I love your friends, they’re all so arty

Band of the moment: Test Icicles. (I jump bandwagons super fast). They sound like Thunderbirds Are Now! had Thunderbirds written and recorded all their songs while they were drunk. I mean that in a really good way. Plus, they scream. Think Blood Brothers, but wussier.

Something else: Tim hooked me up with tickets to the Flames/Blackhawks game on the 18th of November. I believe this will be the 3rd time I have watched Chicago play Calgary with my dad. Chicago has won each of those encounters, and I expect the same outcome this time. I’ll swear at anyone who thinks otherwise. I was going to say fight, but everyone knows that I won’t fight anyone, except maybe one of the guys on the KPMG hockey team. Those guys are dicks and they suck. In that order.

Second band of the moment: Architecture in Helsinki. They sound like they have too many people to play a live show, but they still manage to pull those off. This is nice mellow music with just enough keyboards to remind me of videogames. That is always a good thing. If you have no idea what I am talking about track download “Sooner than soon”. It is all video-gamed up. Plus they are from Australia, home of such kick-ass bands as Silverchair, Frenzal Rhomb and Kylie Minogue, who is not a band but a hot old lady.

Snowboarding: The mountains are snowy enough to get out there, which I will do on Saturday. Look for me to be quite fashionable while sitting at the base of the hill drinking beer. I don’t ride, so much as pose like a motherfucker. I will need to get a more fashionable hat. Then I can wear this hat to hooligan’s that night and amaze people with how much fun a bunch of assholes can have laughing at each other.

Something I learned today: Nirvana covered a lot more of The Vaselines’ songs than just “Jesus doesn’t want me for a sunbeam”. Turns out Molly’s Lips and Son of a Gun are both Vaselines’ songs. It is bloody weird listening to the different versions of these songs.

About this weekend: While I was a waste for the majority of it, I did not drink too much at any point in time. I think that is pretty damn good. Unfortunately it results in exactly zero good stories. Not like I talk about those here anyways, so I suppose there is no loss. I watched lots of hockey and ate miniature Yorkshire puddings. This is why I’m not writing about my weekend.

Music trivia: It turns out that The Go! Team is a group put together for live shows only. The actual band is just one dude who is some kind of DJ and one of the vocalists (Ninja). He made all the tracks and got Ninja to throw down vocals after some try-outs. The rest of the band came in later. He also said that he is going to do their next cd the same way, all by himself. I am still bitter that I didn’t get to see them this past weekend, but the prospect of more Go! Team music makes me quite content.

Last stupid fact: The new Lagwagon album is right fucking strong. I recommend it, because you will enjoy this one if you ever liked that style (pop-punk). And honestly, when was the last time anyone really enjoyed a Fat Wreck album? Not since Sofa King Cool came out I’d wager.

Disclaimer: I know I have nothing to talk about but music, but who doesn’t like reading about music? Nerds and commies, that’s who. And seeing as everyone I know probably falls into one of those categories, this was pretty awesome.

Peace.