Flashback Friday! Springing Forward edition.

In “honor” of Daylight Saving Time happening this weekend, I thought I’d bust out some sunny, feel good tunes.  My condolences to all my readers that still have snow on the ground!

I myself (and the Mrs.) will be heading out into the coastal woods for some nature time this weekend, hoping the seemingly non-stop rain gives us a break!

Wishing you all fair skies and easy sailing this weekend!

Turn up the volume and let the happy grooves move ya!

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Another Lesson Learned.

Most everyone that knows me, and those few of you that have been reading here for a while, know that I’m a vocal and ardent advocate for preparedness.

There are a number of factors that led me there, starting with a family Patriarch that grew up in the Depression era and the Boy Scout years of my youth.

Anyhow, I started getting really serious about it around 2008 or so, and while I wouldn’t say it’s my “lifestyle”, it certainly has been a constant in my life.

There are a number of pillars to preparing for the unknown – food, water, shelter, medical and hygiene, energy and a means of self defense.  The people that really go down the rabbit hole concentrate on a lot of other things too, but if you focus on the pillars, you’re going to be in much better shape than the vast majority of people, come what may.

When I first got serious about preparing, I was recently laid-off from a job, and while I found a new gig rather quickly,  we were very much in the world of the working poor.  Living check-to-check, no savings, nothing extra… barely squeaking by.

Nevertheless, I knew it was important and I was determined to build up food reserves, even if it was only a can or two a month.

I stuck to the sage advice I’d found online at the time – “store what you eat and eat what you store”.  The idea being that you would rotate through the backup foods without them spoiling and also avoid sending your body into  shock with an instant diet change, should disaster happen and you need to rely on your reserves. 

So that’s what I did, a couple cans here, a couple cans there until I started feeling like we had a good start on things.

Fast forward a short while, the employment situation had improved, I wasn’t quite destitute and I started getting smarter about my buying.  I would scour the weekly mailers from the 3 different grocery chains in our area and take advantage of the “loss leader” sales (big thanks to Jim “Lord Bison” Dakin for showing me that!) and then upped the ante even further with a Cosco membership so I could buy in bulk.  Things were looking up in the food storage realm, to the point of needing new furniture to store it all in!

Then, as often happens in life, things change.  We started trying to eat a little healthier, so we started going to farmer’s markets and avoided canned goods.  And we were all working more hours and I was constantly stressed out from work so we started getting lazy and relying more and more on takeout food.  When our daughter moved out, it seemed more of a hassle to cook and clean for just two so we got even lazier about cooking.

But in 2020 when “the Plague” hit, I really went off the deep end.  I was buying food like a maniac, storing it away and we continued eating out as much as possible, with the thinking that “this was it” and we needed to hold on to our stored foods as long as possible because there might not be any foods to obtain in the next year…  Or if there was, we might not be able to afford it. (Been there, done that!)

It seems foolish now, looking back, but the fear mongering propaganda was in hyper-drive at the time, so I was simply doing what I thought was prudent to make sure we could eat when everything fell apart.

Anyhow, that’s the (mostly) concise version that brings me up to the last couple weekends and a very important lesson that I learned the hard way.

As I said, I went off the deep end with the food buying AND we were cooking significantly less at home over the last 3+ years, and the Mrs. and I had determined that this year we were going to get back into cooking.  I’m no slouch in the kitchen and the Mrs. is an AMAZING cook, plus it’s better for both our physical and financial health, so it seemed like a smart move.  The problem was I had filled every nook and cranny in the kitchen, plus 6 or 7 large plastic crates and at least that many 5 gallon buckets on the periphery of the kitchen, so trying to find anything was an excersize in frustration. Keep in mind we live in a 650 square foot apartment!

It was time to clean house.

Over the last two weekends I spent close to 20 hours going through all the kitchen cabinets, checking expiration dates, looking for signs of deterioration or infestation and I threw out  LOT of food.  I do mean A LOT.  So far six big Hefty bags, full to my limits of lifting them, have gone in the dumpster.  It was painful. I felt like I was just flushing hard earned cash down the toilet.

