Weedeater / Weedeater 1995 sealed CD (Iowa)

Weedeater / Weedeater 1995 sealed CD (Iowa) – $12.99 : Thingery Shopping, PayPal Spoken Here

Here’s what you’ll find about this band anywhere on the Internet, who would I be to alter the text (but I did clean up the typos and misspellings):

A stoner metal band formed in the early 90s in Clear Lake, Iowa consisting of Doug Jones, Jeff Jones and Mark Huddleston. In 1995 they released a self titled album on Pearl Records out of Kansas City. The record was produced by Marvin Jackson, Montel Jones & Weedeater. Assistant Engineering done by Marc Wilson. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.

Cowboy Bar
Killing 4 Jesus
Six Day Crash
Going Back
Letter To You
Test Rat

Pearl Records, PEA 1002

Cobblestone Ballroom ashtray

this is from my personal collection, not-for-sale

Cobblestone Ashtray 1

Cobblestone Ashtray 2

John Prine Iris Dement SUX 6/15/11

Tom and I attended John Prine’s performance at The Orpheum, Sioux City, Iowa, last night. Iris Dement shared much of the night, opening with about ten tunes solo on the piano and at various times with Prine, including the encore.

I came away with two immediate thoughts: Prine somehow reminded me of George Gobel, and I really should have caught on by now that Dement is and has been a resident of Iowa for some time now.

I’ve never been to a show at that venue, and maybe it’s customary there, but I thought the crowd was a little tame. Judging by the kind of surprised laughter much of his funny stuff evoked, I’m guessing there were a number of attendees who were not necessarily his “devout”.

That first album was 40 years ago; maybe his “devout” aren’t that mobile anymore (shudder).

I had a wonderful time, it’s a great venue, the sound was adequate (I would have tolerated louder), and all the performers turned in a solid night, albeit without “Illegal Smile”, or something maybe from Common Sense, and without the audience bursting into much sing-along, but I had several transcendental moments, notably during Angel From Montgomery, a song that has always “gotten me”, during which Jason Wilber’s guitar playing was positively sublime, throwing me into a brief Nils Lofgren moment from years ago……

Sioux City (known locally as SUX) is trying to cope with flooding and it’s hard to say for me whether that somehow impacted attendance, but the show wasn’t sold out, and that’s kind of surprising. Prine thanked the audience a couple of times for coming out on a Wednesday night and I wonder if that isn’t a nice way of saying gee, I notice there are rows of empty seats in the back…..

and maybe that has something to do with the part where tickets are sixty dollars. I wouldn’t begrudge the economics of that, but I also wouldn’t have been sitting in the seat if Tom hadn’t bankrolled the operation, so I need to express special appreciation for that.

It was a beautiful night for a drive, even through a couple of wrong Sioux City neighborhoods on the way out, and another successful event for the Rainy Day Music team of the 21st century.

Shoot video of animal abuse? Face 10 years in prison

Shoot video of animal abuse? Face 10 years in prison.

This little item popped up on the noon news here in close proximity to a little story about a couple of almost-20-somethings getting a couple of years’ worth of probation for breaking and entering a business, and our big local buzz about kids calling bomb threats into the local schools.

Yeah, I think this is what we need: we’ve been vulnerable too long to sneaky activists who make movies of chickens and pigs and we need yet another law to discourage them, preferably one with five times the consequences of stealing 100 bottles of beer from a pizza retailer.

We’ll be a much saner society when this one goes through.

Stick A Pencil In Your Car To Start It

I just happened to have a semi-sobering thought: I’m actually getting old. I can remember starting my car with a pencil.

Sometime about the first of 1971 or so, my parents presented me with a brand new orange Vega hatchback. Wish I still had it today, but those were disposable cars. While I did have it though, I lived in Iowa City, where I was going to college, on East Burlington Street (and later Dubuque Street) where we had to park around the corner on a side street which was completely occupied every night.

My buddies had junk cars and they knew how to make them go no matter what. It doesn’t especially get really cold in Iowa City that much, but sometimes it would long enough to keep a high percentage of those cars from starting because it was too cold.

I wasn’t “good” with cars then, I haven’t been since then and I’m never going to be, but there was one trick that worked surprisingly well with those cars. You took a pencil (kept handy with the car) and jammed it into the carburetor to richen the gas/air mix and that often worked.

I’d have to give it some thought, but it’s probably been three decades or better since I’ve been able to fix anything on any automobile or make it work any differently with anything so profoundly simple as a soft lead number two pencil…….