3/5/05 - the Toasters @ Bloomfield Cafe, Montclair, NJ
2005-03-06 14:15:24 ET

I'm getting old.

First off, major props and thanks for Obi Fernandez of Westbound.
I showed up to the show around 9pm, right before WT took the stage, to find that the show was sold out.
The big bouncer guy told me that they were sold out, and I told them I was with Westbound Train. Right at the moment he raised his eyebrows, Obi walks by and says (with no prompting by me), "Yeah, this guy's with me."
Totally awesome, and well appreciated.

The place was packed, and for anyone who's ever been to Bloomfield, you'll also know it was a swamp. hundred plus people in a small, unventilated room, dancing around. Too too hot.
Lots of youngins, but also lots of parents of the youngins. Bucket mentioned that his son's entire class was there, so maybe Bucket has friends in the Parents Association.

Westbound did a great job of introing these kids into old-school rocksteady, and intro'd some new songs and material. I truly enjoy the instrumentals. Not enough bands do instrumentals anymore. It's a pleasure to hear. Especially when other bands members join in. that's just fun.
Also - WT must be getting popular: when I went to grab a set list, they were already all gone.

As for the Toasters - this is when I decided that I'm getting old for this. Toasters shows do not apparently motivate kids to dance, but to run around in circles for the first half of every song, then get tired and just kind of run in place. It's a bizzarre thing to see. But I found myself standing on the side, dancing yes, but mainly bobbing and nodding, looking around and seeing all the parents-association members keeping an eye on their sons/daughters.
But... I blame that both on the heat, and the fact that every Toasters' song sounds like the last, and even their slow songs are fast-paced, thus wearing old-heads like me out quicker than normal.

I gave Chris Rhodes a little crap about the BossToneS getting back together, and he said he would love to, but it's not going to happen.
*Shakes fist*

Either way, it was a quick, dirty and fun two hours.
Thanks to all the members of the bands.
If anyone went to the Philly show, please let me know how it was.

2005-03-02 12:25:25 ET

Just another day
on the snowcovered globe
on the white dusty highway
where no one quite knows.

Intersections come
and stop lights pass
I'm still on this path
Looking for the un-tred road
and running out of gas

A shining silver steed I ride
a man without a map
a traveler without a plan

Time passes by
I'm chasing the sun
I'm chasing my dream
Till I find someone
someone somewhere
to lay down my pack
to park my car
and unload my back.

It's not to hard
to pick a road
but it takes determination
to stay the course
and arrive where you're meant to be.

2005-02-21 16:03:03 ET

Lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead

Singin, come out if things aren't said
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can't be named
Tigers waitin to be tamed

Singing, yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know

Singin, come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease

Singin, yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Oh nothing else compares
Oh nothing else compares
And nothing else compares

Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go

- Chris Martin
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Don't give up on me
2005-02-16 17:12:35 ET

Opportunity comes and I knock it down
there's nothing that I can do.
I'm a loser, I'm a fool
I'm a lowlife, scum-sucking,
vagabond, tool
please don't give up on me

You're the only thing I've got
in the crummy ol' world,
and I know that I don't even got you.
give me a chance, I'll go an' screw it up.
It's the one thing you know I'll do.

So put up with the forgots
and the "meant to"s and the sorrys
There will be more coming
but their not meant to be
I'm still a work in progress, baby
don't give up on me.

2005-02-13 10:06:33 ET

Far away from all I know
a lonely diner feels like home
an empty room
a cup of soup
a pen & a paper
the cute waitress
takes pity on me
a love poem half written
to a girl who's not there
like the sandwich I just ate -
unfulfilling and in a way emptying
emptying my wallet
and emptying my heart
on to a page
that won't be printed
and might only be read
by one other lonely soul.
Is it you?

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