But, I have no one to blame but myself.  I was lazy about it.  I didn’t bother with “proper” food storage techniques,  thinking we’d use it all before we needed to bother with that stuff.  As a consequence I had to throw out multiple bags of flour, boxes of pasta, cereal…all kinds of stuff that bugs got into over the years.  I didn’t properly rotate canned goods, so I found dozens upon dozens of expired foods.  Now, I’m not really a stickler for expiration dates, I’ll usually be comfortable with something a year or so out of date…but cans of tuna that expired 4 years ago? Canned beans with a “best by 2017”.  Nah, I’m not gonna risk it.

In short, I feel like a moron.  And what’s worse, I’ve been living with a false sense of security for a number of years.  Thinking you’re squared away and actually,  factually BEING squared away, are two different things.

I foolishly thought we had 6 months of food on hand, but after the cleanup, I’d guess we’re closer to 2 months.  Nothing to sneeze at of course, but it’s a shock to the system to make this realization.  I guess the silver lining is that I made the discovery BEFORE we needed to rely on it.  And while I was beating myself up about the “lost” money after throwing so much away, I convinced myself to look at it as having paid an “insurance premium” and didn’t need to make a claim.  For whatever reason that makes it easier to swallow.

I’m still a strong proponent of preparedness,  don’t get me wrong.  But take it from me, if you don’t do it with care it’s gonna cost you one way or another.  Luckily it only cost me money, and you can nearly always make more of that.  Much better than risking Botulism or something because the family is starving…

Right now with the world on edge and uncertainty and chaos around every corner,  I feel that preparedness is more important than ever, but don’t do it like I did – be SMART about it.   I’m out here learning lessons the hard way, so you don’t have to!

Be safe out there!  Thanks for stopping by!

A Sunny Sunday!

I know it’s still only February, but we woke up to shining sun and nice, mild temps so we changed up our Sunday morning routine and went for a nice long walk OUTSIDE, rather than going to the gym.  (We did hit the gym yesterday, but Sunday gym time is usually “written in stone” unless we’re traveling.)

Today we hit the Los Gatos Creek Trail, which was a little crowded, but it was glorious to be outdoors, hearing the birds chirppin’ away, the sounds of the rushing water, feeling the sun on our skin…  10,000X better than the best day at the gym!

Two of my goals for this year were to get outdoors more and to improve my overall health, so doing both at the same time was a real nice change of pace.

Sometimes a change will do you good!

Looking forward to Spring, it feels like it’s right around the corner.  This Winter hasn’t been particularly cold, but we’ve had wet, dreary weather more often than not and I’m ready to move on to some sun and fresh air!

Have a great day y’all!  Thanks for stopping by!

Concert Review: Magic City Hippies at The Regency Ballroom, San Francisco, CA

Alright, once again we’re off to see Magic City Hippies!  This is (I believe) our 9th time seeing them.  They’ve become sort of an annual Birthday tradition for our daughter, as they always seem to be in the Bay Area on the week of her birthday, and we’ve been to every Bay Area show they’ve done.  As my constant visitors may have gathered, we go to a LOT of shows, it is hands down our #1 form of entertainment, and MCH are our favorite live band so we do everything we can to see them when they are in town.

Tonight they played the Regency Ballroom, a venue we’ve been to numerous times.  It’s really a great place, aside from the fact that it’s in San Francisco… (Seriously, any bands or managers or promoters out there reading this – for the love of God, STOP booking everything in San Francisco! There ARE other cities in the Bay Area you know!?!)

Anyhow, my loathing of SF aside, we were all super excited to see the guys again, as their shows are just pure magic (no pun intended!).  The musicianship, the songs, the energy, the vibe…there is nobody like them!

The trip into the city was the usual mania.  The people up there drive like they don’t want to live!!  I always, ALWAYS get stressed out driving in SF, but for the Hippies I’ll still do it,  even on a “school night”.

The opening act tonight was a young man by the name of Josh Fudge.  We got there after he started his set, so we only got the last portion of it, but what we saw was really good.  It was just him and a drummer, so not a lot visually, but the songs were good and his enthusiasm was infectious.   He really seemed to be enjoying his moment on the stage.  I’d certainly be interested in seeing more.

Josh Fudge & unknown drummer

Up next in the middle support slot was The Palms from Los Angeles.   I was vaguely familiar with them having heard a few of their songs, which I liked.  I had a feeling they might be better live than on record, and I was right!

