after many months, i recently finished making





and over the weekend i attended



this festival is organized around the story of bredo, a norwegian man who was shipped to the u.s. by his grandson who then had him cryogenically frozen. the grandson was deported and amidst the controversy that ensued with the locals upon discovering that there was a frozen dead body hanging around, the company tuff shed stepped in to house bredo, while his family still spends quite a bit of money to keep him on dry ice. now a local festival sponsored by tuff shed is organized around this story. i went saturday, and the highlights were the hearse parade, polar plunge, and the coffin races. an actor from belgium was there, entering in all the races while being taped for a tv show.



i did not get to tour bredo's home ($25!) or drink the dead guy ale. but i did get some postcards, caught a snippet of the film made about it, and saw my future pet, a super grey alpaca.



i'm leaving for baltimore in the morning. i'll be there from wednesday night until saturday morning, then in new york till the following saturday. i'll have some work and some play to do, but mostly play. any suggestions on events of interest? i'll probably have little access to a computer on this trip, so i'll post my cell phone number in my journal if anyone feels like calling.

oh man, this was a rough one. kinda pulled it out of my butt at the last minute (if you can't tell)...

anyway, it's here.

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Whoo Hoo! I'd bake you this if I were in Chicago! : ) Happy 27th! You beat me to it every year, damn you!

Love,
Kate

C                                 Am

A candy colored clown they call the sandman

Dm                      G13

Tiptoes to my room everynight

 C                                Am

Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper

        F           G7           C

Go to sleep, everything is all right

            C

I close my eyes

              Dm

Then I drift away

          G7

Into the magic night

          C

I softly say

           C

A silent prayer

              Dm

Like dreamers do

               G7

Then I fall asleep to dream

              C

My dreams of you

     C                  G7

In dreams I walk   with you

     F       G7        C

In dreams I talk   to you

     (C)

In dreams you're mine

D7

All of the time, we're

   C Dm  G    C     Dm   G7

Together in dreams, in dreams

     C      Fm       C

But just before the dawn

    C        Fm          C

I awake and find you're gone

         C                              Dm

I can't help it   I can't help it  if I cry

G7          C

I remember that you said goodbye

          C        F          G7

It's too bad that all these things

          C     F       G7

Can only happen in my dreams

 C        D7

Only in dreams

   Dm7 G7      C

In beautiful dreams

"In Dreams" has no verses or chorus. This song is kind of hard to sing. I don't have a particularly good range, and this song slowly ascends from its lowest notes in the beginning, to the highest note, which is in the word "only," I believe.
I am really fascinated by the phrase "Candy Colored Clown." Such nice alliteration, but what does it mean, really?
I like to sing "Blue Velvet."
Candy Colored Clown.
I hate you clown.

12:33:41 courtney: weird... I'm getting IMs from Kev's daughters mobile thingy
12:33:47 courtney: from her friend though
12:34:29 cecil: uh oh! secrets
12:34:32 courtney: oh man!
12:34:39 courtney: someoe said u were hot
12:34:42 courtney: (quote)
12:35:05 cecil: so it's who to who? a friend of hers thinks you are hot?
12:35:28 courtney: a friend of hers typed that in... said someone at their lunch table said I was hot
12:35:31 courtney: hahaha
12:35:42 cecil: right on!
12:35:59 courtney: I dunno if to be flattered or creeped out
12:36:05 cecil: haha, yeah
12:36:16 courtney: it's a bit of a MILF position
12:36:18 courtney: lol
12:36:27 cecil: ha! yeah
12:36:50 courtney: scary that I'm in that position at all
12:36:51 cecil: SMILF
12:36:54 courtney: HAHAHA
12:37:03 courtney: that is way too close to SMURF
12:37:07 cecil: haha
12:37:36 courtney: (thinking of what SMURF could stand for)
12:39:20 cecil: Step Mom U R Fucking (present tense as opposed to future "i'd like")
12:39:28 courtney: NICE
12:39:45 courtney: I'm so blogging this
12:39:51 cecil: haha, cool

...at the Slipknot concert.
I'm real disappointed they played mostly old stuff,
cause the newest album is a serious metal masterpeice.

Shadows Fall, Lamb Of God,
and
(whatever the extremely forgetful name of the first band was) were all HORRENDOUS-
Lamb Of God played mostly their straight forward material (but I don't like them anyway),
Shadows Fall was puuuuuu55y,
and that first band wasn't that bad, and I pulled out some good mosh, but it was over before it began.
Five songs they played. I'd probably rather not play.

BUT,
I have to say, having your butt handed to you
by a 45 year old giant man is kinda humbling,
but I kept it hardcore in the pit,
and I told him after Shadows Fall,
"Excuse me, that was a *great* shoulder tackle, SIR. Good job knocking people down."
He was definitely with his construction worker buddies.

The best part was the true freaks of the show (which I predict I'll become).
Creepy old dudes that are just TOO into it.
One dude, shirtless, mid 40's, ponytail, missing teeth, and random tattoos was trying to pull people in the pit relentlessly. People were like, "GET OFF ME!"
Another dude, looked like a scary version of Randy Quaid and would uncomfortably grab people on the shoulder, stare at them and point the metal goat hand sign right in people faces while headbanging. I got many high fives from that dude.

Afterwards, the Victory Records street team was outside,
and after looking at the track listing I had to give the samplers back and say,
"I don't support Christian Hardcore bands, thanks."

We later got to the car, and I quickly drove to the Victory Records van,
stopped right in front and screamed things such as
"if you support Satan, don't take these cd samplers!"
and
"Jesus wants you to take these cds! Fuck that guy!"

The concert was less than perfect,
but all in all it was real fun people watching
and hanging out with good friends.

love,
joe.