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I suppose for some of you, this last weekend was about celebrating the birth of the Easter Bunny or something. For me, it was just another weekend like any other, complete with ups and downs.
On Friday night, I had a long practice with my piano trio project. It's just bass, drums, piano and vocals with me covering the latter two. We have not yet been able to decide on a name for ourselves. I like "The Three Drink Minimum," but they think it's too long and, if we're playing bars, potentially confusing and off-putting. I also like "Smoke" as I'm trying to pick something evocative of the dark lounge music we think we're playing. But that got shot down, too. In a band where the pianist loves art rock and the bassist loves Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, it's hard to pick a name. Any suggestions?
To help you brainstorm, I've got a couple of MP3s for you. They're from the afore-mentioned Friday night rehearsal, so it's just a microphone in a room, hardly professional quality. But I think they convey the gist of themselves.
Oh, yeah, the rest of the weekend. Saturday was pretty cool. Doll and I went to our friend Charlie's place in West New York (New Jersey) to see his cat and her five new kittens. They were very kitteny. Afterwards, we went into the city, threw back some tequila then went and saw Slither, which was surprisingly not awful. It deserves the 84% it has on RottenTomatoes.com.
Yesterday... well, yesterday was symptomatic of a trend since Thursday, that of Doll playing the new Tomb Raider. Considering that she's been waiting for this game for months if not years, you would think it would be a cause for celebration. Instead, the game frustrates her so much that she remains in an almost perpetual bad mood the entire time. Walking through the city on Saturday and seeing Slither was the most bubbly she was since she got that fucking game. The rest of the time has been bitterness. I can't wait until she beats it.
Me? I read some Fantastic Four comics, bought some new Radiohead, digitized the piano trio rehearsal and watched Kurosawa's The Bad Sleep Well (and later, the first episodes of Beast Wars Transformers). It was a quiet Sunday, but I've had worse.