Don't you just love kids?
Go to www.mrfuriousrecords.com, and click on the song "Snow Is A Bear" on the front page, under the heading "XMAS." Do it.
Second, go to www.myspace.com/drockets and listen to the song "Wait For The Train." DO IT.
Third, coffee rules, and so does The OC, and I don't know how else to put that.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Never Mind
The CD/show review idea fell through, but I'm still willing to chat.
So, I've got a semester-and-a-half of graduate school left, and I've started thinking NOW of what I could do with my life. Here are some options, for you AND for me to look at:
- Something corporate, like technical-writing, news-writing, or something like that; basically a job at any place with both a "marketing" and a "human resources" department.
- Something humanitarian (preferable) like working with disadvantaged youth, working with church-youth, or something non-profit that aims at benefiting society in some direct way.
- Something pedagogical, like being a philosophy professor at some community college.
- Something political, like being a lobbyist for an animal-rights firm (this was just brought to my attention recently).
- Something fun, like a book, record, or coffee place. But I'm kind of over jobs that don't pay a certain amount, on account of my mortgage and whatnot. But it's still an option.
- I could try and continue doing graduate school for something I really, REALLY enjoyed, like English. I would only do this if I were granted funding, so that decides itself, in a way.
- Keep rocking the job that I have now, and start touring around with my time off.
What do you think?
So, I've got a semester-and-a-half of graduate school left, and I've started thinking NOW of what I could do with my life. Here are some options, for you AND for me to look at:
- Something corporate, like technical-writing, news-writing, or something like that; basically a job at any place with both a "marketing" and a "human resources" department.
- Something humanitarian (preferable) like working with disadvantaged youth, working with church-youth, or something non-profit that aims at benefiting society in some direct way.
- Something pedagogical, like being a philosophy professor at some community college.
- Something political, like being a lobbyist for an animal-rights firm (this was just brought to my attention recently).
- Something fun, like a book, record, or coffee place. But I'm kind of over jobs that don't pay a certain amount, on account of my mortgage and whatnot. But it's still an option.
- I could try and continue doing graduate school for something I really, REALLY enjoyed, like English. I would only do this if I were granted funding, so that decides itself, in a way.
- Keep rocking the job that I have now, and start touring around with my time off.
What do you think?
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
New Blog Direction?
I think I'm going to start reviewing shows/CDs/doing interviews for Lincoln bands on this blog site! Just a thought. Sheeeeeit.
Cory Alan Kibler
Cory Alan Kibler
Monday, April 23, 2007
This is what usually happens when...
you are in a local band and you play a show.
I really love being in a local band, and I love playing shows, but there are certain aspects of playing live locally that never change. This is how the night usually goes:
1. Assuming the show starts at night and there are three bands total, you show up sometime around 9, figuring that you won't be too early or late. What then happens is that you're either to go on in the next 5 minutes and the promoters/sound guy/other bands are grumpy with you, or, you find out that the show isn't starting until 10:30, and you could have stayed in your friend's Celica, taking shots of root-beer schnapps, but instead, you'll sit at the bar and slowly get too drunk to play well.
2. If you know the other bands and have met or played with them before, you joke around and generally have a good time. But, if they're a local band you've never heard of, there's a battle-of-the-bands mentality that happens. Usually, one band tries to out-cool the other band, and there will be a lot of passive-aggressive things said, such as, "Hey man, we've never heard of you. How long have you guys been playing? Ever thought about adding a ____-ist? Thanks for opening up for us! I remember when we weren't that good!"
3. If there are drink specials, you drink too much before you play. If there are no drink specials for the bands, then you're bitter, and you begrudgingly buy the drinks and drink too much anyway.
4. There's this weird little dance of "who wants to play when?" Really, just about everyone at an all-local-band show wants to play second, because that's when the most people are there, and it's not too early or too late. But someone's going to have to play first and last, and that someone is going to be bummed out. If you're first, people are still filing in. If you're last, you're tired and probably too drunk. This is no band's fault; it's just the way it goes.
5. The sound guy is usually very friendly and awesome, but sometimes, they are weird and sketchy. They'll walk around, slowly setting up microphones, and giving everyone in the band hate-looks. If you ask them a question like "Hey, is it cool if you do ____ during our set?", he'll say "fine" really quietly, and then forget all about it, and then you feel like an asshole bothering him again later about it. Also, when you ask him to do something that a sound guy is supposed to do, he'll sigh real loud and mutter under his breath, as if he's doing sound as a result of losing a bet or that he's doing community service or something.
