Missing: One Pink Monkey

At some point over the past few days, it appears that someone ducked into our car after we’d forgotten to lock the doors. Thankfully, they didn’t take much — what they did take was this cute little monkey.

Monkey, Woodland, WA

She’d been the mascot for the car for the last year and a half, so it was a bummer to see that she’d gone missing (though a relief that nothing else was taken). Our best bet is that some kid saw us getting out, ducked in, and grabbed the cute lil’ monkey, but didn’t want to take the time to go through the rest of the car.

So — should anyone in the Seattle area happen to see some nefarious monkeynapper with our lil’ monkey, feel free to kick them. Hard. In the shin.

(If the guilty party happens to read this, Prairie would like you to at least please remember to pet the monkey’s nose. She likes that.)

iTunesI Am Streched On Your Grave” by O’Connor, Sinéad from the album So Far…The Best of Sinéad O’Connor (1990, 5:35).

11 Saints Release Concert

Okay…it’s finally time to take a few minutes break from math and play catch-up on this weekend.

Eleven SaintsFriday night was the concert for the release of Eleven Saints, Jason Webley‘s latest release, written collaboratively with Jay Thompson.

I showed up at The Paradox about an hour early, as Jason’s big shows tend to get pretty full pretty quickly. Only a few people were there quite that early, though, so I started wandering around and taking a few shots. Only a few minutes later, a girl sitting against the building said, “I think I know who you are.” Turns out she’d recognized me from my prior Webley photos and from the forum on Jason’s site, so I plopped down and we chatted while waiting for the doors to open.

Little JasonA bit after eight the doors opened, and we all (the line had grown to extend around the street corner by now) worked our way into the Paradox. Carrie (the girl I’d been chatting with) went on in to find a place to sit, while I wandered between the lobby and the auditorium watching people trickle in. chrismathewsjr brought along the Jason doll that he’d rescued after it floated away at the end of the 2003 Deathday show, which was fun to see again — I’m thrilled that that piece of Webley history didn’t end up disappearing into the Sound or some similar fate after we all sent it floating into the sky.

Eventually the hall started getting pretty full, so I figured it’d be a good time to find a place for myself. As I was heading in, an older gentleman caught my attention. “Excuse me,” he asked, “are you the guy who takes all those photos of Jason at the shows?” “Probably so,” I agreed — while I’m certainly not the only one to show up camera in hand (Josh, for instance, has photo archives dating back to 2001), I was lucky enough to have my Camp Tomato 2005 set mentioned in Jason’s e-mail alert about this weekend’s activities. “I just wanted to say thank you,” he said. “I’m Jason’s dad, and we love that you’re doing this.” Pretty cool, I thought.

Boo! Boo, say the goddesses!Pretty soon, the show got started, with Alex Xavier the Eleventh (last seen getting pelted with tomatoes at the end of last year’s Halloween show after trying to kill Jason) taking the stage to perform the introductions — though he was soon brought to a halt by the four Goddesses rushing on stage and urging us all to boo Alex away. They were soon stopped by Jason, who came on stage to explain that over the winter, he and Alex had talked and come to an understanding: Alex could be a little bit more good…and Jason could be just a little bit more evil. And with that, Alex finished welcoming us all to the show, and Jason took the stage.

Oh, Look! Lemons!This was a fairly different show from previous springtime shows. As Jason has completed his death/rebirth cycle and isn’t releasing a full-length album this year, the show ended up a little more random. Jason started off with a couple songs (initially declaring that since he hadn’t really written anything new, he was just going to perform all of the Footloose soundtrack on accordion…and even did a few verses of three or four songs from the movie), then introduced Jeff Harms to do a short set. Many of Jeff’s songs are silly little short pieces about random objects, dolls he’s seen in a store, lemons that have gone bad, and so on. During the song about lemons, he brought a couple friends out who sat on stage, scratched the peel off of some lemons, then tossed them out to the crowd, introducing “the first scratch-and-sniff song.”

