my all-consuming hobby
hmmm, according to my muzak page, i attended 36 shows in 2003. that works out to about a band every 10 days. good lord. that also means i saw a lot of shitty opening bands.
how many did you go to scotto?
hmmm, according to my muzak page, i attended 36 shows in 2003. that works out to about a band every 10 days. good lord. that also means i saw a lot of shitty opening bands.
how many did you go to scotto?
it’s taken me a few days to get to this, but i caught the latest installment of the by divine right show on friday at the scherzo. now, let’s compare and contrast friday’s show with the first show i saw of theirs at the scherzo:
| first scherzo show (spring 2002) | most recent scherzo show (winter 2004) |
| crazy late start (>11:15) | crazy late start (>11:15) |
| really shitty opening band (lounge act) | beyond shitty opening band (beef) – they may have the worst song ever performed live |
| an encounter with jose in the men’s washroom, including a statement about his intense desire to use the sink | an encounter with the guitarist/keyboardist/synchronizer player in the men’s washroom, including a statement about how bdr’s deal with the scherzo allowed him to piss in the sink |
| lots of melodic, poppy and fun new songs off of their then-new album, good morning beautiful | lots of noisy, jammy new songs off their new album, sweet confusion |
| very drunk and high band | very very very drunk and high band, to the point where jose’s only words the entire night were in spanish. oh, and the drummer apparently polished off a bottle of wine before the show. |
| jose and dylan wearing big parkas | dylan wearing overalls that fell down midway through a song, revealing stylish long johns. oh, and a by divine right t-shirt. he was that guy. jose wearing a pink toque and pretty boots. |
| in the crowd was my future girlfriend, sarah harmer. we also caught her smoking up outside after the show. | in the crowd was no one’s future boyfriend, kingston weather man/entertainment moron, bill hall, trying to look hip in his ckws jacket. |
| awful dancing people (including some women doing the elaine) | crazy insane dancing people, and one really bad dancer who made elaine look good, who chose to only dance to the darkness between sets |
| insanely late finish (2:30) | insanely late finish (2:20) |
the friday show was a good time, and by divine right entertained as always, but really they served more as a musical backdrop to the freakshow we couldn’t help but focussing on. picture mohawks, asymetrical haircuts, crazy body odour, questionable genders, lots of oldoldold, and half the crowd who considered themselves friends of the band.
OH MY GOD. ok, it was very cool when danny michel visited chumptastic, but now i’ve been visited by my arch nemesis who happens to share my name. a couple years ago when i was originally toying with registering my own domain name, i of course first thought of robpage.com, mainly because of a lack of creativity on my part. much to my chagrine, i found that it was already registered – by some guy with questionable web design skills. i visited the site a few times between 2001 and 2002, and found that the pictures changed a few times, and a link to the bon jovi web ring appeared. i kept thinking to myself – what if someone looking for me comes across that site and thinks i’m somehow responsible? i considered using the link at the top of the page to offer to buy the domain from him, but i never did for some reason.
anyway, this morning i was perusing through comments left on chumptastic and discovered that, by using yahoo to search for “robpage.com”, my name twin has found me. interestingly, i think that he’s the first person to ever find chumptastic by searching for something rob page-related – yay for an anonymous name (ironically, something that post linked to above talks about).
the comment he left was fitting – i would’ve expected nothing less. in fact, it’s the type of comment i would expect from my step-brother (again, someone the previously linked post discusses) if he were in any way techno saavy. oh, and one more thing – why are rob page and wife so orange? i do like the USA golf shirt though.
i guess he considers us friends now. perhaps i should add him to my christmas card list.
you’d think that someone would’ve caught the misformed HTML in this ad. apparently it was beyond their comprehension.
ok, so this afternoon at work i came across shardsoglass.com and had a good chuckle at its anti-smoking message. fine.
this evening, while attempting to make some juice, a bottle of wine that had been sitting on my fridge for several months decided to fall behind me, exploding into approximately a billion shards of glass. the irony was not lost on me. and, in case it comes up in trivial pursuit, it requires the better part of 3 shitty towels to mop up one shitty bottle of wine.
ok, so i was walking through the support centre today and i saw a girl who, at first glance, i thought had just come from field hockey practice. on my second pass through i realized she was wearing a skirt, and thus her shin pads look a little out of place. but wait, they weren’t shin pads – they were leg warmers. oh the humanity.
so, is this sketchy to anyone else?
i came home last night between 11:30 and 12 and there was a cab (of the ancient wood panelled station wagon variety) backed up to the front door of bobby orr tower, and a small asian girl lugging huge boxes out of the elevator. who moves out at 11:30 pm using a cab? weird.
for those interested, the gord martineau embarassment can be found here:
clip 1 clip 2 clip 3 clip 4
(number 1 is the “best”)
UPDATE (February 17/04): i’ve had to take the clips down due to a cease and desist order from city tv. that’s right – my first ever cease and desist!
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