The Kind of Music that Just Soothes the Soul

Give Me My Old Time Rock & Roll

With my second year of Guitar class, and perhaps my last, finally over I've been drawn out of my musically oblivious shell. Sure I may not be the greatest musician but I am developing some tastes, and interests in music that I had not known before. The Who, The Eagles, Hollies, Van Hallen, John Fogerty, Mark Knopfler, and The Band are just some of the groups and people that would have never been vibrating my eardrums or driving me insane as I tried to learn them. I grew up on Classic rock, sitting in the back of a car on the long trips to and from my Grandparent's residence, among other places, a mere six and a half hours away. I can remember some tunes when I hear them again, such as American Pie, The Sultans of Swing (a favorite of mine even when I was a Wee lad), and Johnny B. Goode. Of course, growing up with this means that I generally get along fine with my parents in terms of music, and artists.
But that's when they started to watch -Gurgle-
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That's when they started to watch -sputter-
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American Idol

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Sorry about that. It’s just. It's just so hard to put up with. The show is crap. It's a panel of three 'judges' -who are just actors playing generic two dimensional characters-. There's Fun-loving girl, Soulful Black Man, and Asshole. I could play asshole. I would tell everyone how shitty they were, and it wouldn't even have be a stupid act used to generate viewers.

But, hey, their way fuckin' worked! It seems that nearly half the goddamn population of the Continent tunes in to every goddamn episode to watch a string of mediocre music sang by random people. And then have other people tell them what they thought of their 'performances'. You know what, forget what I said before. I could the Judge of the Judges, rating their goddamn acting performances. These people are not entertaining, and I would rather eat my copy of Half Life
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- watch Star Trek* than this piece of Popular Culture crap.

Well, thank you American Idol. I've never appreciated Music more than after watching your show.

*That's right. I went there.


Exams: Thank The Force That's Over.

Well, that part of the post got a little more Ranty than I had initially intended, so I hope you pulled some enjoyment out of it. As some of you may know the entire staff of Gylydal

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staff of Soup of the Day has been working on exams for the past little bit, working full time for the week after that, and slipping into the second semester. It's been rough times, but I've finally found a moment to post about my happenings! I'll try to post more frequently, because I know my January post was half-assed, and disappointing.

So I finally looked into doing a regular show on W Radio, at school. As it turns out the Radio computer is being replaced, as was every computer in the lab. Mr. H said that the new computer should be back sometime early second semester, and I was welcome to come by and play around with it! I think I'll talk it over with him some more, and maybe get a regular show going during lunch, and inevitably, it would show up here as well. I've got a few ideas for a show. This is certainly a project I would be interested in doing, and maybe it'll catch on! Even if there aren't many listeners, as I know how W Radio has been neglected in classrooms more and more in the past, I'll at very least post my shows on Soup of the Day, and perhaps you guys would be a fan of Stu! It could even generate new listeners, but I'm not ready to get my hopes up. Just completing something like this would be satisfaction enough for me.


Shout Outs
-Sorry, this post did have a point at some time. But I lost it. Oh well.
-If anyone has any idea where I might 'find' a copy of photo shop, that would be cool.
-I'm going to be doing the e-mC^2 program this year at Queens U! Interesting life events to come? Fuck Yeah!

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Holiday Mode on Telegraph Road

Happy holidays readers! I hope Christmas has been kind to you all, and exams have taken no casualties. My update is cutting it extremely close to January, which would leave December 2007 completely postless, like animals! I promised myself that I would never let that happen when I started this blog, and I’ve done a good job of it so far.

My holiday break started off as good as it could get. No homework in sight, other some much much needed Community service hours I still need to get. Christmas shopping still needed to get done, but that’s never much of a hassle. I’ve gotten plenty of hours at work, and the money pile has been building up for sometime. Unfortunately the pile may still be growing between the hours of 1:30 and 6:30 on Monday night! That’s correct. This Monday night! I will try everything within my power to get a shift switched to be with the gang at Kings, but I can’t make any promises! However, I would walk through two and a half feet of snow to the Shop if I needed to.

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Christmas was pretty rockin’ this year. My gifts seemed to have been well accepted. I had gotten my brother a cool Orbital desktop novelty. Some of your may be able to see it one day. I also got him a nifty Calendar themed after various WWII fighter planes. He seemed to like it well enough, but I found it extremely difficult to shop for him this year. With no ideas given to me, I couldn’t have shot more into the dark. Well, I guess if I stopped in at La Senza…

For my mother Andrew and I got her a book that she asked for about Canada’s oldest cemeteries. Of course, I was uninformed, and we both managed to pick up a copy. One has to be returned, but that’s how it goes, I suppose.

