I'm so mad I can't go, this sounds awesome. Natasha Shneider will be missed. Every time I listen to A Song For The Deaf I'll be all bummed out...
Anyway, here's the information on it:
Natasha Shneider Celebration Concert
On Saturday August 16th at the Henry Fonda Theater in Los Angeles, Queens of the Stone Age will perform a concert in celebration of the life of Natasha Shneider.
QOTSA will be accompanied by friends PJ Harvey, Jack Black + Kyle Gass, Matt Cameron, Brody Dalle, Jesse Hughes, Billy F. Gibbons, Chris Goss, and Alain Johannes, who will help them perform songs from the limits of the QOTSA catalog and beyond.
Proceeds from the event will go to defray the costs associated with Natasha’s battle with cancer. Tickets are $100 and go on sale this Saturday, July 19th @ Ticketmaster (click HERE)
If you cannot attend but would like to donate to help relieve the burden of Natashas fight with cancer please visit www.natashashneider.org
This actually turned out to be a lot better than I was initially expecting. For the complete list, check out the UG News section. Anyway, here's my comment I put on it: This is actually a better setlist than I expected. I'm not going to take time to copy and paste every song I like. Ah, who am I kidding: (And Disturbed solely for the O WAH AH AH AH part haha)
Immediate Favorites: Jane's Addiction Elvis Costello (Fuck yes!) Journey The Mighty Mighty Bosstones (They're doing big band swing!!!!!) Rage Against the Machine Rush\ Tenacious D (Oh my ****ing god, this will rock...) Talking Heads (YES!!!!!)
04. Alice In Chains "Man in the Box" 1990's 05. Allman Brothers "Ramblin' Man" 1970's 08. Beastie Boys "So Whatcha Want" 1990's 09. Beck "E-Pro" 2000's 14. Bon Jovi "Livin' on a Prayer" 1980's 15. Cheap Trick "Hello There" 1970' 18. Disturbed "Down with the Sickness" 2000's 19. Dream Theater "Panic Attack" 2000's 20. Duran Duran "Hungry Like the Wolf" 1980's 21. Elvis Costello "Pump It Up" 1970's 22. Fleetwood Mac "Go Your Own Way" 1970's 23. Foo Fighters "Everlong" 1990's 26. Jane's Addiction "Mountain Song" 1980's 27. Jethro Tull "Aqualung" 1970's 28. Jimmy Eat World "The Middle" 2000's 29. Joan Jett "Bad Reputation" 1980's 30. Journey "Anyway You Want It" 1970's 31. Judas Priest "Painkiller" 1990's 32. Kansas "Carry On Wayward Son" 1970's 39. Megadeth "Peace Sells" 1980's 41. Mighty Mighty Bosstones "Where'd You Go" 1990's 42. Modest Mouse "Float On" 2000's 43. Motorhead "Ace of Spades" 1980's 45. Norman Greenbaum "Spirit in the Sky" 1960's48. Pearl Jam "Alive" 1990's 49. Presidents Of The Usa "Lump" 1990's 50. Rage Against The Machine "Testify" 1990's 52. Red Hot Chili Peppers "Give it Away" 1990's 54. Rush "The Trees" 1970's 57. Social Distortion "I Was Wrong" 1990's 58. Sonic Youth "Teenage Riot" 1980's 59. Soundgarden "Spoonman" 1990's 61. Steely Dan "Bodhitsattva" 1970's 62. Steve Miller Band "Rock'n Me" 1970's 63. Survivor "Eye of the Tiger" 1980's 64. System Of A Down "Chop Suey" 2000's 65. Talking Heads "Psycho Killer" 1970's 66. Tenacious D "Master Exploder" 2000's 70. The Grateful Dead "Alabama Getaway" 1980's 71. The Guess Who "American Woman" 1970's 72. The Muffs "Kids in America" 1990's 73. The Offspring "Come Out & Play (Keep 'em Separated)" 1990's 75. The Who "Pinball Wizard" 1960's 78. Bang Camaro "Night Lies" 2000's 84. That Handsome Devil "Rob the Prez-O-Dent" 2000's
Very solid setlist. Can't wait to play Pump It Up and Psycho Killer. Qu'est-ce que c'est?
