http://www.cafepress.com/thickets

I have set up an online store for myself at http://www.cafepress.com/thickets 

There is nothing there yet. But there will be…there will be. I’ll be selling stuff with my art on it. Specifically I’m thinking “Where the Great Old Ones Are” mugs and mousepads. I know that cafepress has crappy shirts so I won’t be doing any of that. I want to do a design for a clock. That would be fun. I’m sure more ideas will come to me but until then, can you think of anything from my past repertoire, or an idea you have that you need drawn that you want to go 50/50 on?

Come on, now’s your big chance!

Just Send Me the Blow Up Dolls

I think it actually takes less time to get to work on bike than on the bus. Crazy.

My current art job is over. On to the next – pinups for Bad Girl chocolates. I spent all of my time on my computer and at my drawing board this weekend, and the forecast for the next 5 evenings is the same. Some of my time spent has been putting profiles up on stupid stupid dating sites that I hate. I registered a week or two ago on lavalife but did nothing else. Not even browsed. As soon as I filled out the few fields necessary to have an account on the site I felt so disgusted I closed Firefox. Then a couple days ago they sent me an email with free credits (enough to contact two people) so I put up my profile and poked around a bit. It’s very difficult to put up a positive “hey look at me! I’m so awesome, I’m single!” profile when that’s pretty much the opposite of what you’re feeling, and you hate the fact that you’re even on the site. There’s this one question on OKCupid – “are you happy with your life?” which is a trick question that I refuse to answer. Another way to phrase that question is “are you happy you’re looking for meaningful companionship on the internet?”

Throw up.

Deep Sea 3D Review

Here’s what I wrote on the imdb for Deep Sea 3D

If cavemen were thawed out from a block of ice and saw a program on a TV, they would look at eachother and say (in their cavemen tongue) “that’s magic!” If the same cavemen were at a screening of Deep Sea 3D at the IMAX theater they would rip out their own eyes and try to beat eachother to death with them because it is dark dark magic that will grab you by your very soul. I had been waiting a long time to see the sights in this film and I was not disappointed. But the keyword here is “sights.” Although this film definitely merits a 9 out of 10, there were a few small things that kept it from hitting that “10/10” mark.

I have no problem with Johnny Depp or Kate Winslet, or their voices. However, the back and forth narration with them basically finishing one another’s sentences was distracting.

I can understand why they added their own sound effects to “enhance” the movie, but it got a little over-the-top at times, and I think if one wasn’t particularly perceptive they might not realize that what they were hearing was essentially special effects added to a nature documentary. Now don’t tell me “well 3D is a special effect too but you’re not complaining about that!” The difference is, they are up front about the 3D effect. Simply adding a disclaimer at the beginning of the film to the effect of “some audio effects have been added” would have been a nice gesture.

I know IMAX films are expensive to produce, and I guess it could be interpreted as a compliment when one comes out of a movie saying “I wish there were more,” but it really was too short. As long as you know when you’re shelling out your $11.50 that you’re only getting 45 minutes, you’ll be okay. (Really, for me, the bits with the humboldt squid and the pacific octopus made it money well spent)

So apart from these minor annoyances, Deep Sea 3D is definitely something you should treat yourself to in the theaters while you can! Hopefully in a couple of years they’ll have the expertise to give us a 3D IMAX film about the weird and grotesque sea creatures in the abyss!

For the First Time in my Life I Own an Umbrella

I have never owned an umbrella. If I have to go out when it’s raining, I just get wet. Usually, it doesn’t matter. I’m not going anywhere so important that I have to be dry. However yesterday I went for an appointment at Radical Games and I wished I wasn’t soaked when I got there. So when I dropped by The Comicshop afterwards (to drop off tickets to the Con Fu gaming convention) and Ryan asked me how I was doing and I replied “wet,” he offered me an umbrella that someone left at the store. I took it. And I used it on my journey home.

I think that two things in the world should have no monetary value: bikes and umbrellas. I recall a story that in some city in Washington they had a program where there was a communal bike program. Bikes just lay all over town and if you came by one and you needed it, you hopped on. When you arrived at your destination, you left the bike nearby so somebody could use it. Umbrellas should be the same way – there should be no ownership. If you go out and halfway through the day it stops raining, leave your umbrella in that bucket at the closest store. Or they could have umbrella depots on every block, maybe right beside phone booths. I’d be willing to give up my free umbrella to the program – how about you?

Pretty Much the Coolest Thing in the World

I just don’t understand why some people aren’t as interested in deep sea life as I am! Weird!

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Are all my readers gone? It’s been a week since I posted anything of substance. Well my friends, I have been busy drawing. I have 3 art jobs to catch up on and I took 5 days off my day job to work on them. I went from practically never watching TV to watching hour after hour day after day. So I’m caught up on all the dumb commercials. Through an amazing set of circumstances, I haven’t missed an episode of America’s Next Top Model since the new season started. Last night they got rid of my second favourite. I liked her because she wasn’t stupidly skinny. Toren’s top model is, of course, the one with the short, dyed red hair, Molly Sue.