6. During this whole time, you realize that your friends are nowhere to be seen and you still don't have a crowd, so you desperately try to call/text them during sound-check to let them know that "hey dude we r starting soon hope to c u here!" After all, if they show up a half-hour late, they've missed the bulk of your set.
7. If you rock, no one's there. If there are a thousand people there, you forget how to stand and talk. No matter what, your on-stage jokes probably suck, and if the jokes are actually funny, no one laughs.
8. Someone, SOMEONE, always yells "Freebird!", and it is never funny. Well, it's kind of funny, but just because it's not funny at all. But you would never concede this point.
9. After you're done, the sound guy and the other band will come up to you and say something like "good set; that was really tight", or "hey, I really liked that last song." Sometimes, they are totally sincere, and most of the time, they secretly wish you had never picked up a guitar.
10. After loading up your stuff, you and your bandmates fight over who has to go ask the weird stoic club-promoters for money. When the loser of the argument eventually asks for the money, the club-promoter makes a face that says, "Fuck you for asking me that."
11. You get the rest of the way drunk, watch the other bands and if they are good, you'll have a good time. But if they suck and/or the are rude and stupid, you'll talk shit about them on the way to Village Inn.
I really love being in a local band, and I love playing shows, but there are certain aspects of playing live locally that never change. This is how the night usually goes:
1. Assuming the show starts at night and there are three bands total, you show up sometime around 9, figuring that you won't be too early or late. What then happens is that you're either to go on in the next 5 minutes and the promoters/sound guy/other bands are grumpy with you, or, you find out that the show isn't starting until 10:30, and you could have stayed in your friend's Celica, taking shots of root-beer schnapps, but instead, you'll sit at the bar and slowly get too drunk to play well.
2. If you know the other bands and have met or played with them before, you joke around and generally have a good time. But, if they're a local band you've never heard of, there's a battle-of-the-bands mentality that happens. Usually, one band tries to out-cool the other band, and there will be a lot of passive-aggressive things said, such as, "Hey man, we've never heard of you. How long have you guys been playing? Ever thought about adding a ____-ist? Thanks for opening up for us! I remember when we weren't that good!"
3. If there are drink specials, you drink too much before you play. If there are no drink specials for the bands, then you're bitter, and you begrudgingly buy the drinks and drink too much anyway.
4. There's this weird little dance of "who wants to play when?" Really, just about everyone at an all-local-band show wants to play second, because that's when the most people are there, and it's not too early or too late. But someone's going to have to play first and last, and that someone is going to be bummed out. If you're first, people are still filing in. If you're last, you're tired and probably too drunk. This is no band's fault; it's just the way it goes.
5. The sound guy is usually very friendly and awesome, but sometimes, they are weird and sketchy. They'll walk around, slowly setting up microphones, and giving everyone in the band hate-looks. If you ask them a question like "Hey, is it cool if you do ____ during our set?", he'll say "fine" really quietly, and then forget all about it, and then you feel like an asshole bothering him again later about it. Also, when you ask him to do something that a sound guy is supposed to do, he'll sigh real loud and mutter under his breath, as if he's doing sound as a result of losing a bet or that he's doing community service or something.
6. During this whole time, you realize that your friends are nowhere to be seen and you still don't have a crowd, so you desperately try to call/text them during sound-check to let them know that "hey dude we r starting soon hope to c u here!" After all, if they show up a half-hour late, they've missed the bulk of your set.
7. If you rock, no one's there. If there are a thousand people there, you forget how to stand and talk. No matter what, your on-stage jokes probably suck, and if the jokes are actually funny, no one laughs.
8. Someone, SOMEONE, always yells "Freebird!", and it is never funny. Well, it's kind of funny, but just because it's not funny at all. But you would never concede this point.
9. After you're done, the sound guy and the other band will come up to you and say something like "good set; that was really tight", or "hey, I really liked that last song." Sometimes, they are totally sincere, and most of the time, they secretly wish you had never picked up a guitar.
10. After loading up your stuff, you and your bandmates fight over who has to go ask the weird stoic club-promoters for money. When the loser of the argument eventually asks for the money, the club-promoter makes a face that says, "Fuck you for asking me that."
11. You get the rest of the way drunk, watch the other bands and if they are good, you'll have a good time. But if they suck and/or the are rude and stupid, you'll talk shit about them on the way to Village Inn.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Philosophical Dilemma
What is a unicorn? I mean, it's a mythical creature, but what would it take to be a unicorn? Is a unicorn simply a horse with a horn on its head, or is it more complicated than that?
