Thursday, December 23, 2010

Happy Holidays

Whatever it is you celebrate and whoever you celebrate it with. Sleepydog Music would like to to wish a happy holiday season to you and yours.
The Reluctant Elf

It's been a hell of a year for me and I have much to celebrate. I still have a lot of work to do in order get to where I want to be as an artist and a person, but this year was one of enormous progress in both areas for me. Things definitely didn't go exactly as I visualized them, but for once that is not a complaint. I hope 2011 is an equally rewarding journey as 2010 was, my only request would be that it doesn't go by so god damn fast. 

There is new music and new adventures on the way so stick around for the next best year of my life.

First five of Shuffle Mode today:

"See You On The Other Side" - Ozzy Osbourne
"Medieval Milk" - Olympic Picnic
"Can't Stop This Feeling I've Got" - Prince
"Sunshine on My Shoulders" - John Denver
"Everybody's Talkin'" - Eddi Reader

Monday, December 20, 2010

Quig-A-Palooza '10 Crashes and Burns

The heavens at my birth
Intended me for stardom
Rays of light shone down on me and
All my sins were pardoned
I was meant for applause
I was meant for derision
Nothing short of fate itself has
Affected my decision


"I Was Meant for the Stage" - The Decemberists

So, tonight was supposed to be my big Chicago Debut. After being here for five years and talking endlessly about wanting to do it, I finally booked a gig. Alas, the gods of music had other plans for me, and Quig-a-Palooza '10 (aka Acoustic Explosion at Silvies) was not meant to be.
What felled me you say? Liver failure? A car wreck? An amputation? No, say I, what felled me was a common fucking cold.
A common god damn fucking cold (Albeit, a really really nasty one) So unless the audience wanted a 30 minute version of "The Coughing Song", followed up by the dance remix of "Fun With Phlegm" I'd say it was best to wait until I was healthy to try and make a better first impression on my soon-to-be swooning Chicago fan base.
God damn it (and fuck fuckity fuckfuckfuck.)

Since the world will not be hearing my dulcet tones today, I leave you with a video from one of my very favorite bands, playing the song (circa 1989) which got me interested in them initially. Funny how different it is from the stuff that they ended up making for most of their outstanding career, all of which I love to itty bitty pieces.



The first five of shuffle mode today:

"Good Year" - The Refreshments
"I'm Sorry" - Flyleaf
"Bye Bye Blackbird" - Miles Davis & John Coltrane
"Stop Draggin' My Heart Around" - Stevie Nicks
"Lateralus" - Tool

Now back to bed with my fat beagle, my cough syrup, and my wubbie.
I told you I was sick, now fuck off.

Friday, December 10, 2010

New Music - Major Tom

Now the light commands
This is my home
I'm coming home

"Major Tom" - Peter Schilling



When BT was in town over Halloween weekend, we worked on this track. We had a blast doing it, and I got to play with all of my new gear, so it was a win-win situation all around. Not only does BT sing lead on this, he also designed the cover art. 
Please enjoy responsibly.

Monday, December 06, 2010

Did I Mention That I Lost a Bet? - The Pomeroy Music Review

Every relationship has its give and take
and all I did was take from your love
So now its time for me to be the person I'm supposed to be
A shining new reflection of your love


"A New Reflection" - Pomeroy
Pomeroy - and the full membership roster of the Pomeroy Fan Club

