Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Topic Week
Monday, October 31, 2011
Fan Mail
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Happy Halloween Eve
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Sober Driver - Dengue Fever
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Floaters
Monday, October 24, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Yippee! Look at Me!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
And I Thought My Mom Was Crazy
Thursday, September 22, 2011
That Was A Crazy Game of Poker
He looked at me with a face full of fright
And I said, how bout a revolution?
And he said right.
I say of, you say a
I say revolution, and you say jah
I say of, you say a
I say revolution, and you say jah jah jah
Jahova!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
What A Difference A Year Makes
Friday, September 16, 2011
Trouble
Blew up to the sky
And landed on a cloud
Your heartache made the cloud sad
And it started crying
The cloud's teardrops froze
'Cause my heart is so cold
Now the clouds are crying snow
Here in Ohio
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Team Work
Friday, September 2, 2011
SPECIMEN IN BEDPAN
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Monarch Butterfly
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Last Day of Summer
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Willing to Give
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Uri Geller
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Another Blond Moment

Friday, July 29, 2011
Jessica Lea Mayfield II
Into the dark where sleepless I lay
But I'm not alone, I have company
An internal void that won't let me be
Found myself yammerin' all to you
Thought I'd never let those things outside my head
Probably should've kept 'em locked away instead
But I ain't gonna change for nobody at all
I'm starting to like this new love I have found
I don't wanna let this dark companion go
I would rather run myself into the ground
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Jessica Lea Mayfield
Jessica Lea Mayfield is one of those wise-beyond-her-years singer/songwriters who might cause nonbelievers to reconsider reincarnation.
Ruling out the influence of past lives, Mayfield must have either had a string of painful breakups by the tender age of 21, or else she has a powerful imagination and the ability to synthesize real, grownup heartache to a degree so convincing that it doesn't matter whether it really happened.
A native of Kent, Ohio, Mayfield kicked off her recording career with a homemade EP that fell into the lap of Dan Auerbach of The Black Keys. Auerbach helmed both of her full-lengths, enveloping her songs in a sparse yet rich production, particularly her most recent album, "Tell Me," a set dominated by ruminations on relationships that border on the morose.
On lead single "Our Hearts Are Wrong," Mayfield feigns aloof circumspection, but reveals her underlying vulnerability over simple acoustic guitar strumming and a gently thudding Casio beat. She's got a smoky, restrained voice and an appealing Midwestern twang (yeah, Ohio folks can have an honest-to-God drawl; have you ever heard Robert Pollard talk?) Her music is a sort of gothic country-pop that, while not exactly bleak, is pretty dark.
I discovered her a few months back when I got a free single off of a download. It blew me away.
I downloaded the album, Tell Me, to my itunes, and listened to it over and over. Morose and dark is right. She reminds me of David Lynch - imagine she would be peppering his film soundtracks, if their paths ever cross. She is monotonous and lovely. "I'll not let hate be the one to make me naked for you." Love that line.
Her album is an endless source of fantastic lyrics. Here's another good one.
My favorite line in that one is "i did not ask to be born with these eyes, eyes that always speak for my mind."
Anyway, I was ecstatic to learn she was playing at Juanita's in LR last night - haven't been to the new venue downtown. Grabbed a musical friend and went to the show. Ferraby Lionheart opened up - very impressive voice and musician. When she wandered in around 10:30 - my friend said, "There she is."
"No, that's not her." I was expecting the shaggy bleach-blond pixie hair I had seen in all the videos I'd watched on YouTube. This girl had dark brown hair - blunt cut mid-forehead bangs with long uneven tendrils pulled partially unsuccessfully into a ponytail. Turns out it was her. She's a changeling.
The show was incredible. She played until almost midnight - both with a band and solo. Her live voice beat the hell out of her recording. Her sweet, demure "Thank you" after each applause was heart-wrenching, tying a nice bow on the dark, entrancing lyrics. Her occasional banter was intelligent and humorous.
I hope she returns soon.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Fizzy's Grand Rounds Part 2
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Rites of Passage
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Magic Man

Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Hanker for a Chancre?
Friday, May 20, 2011
Small Pot
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Jumping On the Bandwagon
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Nail In My Coffin
Song of the Month - this whole album is incredible I am no better at this than you are Unfinished business maybe, do love I can't change myself into you dear What you are to me is far too unclear Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a line I'm crossing and I am never gonna get back from Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh I am no better at this than you are Loneliness never truly leaves me alone I have made mistakes I can't take back home I love you just not the way you want Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a line I'm crossing and I am never gonna get back from Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a line I'm crossing and I am never gonna get back from Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a line I'm crossing and I am never gonna get back from Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh | |
Saturday, May 7, 2011
The Sleepover
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Another Blond Moment
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Foo Fighters - Another Round
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Star Student

Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Rosie the Rooter
Monday, April 4, 2011
Only If You Are a Pathologist
Friday, April 1, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Kilauea Caverns of Fire
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Happy Birthday Eve!

Saturday, March 5, 2011
I've Got Friends
Friday, March 4, 2011
Going Live
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Blood, Sweat, and Tears
Friday, February 25, 2011
The Rainbow

"Strange, what a void separated him and her. She liked him now, as she liked a memory, some bygone self. He was something of the past, finite. He was that which is known. She felt a poignant affection for him, as for that which is past. But, when she looked with her face forward, he was not. Nay, when she looked ahead, into the undiscovered land before her, what was there she could recognize but a fresh glow of light and inscrutable trees going up from the earth like smoke. It was the unknown, the unexplored, the undiscovered upon whose shore she had landed, alone, after crossing the void, the darkness which washed the New World and the Old."
The Rainbow - D.H. Lawrence, page 476 of 478.
I read this passage eating breakfast on my last day in Hawaii, after a brutal, all night, uncharacteristic thunderstorm on the South Kohala Coast. There was a rainbow. I didn't have my camera - stole this pic off of the web. The one I saw was, if you can imagine, more amazing. It made my spinach and Swiss omelet with smoked salmon, onions, and capers seem trite.
I'll be blogging more about Hawaii in the weeks to come. It was too much to cover in one blog. From spelunking through undiscovered lava tubes to being caught in a vicious snowstorm at an altitude of 13,796 feet above sea level (over 33,000 from the ocean floor) - I experienced at least 13 of the 15 micro climates that the Big Island boasts. I only spent a total of three hours of my six days on the beach - most of which I was swimming in the ocean. I'm trying desperately to put back on a surprising amount of weight I lost from endless activity - which is fun, but shouldn't take long. I can't wait to go back.