this is a commercial i helped my friend make for darby's cafe in olympia. darby's sponsored a movie called the decline of western civilization part's 1 and 3, which are about punk music in the 80s and 90s, hence the punk theme. enjoy.
recently, i found out that several months ago, a person and artist who i admired very much had passed away. her name is suki berg, and she was 93 years old. she was still painting in her 90s, and as she was a close family friend, i was fortunate enough to spend enough time with her to create some joyful memories with her tremendously light and beautiful soul.
for nearly the last decade of her life, her health would decline, and suki and her family were convinced she was about to die, and then she would remarkably get better again. she would keep on taunting the world with her relentless and bright humor. i believe that she was ready to pass on, and i think she waited to meet her newborn grandson david before she left us. a favorite phrase of hers was to say, "i made a deal with the lord. i said take me instead of taking another young person's life." i know she had a very special impact on everyone who had the good fortune to meet her, she was truly a rare gem of such immeasurable spirit and wonder all contained in a tiny 4' 7" frame.
I have included some pictures of her artwork here, but this is just a tiny portion of her extensive portfolio. i love you suki, knowing you was a true gift, and i'll miss your fire.
on september eleventh, i saw the band sleep at the roseland theartre in portland oregon. this is my revue of the concert:
"highs" 1. extreme hearing loss. it felt like being hit in the skull with a hammer for 2 hours. i had tinnitus for like 2 days straight.it was awesome.
2. fans. there was one in particular that i wanted to give the nobel prize. he was gigantic, and had a great big mustache. among many other totally sweet moves, he did super slow motion punches and ballerina spins through the pit and guarded people from being crushed when they fell down. he also yelled at people to shut up when sleep was playing a short instrumental piece. then i found out he was from olympia. i want to meet him and shake his hand.
3. memorial. as the encore was about to begin, scott kelly (shrinebuilder) took the mic, and asked the audience to join him in a moment of silence for our fallen hero...and paused. for moment, i was like, "oh yeah, it's 9/11, i was wondering if they were going to mention that." but then he continued and said "ronnie james dio." and of course, everyone just screamed in appreciation, instead of being silent, which was probably more appropriate.(side note: voodoo doughnuts did have a 9/11 themed doughnut with white frosting, red and blue sprinkles, and two pretzel sticks sticking up out of it.)
4. facial hair extravaganza. there were soooo many great mustaches and beards, i had to be careful not to stare though because many of the owners looked kind of scary. but it was one of the best unofficial gatherings of facial hair aficionados i have ever seen.
lows 1. illness. i have a cold, and i was maybe a little too tired to fully engage myself in 2 hours of doom metal.
2. fans. there were some real freak maleeks in the crowd. at one point, this dude was creeping me out and getting way to close to me, and i wanted to destroy him, but i just moved back a few rows. another guy hit me in the balls in the pit. i also helped pick someone up who fell, and i got his armpit sweat all over my hands.
3. what now? i think the worst part was knowing that i will never rock that hard or loud ever. it seemed to be impossibly loud, and impossibly doom-y. i'm starting a stoner/doom/drone metal band with my friend, and i'm feeling like there is no way to top sleep, so i'm gonna have to get really creative.
4. lack of documentation. besides the fact that i went to the show alone, i also didn't bring a camera, so i'll have to suffice with my cell phone pictures.