Once Jeff was done, Jason came back — though instead of more music, we were treated (after some amusing technical difficulties) to a couple of videos. The first was an amusingly maudlin short film by Andy Brodie that Jason had written the music for, as well as having a small part as a funeral home embalmer. After that came a fifteen minute documentary about Jason that had been filmed over the winter in London by Charlotte Ross while Jason was on tour.

Jay ThompsonJason then announced that he had one more video to show us, but to break up the monotony, Jay Thompson was going to spend a few minutes reading us some of his poetry. Jay came on stage and spent about fifteen minutes reading a number of short pieces, one of which even included a mathematical formula — I don’t remember what it was anymore, but it was rather impressive that he was able to work that into a spoken word piece.

Eleven Saints VideoOnce Jay was done, it was time for one of the highlights of the evening: the premier of the video for ‘Eleven Saints’, the title track of the new EP. It’s a really fun video — it’s done in the same cutout stop-motion animation style of the pre-concert video at his 2004 Halloween Show, and hopefully it’ll be posted to the ‘net at some point in the near future (Jason alluded to such, it’s just a matter of watching for it to show up either on his site, his MySpace page, or perhaps other 18 [sites]19), as trying to describe it just wouldn’t really do it justice.

Ellie and JasonOnce the video was done, Jay came back onstage, and he and Jason did a couple more songs from the EP (and from its accompanying bonus CD), including ‘Big Old Spool’, which featured disco dancers onstage and the Tomato Goddess being rolled into the auditorium balancing on a big old spool. Jay then left, and Jason was joined for a few songs by Ellie, the granddaughter of Jason’s friend Joan, who is the inspiration for the song ‘Goodnight, Joan’. I must admit, I was quite taken by their slow, acoustic guitar and voice, ballad version of Def Leppard’s ‘Pour Some Sugar on Me’!

Tomato Scout OathOnce Ellie left the stage, the rest of Jason’s band came up along with Jay and the Goddesses to lead us in the Tomato Scout Oath and the Tomato Scout Anthem. Next came ‘Eleven Saints’, which got the crowd all riled up and set the tone for the rest of the evening — Jason’s usual blend of silliness, mayhem…and mess. Bags of bright red balloons were opened and tossed into the crowd, pillows were ripped open to send feathers flying, a boat was passed hand-over-hand over the crowd, and finally, tomatoes went flying through the air.

Spin!Jason and Jay donned sunglasses as they played the silly techno-ish song ‘Story of Boy’, then had the band lay down a disco-ish beat so that they could keep the dance club theme going as they segued into a club “remix” version of the ‘Drinking Song’! Soon they had the whole room spinning in circles, throwing their arms ’round each others shoulders, and swaying back and forth to the final chorus.

And not much later, after a few last mentions of Saturday’s second annual Camp Tomato, the music wound down, Jason and the band left the stage, and we all filed back out into the evening air — many of us to gather again at Woodland Park the next day.

That, however, is another post entirely.

In the meantime, here’s my full photoset for the concert.

iTunesRamblin’ Blues” by Jason Webley with Jay Thompson from the album Eleven Saints (2006, 3:16).

It’s just not the same…

Prairie, while putting on her makeup for the prom tonight:

It occurs to me that I’ve never done this without a half-dozen other girls.

Unfortunately, one boyfriend just isn’t quite the same.

 

 

 

 

 

(Even without the feminine support group, I think she’s doing fine, and looks gorgeous…)

iTunes3 Preludes: I. Allegro ben ritmato e deciso” by Previn, André/Shaham, Gil from the album Panorama: George Gershwin (1998, 1:30).

Random Bits…

  • The Ick has been beaten into submission, and I once again feel normal…or at least as normal as I tend to get.

  • I just saw the Simpsons episode (“Deep Space Homer“) responsible for coining the “…and I, for one, welcome our new (FILL IN THE BLANK) overlords,” catchphrase.

