A Pretty Bad Virus

I recently found an episode of The Any Milonakis Show in my itunes. I realized that show was awesome. It always had a guest star and was freakin funny. I always find good shows after they are no longer aired. It might have something to do with not having cable, but I think it's mostly that people watch terrible things on television these days and the shows that are really good don't get enough hype to stick around. Anyway, look up The Andy Milonakis Show and enjoy.

Car chase update

So the story is in the news now, but basically some idiot 19 year old was suspected for armed robery, stole a car and when they tried to pull him over he decided it was a nice day to try to evade. He bailed into the woods and actually got away. But later he checked into the hospital with frost bite and got bagged. I was wrong about the car. It was a Mazda 6. In any event, the kid is only 19 and has already been in a high speed chase. What am I doing with my life?

High Speed Chase

At around 5:15PM last night, I pulled off the freeway at the central Mt. Shasta exit. I turned left to go into town to pick up Rachel. It was mostly dark out as I came around the corner and started up the hill of the overpass. As soon as I came up high enough to see car lights in the other lane, I noticed that there were car lights in my lane. My first thought was that it was some idiot kid racing a friend. I let off the gas just in case, expecting him to slow down and get back behind the truck he was passing. But oh no, that is not what this guy did. Apparently he was going much faster than I originally thought. He gassed it and darted in front of the truck as I slammed on my brakes and turned out of the way. I slammed on my horn and looked to the rear view mirror in time to see him pass the next car. Basically I'm thinking "WTF mate". I Begin on my way again and as I come over the overpass I see all sorts of lights and hear all sorts of sirens. I pull off the road again and a mix of CHP and Sheriff vehicles fly by. There were probably about six in all and they were all going super fast. I was so pumped to have witnessed a high speed chase through little Mt. Shasta. And I was a little happy that I wasn't involved. I'm pretty sure he was driving the car in the picture. I really hope he was just doing it for the fun of it. Cause that would be awesome.

Music sweet music, I wish I could caress

Itinerary for Trevor Scott week of November 9th to the 15th:

Monday Nov. 10: 12:00 PM go to studio and set up for next day recording session. Find out that the group wants to rehearse so set up for that instead. Stay there until 10:30 PM to make sure everything is OK.

Tuesday Nov. 11: 8:00 AM go to studio and set up for 11:00 AM session that should have been set up already. Record Jimi Hendrix cover of Manic Depression for 15 hours. 11:30 PM go home and go to sleep.

Wednesday Nov. 12: 9:00 AM go back to studio to clean up session that should have been cleaned up last night. Find out that they want to do some guitar over-dubs even though I have to be at work in a few hours. They don't seem to mind so record guitar over-dubs from 2:00 PM to 4:45 PM and finish clean up super fast because a REAL band is setting up right after we're done. 5:30 PM go to work and actually get paid.

Itinerary for Mitch Mitchel, drummer for Jimi Hendrix, same week:

Some time early in the week arrive in Portland, OR for the last stop of an 18 city US tour for a Jimi Hendrix dedication type thing.

Wednesday Nov. 12: Be found dead in Portland Hotel.

The group I was recording was put together by a lady that works at the studio doing video editing. She is a drummer and chose the Jimi Hendrix cover song that was played and recorded by Mitch Mitchel back in the 60's. Coincidences are always weird, but this is pretty high up there in my life.