Are UNICORNS a specific type of beast with a certain DNA? To tell you the God's honest truth, if a freak-horse was born with a big twisty horn out of its head, I would say it qualified as a unicorn. I mean, if a certain subset of critters is classified solely according to one feature of the critter, and a critter is born with that feature, how do you say that it's NOT that particular critter? Is it bugging you as much as it's bugging me that I keep using the word critter? I wish I would stop. Critter. I had my engagement party at a bar called "Critters." I wonder if it was actually called "Critter's", as if to tell the world, "A Critter Is My Owner." Or, "I Am A Critter, And I've Purchased This Bar."
God damn it, anyway, what makes a unicorn? If a horse had a horn, it'd be a unicorn, not just a horse with a horn. Unless unicorns possess haeccieties. But since I'm an anti-haeccietist, if it walks like a duck, it's probably some sort of winged critter.
Critters.
Are UNICORNS a specific type of beast with a certain DNA? To tell you the God's honest truth, if a freak-horse was born with a big twisty horn out of its head, I would say it qualified as a unicorn. I mean, if a certain subset of critters is classified solely according to one feature of the critter, and a critter is born with that feature, how do you say that it's NOT that particular critter? Is it bugging you as much as it's bugging me that I keep using the word critter? I wish I would stop. Critter. I had my engagement party at a bar called "Critters." I wonder if it was actually called "Critter's", as if to tell the world, "A Critter Is My Owner." Or, "I Am A Critter, And I've Purchased This Bar."
God damn it, anyway, what makes a unicorn? If a horse had a horn, it'd be a unicorn, not just a horse with a horn. Unless unicorns possess haeccieties. But since I'm an anti-haeccietist, if it walks like a duck, it's probably some sort of winged critter.
Critters.
I totally pretty much just kind of forgot my password...
And that's why I haven't fucking posted in forever! They made me switch to an e-mail account I don't use, and wowie, was it difficult.
Everyone hates stereotyping. Like, it's totally unfair to say that you can say that all people of one type are all alike. For example, you would never ever say that all gay men are alike. It's ignorant, narrow-minded, and misdirected. Because everyone knows there are 2 types of gay people.
I bet you're thinking "oh yeah; there are 'queens' and there are 'homos'." No. It goes a lot deeper than that. There are "Madonna" gays, and there are "Cher" gays.
Now you're thinking, "But wait! I know a lot of homos who like Cher AND Madonna!" Answer: no you don't. They either like one, or they like the other. The differences are subtle, yet important. For example, gays of the "Cher" variety tend to love being really flamboyant, dramatic, really "out", and really into Broadway musicals. "Madonna" gays are way more into smoking, drinking, drugs, scarves, having their hair frosted, and house-music. Usually, these types of homos will look cool, while the "Cher" gays with just mostly look gay.
Everyone hates stereotyping. Like, it's totally unfair to say that you can say that all people of one type are all alike. For example, you would never ever say that all gay men are alike. It's ignorant, narrow-minded, and misdirected. Because everyone knows there are 2 types of gay people.
I bet you're thinking "oh yeah; there are 'queens' and there are 'homos'." No. It goes a lot deeper than that. There are "Madonna" gays, and there are "Cher" gays.
Now you're thinking, "But wait! I know a lot of homos who like Cher AND Madonna!" Answer: no you don't. They either like one, or they like the other. The differences are subtle, yet important. For example, gays of the "Cher" variety tend to love being really flamboyant, dramatic, really "out", and really into Broadway musicals. "Madonna" gays are way more into smoking, drinking, drugs, scarves, having their hair frosted, and house-music. Usually, these types of homos will look cool, while the "Cher" gays with just mostly look gay.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
So This is the New Year!??!?!
My New Year's resolution was to write more blogs, so with a single post, I've already completed 100% of my goals for 2007. Thank fucking God! No shit, right?
You ever notice that women be complainin' all the damn time? Take my ho, for example; I'll be eatin' some goddamn jars of peanut butter, and this bitch right here starts RIDING ME about this shit! "Take out the fuckin' trash, pussy!"
Dang, girl! You always on my case about the trash n' shit. I hopes you likes a slap to the dome-piece, snitchey!
But for reals, it's been a fantastic year. I have nothing to report. Oh wait, I bought a fucking house! I hope they put plastic all over everything, because I don't have semen-damage insurance. Who wants to go storm-chasing? I know of a tropical storm entitled "Hurricane Wad" right off the coast of my JUNK!!!!!!!!
