forever after

If you're looking to kill a few, check this out. Go to the portfolio, and browse the before/afters. Be sure to hold down on BEFORE.

-brusha, brusha, brusha-

more fun with dick and jane

jane: She is the only skater ever to land a quadrouple jump in competition. She is just showing a bit of inconsistancy here. That's sort of been the problem with her - she can be amazing to watch at times and then not do so well other times.

dick: She's at point where she should consider retiring. She obvioulsy learned the quadrouple at a young age and her body has matured and she just doesn't have what it takes.

jane: She's such a young talent. I know we are going to see alot from her in coming years.

dick: She has really long arms and it looks as though she doesn't know how to properly extend them.

jane: We have been watching her in practice and she is stuggling a bit with some of jumps. Let's hope she can pull through. Regardless. She is such a pleasure to watch.

dick: I immediately noticed there wasn't any fire in her eyes.

-sasha ferlls-

dick: Well that was it. That just cost her the medal. she was far too hestitant and just didn't get the height she needed. This a very beatable performace.

()

Flew solo to the very sold out sigur ros show at the paramount in denver last night. The paramount has assigned seating, so it was by complete chance that I actually wound up sitting next to bill! The opening act, amina, was made of of four women who also serve as sigur ros's string accompanyment during their performance. Amina played a quick set, and I'm kinda bummed I missed the first couple of songs because they were performing IDM-ish type stuff with live instruments - pretty cool.



jane: The sigur ros set was powerful. It was just a fantastic performance. You could really feel the music, it was mesmerizing.

dick: Completely uninspired. I couldn't understand a word they were saying, was it even a proper language? Their must be something in that icelandic air, who plays the guitar with a bow? The canned music in the lobby was more interesting to me.



set:
Inro
Glosoli
Ny batteri
Saeglopur
Njosnavelin
E-Bow
Gong
Andvari
Hoppipolla
Meo blonasir
olsen Olsen
Hafsol
Svo Hljott
Heysatan
Popplagio



-takkedy takk, don't talk back-

not so little guy

not richard but dick

jane: She did what a lot of contenders are afraid to do. Good for her. What a competitor!

dick: There's really no great splash or push to her program. It was easy going, like what you'd expect to do on a saturday afternoon.

jane: She is truly a great skater. Great crossfoot, the judges will reward her kindly for that.

dick: I find it truly a finugly position, but it does get a point, so whatever it takes I guess.

jane: A promissing young talent who's really emerged as a tenacious leader on the european circuit. She's been insipring to watch.

dick: That triple lutz had the grace of luggage shifting in the overhead bin.

jane: She has been competing for 14 years. This is her 3rd olympics. She must have a great passion for the sport to get on the ice everyday for 14 years.

dick: The sport of ice skating hasn't really changed much in the last 14 years - I think she should have been putting more thought into these last 14 years. I hope that didn't come across as mean.

color commentary

Had a somewhat unexpected, but extremely enjoyable set of guests in town this weekend. Old family friends from france, currently residing in Brighton ENG, were in town visiting with my parents. Their son who, when I met him 14 years ago, went to the other school in Cannes, and not mine in Nice, came along for the stateside journey.

He joined the powder hounds as we made the trek to copper at 5.30 in the AM. Surprisingly good conditions on the backside of the hill, where we spent most of our day. Made good use of the natural 1/4 pipe cornice we stumbled upon, which also had a fun dropper off the top. Landings were thankfully soft as I tried to perfect some of my more rotationally themed tricks. Spent the last few runs in the 'enchanted forest' which rounded off a solid day on the slopes.

Later on, we all re-grouped before taking andrew out for our now trademarked stroll/stumble down death row©. Took it easy sunday watching the increasingly addictive winter olympic games, all the while doing the occasional dab of homework. But as usual, not quite enough studying was completed to alleviate my currently severe bout of last minute procrastination...

-benchmarked-

button up

on the TV...

jane: She's actually the best in the world. She just skates beautifully.

dick: "I'M JUST REALLY GETTING TIRED OF THAT EXHUASTED BENT LEG HOLDING THE SKATE MOVE"

jane: Flawless. I was mesmerized. Her lines were exceptional and he is such a great balanced partner.

dick: "IT REALLY TELLS ME SOMETHING WHEN I LOOK AWAY DURING A PERFORMANCE"

at home...

child: "I want to see more ice dancing but that man is talking."

parent: "Honey, that man is Dick Button and right now he's very disappointed in somebody's technique."

method acting

Wow! Visa should re-do their adverts that feature Lindsey Jacobellis trying to get jazzed up before her big race. Instead of her coach telling her that her visa check card was just stolen, he should tell her that she just got her gold medal yoinked from her when she bailed after a completely unecessary grab off the last jump of the boarder-cross medal race.



-and so goes the U.S. sweep of snowboard gold-

another minute

Big ups to Seth Westcott - first gold medal winner in the snowboard cross! Now halfpipe is cool and all, but it just encourages those grimey punk ass park rats that are constantly underfoot. I'm way more in tune with the older school free ride spirit of the boarder-cross any day.