For my father I purchased a generic box of Milk Minties chocolates. Getting people chocolate always seems like such an impersonal gift. However I also managed to find a copy of Uncle John’s Gigantic Bathroom Reader. A massive 750 page addition bathroom reader series. My father always seems to enjoy reading those, so it seemed like the perfect addition!

Myself? I got a Wii from my parents, which was a very nice surprise. I honestly didn’t expect them to find one with all the hype it has been receiving of late. Super Mario Galaxy, Metroid Prime 3, and Resident Evil 4 are the games I got as well as a copy of Final Fantasy IV for the GBA. MP:3 from Andrew. I also got a nice pair of Ear-buds, and Dire Straits: Alchemy Live CD from my aunt and uncle, and a book entitled The Jesuit and the Skull from my Grandfather. I believe it’s supposed to be the story (although I think it may be nonfiction.) of a man in a Religious Community who makes a remarkable discovery in the field of Evolution. Varied other gifts of candy and chocolate were also received.

I also got a visit from E on Christmas Eve Eve! She brought me a shirt for Christmas, and I felt extremely bad. I had never gotten my friends anything for Christmas before, what with being a man and all, so I had never even considered getting her anything. I opened it up to see a homemade t-shirt that had the Mountain Dew Logo on it, with the words ‘Do the Dew Stu’ plastered overtop of it. Just like I said I wanted during the summer all of those long months ago. She really is a good friend.

I managed to book tomorrow off of work, so I’ll see you punks for some New Years III. For now just keep on living.

Bran Post: Keeping it Regular

Forty Lashes

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Give Me Coffee, and I shall Build You a House
It is a little known fact that I played in the first Coffee house of the year. A duet with my good friend Mike, simply called D&D. The turn out was impressive, and the laughs were genuine, warm hearted, and appreciated more than words can begin to describe. From the moments of fear stepping on the stage, the first chord (An E minor) rang out of the guitar I felt at ease. Everybody listened to the words, and cared not about the quality of the vocals, but what it was they were saying. A great applause followed the song, and I’ve gotten compliments from friends, lady-types, strangers, and teachers alike. I returned to the Drama Studio for the Remembrance Day Coffee House Auditions, or the RDCHA, I was asked by Mr. Espresso if I would like to “MC” the coffee house. I guess my singing of Cat’s in the Cradle was bad, but not bad enough to keep me off of the stage. I prepared a few words about Remembering the Canadian soldiers who had given so much for the best damn country in the world, but such words escaped me during the performances. The WWII Veteran, and Principal had already depressed, and intrigued everyone as much as they could about the day, so why not just spend the rest of the day in celebration of the Freedom they gave us? Right, so I just tried to get a few, well humored laughs in, while letting the musicians do their thing. Unfortunately they still let stupid performances into the Caffeinetorium included an extremely disturbing rendition of “Hey Big Spender” by a bunch of scantily clad grade nines…
Uhhg. Grades ten and up people. Ten. And. Up. Maybe not even ten, maybe only the senior grades. It was so…wrong.
My friend Mike, Will, and I also embarked on a journey some three weekends ago. Much like a nerd Pilgrimage, but without leaving the house. It is the thing that many say they should do, but many do not, and all should not. But we did it. Starting at 4:30 on a Friday afternoon we started to watch Star Wars Episode I, and continued in numerical order until the saga was complete at 6:30 Saturday morning. At which point we cursed a lot, stumbled around in our tired stooper – having run out of snacks by the Revenge of the Sith – and played Call of Duty 3. I feel some sort of physical illness come on now whenever anyone mentions Star Wars, and I don’t think I’ll need to watch another movie for some time.

Middle Term Comes but Twice a Year
So the report cards that gives kids who have spilled countless hours into work, and studying will have physical justifications, and kids who don’t will begin to panic, and crap their collective pants. I am greatly pleased with all of my marks, but I know that a lot, if not all, of them will go down a bunch. I guess I can be happy right now, so here’s the run down.

Religion- 89%
Guitar- 89%
Math- 89%
Physics- 89%

Average- 89%

Seems too uniform to enjoy properly.

I guess that’s my newest of updates. It wasn’t nearly as good as I thought it was going to be, considering the time it’s been in process. I’ll try to keep life exciting for next time!

Be Afraid.

They are the biggest, baddest mother fuckers in all of Resident Evil. And they're all back. Maybe now we can finally have Nemesis overturn buses, and throw cars, and he comes at you in all his bullet-proofed glory. Or maybe the Proto-Tyrant will have to deal with more than just one handgun because I didn’t know I’d have to fight him. Leech guys are back too. That kind of sucks, but I suppose you must take the bad with the baddest with Umbrella Chronicles.

Where’s Mr. X? I haven’t played Resident Evil 2, but I’m curious to see him! God, I can’t wait to play this game! All the Resident Evil Games. And more!

Playing as Wekser? Yes. Yes to the max.