I can't wait for Tencaious D. I'm totally singing that one. I think it's going to be funny watching people who've never heard Talking Heads try and sing/lsten to Psycho Killer. I'm so happy they're including swing and big band with The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, as well as the fucking MOUTAIN SONG (Comin' up the mountain!!!!!!!). Journey's going to kick ass. Rage and Ush are always solid. One of my personal fvaorite songs right now is Pump It Up, by Elvis Costello, so that's going to be a hell of a time playing this.
Still not decided between this and Guitar Hero IV, though (If I can really get either), so I'll have to wait until I can compare the setlists, though I'm still leaning a bit towards GHIV. (The bands mentioned above almost took sllthat momentum away, though.)...
Well, it was okay. Fourth of July was cool and all, but the rest of it was meh.
My step-dad's family has this cabin up at Lake Almanor/Mount Lassen on the lake and we just hang out there. I brought a bunch of rented comics from my local library like The Spirit, B.P.R.D./Hellboy, Batman: Year One, etc., as well as some Guitar Player mags, my guitar (duh), a slew of 30+ CDs, like 15-20 cassettes (hey, I like music, right?) and my PSP with 6 games.
Still thoroughly bored.
Granted, that's kind of the point of vacations, to separate yourself from whatever you normaly do, but I kind of like sitting at home in front of the computer doing jack shit. It's what I'm good at, you know> Not to say I'm a lazy ass, but it's summer. I hate summer. I hate heat, and I don't like being outside, ESPECIALLY when it's hot. And Summer. Thus, not a cool time of the year for me (no pun intended, but if you found it funny, I guess it was).
Plus, I've got summer work for my AP US History class, my Honors American Literature class, and this online Rock History Class I'm taking until like the end of this month. So, I like being lazy when when means I'm quasi-apathetic.
Anyway, a few highlights on this vacation:
I bought some records (surprise! What do I always do when I travel? Buy some damn records, that's what!).
Boston - Don't Look Back
Boston - Third Stage
Flash Gordon - Original Soundtrack Music by Queen (:haha, I love the
Foreigner - Foreigner
Kansas - Leftoverture (Carry on my Waaaaaaaaayward
And a few 45s: (Artist - A-Side/B-Side)
Herbie Hancock - Rockit (Album Version)/Rockit
Queen - Crazy Little Thing Called Love/Spread Your Wings
The Kinks - Destroyer/Come Dancing
Also, I found one of the most awesome songs I've ever heard, you should look this up now:
Elvis Costello - Pump It Up
I love it sooooo much right now, I'm going to talk Sam into learning it for the band.
Here's what I got from the UG "News" section today:
Queens Of The Stone Age frontman Josh Homme has defended himself against accusations that he is a homophobe after an outburst at a show in Norway, reports NME.com.
Homme had a fan pulled from the crowd after a shoe(Fixed!, -Chris) was thrown at him during their set at the Norwegian Wood festival in Oslo on June 13, and threatened to “butt-fuck” him.
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The incident subsequently appeared in a YouTube clip and Homme responded to many blogger and media accusations of being a homophobe:
“Member of the Peanut Gallery:
"Some journalists & citizens on the internet & are wondering: Q? Am I a homophobe because I included a slang for gay in with other "acceptable" curse words during a verbal lashing I gave a young concertgoer, after being hit by his shoe, during a show the other day? A= Nope. My gay family & friends, as well as myself, KNOW I am not a homophobe. For years now I've known gay is not a choice; one's skin color doesn't determine one's intelligence level; & red hair doesn't mean you're someone's stepchild. You see, it's not the words, it's their intent. I never said, nor suggested, that being gay is wrong, but apparently, based on your outrage to my flu-infused rant, you do! By that logic... I also told that young whipper snapper I'd have anal sex with him... how can I possibly reconcile these opposing viewpoints? I called him a pussy too. Does it mean I hate our one worlds' collective vagina? I never have been nor intend to be politically correct. That's your cross to bear. To me, that PC world would suck more shit than the porta-potty truck at Glastonbury."