Love,
Cory Alan
You ever notice that women be complainin' all the damn time? Take my ho, for example; I'll be eatin' some goddamn jars of peanut butter, and this bitch right here starts RIDING ME about this shit! "Take out the fuckin' trash, pussy!"
Dang, girl! You always on my case about the trash n' shit. I hopes you likes a slap to the dome-piece, snitchey!
But for reals, it's been a fantastic year. I have nothing to report. Oh wait, I bought a fucking house! I hope they put plastic all over everything, because I don't have semen-damage insurance. Who wants to go storm-chasing? I know of a tropical storm entitled "Hurricane Wad" right off the coast of my JUNK!!!!!!!!
Love,
Cory Alan
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Dang, Girl!
So we had just gotten back from dinner and there was some running joke we were telling, and I forget what the last part of the joke was, but I remember thinking it was super funny, and then you walked in and totally killed the mood. "Baaaaaaah!" or something like that, all bummed out that other people actually enjoy their weekends. It's not my fault you're in cahoots with some b-hole who always makes you pay for his Oso Burrito! He could at least be pleased when you give him a beej, but nope! He acts like you're just paying your dues. I mean, I know it's part of a healthy relationship, but he could at least say "thanks" or you take you to Red Lobster, maybe buy you the Ultimate Platter. It's so good; it comes with crab, lobster, and a couple different kinds of shrimp. But the crab is a total bitch to get cracked open, kind of like your shitty mood tonight. Or, I guess what I meant was, you are acting like you are having a crack withdrawl. Or is it "withdrawal"?
Monday, January 01, 2007
Happy New Year, Snitcheys!
Last night was one of the best New Year's Eve parties I can remember being a part of for a long time. Usually, I bone myself by starting drinking too early, and I'm all tuckered out by 10, but I'm somewhere where I can't go to bed, so whatever. But last night, we went out to dinner and the snow kept people in, which is great because people smell like ham. And so I drank a couple of these drinks called Moscow Mules, and they have all sorts of cool shit inside of them. I found about 50 bucks in the second one I had, but I drank it anyway. Money is so overrated, anyway.
Now I am all sluggish from drinking and sleeping all day today. But let me rewind to last night. We ate dinner, then went to the Starlite Lounge, a kind of cool cheesy throwback martini bar. And it was great! I can count backwards from 10, it turns out, and I practiced it a couple times before midnight to make sure I wouldn't screw it up. Then, we went to the Chatterbox to watch Somasphere, and they ruled, and I got some sexy band and crowd shots. Then, we went to the hotel and drank a b-load of champagne. And then all of these homo-dudes were hanging out drunk on the hotel bed, fondling my other passed out friend! It was hot. I got pictures.
Here are my goals for 2007:
1. Get married
2. Have a 17-year-old daughter (ouch!)
3. Drink less
4. Party more
5. Sleep better
6. Drink coffee after 8 p.m. more often
7. j/o a ton at work and after work
8. Find another sweet band to rip off
9. j/o a ton at school and before school
Best albums of 2006:
1. Ladyfinger (ne): HEAVY HANDS
2. Sally Ride: IT'S A TRAP!
3. Built To Spill: YOU IN REVERSE
4. The Decemberists: THE CRANE WIFE
5. Justin Timberlake: FUTURE LOVE/SEX SOUNDS
That's a pretty good list. It's in no particular order.
Love,
Cory
Now I am all sluggish from drinking and sleeping all day today. But let me rewind to last night. We ate dinner, then went to the Starlite Lounge, a kind of cool cheesy throwback martini bar. And it was great! I can count backwards from 10, it turns out, and I practiced it a couple times before midnight to make sure I wouldn't screw it up. Then, we went to the Chatterbox to watch Somasphere, and they ruled, and I got some sexy band and crowd shots. Then, we went to the hotel and drank a b-load of champagne. And then all of these homo-dudes were hanging out drunk on the hotel bed, fondling my other passed out friend! It was hot. I got pictures.
Here are my goals for 2007:
1. Get married
2. Have a 17-year-old daughter (ouch!)
3. Drink less
4. Party more
5. Sleep better
6. Drink coffee after 8 p.m. more often
7. j/o a ton at work and after work
8. Find another sweet band to rip off
9. j/o a ton at school and before school
Best albums of 2006:
1. Ladyfinger (ne): HEAVY HANDS
2. Sally Ride: IT'S A TRAP!
3. Built To Spill: YOU IN REVERSE
4. The Decemberists: THE CRANE WIFE
5. Justin Timberlake: FUTURE LOVE/SEX SOUNDS
That's a pretty good list. It's in no particular order.
Love,
Cory
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