Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by admin
26… ha! – All That’s True, Almost (x2), Bliss (redo), Burn, Colorblind, Deadweight (slow-jam!), F-GB-F (Secrets!), Gone, Goodbye, Icy Cold (redo, you bastard), Make It Last (redo), Necessary Evil (redo), Nothing to Say, Over You, Punk, So Close (redo), Splinter (redo), This Tiny Trouble (x2), Touch, Typical, Unstrung, Until You Awake (x2, redo), Up&Down (x2, redo), You Hear Her, With or Without You, Without You I Cry
by krisis
I just wanted to return the massive amounts of linked love i’ve been getting lately from a few peeps. First, James from PuppetMaster has not only sent me all sorts of attentive visitors, but hit on me (i suppose to return the favour of my massive hitting on him early in the game). Next, SurvivorBlog1’s Nicci has turned up again and she seems to be all colours of obsessed with BigBrother2, which i didn’t even know was on until i read her log. Frykitty prominently mentioned my sex vs concerts rant the other day; she’s the cool cat in charge of Blog-a-Thon (which starts in 48hours, yum). Also, i’ve been seeing some action from Super Hyper Demon Child, where i’m sorta-kinda a poster, and a renewed stream of hits from Re @ Beautiful Freak – who’s been one of my favourites for ages. Nearing the end of my lil’ link crawl, Lost and Found has had me on their 10-favourites for months now, and while i’m skeptical that anyone could tolerate me for a daily basis for that long i’m incredibly gracious for the attention.
Finally, i’ve been getting tons of hits from JoeyRoo as well as a few other people where my link is a regular fixture, but i don’t have your addresses in my referrals! Not that i’m promising to return the linky-love of everyone on the internet, but if you’re someone who’s recently sent me a couple of handfuls of hits drop me a note so i can return the favour. Whee! Work is over now!
by krisis
Erm, there are some things which i blog and some things that i only tell to the notify list, and such is life. But, anyhow, you didn’t miss anything between the last post and now because all there has been is sleep and work. And, as much as i’d like that to be directly followed by sleep, tonight is my last chance to record for the incredibly imminent Blog-A-Thon that begins Saturday @ 3pm my-time. If you have some last minute requests for the songs i’ll be recording, please drop me a message and i’ll see if i can work it in. I can tell you right now that there might be a mid-thon Trio, and that there will be at least one appearance of the lovely Gina on vocals and guitars. Okay… two more hours of work… here goes…
by krisis
Today was a long day. Sandwiched inbetween our normal visit schedule to admissions and the summer orientation schedule, today was a Sneak Preview event for engineers and design arts students. It was also the hottest day so far this year. These two factors combined made every little bit of the day last longer than it was ever intended to, and produced one too many groucy parents for my taste. They complained about everything… tour wasn’t long enough, tour was too long, not enough water, too much water with other things excluded, not enough information about academics, not enough information about student life…. and these contrasting viewpoints were just from the handful of evaluations i snatched a glance at. I suppose the moral is that you can’t please all of the people all of the time, especially when the mercury gets past the 9-0 mark.
However, my day was even longer than all that would imply for a very special reason: i somehow elected myself to be our Dragon mascot. Now, this wasn’t just something i came up with willy-nilly… the perspective engineers were building catapults, and they wanted something for them to be able to aim their velcro-covered whiffle balls at. So, first my job was getting the suit and finding a volunteer, but it soon became finding a volunteer to replace me in the schedule of events so that i could wear the suite.
Have you ever been a mascot? The feet are giant-sized novelty-slippers that are too big to fit onto stairs. The body is saggy and feels a lot like being wrapped up in terrycloth only, when wrapped in terrycloth, how often do you have a tail that’s over a yard long? But, the most important consideration in how awkward a mascot suit is to maneuver in is the head. Since our mascot is a cartoony dragon, i get topeer out of the maw of the mighty beast… and the maw continues for nearly a foot beyond my eyes before it ends. My eyes and ears and spiny-things extend far enough above the top of my head that i cannot touch my hands together over top of it.
Add all of this together to get me, as the dragon, standing in the middle of the grand court of our Main Building schmoozing with our guests and then having them fire small projectiles at my head. In the process i got to pose with our elusive President Papadakis, pick my dragon-teeth with pieces of catapult Connex, and be pummeled again and again in the crotch by low flying whiffle balls. However, as much as i might complain, please note that 50% + 1 of our attendees dropped off applications, which is better than average for an event so early in the application process for rising Seniors. So, if you’ll excuse me, i’m off to take a well-deserved nap before beginning tonight’s recording. Afterall, i went to bed rather late last night…
by krisis
Un-Ugh. Home recording began last night and it’s entirely hilarious and fun. There will be surprises for you in the final mix of songs. Also, since the studio had its meltdown (thus making everything a lower quality), *all* donaters will get the best-of cd, and anyone who was getting anything better than that will get that plus what i’m affectionately calling Gone, which was the 7 studio songs i recorded (including the definitive versions of A Long Time Since and Atlas. No promises yet, but i should have it mastered by October, and it might wind up as a split EP with Gina.
Meanwhile, since i’m just fucking around on my home computer, extraneous covers have again become fair game. Email me with suggestions (i’ve already got two down that weren’t even in original consideration).