They are what you’d call a proper band – drums, bass, a keyboard player that doubled up on guitar and lap steel (!!), a lead guitarist and a vocalist that also played acoustic guitar on about half the tunes.  Refreshing!

Don’t know what happened to my pics of the Palms… I took them, but they’ve gone missing…

For me, the shining star of the show was their lead guitarist, he was really impressive.   He incorporated a number of styles in his playing as well as a full pallette of tones, and he was just fantastic.   And if I’m being honest,  he himself had about 70% of the charisma of the band.  Don’t get me wrong,  the band was solid as a rock.  They’re playing was darn near perfect, they just didn’t give much of a “performance” on stage.  Which is fine, not everyone is a showman.  It just took the excitement level down a couple of notches.  I’d give them a solid B+ on the set.  If they keep it up they could be something to behold with a few more tours under their belts.

The Hippies opened up with Body Like a Weapon, which is a mid-tempo number, and the set opened with a slow burn.  It didn’t take long before they were just tearing it up on stage.

Guitarist John was his usual extraordinary self.  His playing is so fluid and he’s an absolute wonder to watch when he’s in the zone.  I still miss the growl of his hollowbody guitar, which I haven’t seen him use in several years now and it appears the guys have traded in the Fender tube amps for digital pre-amps going straight to the PA, so there is a certain grittiness that is missing from the overall sound.  BUT, I must admit the tones are much more true to the sounds on the records…  A trade-off I can accept and most people that aren’t tone-snobs like myself would likely not even notice.

The greatest guitarist nobody knows about!

Robbie Hunter I still consider one of the best front men in modern music, and I was again reminded of what a stellar guitarist he is too!

Bassist Guillermo Belisario just keeps getting better and better.  His bass playing has always been excellent,  but he’s been taking on more duties on stage, playing some keyboards and singing harmonies.   Clearly an outstanding musician and he really holds it all together when the other guys are really going off. 

Drummer Pat…  What can I say?  He’s a true force behind the kit.  Watching him play reminds me of Keith Moon – not the parts he’s playing, but the WAY he plays.  It’s a straight up attack, and yet he never loses that deep Hippies groove.  I’m a fan.  I consider myself a better than average drummer and I’ve played a bunch of Hippies songs over the years, but I CANNOT play them like Pat.  He’s one if a kind.

Jake Pinto really has gelled with the boys now that he’s been on the road with them for a couple tours.   It’s almost like he was always there…  And when he, John and Robbie play 3 part harmonies on guitar?  Holy smokes!  It’s really special and frankly unheard of in modern bands.

There was also a new element to the show this time around that turned out to be an excellent addition.   I didn’t catch his name unfortunately,  but MCH had added another player on stage playing trumpet and percussion.   Let me tell you, this guy was off the charts impressive.  His horn playing was excellent, his percussion playing very tasteful and in the pocket and his stage presence and style was super high energy and fun to watch.  A really pleasant surprise and a great addition to the world’s best live band!

All in all, it was was an outstanding show.  Not that I expected anything less.  The Magic City Hippies are a shiny, gleaming needle in a haystack when it come to live music.  They have great songs, exceptional musicianship and it’s obvious to everyone in the room that they’re having a great time on stage, doing what they do best.

A big thanks to everyone involved, it was a GREAT night and a great way to end what turned into a Birthday Week for our daughter’s 30th!

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Road Trip: Monterey,  CA

This trip marks a very special occasion, our “baby” is celebrating her 30th birthday this week!  Hard to believe…

We’ve always been a “beach” family, as you might have gathered if you’ve read any of my earlier posts, but Monterey has ALWAYS been our daughter’s favorite.  While my wife and I grew up haunting the Santa Cruz Soquel and Capitola areas, if we ever asked the kid where she wanted to go, it was always Monterey.

This time around we stayed at the Portola Hotel and Spa, and it was really nice.  Beyond expectations even.  We had booked weeks ago and much to our surprise and delight, they gave us an unexpected “upgrade” to one of the Presidential Suites.  No kidding.  The room was bonkers. 

