Perception/Bruce Springsteen Ice Master/Bayside

I have to say, I feel sorry for the poor sap. He loved that little kid as if he was his own, even though it was painfully obvious the mother was a cheater. I guess that's just how relationships are, and how it all boils down to perception.

Human beings biggest mistake is seeing what they want to see, and not what is plainly in front of them. Take for instance, my favorite scene from "Dawn of the Dead" (and only because the dialogue is a bit of hilarity on it's own)

(upon viewing the carnage on the streets of a major metropolitan city, 2 security guards begin ruminating on how this outbreak of the undead is going to ruin their plans..)
Mark: Man, you know that fat chick from Dairy Queen? She was supposed to come over tonight. I was totally gonna hit that.
Terry: Mark. Everyone is dead! Your Mom, your Dad, your sister, the fat chick from Dairy Queen, they're all dead.
Mark: Yeah, I guess you're right. That sucks.

This creates a dissension in the ranks. You have Person A who believes that this they are totally correct on their view, while Person B will totally kill Person A to prove they're correct.

Look at emo kids, honestly, how can they leave the house with their hair cut like that? *sigh*

Alas, we will never see eye to eye. But please readers, if the obvious is looking you right in the eye, especially in the form of a baby that has no possible way of being your own, just accept the truth. Yes, you may have been had, but at least you don't look like an idiot.



I wish I had pictures from a few weekends ago. Melissa (my girlfriend) and I had met up with my sisters Ricki and Noel, two of my favorite people, at the Galleria. Melissa and I had spent the day at the Aquarium with her niece and nephew, who are 3 and 8 respectively. We were pooped to say the least. Melissa, desperate to find something comfortable to wear to the Bayside show (see below for review), ran into some trendy clothing store with loud boom tiss boom tiss boom music and overwhelmingly fragrant body spray, so I resigned myself to peer down on the weirdoes ice skating below me.

Lo and behold, a vortex opened before my eyes, and a man, no, an enigma appeared before me. Wearing stonewashed blue jeans, a blue head bandana, a skullcap mullet (you know, long in the back, bald in the front), and the awesomest skating moves this side of Scott Hamilton, I could hardly believe my eyes. This guy must have thought he was competing in the White Trash Olympic Ice Dancing competition. Damn! I couldn't zoom in enough with my camera phone to get a clear shot. As I ran into the store to show my sisters what I had seen, I ran out to peer over the balcony again, and my skating hero had disappeared! I had apparently been victim of a 1980 hallucination. Shucks. He sure was funny looking.

Post script- He was real. And I got his picture! I wasn't going crazy!



I'll keep the Bayside review short. And I have to post the setlist, once I can find where I put it. These guys are so amazing live, and they seemed reenergized since the last time I had seen them, especially touring behind a new album (THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE HEADLINER!) Oh Anthony, how your lyrics are the meaning of my life. Amazing. Even cooler enough- 2 members of the Smoking Popes came out to perform "Megan" from Bayside's acoustic album. Not a show highlight, but I have to admit, it was pretty funny. And hell yes, they played Dear Your Holiness. A+ performance.

That's it for now, I have the bubble guts and english 1301 at 10am, so I must sleep.



oh yeah- download "Message in a Bottle" by Matisyahu. DO IT.


links:

http://www.baysideisacult.com
http://www.myspace.com/bayside
http://www.myspace.com/matisyahu

http://www.myspace.com/allphilla -> my personal myspace page.