, creamery butter. Now is totally one of those times. It's Thursday; I'm running on an empty tank after a big day at the office and a long night. Any sane, logical person would have gone to bed hours ago and stayed there, however, unlike your average bear, I keep on going.

Tonight I have plowed through most of Body of Lies (until I passed out). I later woke to finish the last part of the Neverending Story followed by the end of Taxi Driver, and now, instead of picking up where I left off in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, I have decided to restart that juggernaut of a film. This is bat country as you very well know. Who knows, I might be leaving on a jet plane to go to there for work to fix stuff that is broken. Unlikely, but who knows. 

Man I love my job. The randomness of my day-to-day activities suits my personality and lifestyle very well. That and I work with some of the most entertaining human beings alive; No matter how busy things get and how crazy the work; it's like a party.

I seem to have a tendency to not finish the movies I start and it erks me to no end. I'm a bit of a perfectionist; I need to finish what I start, well, unless it relates to the installation of doors; let's not go to there. Doors are what keep the crazy people out apparently.

In the movies I have watched today there have been some gems (like Paul). My ears perked in Taxi Driver where one of the cabbies was describing his love of midgets that I too share. The little people had a weak reference in Neverending Story where the big rock guy was talking about his big strong hands and how he was unable to save his little friends from the nothing. Btw, that movie ROCKS. It's a childhood favorite of mine; I think we had a VHS copy of the movie which included Ghostbusters and the Goonies. Something like that. I must have watched these three movies 500 times in my life. Watching it for the first time on bluray was like having new eyes. Yes, I'm an organ donor.

Just now, Johhny Depp threw change onto the floor when the midget who has hair like my father made the ahem noise for a tip. That's right, you walk out on that bill and screw that little dude over; he has short legs and the likelihood of him catching you is slim to none.

I am totally dressing up as Hunter S. Thompson for Halloween this year. This costume will be epic. I will internet buy whatever pieces I need to hit the ball out of the park with this one. We talk the same; short and choppy and with ability to make Sergio shake his head with the non-sense. I could be a reporter I guess, sure, why not. Routhier will be my Samoan! Dr. Gonzo and he are the same. Maybe Halloween this year won't even feel like we're dressed up. This way to awesome times.

I could add photos and movie clips but I'm lazy and don't want to. If you wanna see what I'm talking about you should cover over and help movieblast; it's a lot of fun. The stuff coming out of Johnny Depp's mouth is gold; later.

may long weekend

Rather than go over what went down this May Long, I thought a photo montage would suffice. This was a pretty rad weekend filled with laughs, beers, laughs, rockin' out, laughs, beers, uh, beers and laughs. Twas Dave's epic sized birthday thus ending the reign of terror that was his 20's but the birth of his Seinfeld years. Twas also my second timekode adventure and pre-game rock out at casa del Routhier. Twas also also the end of days... it seems ever couple years the world is going to end. SERIOUSLY people, predicting the non-end of the world should be a paddlin'. Screw those math people and their attention to biblical ancient proverb crap! Obviously I'll use the greatest ass paddle of all time; the Assanator.

Seriously, movies have no influence on me whatsoever. What can I Assanate today...?

I made 16 of these crazy things; I wonder how many survived.

The calm before the weekend.

Pretty fuckin' awesome if you ask me!

Smoking; it makes you cool and is totally awesome!

Rice cooker fail! The awesomeness blew the cord right off!

IT's like 6PM; that means it's party time! Excellent.

Well, party time for some, bunny wabbits for others.

I had my fun.

Badass. We can't be trusted. No doubt.

Routhier wakes!

Most impressive. Walked upstairs to his room with his eyes closed only to promptly return after 2 minutes and shotgun a beer in the sink. Right On! 

Rock out time!

Everybody in the house getting singy!

Right On!

Bahahaha; to timekode!

See you at the beach.

We created a graveyard of Corona's. Most excellent.

At night everything seemed a bit blurry.

Enough wood for several fires; but it wasn't enough.

Givin' er!

At least your head is out of the hot.

Creepiest guitar ever. It WAS leaning against a stick. Where did it go? Creeptastic.

We kept losing peoples.

Im a firestarter, twisted firestarter

Burntastic

Rosemary's Baby much? Creepy behind us-ness. 