I lost a bet and I have to pay up. Paying up means purchasing and listening to Pomeroy's "A New Reflection" and reviewing it here. It took me a week to get through three listens because, hey, I'm a busy guy and also, the music of Pomeroy is painfully bad.
Let's get this over with.
1) A New Reflection - The opening song isn't even a song really, it's a mishmash of riffs and samples and essentially the same stupid crap lyrics over and over again. Alternating between singing and rapping and chanting and rap/singing and ohmygodIhateyouforthisBrandon. The point of the song is the dude was a selfish dick and now he's really sorry and going to make it up to you baby, he promises. The fact that they chose this tedious drivel as the title song for their  CD says a lot about this band: Either they're rebels who play by their own rules or they're marketing idiots. Based on their worldwide success, I will let you decide which.
2) I Believe - Well, at least it sounds like a song with a verse and a chorus and everything. There's even a decent guitar solo in here and then...oh no!  The shouty "rapper" of the group ruins it completely. Not only does this idiot spew the most banal "rhymes" you can imagine, he has the same cadence and delivery as Brian Austin Green. I'm not kidding. If it wasn't an egregious violation of copyright law I would do a mash-up of BAG vs. Pomeroy. Fuck it, I might do it anyways for kicks, but for now, believe me, this is as painful as anything David Silver ever spewed out in his 90210 days.
Way to ruin the song, you inconsiderate wigger.
3) Beautiful Design - Well, alrighty,  another verse, chorus, verse thingy, this is an improvement. The chorus is supposed to be sing along-ish. Go on, I dare you. No one will punch you in the dick. I promise.
Oh no, here comes shouty rap dude again. Oh Pomeroy, you almost had me tapping my toes. Almost.
Oh, here's my favorite part: The part where it ends!
4) Motionless - Starts out with a tinkly piano, I think they're trying to channel Jim Steinman with the intro, but here comes the funk, complete with a chorus of "Whoa-oh"s to counter the "funky" guitar riff.
Okay I think this is the chorus because everyone is in the band singing it at once, otherwise you'd never know. Shouty rap dude jumps in with some lyrical gems and now I am plotting Brandon's slow, painful death in my head. It's one thing to win a bet, it's another to be a sore winner. This was just mean, and I'm not even half finished.
5) This Is It - Uh oh, David Silver is back and he doesn't even wait until the chorus to stink up the joint. Awesome.  I dare you to listen to Brian Austin Green's "One Stop Carnival" and this CD on shuffle and JUST TRY TO TELL THEM APART, because you can't.
6) The Beat Goes On - I Queue this up with much anticipation because this is their "hit" single. I was hoping it would be a Sonny and Cher cover, but alas it wasn't meant to be. Brian Austin Green starts out with a more subdued (but no less obnoxious) intro. I think he's trying to do a shouty whisper, and that makes about as much sense as it sounds. The verbal acrobatics are...underwhelming. And it's very considerate of them to remind me that the beat goes on (and on and on) in the off chance I might forget the title of this song. I fully intend to delete this garbage from my iPod, but that might not be enough. I might have to drive a stake through it's control wheel,  sprinkle holy water on it and burn it.
7) Maybe Alive - The band sings, the shouty guy raps back what they just sang, they sing something else, he raps it back. Okay, wait, there might be a chorus in there somewhere because they've repeated the song title a few times. I don't know, what do I look like, a Pomeroyologist?
8) Like a Saturday Night - These guys really really miss the 90's.
A lot.
I can say one good thing about this song, I haven't heard shouty guy pop up on it yet.
Aw shit, I spoke too soon, he arrives before the song ends to get his nasty Brian Austin Green-iness all over it. Oh, the stank!
9) A Normal Life - This song actually strays from their 90's  funk/rock formula. That doesn't mean it's good, but it does mean it's less bad. It actually reminds me of that John Mayer song about running through the halls of his high school, whateverthefuck it was called. There's even some harmonized guitars in there. I wonder if shouty guy was out getting a sandwich when they recorded this because so far, its their least offensive song.
10) Billy The Id - Haha! See, it's a play on "Billy The Kid" but the bad guy is all in his mind, get it? It's a symbolic gunfight between he and himself, but wait, it's not revealed that the real enemy is within until later in the song (Or until you read the song's title!) CLEVER! This is pretty much 3 minutes of shouty guy. The music itself is "A New Reflection" of an old-western soundtrack (Like how I did that? See, "A New Reflection" is THE NAME OF THE CD! GET IT? I LIKE WORDS!! :) :))
11) Chain Reaction - More 90's blah blah blah. You know what? This song wouldn't be so bad if I was in a bar (in 1998) and wasn't actually listening to the music in the background, just bobbing my head and watching girls dance, but you know what ? I'm not in a bar  and it's not 1998, and I'm so tired of listening to this crap that it's making me grouchy. When I won this bet the first time, the CD I made Brandon review had five fucking songs on it. This one? Eleven? God damn, it felt like twenty.
A man can only take so much, let's wrap this bitch up, shall we?
So, to sum up this review: If Hoobastank and Linkin Park made sweet love to Jamiroquai and Brian Austin Green and had a bastard love child, that bastard child would be Pomeroy.

To sum up my feelings about Pomeroy: Fuck Pomeroy (And you're welcome)

Let us never speak of this again.