This is the question I keep asking myself…the more I feel disconnected the more it feels like everything is tricks and spin.

“Where is My Mind”

Oh -- stop

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there’s nothing in it
And you’ll ask yourself

Where is my mind [3x]

Way out in the water
See it swimmin’

I was swimmin’ in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin’ to talk to me, coy koi.

Where is my mind [3x]

Way out in the water
See it swimmin’ ?

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there’s nothing in it
And you’ll ask yourself

Where is my mind [3x]

Oh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Oh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Oh
Oh

Hey dOOd, one plus one equals two!

I am all for the democratic right to voice one’s opinion. It should be enforced and protected at all costs.

However,  probably the most disturbing thing about the current G20 footage – aside from reckless and ineffective vandalism  with no political point – I’ve seen more cameras and cellphones in the air than picket signs. 

Funny thing is that the footage being captured are not telling the true stories that should be told – the messages that the world leaders need to hear. The media has fixated on flaming police cars (which are coming out the common person’s taxes by the way) and marching batons…but so many regular people are capping the same useless shock footage that will end up tracking hits on Youtube.

We are so cyclical – we see these images on the news and can’t grow beyond them, in fact, we perpetuate them all for 15 seconds of clipped and repeated frame that will be dropped for the next day “News.”

I imagine the greatest protest to Harper’s 1.1 billion dollars spent would have been a political gathering that did not require an ounce of police effort. It started off that way and somehow disintegrated.

A few bad apples have taken the moment to release pent-up and misguided aggression on authority…which honestly seems like an attempt to recreate lyrics from music made to be sold to angst riddled teens. Not that I would ever give the police a gold star for merit with so many the bad apples on the force.  But it is all so disappointing – especially the hooligans.

Anyway, not that I imagine that many people are reading here, but if you have a political message that you wish was heard…the kind overshadowed by people and media who decided that antics were important than message – drop me a line and I’ll post your message.

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This is a punk anthem that perfectly captures the questions and feelings I have for those I care for…from start to end every one of the thoughts in the song I’ve had and I still ask from time to time.

I always have this crazy feeling that I need to grasp life and this song knows that nothing is a waste…

This isn’t the  first time I’ve posted about Enemy You and it won’t be the last. They are probably my favorite straight up Punk Rock band. Why?

They manage to condense everything I like about the genre – speed, harmony, riffs, and solid (thoughtful) lyrics into short powerful bursts.

I gave up on iTunes long time ago after the DRM issues hindered my enjoyment of my own music and the music I paid for – however when I found out that Nitro Records exclusively released Enemy You’s last album on Apple’s service – I picked it up. I’m very glad I did, because like their tongue-in-cheek 70s styled homage to the 80s in a love song – it is bitchin’

Hmmm, maybe I should write Nitro and demand an album.

This one is dedicated to you. Yeah, you. NEVER FADE AWAY.

Funny thing is…this band, her voice, and the music always make me think of the wonderful lady that introduced me to the band (one of the most amazing people I have ever met…and the longer I know her, the more I want too – a feeling I doubt is shared).

Does that happen to anyone else? It’s funny how a person can reside in your mind and pop up into your thoughts at the most strange, almost seemingly inconsequential times. This happens to me often especially when I listen to music.

I can’t figure out what it means. I almost wonder if I am buying the album not so much to listen to the music but to just think of her…very strange. Such is life, no? Help, I’n Alive…is exactly how am I feeling…it is so hard to be soft and tender:

Watching the  high scoring affair between the Ottawa Senators and the Pittsburgh Penguins last night got me thinking about some of my favorite hockey memories. Goalies can really make or break a playoff series.

The thing that always struck me as being funniest was when goaltenders got angry or fought – mostly because they are so armored up – its like watching people fight in those carnival sumo suits…if you just switched the soundtrack to Benny Hill…hilarity would ensue. Above is a homage to some “old time” goalie hockey fights.

I also remember watching the Leafs game in which Felix Potvin fought Ron Hextall and the one where Curtis Joesph fell into the referee…damn, I am a part of Leafs Nation.