Dave's brother Danny passed away shortly after that, and their friends and family have put together a charity called Band of Brothers to help support families that are dealing with cancer treatment:
So long Dave, and thanks for the memories.
It's not easy being me.
YYZ is the identification code for Toronto Pearson Airport. It's also an incredible instrumental piece by Rush, especially when they perform it live with a massive drum solo by Neal Peart:
On a related note, a 13-year-old drummer named Sara did a pretty decent cover of it (with a MIDI track for the guitar/bass/synth parts), with some fancy stick moves - but what I like best in this is the absolute joy on her face as she's playing. This kid loves to drum, and it shows:
My 11-year-old daughter started percussion this past year in school, and has been enjoying playing snare and bells. Hopefully soon she'll get into a full drum kit (although, for the sake of the rest of the household, I hope it'll be digital!) and have just as much fun.
Fast forward 29 years, and you'll find a 9-year old Japanese kid playing on the Ellen DeGeneres show. The guitar looks like it's probably taller than him, but the kid has got some decent chops:
He even sings while he plays, although it's hard to understand. Considering that it's Ozzy, that may actually make it more authentic.
EXTRA SPECIAL BONUS: "Crazy Train" as interpreted by the electronic musical genius called Microsoft SongSmith:
And for those of you keeping score at home, this marks two consecutive editions of Music Video Thursday after a looooooooooong break. No promises that this is back as a regular thing, but I am feeling inspired again.
UPDATE: Whoops, guess this is a (partial) repeat - the original Crazy Train video was a Music Video Thursday post back in October 2007. Where did I leave those memory pills again?
There once was a small town girl who broke my heart, many years ago. I don't know if she knew, but I always thought of this classic Journey tune as "our song", and every time I hear it, even after nearly 20 years, it still brings back memories - good memories, painful memories.
And now, here I am in a small town, married to a (different) small town girl, and raising three small town girls (and a small town boy). You never know where life will lead you.
You go through life, trying not to cause too much of a fuss. Something comes up, and you think to yourself something along the lines of "That's not right", but it doesn't seem important enough or close enough to you for you to take action. Then something else comes up. And something else. Finally, one day, something happens that pushes you over the edge, from inaction to action. Today might be that day for me.
CBC got a hold of a consultant's report for SaskPower, recommending Elbow as the best location for a nuclear power plant in Saskatchewan. I don't like this at all. I've had misgivings in the past about nuclear power - no matter how much the engineers work on making systems "fail-safe", there is always a way for something to fail. Humans are not perfect, and we create imperfect systems. Murphy will always find a way to prevail. I think this could be the last straw for me, that finally moves me from thinking and talking about environmental issues into becoming more actively involved.
Yes, I know that there are risks involved in just about everything, that nothing in this life is 100% safe, and that you can't live life in fear of the sky falling. I'm not saying that I'm worried about a meltdown, or terrorists blowing it up, or anything like that - but when I'm living directly downstream of it, I wonder what the odds are of something being released into the water supply. According to the CBC article, 40% of our province gets drinking water from Lake Diefenbaker - that doesn't feel like what I would consider an acceptable risk. And then there's the whole issue of waste storage that I don't even like to think about...
So, what am I going to do about this? I don't know the best way to voice my opinion to those in power (no pun intended). I need to do this constructively - I know that the power needs of the province are rising, so I can't just say "don't do this", I need to say "do this instead". There are alternatives - there's a wind power project in Beechy that sounds promising - but I don't know what I can do myself to promote them. And I can't just sit back and hope that the government will not go ahead with the project - the energy minister sounds like he's in favor of it.
I'm open to suggestions...
You know it's nearly time to quit working in the yard when your muscles are all aching and sore, and things are nearly done except to cut down that old stump.
You know it's definitely time to quit working in the yard when the chain saw rips holes in your jeans (leaving the skin underneath miraculously intact).
You know you picked a good time to quit working in the yard when you drop the axe head (blunt side, fortunately) on your little toe while putting the tools away.
And, on a day like this, you know that you made the right decision, choosing computer programming over landscaping.
I'm not Irish, but I suspect that my Viking ancestors probably left their mark on the Emerald Isle many years ago, so I'm gonna celebrate St. Patrick's Day here. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything tacky, like insert shamrock icons everywhere or change the color scheme to a green hue. Nope, gonna do this classy, with the beloved song "Danny Boy":
Like I said, classy.
Just when I was beginning to lack inspiration for music videos, along comes Eurovision Song Contest 2008! Previous years have seen musical monstrosities, fake celebrities, cross-dressers, and vampires, but I think Ireland has them all beat - they're entering Dustin the Turkey. A puppet. A freakin' puppet. I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry:
Bonus footage: Sky News interviews Dustin just before the Irish finals.