I haven’t stayed in a room this nice since the 90’s when I was lucky enough to be on the road crew with Dogstar in Australia and New Zealand.   It was off the charts for a hotel room, certainly bigger than our apartment!!

The trip was pretty mild and rather uneventful,  in a good way.  Mostly, we ate really fancy foods in nice restaurants (Jack’s & Schooner’s amongst others) and just hung out.  We also hit the touristy spots – Fisherman’s Wharf and the Monterey Bay Aquarium – too.  They were nothing new as we’ve been to both more times than we can count, but it was a good time nonetheless.  The Aquarium is truly spectacular.   If you’ve never been and you enjoy wildlife, you should definitely check it out once in your life.

All in all, it was a really nice time.  The forecast had called for rain, all day, every day for the time we were there, but luckily the weather people were waaay off and we had really mild weather.  Very little rain and even a touch of sun.  As a bonus, the weather kept the crowds down to a level that didn’t drive me out of my skin! 

Still coming to grips with our daughter turning 30, but this nice, mellow weekend sure helped keep smiles on our faces!  And we can’t help be feel grateful that our kid still likes to hang out with us!  We must have done something right along the way…

So much sweetness!!
The night view from our room.
A fine lunch was had here!

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A Small Victory

Buzz, buzz, buzz says the alarm at 5am…

Lizard Brain: Nah, too early, too tired, catch a few more Zzzz’s

Semi-conscious Brain: Get up, don’t be a lazy bastard.

Lizard Brain: Listen, you stayed up too late.  Drank champagne.  You’re too tired.  Go back to sleep.

Semi-conscious Brain: All that is true, but another 15 minutes of sleep isn’t gonna help anything…

Lizard  Brain: Yeah, but now it’s already been a couple minutes.  You’re gonna get out of the house late… It’ll stress you out and ruin your whole day.

Semi-conscious Brain: You’ve got a good point there…

Lizard Brain:  Of course I do… Listen, you can always go to the gym tomorrow to make up for today.  Go back to sleep.

Semi-conscious Brain:  Wait!  You sneaky SOB, putting off until tomorrow is what got me into this mess! STFU.

Lizard Brain: …  …  …

Next thing I know, I’m in my gym gear and brushing my teeth.  Yes, I DID in fact get out the door 5 minutes late.  Yes, my morning routine was rushed and a bit stressful.   However, I knew I’d regret missing a workout MORE than I’d appreciate the extra sleep.

I think I’ve finally turned a corner.  Turns out the hardest battles are often in your own head.  Sometimes you’ve got tell that comforting, excuse making voice in your head to shut up, and push yourself to do what you know is best…  Procrastination is one of my absolute worst habits and hard as hell to break, but the payoff feels great.  I highly recommend it.

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Why do I do this to myself?

The day started well…up at 5am, out the door to the gym by 5:15…  Good workout, healthy smoothie for breakfast…then I made the mistake of reading the news and saw this:

WASHINGTON—The Democratic-controlled Senate passed a $95.3 billion package backed by President Biden that contains a fresh round of aid for Ukraine and also funds for Israel and Taiwan, overcoming the objections of many Republicans who opposed spending so much money abroad.

So that’s swell…  Our “representatives” push this crap through in the middle of the night and announce it like they did something great for America.   Nothing about the tens of thousands of homeless on our streets, the importation of hundreds of thousands of vagrants from all over the globe… 

The majority of people in this country are getting CRUSHED by runaway inflation, businesses are closing left and right, and our infrastructure is crumbling, but hey, why not PRINT another 95 BILLION DOLLARS that we don’t have and can’t afford?  And then give it away to other countries…right before “tax season”.   Sounds like a solid plan.  I’m 1000% sure this super genius plan will “save our democracy” and we’ll all live happily ever after. Right?!?!

We are so screwed.  The lunatics are most definitely running the asylum, and there is no end in sight. At this point, any hope of a correction is going to take GENERATIONS, with a lot of hard decisions and agony along the way.

I love my country, or I should say I love the founding principles of my country, but I LOATHE my country’s government.   Parasites and charlatans, the whole lot of ’em!

Food, water, shelter, energy and a means of self defense.   Mental and physical fitness.   These are the things I feel I must focus on, and frankly I think we all should. 

