Random Pixelated S3 Convention Adventure
POSTED BY: Casualty
UPDATED: Monday, March 27, 2006 14:21
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Hey, yeah, thanks Joe, if I make it to S3 roomies is a deal. Keep all the Americans in one cage where they can be ignored or interfered with equally. w00t! I'll bring a pile of chocolate, and a box from your mom. Cool. If if if if I X my fingers.
Aztecs used the term firefly metaphorically, meaning a spark of knowledge in a world of ignorance or darkness.
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Quote:Waaa, wait a minute, I missed this - you gotta vinyl ZOSO with paper route money!?! Treasure beyond measure. Alakazam! I got a vinyl of their first one with allowance money, LOL, good one Cozy, we're old, buddy. Oh, old people music moment... I saw Led Zep in concert, bet you did too. Saw Talking Heads when their first album came out. I dragged all my reluctant roomies, and they ended up loving them. I dragged all my friends into loving punk. I saw The Clash, Stevie Wonder, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Prince at First Ave before anyone knew who he was, The Doors in an auditorium full of hippies, which I had never seen any of before, my very first concert. Morrison was out of control. Near the end of the concert he growled some drunken thing about 'if any of you ladies want to party, we're at the XYZ Hotel, and about 100 women threw themselves at the stage. The cops tossed them off the stage - literally flung the girls back into the audience. There were lots of cops, they were terrified of the Doors. It's a good thing my mom didn't see the hippies when she dropped us off, I would never have been allowed out of the car. I saw Bob Marley from the balcony of an old stone auditorium with brass rails around the stairs. The place was thick with pot smoke. When they were doing 'Lively Up Yourself' I glanced over at the brass rails, and they were moving up and down about a foot and a half (that's about half a meter) people were dancing so wildly, and I thought, 'we're all going to die now, oh well.'
Originally posted by cozen: Ah, the classic #4. Spent a dear chunk of that month's paper-route money to buy it. On vinyl. When it came out....
Recount tales of music please.
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I was once at a symphony concert and some moron started clapping in between movements. Terribly embarrasing!
(True story!!)
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Is this what constitutes a thread hijacking? Can you even hijack a "Random" threadlist?
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Originally posted by liminalosity:
Recount tales of music please.
Wow! You've seen real live famous dead people doin' their thang! I most humbly genuflect in the general direction of wherever it is you're from, vis: from here, which limits me to guess and aim in a vaguely southerly direction. This has also earned you, liminalosity, the cozen life story, which follows, in it's entirety.
Heh. I might barely have reached the double digits, agewise, the day Jimbo's heart called it quits against his toxins.
Sorry, no radical music icons in my history. 'Cept maybe one, whom I'll get to shortly. I went through the egregious BTO* / Van Halen phase typical of us who could see the suburbs from the schoolbus. But then the Great Wall of Disco forced me and my friends best able to withstand the commensurately ill timed onslaught of puberty to seek refuge in Doc Watson, Bill Monroe and my brother's Mike Bloomfield records. Which quick foray was quicky blown into bitty pieces at small outdoor auditorium near North Vancouver, where a svelte Anne Wilson screamed "Crazy On You" with all her Heart and forced me then and since to view the female populace from a vastly different perspective.
{Poor Randomites: I feel the collective cringeworthiness of your pain.}
Later, on one of the dozen or so "moving days" of the year, my 1970 Volks Fastback developed a vapour lock just one more time than my patience could withstand that car's lifespan. Off came the plates, out went my thumb, back there remained the vinyl collection. Oh man, I still miss the warp and weft of Hocus Pocus, and Focus's followup, the unforgettable Hamburger Concerto.
Next was Firefly. See the relevance?
The End.
* We have Canadian Content rules for our media, which, as you may have noted, I have duly adhered to.
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well there was little ol' me thinking "I haven't been on FFF for weeks and weeks and weeks, what is going on over there"
*mistily looks into space*
Lo and behold, S3 and Creme Eggs! Would you adam and eve it!
extremely dimensionally transcendental
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Quote:Rats, I do not catch this reference.
Originally posted by cozen: Next was Firefly. See the relevance?
LOL, hijacking the random thread and getting my favorite folk to tell stories is my grail. You! are barely, but nearly due north of me, as I am in Portland. Hidee hi neighbor *waves to the nearly visible Cozy*
I was barely in double digits when I saw the Doors, but still, older than you. The worst thing for me about the disco years was the soft, sweet and sappy...Bread? The BG's? The I shudder to say it Carpenters. There's an AC/DC tribute band that plays round thesse parts, I wonder if you've ever heard them; Hell's Belles all female, and they burn the house down. Like Heart they are so hot some of the guys I know start steaming after about 2 bars. Highway to Hell. Even if you didn't particularly care for AC/DC, you might enjoy this.
Doc Watson? I sang with a bluegrass band for a short time, mmm, that was fun. Wait! Doc Watson! I actually played a couple of chords on one of his guitars when I worked for Garrison Keeler, whom Watson was staying with to tape A Prarie Home Companion. It was a nice old guitar, kind of scuffy and well loved. I had some Mike Bloomfield records, I liked that phase, when I was just discovering the WTF of what music could communicate with Traffic and some Blind Faith, Paul Butterfield, oh I was at summer camp for an instant just then. I got into the blues and then early southern rock - Allman Bros because of Bloomfield. Didn't stay long in the south though, on to other things.
I had a '72 Beetle that had a problem with vapor lock, but it died a horrible freeway death when all the oil ran out because I neglected to tighten the plug quite enough, and it threw a rod.
Focus, holy cow. Progressive. Dang it, and I have to go to work. David Bowie, Roxy Music, Santana were some of my faves then.
Thanks Cozy, this was fun! Hopefully worth all the cringing.
Aztecs used the term firefly metaphorically, meaning a spark of knowledge in a world of ignorance or darkness.
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EMMA!!
I spotted Emma!
Everyone, quick, look before she vanishes again!
*runs to grab her camera*
(HI! *hugs* We miss you around here!)
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Crikey, it's Em!
"My God - you're like a trained ape. Without the training."
"Come a day there won't be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all..."
"SUMMER!!"
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Originally posted by cozen:
a svelte Anne Wilson screamed "Crazy On You" with all her Heart and forced me then and since to view the female populace from a vastly different perspective.
This explains much.
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