You'd think we'd learn not to go to Saskatoon. Went to town yesterday, unexpectedly ended up having the front brakes on the van replaced - and apparently Kia parts aren't cheap. At least I got some exercise walking from the brake shop to the mall (where I had dropped off the family to go have lunch, see a movie) and back again - I can't wait for things to warm up enough that I can get back to regular walks and using my bike again. I'm very tired of winter.
Isn't this interesting - now that I've decided not to regularly update my blog, I find myself updating it more often. Go figure - must be something freeing about not feeling obligated to update it or something like that. Will this continue? Who knows? Stay tuned, faithful viewers!
"Where've you been?" is a question you could be asking me. I haven't posted anything to the blog so far in 2008... and quite frankly, I've been seriously considering quitting. According to Google Analytics, I'm getting maybe a half dozen vistors per day, and half of them are looking for Quick Logger Plus (which, I'm sorry to say, is pretty much abandonware at this point, but that's a topic for another post). I don't feel like I've got much of an audience for Music Video Thursday (aside from my youngest daughter who is completely nuts for Queen), which makes it kinda hard to keep the motivation up for it. I haven't decided yet if I'm going to can it, but chances are that we've seen the end of regular posts here for the time being.
Having said all that, I've got some motivation for posting today. It's Valentine's Day, and I've been thinking back to the past - about 14 years ago, I was dating a girl who I was crazy about, and when Valentine's Day came around, I wanted to get her something special. I was at university at the time, in the middle of my comp. sci. degree, didn't have much spare cash, and didn't have much self-confidence. I agonized over what to get her, and finally ended up buying a cheap little "bouquet" of plastic flowers (with a little mylar balloon and, if memory serves me correctly, a small teddy bear) in a little basket or pot from a seller who had set up a table in the tunnel between Arts and Place Riel (at the U of S). Within minutes of buying it, I began to suffer from an acute case of "buyer's remorse" - I began to worry about how it looked, if it looked cheap, and most of all, if my girlfriend would like it or not. By the time I got home and got ready to go out, my stomach was churning, and I had convinced myself that my relationship with her was as good as over - what kind of stupid lunk buys something like this for someone special?
I don't remember much about that evening with her, except this: I gave it to her, I think I nearly broke down crying over how nervous I was feeling, she loved it (not because it was fancy or classy or anything like that, but because I gave it to her), and suddenly all my fears dissolved into thin air. Not too long after this, I proposed, she said "yes", we were married, and the rest (as they say) is history.
So, tonight's music video goes out to Kristen, who has been there for me, helped me believe in myself, tolerated my neuroses, calmed my fears, and loved me. This is one of her favorite songs, "Where've You Been" by Kathy Mattea. I'm not normally a country fan (as you may have noticed by the selection of music that's been posted here), but this is for her:
Happy Valentine's Day, Kristen. I love you very much. I may not have many other visitors to my blog, but you're the one visitor who truly matters to me. And I'm just not myself when you're away.
And now to see if I can keep it together long enough to surprise you with this. Hopefully I can make it through supper without you wondering why I'm so nervous. Some things never change. :-)
UPDATE: Found it!
This will be the last Music Video Thursday for 2007. Here's some Trans-Siberian Orchestra to wrap up the year:
Merry Christmas, and see you in the New Year!
And yet another "something completely different" - here's something I'm going to call "Riffed Off", where we explore how the songs change, but the riff stays the same... causing endless flamewars about who ripped off whom. Tonight we present a battle royale with Nirvana, Killing Joke, and the Damned. We'll start with Nirvana, with "Come as You Are" in 1992:
Listen carefully to the guitar riff underlying the verse, and then take a listen to "Eighties" by Killing Joke in 1984:
Sound familiar? Killing Joke certainly thought so, accusing Nirvana of copyright infringement (although they stopped short of legal action). But is this the pot calling the kettle black? Check out "Life Goes On" by The Damned (originally from 1982, this concert footage from 2007):
Hmmmm... very familiar. Just goes to show that there's nothing new under the sun, as the saying goes - and that imitation may well be the sincerest form of flattery.
And now for another change of pace (are we having musical whiplash yet?) - a little Diana Krall for y'all:
Smooth stuff...
And yet again, something a little bit different tonight - same band, same song, two different videos. The band is OK Go (of treadmill infamy), the song is "Do What You Want", and here we go...
First take: standard rock "party" video, except for what I can only call "visual whiplash":
Second take: starring the wallpaper from the first take, with dancers, acrobats, etc. dressed to match:
It's a fun song, I don't mind hearing it twice...