Arnprior and all her glory.

El big dipper.

Birthday cocktails anyone?

Not everyday you get to see something like this.

We had LOTS of cake.

Last of the craziness was open mic night at Quinn's for Dave's birthday finale. He rocked the house with an awesome take of Arcade fire... Take a listen...

Keep the Car Running

toronto

The drive to Toronto, no one likes it, the 416/401 combo is torturous. Once you get there it's pretty ok, you have arrived at your urban destination. I realized why so many Ottawatonians don't like TO; it's like a non-stop grid of Albert and Slater's. No offense Albert and Slater, but if you don't work there; you just don't go there.

Anyways, pictures say 1000 words, here was the first bit of the weekend:

One of those Ghostbusters days again.

I highly recommend taking pictures while driving.

Ye be Toronto and all her glory.

Pretty much sums it up.

The first band on Thursday, the Luyas, Montreal awesome band.

Liam Finn, that man can turn white shirt to clear, play a mean ass guitar while laying down some power drums. His band mates also had heads with a noticeably large amount of hair.

Reverse sushis!

After tax, $23, win.

Massey Hall Friday while Buddy Guy decided to walk into the crowd and all through the mezzanine.

My seats were $65 and fully pimped out.

Spending the afternoon chillin so I'm ready for my night on the town. Steve made breakfast for everyone, delicious. The best part of the morning was the discovery of something fantasticness, toast with Nutella and BACON.

I catalogued the vinyl I picked up Friday, check it out here:

http://bit.ly/hmPpW0

I got some awesome crawlspace recordings from Buddy Guy, I'll post that when I get back to town. This post will be updated once the trip is complete.

Later!

Radio Radio

Lately a lot of cool stuff has been happening, but what I am about to talk about was cool AND random. You see... I really hate schedules, plans or routines and really love randomness. I remember this one time I was actually in the middle of saying "I haven't done anything random in a while" when Duane calls:

"Wanna go see (this shitty pop/rock group that I forget the name of) at the Corel Centre; I JUST won a pair of tickets on the radio for the show that's on in 45 minutes!"

That night was fun but sadly, has nothing to do with the story I am about to tell. The night of the Radio Radio show there was a lot of randomness for Kevin Janok and that is a good thing.

Le premier temps que je l'ais ecouter

was last sum-mer avec Rou-thi-er

We were going for sushi and he pulled up at work with this shit BLARING; like full blast. He was on his 'Acadia kick' or something after returning from a trip out east which set his frenchness and greasiness skyrocketing.

Fast forward to last Wednesday where I hear that one Mark Routhier will be in attendance for a Radio Radio show at Barrymores. You know what you do in situations like these? You go to observe Mark Routhier in his true habitat. It is glorious.


Before the show we had time to

• hunt down a cupcakery
• visit friends at Gypsy & Co
• hit up three record shops where we/I bought waaay too much
• go to THREE DIFFERENT Royal Oak's on Bank St in search of one Tony B who was not at the Crappy Oak, or at the Shitty Oak OR at the Loser Oak; not that I'm upset about all that walking or anything. You now owe us BOTH drinks Tony; I don't care if you're newly "back in town!"

We failed at finding Tony so we were sentenced with penalty shots; the bartender decided that would be part tequila, part jack and a drop of Tabasco.  


The show. Well the before band was pretty fun, not very good, but fun. The lead singer was really into it, and lanky, and all flailing like this.

The Radio Radio setup was pretty interesting; 1 laptop/turntable guy, drummer, bongo set guy and two vocalists. These guys were ALL OVER the place, awesome show dudes. If there is something better than frenglish hip hop I do not know what that something is.

It was nice to see Barrymores packed for the show, I hope they start doing more live shows and stuff.

Le two step

There is so much Right On going on in this picture; Football Arm, Power Suit Friday's and a Power Kick.

I took a video of them playing Kenny G non-stop cause that song is awesome; but what is even awesomer are the Routhier dance moves. Watch the full thing here or the condensed version that you can plaster all over the internet there.






When he says the "OOOOhhhhhhh's after the triplet part, it looks like feeding time at Marineland. A blog; yet another place on the internets where you can burn your friends.

Right On!





http://enterthecrawlspace.blogspot.com/2011/02/music-side-b.html