I’ve also been watching a lot of Turner Classic Movies. I love that channel. LOVE IT! And I’ve been taping some science documentaries.

The other night I had a dream that Taylor and I were on a Greyhound to Chilliwack. I sat next to a girl who happened to be incredibly cute and we bonded over a Fugazi song. I missed my stop when we got to Chilliwack (the Greyhound became a city bus) so she invited me to her place. It was a great way to start a dream but then it became an exercise in frustration as I met her crazy grandma and I spent the rest of the dream trying to find my wallet in my backpack.  

Terrible Secrets of Nerd Rock

Warren (you know, our guitarist) emailed me from the UK (you know, where he is living) asking how things were going with the band (you know, The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets). I haven’t got around to emailing him back (it’s one of those emails with 30 questions and you only have time to answer one so you file it for later) so I thought I’d post it as an update and point of interest for the teeming masses.

Writing is going pretty well. It can be frustrating sometimes as a singer because often there is nothing for me to do when the guitarists are working out riffs and whatnot but usually I am plotting and scheming regardless. I find I work better when I don’t have to try to talk over people and amplified instruments (wouldn’t it be novel to write acoustically) and when I have the luxury of time. For example I have created two audio tapes of little melodies and song ideas that I have come up with over a period of months (or years), which I have given to each band member. Now I don’t expect every idea I come up with to be Thicket Hit #1 but I get the impression that the band isn’t interested in homework, whereas that dynamic works well for me. I bring my tape recorder to practice and when the band breaks out with a spontaneous creation I will record it, bring it home, listen to it over and over and try to come up with a melody/structure for lyrics and provide other feedback (and hope it hasn’t completely changed by the next practice). The band has been doing that for themselves as well, but the one tape that Mario was asked to ‘study’ (it had some jam material that Warren was really stoked on which he made a point of getting from me to give to Mario) has sat dormant on the couch since Warren left.

It is also frustrating to spend hours in transit to have to spend a half hour of the writing sessions going over old material so that the other guys can “warm up.” I guess if they need it, they need it, and it’s too much to hope that they could take the time to warm up before I arrive. It just seems like we could be spending that time working on our #1 priority which is writing a new album.

That leads me to another point. Bob wants to have a part in the band. Bob has been a problem for years because although he is a great musician, an enthusiastic band member, and a fun guy all around, his commitment levels stink. When Bob says “I’ll be there” that pretty much means there’s about a 50% chance he’ll back out. We’ve cancelled more shows at the last minute than I’d care to remember because of Bob. Now when Bob asked me if he could play a part in writing and performing I said “sure Bob, but only if you can commit.” From a performance perspective that’s particularly important. After Troy (you know, our bass player for the years 2000-2004) left for Calgary we were really in a pickle until we finally pushed through Merrick’s (you know, my brother) resistance to commit as bassist. After we got that commitment, suddenly Mario was picking up the bass at practice leaving Merrick to sit around like me, and I made a point of bringing that up. Jordan and Warren were of the view that the writing dynamic was better with Mario on bass and Merrick didn’t object because a) that was probably true even though a few new songs were based (bassed?) on Merrick’s riffs (also done at home by himself) and b) he probably didn’t want to play bass anyway. Merrick’s attitude has always been “why bother if it’s not going to be perfect” which is why he keeps pointing out our mistakes while we’re live on stage. Which is a crap attitude. I digress. With Warren gone, Mario is playing guitar and Merrick is back on bass and that’s working out fine.

When Bob said “can I come to practice” I said “sure” because we had kind of hit a plateau with the songs we’d been working on and I knew Bob would have something to bring to the work, if he showed at all. I had neglected to tell Merrick, however, so when Bob did show up Merrick overreacted. I guess his first thought was that we were kicking him off of bass again. So I had to smooth things over. It would be extremely useful to have Bob play bass live when he’s available. At that point we had just played with NoMeansNo with Bob so we were still jazzed about that. However, since then Jordan said “no more live shows – let’s concentrate on writing” which isn’t a bad idea (unless you’re a fan who wants to see us live, or a band member who wants more money in the band account). We agreed with that (for now) which basically means we won’t need to practice old material, which in turn means Bob’s value to the band at this time is not as great (again, given his intermittent availability – I’d love to have him help write but it’s problematic).

So when we practice we generally practice from 5pm-8pm on Sundays (the rest of the band also practices on Wednesday nights but I am not available then). That is when my bus is on time and when Jordan doesn’t leave early. For me to make this time in Chilliwack I leave my house at 1:30pm (to catch the 2:30 Greyhound), and I get home some time after 11pm. So that’s ten hours out of my day for a three hour practice. Granted I often spend my time on the bus working on songs with my dictaphone and notebook when the drone of the bus isn’t putting me to sleep. It costs $32 for a round trip to Chilliwack, and since we started writing in earnest I am usually out every weekend. After we sold the van, but before I had a full time job, I worked out with the band that in order for me to make practice with any regularity I would have to dip into band money to mitigate the ~$100 monthly cost. Since I got my full time job I have just been using my own money. Last practice however, I was informed that Mario would be dipping into band funds to the tune of $200 for 2 months retroactive jam space rental, and from here on in we’d be paying $100/month. That was the first I heard of it. I don’t think it’s unfair. I also don’t think it’s unfair for me to go back into some tithing for my travel expenses once in a while if need be. Of course I’m tracking everything in the big book of Thickets lucre. Sorry, is this getting dull?

