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August 28

August Update.

 

Bwah! Ok, here I go pretending anyone on the earth is even looking at this. But I'm giving no shits, because I need a spot to jot stuff down.

 

Just found out about this group Dr. Dog and their new record "Fate" which I am currently playing on repeat. A great little indie rock/pop group with strong routes in classic rock song craft. the overlaying melodies are pretty well thought out and give the guys a sound all their own. Though if I had to pin it down, which I constantly try to do, I'd say it's like The Band filtered through mid 2000s indie pop with a little Of Montreal thrown in on backing vocals. Check it out if you think that sounds like something worth err....checking out.

 

Kool Keith. This guy is nuts. I've grown quite fond of his Dr. Octagon character, more specifically, the major label reissue of his debut album "Dr. Octagonologist". I think back to the time it was released and what was major in hip/hop at the time. It was the bridge between gangsta and party. Everything was either very gritty and angry or super shiny and upbeat. Keith was doing something completely different. It's raw, it's dirty and it is intensely weird. I'm not going to even pretend that I get the point of most of it. But the complex rhymes do unfold in a way that keeps you waiting for what he'll say next (which, more often than not, ends up being something about poop). I think he laid the groundwork for the underground revolution that followed. Most of his later work has failed to measure up, critically to that first record. He may not ever make a statement so grand. But for a former psychiatric patient at bellevue, one genre defining album ain't bad.

 

Dr. Octagon - Blue Flowers video.

March 05

Huh...where di that come from?

Waiting in the LRC. Wow, it's bizarre how lost and small I feel here. I got off work about an hour ago and having left my keys at a friends house (in addition to my man purse) after a birthday bender (it wasn't even my birthday) I had to come to my girlfriends college to wait for her. She would finish her classes and then graciously take me home and let me into my own apartment so I could eat. I wish the cat could open doors.
 
So after about 20 mnutes of wandering thrugh the campus, trying to figure out if LRC meant library, I finally fidget thrugh the doors and I sit down at the wrong computer (at least I think I did cause it says "Nursing" on it. I am far too embarassed to get up, cross the room and sit at another machine, so I'll sit here, act like I belong and hope and prey that the angriest nurse in the joint doesn't show up to reclaim her/her place. I have these visions that the exact opposite of what you'd think a male nurse to look like is gonna tap me on the shoulder and I'll look back, and then up slowly as the six foot something behemoth clad in the most menacing of pink stares down at me with the stare he no doubt throws out when his least favorite patient needs the most painful treatment. I'm sure everyone here in the LRC will be in on it. They're probably waiting for it right now, "txt"ing their friends.
 
"hi2u OMG! smeones n BRAD's chair LOL come quick".
 
While I sit here thinking I've claimed a small victory by pretending I belong and accidentily logging into my girlfriends account. I opened up an internet explorer window and thought about what to do with it. What sort of information did I want to gather? I'm sitting here with people who are all searching the ramifications of things far beyond my scope and all I can think to type into the ominous google search field is "Ninjas". Then, thinking that to be far too juvenile I jazz it up by tapping out "The history of Ninjas". I elbow prod the guy beside me.
 
"Enh?"
 
Nothing. Probably Brad's fucking right hand man. Yeah, this is backward land. The entire school is run by a gang of ruffian male nurses. They dominate through fear. Fear of what, I'm not quite sure. Maybe they have power over the flow of pretty female nurses, liek if we make one wrong move *snap* more male nurses. Oh man, that would be terrible I mean going to the hospital, needing a major surgery is bad enough but if Brad and his entourage of scrub-clad toughs show up to remove my body hair and feed me Jell-O, well there's only so much a man can take.
 
You know, I'm starting to really dislike this asshole Brad. Why is it that I, a casual visitor to this establishment, a place of higher learning should be afraid of a bully with a catheter! No. I will take a stand for these people. This is my destiny I'm sure one of the many books in this room holds a prophecy that foretells of a big nosed/browed stranger who would bring ruin to this regime. To stop the tyranny dead in it's ambiguous white shoed tracks! That stranger is me! So bring it on Brad, do your worst I'll see you in he...shit someones coming I better get off!
September 12

Fantastic Guy.

So God's not real, our population is growing out of control and what we're really working toward is the inevitable destruction of the planet due to the fact that the Sun is going to burn out and consume us in a giant supernova. What are you going to do today?

Over it.

I don't usually go for any of the bands in the "Warped Tour" camp. I think it's probably because I'm getting a bit old for the pop-punk scene and just looking at a skateboard makes my back hurt. No I am definelty not one of te whipper-snappers. Ok so I'm only 23 but my musical taste is more mature than what most of those ands offer. That being said, I am in love with the new Over It album.

A solid pop-punk rock record that is expertly played and lovingly written. These guys have gusto, or passion or whatever it is that makes you want to pump your fist, sing-along or just air (instrument of choice here, though I don't think anyone air basses...maybe Primus fans). Most tracks contain great hooks hat seem straight out of 80's rock but with 21 century production. For some reason these guys remind me of what I've always wanted The Juliana Theory to be. The bridges and breakdowns draw you in with driving drums and great guitar tones. The lyrics are well conceived and executed, every song has the air of maturity to it. This is definetly a good road trip record or a good one to just play videogames to or hang out with friends. If you like solid rock music, then this one is for you. Pick it up you won't be sorry.


September 11

Eureka!

Red Hot Chili Peppers!