>Lady Space You Like the Way I Make You Feel Inside!

>The other night we were sitting around the dinner table talking about rock shows. LAZERWOLFS have a couple on the imminent horizon, and we were talking about a couple things we might try and do with TATER PIG. I had gotten word from a friend of mine that CLUTCH is coming to town, which is awesome because I love that band, and they are one of the best live shows in the business. Sid remarked that some guy at a pawn shop told him that Ace Frehley is also coming to town. I scoffed, of course. Ace Frehley? In Missoula? Riiight. Still, I was intrigued, because I know he is working on a new record and has done a couple shows out east in the fall and winter, so I did a little research and learned. . . .


Words alone cannot express the spasms this has inflicted on my brain. Yesterday I felt like I’d eaten an entire box of caffeine pills I was so wired. I mean, Ace is 25% of the reason I ever got into rock in the first place, and continue to play; you think it’s easy unleashing this kind of high octane thunder at my age? You try it! Well, actually, since I was never a big Peter Criss fan it’s more like Ace is 33 1/3% of the reason I’m still fighting the fight. Christ, the first album I ever bought was “Love Gun” way back in 1977. Sadly, I’ve only seen Ace live once, and that was on the KISS reunion tour. Seeing his solo outfit will be unbelievable. I was fortunate enough to be in LA last year concurrent with PAUL STANLEY doing a stop on his solo tour, which I saw at the House of Blues in Hollywood. It was, in a word, MIND-FREAKIN’-BLOWING! I about broke out in tears when, after opening with the title cut from his “Live to Win” solo album, he ripped into the classic “Got to Choose”; these are pictures from that very show :

The beauty of the Ace show is that he isn’t the consummate professional that Paul is. The show could be every bit as mindblowing, or it could be a total train wreck depending on how Ace is clinging to sobriety these days, and whether or not he remembers the words and licks to his songs. Still, I can’t wait. Dig this set list he did in New York on Halloween; I don’t see how it could get better:

  • Rip It Out (from ‘78 KISS solo album; also a song Lazerwolfs cover)
  • Hard Times (from ‘79 KISS album “Dynasty”)
  • Parasite (from ‘74 KISS album “Hotter Than Hell”)
  • Snowblind (from ‘78 KISS solo album)
  • I Want You (from ‘76 KISS album “Rock and Roll Over”)
  • Rock Soldiers (from ‘87 solo album “Frehley’s Comet”)
  • Breakout (from ‘87 solo album “Frehley’s Comet”)
  • Into The Void (from ‘98 KISS album “Psycho Circus”)
  • Strange Ways (from ‘74 KISS album “Hotter Than Hell”)
  • Shock Me (from ‘77 KISS album “Love Gun”)
  • New York Groove (from ‘78 KISS solo album)
  • Shot Full Of Rock (from ‘89 solo album “Trouble Walkin’”)
  • Rocket Ride (from ‘77 KISS album “Alive II”)
  • Covers Medley – “My Generation”, “How Many More Times”, “Bring It On Home”
  • Highway To Hell (AC/DC Cover)
  • Love Gun (from ‘77 KISS album “Love Gun”)
  • Deuce (from ‘74 KISS album “KISS”)
  • Cold Gin (from ‘74 KISS album “KISS”)

So the gears have been turning. I need to find out how to contact the promoter but the Wilma ain’t answering or returning my calls. There is no support act listed, but I need to get the ‘wolfs on the bill if at all possible. I know support out east, for at least one show, was some awful Alice in Chains tribute band. That would SUCK if it were something like that. Or, worse, a gawdawful band like that horror that opened for QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE. It would be even worse if one of the here-today-gone-tomorrow local hipster bands got on the bill. The Mighty Lazerwolfs are the band for this bill, bar none.

Expect updates as this saga unfolds. . . .

>So What’s the Deal Here Anyway?

>The fine folks at 4&20 blackbirds actually linked here with an announcement as to the presence of this blog, and I think that’s pretty damn swell of them. They also did so at Shakespeare and Co, and that is equally cool. I guess I’ll have to actually make some decent posts now, eh?