Finally, the last struggle with the band is trying new things. In my dreams we would have violins and other fruity things on the new album but getting the band to break out of our guitar-drum-bass mold is difficult theoretically and practically. We simply don’t have violins or piano or moogs during the writing process which to some extent precludes their appearing during recording because we don’t plan to accommodate them. I guess if we were all really good musicians with an unlimited studio budget we could go for it. But even with the tools at hand it’s difficult to get out of our respective comfort zones. Getting Jordan to do something quirky on the drums requires constant badgering. There seems to be this small window in the songwriting process–after we’ve sorted out what the main riffs will be but before we’ve repeated the structure more than 5 times–where the band members are receptive to dramatically altering, adding to, or deleting what has been worked out. I really want to make sure our songs stand out from eachother–not quite to the extent of Ween but I definitely don’t want all of our songs to sound the same. The good news is that we were jamming out a very Eastern sounding ditty last practice.

So despite all my complaining, we have been making slow and steady progress and I am pretty pleased with the work so far. Warren wants to come back to help us record in May, but I think it’s optimistic to think we’ll be ready to record by then. We currently have about 8 or 9 proto-songs. I would like to write closer to 20 and if necessary pare down to 15 or so. I always feel cheated if I get less than 12 songs on a CD.

Despite the fact that we have a half dozen well-formed songs, I’ve really only written lyrics for one of them (although I have worked out melodies and structure for all of them). My original idea for the album was that the entire album would be one narrative, and on stage we could act out the narrative like a musical. That would mean we would have to have all of the songs written without lyrics and then I would decide what order they’d appear on the album and then write lyrics that tell the story from song 1 to song 14. I am having second thoughts about this strategy. First off, I’m having a hell of a time coming up with a story that is going to fit a format of a series of songs. Secondly, this may not be in the band’s best interests if, for example, we want to get one of our songs on, say, the radio. Unless the lyrics are very general, they would be meaningless standing alone. I am constantly weighing how important lyrics are – whether it’s the actual meaning or simply the structure of a series of catchphrases that sound good together. I have always taken some amount of pride in the fact that most of my lyrics are reasonably unique, but on the other hand, I really don’t think most people care. Certainly when it comes to most of my favourite songs I have absolutely no idea what they’re about, nor do I particularly care, but they are still awesome songs that I’d be ecstatic to have had a part in. So I’m wondering if I’m going to be hamstringing a song’s “commercial success” by being completely obscure with lyrics or if it just doesn’t matter. In the past I’ve never been too concerned about our music’s commercial success, but this time it would be nice. And I’d like to reassure you there’s no danger of us writing a “lovely lady lumps” song. So I don’t really know how committed I am to the cohesive album narrative concept. Perhaps it will just be a handful of songs telling some kind of Lovecraftian tale, and the rest will be about unrelated nerdy miscellany. One idea I am working on is about geologic time periods.

The Top'sters Are On To Me

While I was eating chicken and broccoli at Top’s today the ba ba (father) and his daughters came in. Normally it’s just me and the ma ma. Ba ba saw that I was studying my pu tong hua and so I had a very xiao conversation which was little more than

“how are you”
“I’m good”
“thank you”
“goodbye”

But he said I spoke it well so that’s something. Watch out China, here comes whitey. I didn’t know how to say “there’s a fly in my lunch” so I left it at that.

18 Days Until SMCP

I’m getting excited about the Saturday Morning Cartoon Party. I still haven’t decided on a theme. In the running:

April Fool’s: A good theme given the day of the party. There is a Star Trek Animated episode called “Practical Joker” and I can think of a couple other cartoons that could squeeze into the theme (Clone High, Powerpuff Girls, Sea Lab 2021) but what about Battle of the Planets, 1940’s Superman, and Galaxy Rangers? Difficult.

Mind Swap: I’ve considered this theme for years now. Super fun and “The Tick vs Science” is one of my favourite episodes, plus there’s “The Great Brain Robbery” a recent episode of Justice League Unlimited that’s quite good.

Monsters: A nice general theme that could give me a wide range of choices.

Eldritch Horrors: I recently watched a Freakazoid! episode that I had on tape for years but never got around to watching. Cthulhu was in it. There’s also Cthulhu episodes of Real Ghostbusters, Justice League (but it’s long), and…oh I guess that’s it. Damn.

Best Of: When I was planning on moving to China I thought this might be the last SMCP for a while, so I wanted to really show off my favourite episodes of all time. Now I don’t know where I’ll be next year (so there’s still no guarantee there will be another SMCP).

I sooooooooo want to crack open thos Coco Straws I got in the mail from the UK. Got to…unh!