I've Got A Bad Feeling About This

Dear Fred Mascherino,

I did not come to know the band “Taking Back Sunday” that you were a part of. It was a unique and creative band on the cutting edge of a new era of music. The newest wave of Punk Rock was dying away and a more sensitive and emotional brand of post anger and rebellion was giving way to a new fad. It was called "Emo". This was not the first time in history this had happened though. It actually happened before; right after “Punk Rock” was invented. However this new brand that TBS was partly responsible for was a little bit better; what with newer technology and what not. At the time that I came to know them, they had a guitarist/backup vocalist that was not you. I began to like them very much. I would even have called myself a fan. Then something changed. I believe that someone in the band had a feud with someone in a different band (Brand New), over a girlfriend and fidelity issues. I’m not quite sure if it was this other guitarist that was involved, but I do know that he eventually ceased to be a part of the band and the issue inspired some really great songs from both bands. Somewhere shortly after is where you came in. I wasn’t aware of the switch at first, just of a new album put out by the band. It was still Taking Back Sunday, but also different. I was resistant to liking it for quite a while and that was an error on my part. I liked the band how it was so I viewed change as bad and something not to like. I noticed through various glimpses of the band, whether it was in music videos that were undeniably artistic or just in ads for the new album, that the group had obtained a fairly odd new member. First of all he had to be much older than the rest of the band. And second of all… who’s that dude! As much as I did not approve of the doings of this other guitarist (if it was him), lineup changes are always iffy to me. However, I am writing this to admit that I was wrong. Wrong indeed. I should have trusted the band that I had come to love to choose a replacement that they believed in. The new record began to grow on me against my will. Every snippet of a song I heard would catch my ear. A drum beat would get stuck in my head; or I would find myself humming along to the vocal lines. I gave the record a second chance and it blew me away. I realized how much more creative, and intricate it was compared to earlier work. The band had matured, at least musically, a great deal. Then I come to find out that you had a lot to do with this. By the time the next album is released I am fully adjusted to the new lineup and the dynamic created with this new guitarist/vocalist/songwriter. I fall instantly in love with the new record. After a while I was already anticipating the next album. Then boom! You’re gone. I finally appreciate the way you compliment this band and you have to leave. Seriously! You are a great guitarist and an excellent song writer. As much as I love Adam’s antics, I think the image of you being that solid rock to anchor the band is what made it. Everybody likes to relate to a band, and everybody needs that solid friend you can depend on. I’m sure that your solo stuff will be good, but it’s that resistance to change that leaves me doubting that either band will be quite as good. I suppose there was enough talent to be divided and still have enough to go around. But that’s just me hoping. Best of wishes to the fam.

Sincerely,

Me

Twenty Two

I'm one year older now since last time I saw you in case you wanna know, I'm about to say what I'm up to first of all I'm a sluggard movin' slow in a clumsy way some peace of mind is what I want, but that will be the day I've been going with the flow for too long now, this must end running 'round in circles, I've been so far away from myself searching for the energy and the time to make a change in my life instead of watching it pass by, get something done while I'm alive. I'm twenty two, don't know what I'm supposed to do or how to be, to get some more out of me. I'm twenty two, so far away from all my dreams I'm twenty two, feeling blue. I try to activate myself the best I can so that boredom won't catch up with me, i've my daily plan wake up late, then rehearse a bit with the band, I guess it's cool? Later when I'm home again I boil a note or two then I go to bed that's what I do. Afraid that I will be weak forever I can't stay in this shape any longer my life's just another cliche.

It's a little sad how much meaning this Millencolin song has to me. One would look at my life and think I might have a plan. However, I haven't a freakin clue. I just finished my intern hours for school. This is a good thing, but now what!? I can't be at the studio as much as I would like because I have to actually work a job for money. I gotta get paid. Well hey, that's just the way it is.

It scares the ever living loving crap out of me every time I doubt that the career that I paid $14,000 to go to school for is really what I want to do. It makes me sick to think that I made such an amazing girl such as Rachel go through such hardships for nothing. With fear of whining too much, I'll leave it with this: Being a God fearing individual I know that all I have to do is follow the doors that are opened before me and discern when to take that needed first step into the unknown as long as what I'm doing is to bring glory to Him. It's just that it's really scary man. I just need to stay humble I guess.

On that note, I carved the most awesome pumpkin EVER!!! Oh yeah, three exclamation marks just happened. It takes a certain obsession prone person to spend five hours carving a pumpkin. I am of that crippling disposition. But the products are sometimes pleasing. Rachel's pumpkin is also very impressive with much less time wasted. If I could be as talented as she maybe I'd have more time to figure out my life. But look at that pumpkin. Trevor Scott, you've done it again.

Is spelt even a word?

Have you ever cut yourself clipping your toenails? I just did for what I think is the first time in my life. I also think that is the first time I've ever spelt the word toenail. Ok, I think that's the first time I've ever spelt the word "spelt". Maybe not, it's been a really long time since I've written anything.
So... Jeff has a blog and I also read a really good daily blog by the steep and cheap guy. It seems fun to blab about stuff you think and care about. However, writing a blog therefore creates a conundrum for me because I neither think nor care about many things. At most, the things that I may ponder are very unlikely to exist in the thoughts or cares of anyone else. But, I'm going to pollute the inner nets with my nonsense banter anyway. Hopefully this will promote more thinking, caring, and writing in my life. I think I'll try to write a new one every two weeks. It won't be nearly as good as the two previously mentioned blogs so no one has to feel obligated to comment or even continue reading. However you can expect topics such as music, life... actually you know what... you can't expect anything. This is my blog and I can do anything I want. I could just paste a study on feces some week and by the time you realized it you would be half way through. You think you know? You have no idea. This is the blog of Trevor Scott.