Wednesday, February 25, 2009

15 Albums That Changed My Life


Most of these influenced my life and my writing to some degree. Some of them are just soundtracks for my memories.

In no particular order and numbered only so I will stop at 15...

1. "The Beatles 1967-1970" The Beatles
The first album I ever owned. My mom bought it for me when I was 7 years old and it started a lifelong obsession with The Beatles. I must have played "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" a million times. The opening to "Revolution" made me run around the house like a kid with ADD and no Ritalin. It still makes me push the gas pedal down a little further.

2. "A Hard Day's Night" The Beatles
I was at my grandmother's tiny apartment years ago. I was 8, 9 years old. So I'm looking through her records as she and I talked. She had quite the collection of country and western records. Charley Pride, Hank Williams, George Jones and Tammy Wynette. But tucked in between those records was “A Hard Day’s Night.” I gasped. “Grandma, you have a Beatles record!” She replied, “Oh yeah. Forgot about that. I like that song on there…the Hard Day Nights. I bought that when they were big.” Then silence. Then, “You can have it if you want.” I did. And I still have it. One of my most prized possessions.

3. “Being There” Wilco
Just a great train of a record, going over the hills and far away. I used to drive a lot. Asheville to Charlotte, Asheville to Raleigh, Asheville to everywhere, and no road trip ever took place without this double CD. It was simple yet elegant and Jeff Tweedy’s lyrics reminded me that my own writing should have such melody and flow.

4. “OK Computer” Radiohead
It took a few listens for me to get into this one, but now it’s a favorite. It stoked the poetic possibilities in me with its atmospherics and manic images. Phrases like “hysterical and useless,” “for a minute there, I lost myself,” and “arrest this man, he talks in maths, he buzzes like a fridge, he’s like a detuned radio” made my head spin and my pen write things I’d never even contemplated.

5. “These Days” The Grapes of Wrath
The short version: a long time ago, a girl wrecked herself and took me along for the ride. After she was gone and I worked on healing, I found myself in a Record Exchange in Charlotte near where I went to college. Browsing through the used tapes, I found the Grapes of Wrath. Canadian band. Never heard of them before, but as a Steinbeck fan, the name grabbed me. I bought it without listening and it was the salve my mind needed. Every song had the answer to every question or curiosity I had about the truck that had hit me. The tape never left my reach and helped me recover more quickly than I realized. I always wanted to send them a letter to thank them.

6. “Ten” Pearl Jam
The band and the album that really kicked my writing into gear. There is anger and madness and loss and all the angst-ridden feelings that hit some note inside me, whether I actually felt those feelings or not. In addition to all that, the record fuckin’ rocks. Such power and charge to it. Your head starts to move with it, a rage of some sort building in you just from the rush of the music. My 2nd favorite band behind the Beatles, and another album that got me through college and beyond. Another constant companion.

7. “Cracked Rear View” Hootie and the Blowfish
A “college” album in every sense of the word . They were just about our age and they of all the things college aged kids go through. Love, loss, daydreaming, the unknown, beer and wonder. So many memories with this one. Travis, Doug and I singing a horrible harmony to “Only Wanna Be with You.” Knowing every word to every song and singing along at their concert, soaked from the rain. Lots more somewhere in the back of my head.

8. “Big Red Letter Day” Buffalo Tom
Just put this in my CD player in the car, and like the Hootie album, this is another “college” album. With the rise of grunge and angst rock in the early 90s, some bands took a lighter approach. No less angst-ridden or introspective, these bands still hit the themes that were identifiable, but with less bluster. “Big Red Letter Day” made me feel like I wasn’t alone in feeling alone. And frankly, they’re just great songs.

9. “Time Out of Mind” Bob Dylan
Brilliant. Just brilliant. It started my whole Dylan kick. I’d never been a huge fan, but then I saw him on this tour and that was it. His voice changed…no longer nasally, it’s grit and gravel and real and it made the lyrics just grab you. It’s bluesy, it’s poetic, it’s a long ride on a long, hot, flat road somewhere in the South. He made me think about getting older and what happens and what to make of it all. And “Make You Feel My Love” just might be one of the greatest love songs ever written.

10. “In My Tribe” 10,000 Maniacs
The one good thing, other than a new definition of sanity, that came out of my first real relationship. We played this tape over and over and over. Every song said something to me, even if the subject matter wasn’t exactly relevant. It’s one of the first albums where the music came in colors and the lyrics were a poem. Natalie’s voice and lyrics were perfect, and the cameo by Michael Stipe on “A Campfire Song” made it even better.

There’s five others that somehow influenced the direction of my life. I’m just too lazy to write a bunch about them. That doesn’t diminish their importance.

11. “A Few Small Repairs” Shawn Colvin – You can take “Wide Open Spaces” by the Dixie Chicks…a fine song and all...but for a getaway song, I’ll take “Wichita Skyline” any day.

12. “Lifes Rich Pageant” R.E.M. – "Cuyahoga," "These Days," "Fall On Me," "I Believe," "Just a Touch," "Superman." There's power and poise here that made me want to decipher whatever the hell it was that Michael Stipe was saying to see if it applied to me.

13. “The River” Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band – “Hungry Heart” was the first Springsteen song I remember hearing, coming through the cab window into the back of my stepfather’s rusted yellow truck. One of my top 3 favorite Bruce songs. The album? A reminder of what’s out there.

14. “The Unforgettable Fire” U2 – Before Bono became a meglomaniac. “A Sort of Homecoming” and “Bad” still raise the hairs on the back of my neck.

15. “Grace” Jeff Buckley – “Hallelujah.” Enough said.

Monday, February 23, 2009

No jinxes please


If I only I could be as happy as these clams...