I should probably make more of an effort to explain this site. As some folks know, this is basically Stumbling the Walk MK II. This site has actually been around since January 01, 2007, and started out as a website for my wife, Julia, and I. Almost as long as we have known each other we had been talking about having a little website to address our environmental, social and political concerns and ideas. That’s most of what we’ve done: talk. It seemed time to start walking the walk. Or at least stumbling. So it became . . . Stumbling the Walk!

Essentially this started out as a place for us to write about all the things we are into and think about, and provide a soapbox or stage from which to bray it out into the world. Ultimately we planned to make it cooler than that; we wanted it to be more compelling than just another run-of-the-mill blog of little interest to folks beyond the ones actually doing the blogtificating. We launched the original website concurrent with a big experiment we decided to run with called The Voracious Project.

The Voracious Project (links to PDF) was our exercise in documenting what we buy in photos, and do it for a year. Our Gallery had month to month photos of everything we bought. We intended to shock ourselves into better habits as a result of the project, and hopefully inspire some people to at least comment on our efforts even as they shared their own.

We lasted through June before basically throwing in the towel, at least when it comes to the photos and blog. Taking the pictures and trying to keep the blog running started to feel like too much of a ball and chain, which kind of defeated the ultimate purpose of the whole idea: living life. We also didn’t do too good of a job of getting the thing out into the wider world, but we were a little new to the whole internet blog thing. Promoting rock bands? No problem. Promoting a site with kind of a blurry focus? Not so second nature. Live and learn!

The pictures and everything was just one piece of the whole Stumbling the Walk thing. Our goal is to live simpler, fuller lives than what our society tends to encourage people to do, and that is what we are striving for. We want to focus on our arts; our music, our writing . . . our interaction with our community and the wider world around us. Stumbling the Walk was really just a tool to exercise our creativity and interact with other people in ways that maybe we otherwise wouldn’t. Ultimately it did serve that purpose, because in the six months we were actively engaged in it we definitely made a lot of changes in our lives.

So now in ’08 I have revived it for my own purposes, which are pretty much the same as the original goals. Hopefully I can keep it interesting!

Tater Pig is our Family Band, and we Rock!

>Happy Birthday to Me

>No, it’s not actually my birthday, but I did ensure that my birthday, which is in April, is going to rock. I bought tickets to go see THE BLACK KEYS in Portland on the day of my birthday.

These guys are a great band. I wish I had seen them in Ohio (they are from Toledo) while I was there, back before they started getting “big.” I just love the stripped-down bluesy rock that they deliver, and they don’t veer into that sappy, gig-vest-and-a-stupid-hat trap that so many folks playing what passes for blues these days do. In fact, I don’t even like blues that much anymore, unless it’s being played by someone named Son House or Blind Willy Johnson or something like that. I think the last straw for me was playing in Portland a couple years ago on a LAZERWOLFS tour and we did a show with this blues band; they were good players, but their “look” was white shirts, ties and bike helmets. That is quite possibly the night the blues died for me.

As for our part of that show, that was back during the height of Bubba’s mullet-tude. That thing was truly a creature of beauty. Check it out:

We destroyed that place. It was fun.

I can’t wait to see The Black Keys, even if it means getting another year older. I’m convinced, however, that traveling for rock shows will more than keep me young. We hope to do a TATER PIG show the night after, since we will be in Portland. That will be a gas too!

>The Freakin’ Road

>Just saw this somewhere:

UPDATE: The Pittsburgh Post-Gazette reports that Guy Pearce has also joined the cast. The Road is tentatively schedule to begin shooting in Southwestern Pennsylvania in late February.

According to Variety, Charlize Theron is joining Viggo Mortenson for the film adaptation of Cormac McCarthy’s contemporary classic The Road. Theron will be playing Mortenson’s wife (the characters in the novel don’t have names, they’re just referred to as “father” and “son”), a relatively minor part mostly played in flashback due to the work’s intense focus on the father/son dynamic.