-see you at the bottom-

olympic minutes

Last night on the olympics, we got a couple of shots of boulder. Once in the beginning of nbc's broadcast when they showed Jermey Bloom running up the steps inside of Folsom Field. The second came later when they were doing the bio on Julia Mancuso, and they showed her singing and dancing down Pearl Street. And then of course Toby Dawson, of vail, scored bronze in the men's moguls.

C-rado represent!

choon reviews

cat power - The Greatest: I'm beginning to like this just because I've heard it on the radio so damn much lately. I don't think I could listen to the whole disc in one sitting, but the songs do make for calming interludes.

jenny lewis & the watson twins - Rabbit Fur Coat: I prefer my jenny lewis as second fiddle in the postal service, thank you very much. She gets a little to mid-westerny-twangish on her rilo kiley & solo work for my liking.

david thomas broughton - The Complete Guide to Insufficiency: Another one of those that I keep hearing on the A.M. I initially though it was Antony & the Johnsons, who singe the very nerves at the base of my spine. But it's just some other dude with a high vocalic register, which has grown on me in an extremely eerie way.

flaming lips - At War With the Mystics: I sang my accolades of this one over the weekend, and here I will sing the same!

two gallants - What the Toll Tells: A lot like bright eyes in that disgruntled troubador kind of way. For some reason, this was the only thing on my shuffle last night at the gym, so I was forced to listen to it, twice. I probably won't ever again.

society of rockets - Where the Grass Grows Black: Good 'ol fashioned funky rock-ish music. Like Ugly Kid Joe or some other such thing played on WBCN or WAAF in the early 90's. Post metal, but pre grunge.

half-handed cloud - Halos and Lassos: Cutesy ditties that were most certainly recorded in someone's bedroom, basement, or garage. Not unlike the sound of total crap.

-fin-

ode to kate

"How the 'ell am I suposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers when I knowz they've all got camera phones?"

-mike skinner, on the new single, "when you wasn't famous" by the streets-

entry level

Won a pair of tix to the sold out Devotchka valentine's concert at the boulder theater on friday. Robert joined me for the show, featuring the last minute addition of a certain mr. Eric Bachman solo performance, which is what really motivated me to go. Acted the part of super fan in the photo below (holy crap - he is one tall guy), then layed low the rest of the weekend, watching the olympics and writing papers.



-how it ends-

@ war w/ the mystics

Seriously this is THE album of 2006!!! The lips that flame are wicked it right now (they have been teetering on the edge of infamy since 'in a priest driven ambulance'). If you're a clever clog, you can find this (think this little piggy, or I'm sure any number of other sister type sites). Otherwise it hits the shelves on April 4...

-barbary coastal views - cheap!

L I A R !

-you dun't luv mee-

industry standard

Here's my {mostly} blow by blow of this year's grammys:

I tuned in mid-way through madonna's disco song, and realized that I may have missed the 'collaboration' with the gorillaz. Madonna and her dancers did a good job of doing the madonna thing.

The chem bros. picked up a pair of golden paperweights before the televised bit, and the white stripes grabbed the best alternative trophy.

We came this much closer to the appocolypse when kelly clarkson picked up an award.

Next up U2 junior played a song, and it was unremarkablty colplayish.

What the f is it with country that makes the singers induce such a grating tone to their singing, southern accent or not - it's bitterly awful. However textbook the genre winds up being these days (i.e. - gretchen wilson), the best country grammy actually went to a deserving album that does the genre some justice - allison krauss and union station's 'lonely runs both ways'.

And then U2 did the U2 thing, which sequed nicely between vertigo and one with a brief beatles nod. Then maya rudolph started with her funny diva impersonation, which had me in stitches.

David Bowie won a lifetime achievment award without fanfare, or david bowie I might add. And then kayne west won something and I was quickly reminded that I've pretty much been disenchanted with these bloated awards ever since the 1989 showing when jethro tull beat out 'and justice for all' and 'nothing's shocking' for best metal album.

Oh well, at least lost is new tonight...

-gramama-

pow pow

Headed up to copper saturday to be welcomed by close to a foot of fresh, and proceeded to spend the rest of the day knee deep in it. Below you can see the powder hound with his partner thrill seeker glorifying below the timberline lift:



Watched a disapointingly boring super bowl on sunday (I was rooting for seattle, btw). Even the commercials were kind of tame. I did kind of like the BK Lounge one with all the hot toppings, though.
-pow-

my spiz ace

I finally got set up over at MySpace. Bear with me, it's still in progress. But apparently it's a lot more now than friendster is these days.

-keepin' up with the jonesesesess-

reviews are back!

film school - s/t: I may have reviewed this already, but I just started listening to it in earnest this week, and I'm digging it. Harkens back to some of the rougher edges of early Cure.

arctic monkeys - Whatever I Say I Am Is What I Am Not: Overrated british buzz band du jour. Way too cheeky. No grit.

she wants revenge - s/t: Is this some kind of side project for Paul Banks, because it sounds not just a little, but exactly like Interpol.

secret machines - Ten Silver Drops: I'd never listened to these guys last two albums, because I got them confused with the Suicide Machines. I have been caning this one since it leaked over the weekend. Kind of proggy indie rock, the first song reminds me of 'crown of thorns/chloe dancer'.

wilderness - vessel states: Another cd from the band that wants to be PiL realy bad, but comes off like an even worse version of Xiu Xiu.

-listening-