    • Aside from the occasional random episode while at friends’ houses, I’ve never actually seen The Simpsons. Therefore, Prairie and I have been picking up the season sets on DVD from time to time. We’re up to season five, and all these episodes have been brand new to me. It’s been a lot of fun discovering the source of various catchwords and phrases that I’ve known for years after they seeped into the general public consciousness.
  • I now own a white dress shirt, black bow tie, and black suit jacket. These will be worn tonight along with my mocker kilt and 14-eye Doc Marten boots while I’m photographing NSCC’s Career Link Academy Prom. I only wish the long-lost Tuxedo Utilikilt (seen here being worn by Dick Clark) would re-appear, as has been rumored for quite some time now. Still, the black Mocker will work for tonight.

  • Prairie will be heading down to see her sister graduate with her Master’s Degree from college this weekend. My work schedule, unfortunately, prevented me from going along. However, both Prairie and I will be at Jason Webley‘s Eleven Saints release party on Friday night, and I’ll be at Camp Tomato on Saturday.

    • A couple weeks ago, fellow Tomato Scout Laura Mulinski was kind enough to send me a package of bootleg Webley recordings to be added to my Jason Webley Bootlegs page. What I didn’t realize when she first asked me if I wanted these was how many she had to send, so I was quite surprised (though very happily so) to open the envelope to find 22 CDs that encompassed eleven shows recorded during 2005. I will eventually get all of these shows encoded to .mp3, tagged, and posted on the bootlegs page, but I haven’t even had a chance to get started on them yet…this will probably be a summertime project.

iTunesBrandenburg Concerto #6 in B flat – Allegro” by I Musici from the album Bach for Book Lovers (1997, 6:01).

The Scarlet F

Photos from Saturday night’s show have been posted: The Scarlet F (some images NSFW)!

The Scarlet F

I make no claims as to perfection (though, thankfully, it’s far better results than at last year’s Cascadiacon), but overall, not too shabby…and hopefully over time, the results will continue to improve. Everyone’s gotta start somewhere, right? ;)

(Major thing I need to remember: a center-stage seat isn’t necessarily the great idea it seems like, especially when it means any spoken word or vocal performers will be hidden behind the microphone. Oops. Hey, I’m learning….)

iTunesWrath” by K.M.F.D.M. from the album XTORT (1996, 10:09).

Beware the Ick

No Folklife for me this weekend; instead, I spent all my free time in bed, battling the Plague. Meh. Not nearly as much fun. Though it’s a four-day festival, I only had the one day free from work. Ah, well…there will be other years, and other festivals this summer. A bummer, but only a minor one.

Resting all day does, however, mean that I’m feeling pretty human by this point, so should be in good shape for tonight’s Scarlet F shindig.

And other than that…not much to report. NyQuil nights and DayQuil days don’t lend to a whole lot of excitement.

iTunesFuck the Millennium” by 2K from the album Fuck the Millennium (1997, 13:57).

Upcoming Photothingies

After a few days of grumbling and plotting devious ways of kicking my manager (severely, repeatedly, in the shin), my schedule has been reworked so that there are no more conflicts. Well, not true — I’m going to have to skip school for one day — but no major conflicts.

So.

Upcoming things where I will be wandering around, camera in hand:

  • Saturday, May 27: Northwest Folklife Festival

    Prairie and I will be wandering around during the day, I’ll be shooting more or less randomly. No set schedule or plan.

  • Saturday, May 27: The Scarlet F

    At the request of the lovely anzu, primarily for the fashion show and burlesque bits, but apparently I’ll be able to shoot the whole thing. Fun! Given that this is an “in your face celebration of queer femininity and femme identity”, I’m debating as to whether wearing my “I’m just here to get laid” t-shirt would provoke laughs or beatings (and not those of the enjoyable type).

  • Thursday, June 1: NSCC Career Link Prom

    Prairie’s teaching for Career Link, a G.E.D. program for students 16-21 who aren’t in high school. One of the things they do for the kids is throwing them a Prom, and I’ve been asked to act as a ‘roving photographer’ — no formal posed against a backdrop shots (as I understand), just candids throughout the evening.