The Road is being directed by John Hillcoat, the Australian director behind 2005’s The Proposition, a dark western in much the same vein as McCarthy’s earlier works. Also fitting for the production is playwright Joe Penhall adapting the work for screen.

The film was originally slated for production this month, but has now been pushed back a month. The Road is still expected to premiere before the end of the year, though.

Maybe that’s old news, but Viggo Mortensen as the dad in this? That could not be more perfect than if I had cast him myself! Don’t know what part Guy Pearce will play, maybe a cannibal or something, but I don’t really care. Viggo will own that role.

Viggo is the man. Did you see Eastern Promises? He was ridiculously good in that movie. In fact, I’d have to say that was one of my favorite movies of the year; the nude fight scene he did was probably only topped (and out-disturbed) by the one in Borat. I also really loved that movie The Proposition, which was directed by the guy who is directing The Road. Look, if this story is treated anywhere near as perfectly as the Coens did with No Country For Old Men, then my head will probably explode. After this 1-2 punch, though, I hope they don’t try and make a movie out of Blood Meridian. I just don’t see how that could fly.

>A Turn for the Worse

>When I arrived in Wichita last night, it was calm and 50 degrees. By this afternoon the temperature had plummeted, the wind was blowing, and it was snowing. I had originally planned to spend my evening by leaving the customer site, then heading down to a gym I passed a few miles back up the highway. On account of the weather I chose not to (the weather, and the fact that it feels like the front end of my rental car is about 80% hosed), and I’m glad, because I was just out a little while ago to drive about a 1/2 mile to a restaurant to have some dinner, and it is one slick mofo out there. I’d upload some pictures, but 1) I forgot the cable that attaches my camera to my laptop, and B) I didn’t have my camera with me when I was out and about. I did take a few pictures of the “server room” aka “closet” I inhabited all day today. It was one of those cluttered messes I encounter once in a while. I don’t see how people can function like that. I’m no neat freak, but when my workspace — and that could be my desk, my nightstand, or the jam room — starts getting too disorderly it kinda stresses me out.

In case you’re wondering, though, skipping the gym I had planned to visit does not mean I skipped a workout this evening, though I really tried to talk myself into doing so. This hotel has a lame little fitness room, but the first time I went up someone was on the treadmill, and that is about all they have. So I waited a while and went up again, and someone else was on it. That’s when I got pissed, but rather than say to-hell-with-it I decided to go up and down the three flights of steps for 30 minutes. That thoroughly kicked my ass.

After dinner I logged on to see what my “doom buddies” (as Sid calls them) at Hellride were up to and saw a post about the whole Tom Cruise Scientology video thing. Have you seen this video? The dude is out there; if nothing else, his awful black turtleneck is a dead giveaway. Clearly I am feeling a little giddy with cabin fever, because a couple posts in the Comments section literally had me nigh blacking out I was laughing so hard. At one point Tom talks about not being able to take vacations because he always feels responsible to be helping people instead, and he says he’d like to “romp and play” like other people do. This comment took me down hard:

Wow, he really doesn’t do well without a script- all the nonsensical bursts of laughter, the knee-slapping, the hand motions? If there’s anything better than 9 straight minutes of hearing the Mission Impossible theme on loop, it’s hearing Tom say he wishes he could “romp and play”. When I heard that I had an image of him dressed as Little Lord Fauntleroy prancing around in a garden.

I started giggling again just cutting and pasting that. Little Lord Fauntleroy? :snort: Next, after someone mentioned Tom didn’t sound any different that the 700 Club yahoos, someone laid this gem on me:

You’re right. Crazy Scientologist Tom is better than Crazy Christian Tom. Although, I would like to see Crazy Christian Tom fight Chuck Norris for the love of Mike Huckabee.

Damn, either that is some hilarious stuff or I am sleep deprived. Don’t worry about me finding constructive ways to fill my time, though, I have 10+ hours of unwatched KISSOLOGY — VOLUME 3 with me. Oh yeah. . . .