"Homophobic? I'm in Queens Of The Stone Age for crissake... You say, "So. Your band name doesn't prove anything." Maybe not. But it's a helluv a lot more definitive than the logic of some watchdog... (sorry canine-American, canine-European, canine-African, canine-Australian & canine-Asian) moralist, keeping score from pure perfectionville? If your glass house is squeegeed that clean & you need to do something, do what the great philosopher Bill Hick's once suggested: - forgive me-. Or don't. I'm not asking for either, OK? I think you should let both of your cheeks go loose so the stick will drop out. Either way I expect that you'll soon find another injustice from your chair, then roll to your bullhorn & point it out to the rest of us... Because you're so above it all. Or If you'll allow me to translate a wish of mine into your PC lingo: Will you please go have, consensual, sex with yourself. Pretty please with all natural, carbon offset sugar on top.
Sincerely, Mr. Missundastood A.K.A. Joshua, Baby Duck, Jho Head Choreographer & Do Stuff Corporation's pansexual spokes-thing”
I've always hated the PC world, and I'm completely with Josh on this one. I especially hate how Attack of the Show on G4 was talking about how childish and immature they saw him as for singling out that douchebag.
So a network aimed at teens, gamers, and even more demographics yet is calling someone immature?
Uh-huh. "Epic Fail" indeed, G4.
Well, as the title states, Homme is way up there on my list of awesome people, up there with Brian Setzer.
Peace, I'll probably need to go to bed sometime...
PS, found the perfect QotSA tone last night (I guess that's applicable, it's morning...)
We found out today (myself, I found out maybe 5 minutes ago how long Zeus had, and it's about six months. This, depressingly, puts it projected around Christmas. There is no means for it to heal, we only can wait.They couldn't take it out, or it would just get worse. This is depressing, but I'm the only one who knows what's going on and isn't crying (I haven't seen my dad, but I guess that makes it just my mom). I mean, it's not that I don't love the guy (Zeus), it's rather I see it as more time for me to play with him and spend time with him, even though I hate being outside in the summer (and summer as a whole).
Well, the only development besides that is that he got his radar collar taken off, and now he has a bunch of staples instead of stitches/sutures. It was pretty nasty, in the sense it's kind of disturbing seeing staples on your dog's face, good or bad.
Warning: This is a wall of text, and is just me reciting old memories I've had with my dog. The first 5 or so paragraphs are the only things you need to know, or that are what the point of this blog is initially. After that, though, is insight on who he is to me, the other point being how gald I am I've had him. That being said...
I guess it's about time I've had an actual "sad" blog.
I'm not really the emotional type an any sense of the word, so I'm just going to say it. About a month or so ago, we noticed my dog (we've had him since 2002, he's only about 6) Zeus (my dad named him, he was originally named Rodney. I remember these things for some reason) had this bump on his nose. We thought he had bumped it and it turned into a goose-egg, but it didn't go away.
So we take him to the vet (like around last week), then they get a biopsy, etc.. The second time we take him in they give us a cone to put around his neck (he looked goofy already, now he's even clumsier).
Well, it turns out he's got cancer. How he got it, we have no idea. All we know is that we don't know how long he's got/we've got with him. It's pretty bad. Apparently the form of cancer he has is really, really rare, like a dog would have a 1-2% chance of getting it, that form of cancer, I mean. Plus, the tumor is fibrous, meaning, like a wart or a weed, it'll just keep coming back (if you don't get the roots, I guess). It's still cancer though, so we'll probably end up putting him down. In addition to that, it's really close to a vein on his nose, so taking it out may be really hard/impossible. He's at the vet's right now, and I'm "watching" my sister (Tabbing a song, actually). I guess he's having surgery on his nose. It's pretty big, maybe about an inch or more in diameter. To cut it out, though, they need to cut out all the skin an inch around THAT, so his nose is going to be pretty fucked up.
I guess this is the time I have to give his little life story. Let me put my guitar back on the stand...
So, after my mom and step-dad got married, his job moved us up to Idaho from California. That was, I don't know, about 2002, mid-way through the year. Anyway, so during the winter (it may have been 2003, but he was only a month old, his birthday is very very close to Christmas).
My dad found an ad about a litter of pure-bred Golden Retreiver puppies for sale to good homes. It turns out my dad work with the guy, or something, so he may have felt obligated to buy, I don't know. Anyway, I remember that there was one puppy that I played with, it it was Zeus (then Rodney). I can't remember if we took him home that day or another time we came, but we got him and brought him back to our house. Our cat, Misty, was not amused. At all. To this day, she scares Zeus and hisses at him when he's close.