Think about how crazy 2024 has been so far, and we’re only 7 weeks in!  Buckle up friends, we’re in for the ride of our lives this year…

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The End of an Era…

Today was a very sad day at the ol’ J.O.B.  One of my favorite employees of all time,  heck one of my favorite PEOPLE, has resigned and today was his last day.

It’s hitting me right in the feelz..

I’ve been managing buildings and running maintenance crews for over 20 years now.  I’ve had maybe 3 dozen different employees working for me over the years.  Out of that 3 dozen, I’d say 5 were outstanding.   Guys I’d take with me to the ends of the earth.  My guy leaving today is in the Top 3 of that 5.  The kind of employee you wish you could clone, so you could have a dozen just like him.  It’s a big, no, HUGE loss.  In a way, and I could never say this, lest the HR Harpies make my life a living hell, he’s kind of like the son I never had and he’s ready to leave the nest.

I’m 100% behind his decision to leave, and I actually think he’s doing the right thing in doing so.  It’s absolutely the best thing for his family and himself, so I hold no ill will or bitterness toward him.  In fact, I wish him nothing but the best.  It’s only for purely selfish reasons that I wish he weren’t leaving us.  But life is funny that way… those you never want to be without go, and those you wish would go, stay forever…

I’m gonna miss you Mr. Z, but I wish you continued success and a happily ever after!  These last 6 years working with you have been a real pleasure.   You’re one in a million, don’t let your new employer forget that!

I may be a little quiet for a bit while I process all this… but I’ll be back soon.

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RIP: Mojo Nixon

Just learned this morning that Punk-a-billy Pioneer Mojo Nixon has slipped this mortal coil.

If you don’t know Mojo, my condolences.   He really defies explanation.

The first tune of his I ever heard was “Jesus at McDonald’s”… and yes, it’s about as weird as you can possibly imagine.  “Mushroom Maniac” and “Debbie Gibson is Pregnant with my Two-Headed Love Child” are just a few more of his outlandish gems from way back when…  The titles alone should give you some idea of what you’re dealing with here…

Mojo and his musical partner, Skid Roper, put out a series of off-the-wall records back in the early days, and they were just fun and whacky.  No real musical prowess, though they certainly had a sound all their own.

I was lucky enough to see Mojo and Skid once at The Laundry Works in San Jose, must have been ’86/’87 and it was just a good ol’ silly time.  Goofy party music.

I read that he checked out after a blazing live set and closing down the bar.  I would have expected nothing less.

Mojo, you’ll be missed.  You charted your own path and did things your way.  And for that the world is a better and weirder place for which I and many Gen X / punk rock kids are grateful!

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Flashback Friday!  Roaring 90’s Editon

Despite the fact that I was born in the 60’s, fell in love with music in the 70’s only to become wildly obsessed with music in the 80’s, there were a lot of really original, talented bands in the 90’s that I really dug. There was a ton of crap too, don’t get me wrong. Boy Bands, anyone?

We were fortunate to have one of the earlier “alternative” stations in the Bay Area – the Quake, and then Live 105, but these guys below were all getting the love from college radio first. Ahh, the good old, pre-internet, music discovery days!

Today’s flashback is dedicated to the wild, untamed, bands of the 90’s that continued to blaze new trails in Rock & Roll!

The first song I ever heard from 311 and it knocked me out! Saw them live for the first time touring for the follow up album and I’m still a fan!
These guys got a lot of grief in the press, but if you ask me this was a great song from a great album. Their biggest hit was nothing like the rest of the record, and their one “Pop Hit” bought them a lot of undeserved slagging.
Ok, technically this was released in ’89, but the 90’s were all about NIN. This is where it all started.
I was lucky enough to know Primus as just another local band trying to make a name for themselves and saw many a live show before they blew up! Incredible live shows, off the charts musicianship!
Another local band I used to see all the time – sometimes WITH Primus! Pure energy, stellar playing, non stop groove. They should have been huge. The world wasn’t ready…
These guys were really unique. Another cool Bay Area band. The Skin album is very eclectic, but chock full of great songs. Rented my drum kit as backline equipment to them for one of their gigs in Palo Alto back in the day… Got a major label record deal but sadly never really caught on.

Have a great weekend y’all.

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