I don't want to jinx a good thing, so I'll just say that I feel really good about my interview with the NC Dept. of the State Treasurer. I'm hoping that the person who inteviewed me feels the same way. I should know if I'm picked for a second interview sometime on Tuesday.

I hope.

Not that I'll be sitting by the phone.

Staring at it longingly.

Yearning to hear its mellifluous, dulcet tones softly wafting through the air calming my fraid, shredded, Xanax-addled nerves...

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Really, I'm ok.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Top Reasons Being Laid Off is Good


Every cloud as a silver lining, right? Here we go.

Number 10: You save water by not showering every day.
Number 9: No annoying co-workers to deal with.
Number 8: Freelance jobs offer the opportunity to work in underwear.
Number 7: One word: Oprah.
Number 6: Safe to go outside now that Bush is out of office.
Number 5: Staring contests with the cat.
Number 4: Nap time, baby!
Number 3: More time to do wife's bidding. (Hey, who hacked into my blog?!?!)
Number 2: Surfing the Internet without getting hassled by The Man.

and the Number 1 reason why being laid off is good: It's fun to be a part of such a large group.



Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Understanding what's important


I've thought about this post for a while. I wasn't sure how to word all this, but really it's simple, especially now that I've had some time to think about it, to get over any anger and frustration I had and realize the opportunity in front of me.

I got laid off last Tuesday, January 13th.

I worked at this particular company for over 6 years and did my job pretty well, so I was told. Many others did as well. And in one day, 31 of us were told we were no longer needed. Just like that. Here's a severance and some insurance for a couple months. Good luck.

I went through a variety of emotions in the hours and days that followed. At first, you find yourself a bit stunned, but more just in awe of the task in front of you. How to survive. How to take care of your family. The basics.

The next day, you focus on you. You get a little pissed. A little irked. Why me? Why do I have to go through this? You think about the people who remain and hope they are well. But you also wonder how some of them are still there.

What was the differentiating factor? Salary? Talent? Ass-kissing? You re-think everything you ever did at work and second-guess all the time, all in search for that answer that will allow you to sleep again.

And then you realize that it doesn't matter why you were let go. That what's done is done. That your path and your fortune lie elsewhere. That you move forward and onward to the next milepost in your life.

Getting to that next milepost isn't easy...especially in these times. But hopefully, today's events in Washington will make that easier. I'm hopeful for that. I'm hopeful I'll find something that will help me take care of my family.

I'm hopeful that each day brings something better, and that's something worth hoping for.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Life with a Toddler


I love my soon-to-be three year-old daughter. Her sweet voice when she says, “I love you,” the giggle that bursts out and melts me where I stand. I marvel at her thinking ability, her comprehension level, her sense of humor. Her observations amuse and challenge me greatly. I am thankful for each moment with her.

Even when she drives me mad.

She’s very independent-minded. She knows what she wants and she wants to do things for herself. It’s nice to know that my wife and I are raising a child who can be self-sufficient.

And yet, her determined nature uncannily, quickly, and unexpectedly exposes my unknown Tourette’s condition.

It comes up like a storm over the plains. I’ll ask her to do something — put on her socks, for instance — and…and…GAH!!! Time starts to move like concrete, like Pangea’s separation, like FEMA after a hurricane and I begin to stutter, stammer…fail to complete sentences…thoughts…and throughout my brain, synapses begin synapping and a lighting storm of curses and vulgarities rain down upon me...

fuckshitgoddamnitshitshitshitfuckshitfuckPUTONTHEDAMNSOCKSALREADY shitfuckshitshhhiiiiitttttttt!!

Yet, those words never escape my head and see the light of day.

It’s not her fault I’m mental and OCD. My impatience is not for her to hear or see or experience, and I try my best to hide it. She is growing and finding and learning and figuring things out — boundaries, laws of physics and motion, rules, time. It’s natural. It’s essential.

And yes, it’s maddening. But it’s ok. She’s my kid and I love her every breath.

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Another glimpse...

A couple of weeks ago, I had to explain the universe to her.

(I’ll wait until you stop laughing, smart ass.)

One evening, as I picked her up from daycare, we were walking to the car and she noticed two shining objects in the night sky. She asked, “What are those things next to the Moon?”

“Those are planets, Venus and Jupiter.”

“What are planets?”

“Well, planets are big balls that circle around the sun. We have 8 planets in our solar system, and our solar system is part of the universe.”
A blank stare.

I recover quickly. “We live on the planet Earth.”

“We live on Earth?”

“Yep. That’s right.”

“Can we go to Jupiter?”

“No. It’s a long way away. We’d have to take a rocket to get there.”

“Like on Little Einsteins?”

“Yep.”

“We don’t have a rocket.”

“No, sweetie, we don’t have a rocket.”

Then came the question that made me smile.

“Those planets are shiny like stars.” A slight pause, and then, “Is our planet shiny like stars?”

“You know, sweetie, I don’t know.”

She looked back up at the sky, then looked at me and then put her head on my shoulder and we walked to the car.

Clearly, she must know we’re not related to Stephen Hawking.

Monday, December 22, 2008

You Suck

Any musicians out there? Yeah. Cool. Guess what? This girl OWNS you!

Friday, December 19, 2008

Angry, Sullen Peanuts

The Intertubes are full of interesting stuff.

No, really. It's not all crap and porn.

For instance, this artist, with a screen name of gNAW, has taken our beloved Peanuts characters and aged them with a twist of anime.

Lucy, Linus and Charlie Brown:



Franklin, Schroeder and Pigpen:



Charlie Brown and the Little Red Haired Girl:



Can't imagine this would go well with traditionalists, but well, hey, that's why we have them. It's still pretty cool regardless.

You can check out more here.