We kept him in the laundry room, caged in with newspaper on the floor. We'd go in there from time to time, sit down and play with him. Once, :haha, I remember, we let him kind of roam around downstairs in that house, and he fell asleep on the bottom step on the stairs. His back was facing the bottom of the stairs. So, as he was sleeping, he just rolls over and falls about half a foot (which was aorund his height on all fours at the time) and lands with this thud on the marble floor. He doesn't wake up, just snores. We all started laughing.
That was his character. He was a big retarded goof of a dog. One time, as he was bigger, I remember I wrestled a bit with him, and we'd play fight. I was "hiding" for show undeneath this big pillow he had, and he started humping it. Jesus, that was awkward. This also was another trait the he kept. Whenever he had one of those big pillows, he would hump the crap out of it from time to time (read: pretty often).
We also had him on this little stake thing in the ground, and we attached a leash to it. That was fine, until he got too big (he never pulled it out, it was just harder to get hi to sit and willingly be put onto it.
:haha, there was another time I had to walk him, and I was wearing roller blades. That was a bad idea. He would run, and I would roll along behind him with no control. I almost hit a fire hydrant, it's pretty funny. Neddless to say, I didn't do that again.
Then, we moved back to California on account of my dad's job. We drove down the first attempt, but in Oregon (at like 11 PM-1 AM), as we were following a big semi, we hit black ice, slid in FRONT of the semi, then BACK BEHIND IT, then rolled down a 30 foot ravine/ditch. I was alseep in pajamas, and woke up as we were rolling down the hill. It was in the dead of winter, and there was snow everywhere. I wasn't scared, just confused. It was funny my dad told me to unbuckle my seatbelt, but, although my position hadn't changed relative to where my seatbelt would be (it was still by my left hip), I was like, "wtf?" and was like reaching above my head for it :haha.
My cat was in her little kennel, and Zeus was right next to me laying down without a cage. All our luggage was loose, too, and my mom was pregnant with my little sister. Everyone was fine though, we were seen I think, by a snowplow driver, who then called 911. That was the first and only time I was in the back of a cop car, actually, ever in one period. But I had my teddy bear! I was also in an ambulance, the front seat, with a really nice lady. I completely forget the names, aas well as the hospital. She gave us a card and phone numbers so we could talk back with her, I forget if we ever did .
Now, I don't know why, but now I think of our neighbors in Idaho, Wayne and Sue. They lived next to us, and had this little black and brown terrier, one of the cutest dogs I've seen. They were also some of the nicest neighbors you could get, I wonder how they're doing...
Then we flew to California. I forget if we went back to Idaho then flew, or what. but we did. I remember in San Jose airport that the handlers that got Zeus' kennel out remarked that he was really heavy for a golden, and we laughed. He is pretty big. About 5 foot or a bit more when he stand on his hind legs, and is like 90-100lbs.
We moved in with my maternal/biological grandparents in San Jose, and they have this little pomeranian. That is the cutest dog I've seen. Always licked my face. I named it Sparky. She's pretty old now, to, I guess. She has this thing where she'll actually sit on her haunches and keep her back straight, like a human sitting in a chair, and keep he arms up until you scratch her belly like that.
Anyway, so Sparky and Zeus didn't hate each other, I think they got on pretty well, actually. There was this doggy-door, and it was maybe 6-8 inches across and about a foot high. We had the sliding glass door closed. Zeus could squeeze through that door, and he did so like 3 times. It was hilarious. Weird dog, eh?
Then we lived in a house we rented. The only real notable thing is that, on the side yard there was this rock bed, where you could've put grass, but the land lord had put rocks the size of those little solid easter eggs you get on easter. Well, that's where Zeus took his dumps, so I had tons of rocks mixed in with the crap.
From after that to now (I think the past four years or so) we've lived in Morgan Hill. Zeus loves this place. He always drinks out of the pool no matter what. Even if there's water in his water bowl, he'll always drink from the pool. The chlorine even made his nose like thislight tan color instead of black, almost a pink. It's funny.
This was where he learned to swim, I think. Well, at least where he does it most. We was always really scared of the water, but then he just started swimming after us and toys. He's really good at it, too. One time, though, I was in the backyard with my mom practicing my baseball swing, and as I threw up a ball, Zeus went up for it as I swung my metal bat.