  • Friday, June 2: Jason Webley‘s Eleven Saints EP Release Party

    Jason’s the one local artist that I’ve become a huge fan of since I moved to Seattle (see my Webely photos on Flickr or Webley posts on Eclecticism, for example). This is the release concert for his latest album, ‘Eleven Saints’. Seriously — if you’re not doing anything that evening, you should think about attending.

  • Saturday, June 3: Camp Tomato 2006

    Also a Jason Webley event, this is the sequel to last year’s inaugural Camp Tomato. Expect an afternoon of picnics, silliness, games, and tomatoes.

  • Friday, June 16: NSCC Career Link Graduation

    Along with Prom, I’ve also been asked to act as photographer for the Career Link graduation ceremonies. Nifty!

And that covers pretty much everything planned over the next few weeks. I’m hoping to be able to make it to some of the Seattle Pride festivities on Pride Weekend (June 24th-25th), but that will depend on my work schedule.

(Speaking of…did you know that we get two Pride Parades this year? I really wonder how well that’s going to go over….)

iTunesOh L’Amour” by Erasure from the album Pop! The First 20 Hits (1992, 3:07).

The Perils of Being Blogged

I got an amusing little story from Xebeth yesterday that she’s granted me permission to pass on…

Must make this quick…. Out in the [doctor’s] waiting room- I am typing away on blog and then zoom to your site to see what’s new (love those pics!), when guy next to me goes-

“That’s the numbnut from Microsoft- right??”

I just kind of stare.

“Sorry- probably rude of me- but is that the guy who got in trouble for taking pictures and posting them on his website.”

I have to admit- I was dying at this point. “Yes. Michael Hanscom.”

“You actually know him??” Guy is now turning my computer towards him.

DO I EVER?! I think what I really said was more like, “Very close friend of mine.”

Guy now takes my hand and starts shaking it. “Well pleasure to meet you. Tell your friend I think he is great. I read his website everyday. I think he got hosed. Cool guy, seems nice. Hold it!”

At this point I am a little scared. I take back hand. “Hold what?”

“You look familiar!!!” Oh dear god- please no- not in the hospital….

Pickles!! PAP SMEAR!! I loved that!”

Yep darlin’, you’ve made me famous. Not as famous as you of course, but famous…!

Apparently there are occasionally some interesting side effects to knowing me and being mentioned on here! Too funny.

Oh, and hello to my mysterious reader! Rude or not, I’ll certainly not be one to disput the ‘numbnut’ label for that particular adventure. ;)

Of abnormal psychology and meeting women

Many years ago, Royce and Jana (the “untamed librarian,” in Royce’s words) were taking an abnormal psychology class together.

One slow day, they decided to relieve their in-class boredom by stringing together every symptom they could think of into one long word…then figure out what it meant.

The result:

Pseudocoitoxenohematomysonecropyrobestioacroclaustro-ochlohydrophobia: The fear of being forced to pretend to have sex with the unfamiliar bloody infected corpse of a flaming animal at 15,000 feet in a small crowded wading pool.

Later on, when I was hanging out in the Yahoo chat rooms, I attempted to use this for a screen name, but it was far too long. Instead, I pared it down to pyropedonecrobestiality, and used that as my default chat name. One day the name caught the eye of someone else in the chat room, who figured that anyone who’d use that for a name had to have both a sense of humor and a few brain cells to rub together, and they struck up a conversation…

…and that’s how Prairie and I first started talking. Eventually (after somewhere over a year) we actually met in person, and things gradually went on from there, but at least at the beginning…

Yup.

I met my girlfriend because the chat name I was using declared that I was sexually aroused by having intercourse with the flaming corpse of an underaged puppy.

Bet’cha there’s not too many people who can make that claim when asked how they met their significant other.

iTunesMind Your Own Business” by Pigface from the album Easy Listening… (2002, 3:25).