I hit him in the mouth, breaking his top left and bottom right canines (don't ask me how, that's just as strange to me as it is to you on how his mouth was opened like that).
All I remember is he wimpred only a couple times, if that. He just sat by my, mouth closed, dripping blood. My mom freaked out and we called the vet. We got in the ar, and they pulled out the remains of his teeth. To this day, he's got those teeth out, but it fits his personality so well.
His tongue hangs out of the gap where his bottom right canine should be when his mouth is open, so he looks goofy all the time. I felt really bad about it, I was crying. He wasn't mad at me though, he stayed next to me. He didn't run off. I was surprised.
This last July, we were at my other grandparents' cabin. We go up there about every 4th of July and for New Years. It's up in Northen California, near mount Lassen. It's on Lake Almanor, lakefront property. It's pretty nice. Well, I had to walk Zeus. We were up there with some friend of my parents. They all decided to go for a walk,a nd I got to take Zeus. So, I wasn't having a very good time to begin with. Zeus is a curious dog,m in that he'll sniff anything and everything. Well, he's also really big, so he was pulling me along with all his might, and it took a lot of my arm strength and steadiness to control him. I ended up walking at a prtty fast pae. My family, though, I was mad at later, and you'll see why, because they were just strolling along, oblivious to my situation.
So, we walk him to one of two locations: the point, a penninsula, or this rocky beachthat is closer to the cabin. I was under the impression we were going to the latter, so that's where I went. I found him a stick, took him off of his leash, and let him swin for it.It started getting to dusk. Then there were these three dudes in their 20s, one with a damn cigar, came up with their dogs. I threw the stick, not very far, but as far or a bit less that before, so as not to tire him out. Anyway, since i's getting darker, he misses the stick, and just keeps going. Now, about 50-80 or so yards out is a bouy (sp?) that tells boaters not to go fast near them and swimmers to not gfo farther than that. I keep yelling his name, and he only looks back at me, determined to find the stick and loyally please me. I'm getting really scared now, he's tired, and is like 50 yards out. One of the guys behind me says that he looks to old to be swimming that far, and I say, yeah, he is. Another tries to get his dog to get Zeus, but it doesn't move.
I'm piss scared now, I don't ewant him to rown. So, I take off my shoes and socks (I may have been wearing shorts, but I don't think so) and swim out for him. He then turns around, and I help him back to shore. He's really tired. I even brought the stick back. Wait, actually, I think the other dog did. I don't know, but Zeus wants to play more, and tries to get back in the lake, I say to my self, "Fuck no" and take him back home, shaking, soaking wet. Then I get mad at the people who were walking with me, ditched me, and came back all nonchalant. Scariest moment I'v had for someone else's safety in my life.
And now, he's got a tumor. It's basically a definite we'll have to put him down, but we don't know how long he has.
These are the memories I'll take away from his life with us. He's not only our family's (I mean my mom, dad, and I) first dog, but he's the most loyal, forgiving, goofy, and playful dog on the planet. My only regret is that lately,I mean the past few years, we haven't played with him nearly a much, and I just hope he hasn't felt neglected. This won't be the first dog of mine that had to be put down, but I'll probably be really shut down after the fact.
Somehow, though, I think he'll always be happy, no matter what.
Well, I went to some college a bit north of San Jose (Not San Jose State) for a litte flea market kind of thing. My grandpa gave me $22 to spend on things, and I bought 12 really good records, all in great condition. Additionally, I got a cool CD for $1, and I left $1 and gave it back to my grandpa (he's really great, not because he gives me money, though).
Here's my loot:
Frank Sinatra - That's Life
Genesis - Genesis
Talking Heads - Stop Making Sense (Does that count as a soundtrack?)
Cheap Trick - Heaven Tonight
Foreigner - Double Vision
The Pink Panther - (Basically a soundtrack)
Led Zeppelin - IV
B.B. King - The Jungle
The Who - Who's next
The Who - Live At Leeds (this looks awesome, can't wait to listen to it)
Heart - Dreamboat Annie
Heart - Little Queen
Oh, and I got this CD:
Prodigy - The Fat of the Land (Smack mah bitch up! :headbang