I finally stopped playing Wheel of Fortune and The Price Is Right on Facebook long enough to start doing a bit of web design. I decided it's time to do something with thisisnthollywood.com, since I own it and like the domain. And what I decided is that after two years, I'm going to close this blog and move it over there. So after I finally get around to launching thisisnthollywood.com, that's going to become my new "official website."
Some people take themselves way too seriously.
They've got their heads planted firmly into their own asses.
That is all.
Holy shit. Just looked at a calendar, and I've realized that this next 28 days is going to be one hell of a ride. We're booked for five shows this month around WNY, including tonight with Smile Empty Soul and the 27th with a set of four national metal bands. We'll be in our hometown of Niagara Falls on the 13th with close friends of ours, we'll be paying homage to the late, great Dimebag Darrell for charity once again on the 20th, and returning to Club Diablo on the 28th.
Ah, Club Diablo. The shit that Jorge and I have gone through since the last time we set foot in that building is remarkable. We sat around for nearly a year and a half wondering when we'd get back on stage. We lost two members to family commitments. We auditioned guys who are incredibly talented musicians that wanted to try to play exactly like it sounds on our recordings, much to our dismay. We had friends fill in and then bail while on the search for new bandmates. We've dealt with acoustic band practices while searching for a drummer. We finally gotten all of the pieces in place, and we finally got back on the stage after nearly two years. Now we're returning to the place where it all nearly ended, better and stronger than ever before.
That's not the show I'm looking forward to the most, however. No, that one is tonight's show with Smile Empty Soul. I said a few weeks ago that I used to sing their song "Silhouettes" to my daughter to lull her to sleep. To finally be able to say "I played a show with a national act" is awe inspiring, because in just four short months, this lineup of thinksobrain has risen to a level that the previous incarnation never got to see. Where's the limit? There isn't one.
Well, this is it. Tomorrow is a turning point for thinksobrain. our first show with a national act. To say that we're excited is an understatement. Hoping everything goes well - and that this post turns out ok since I'm using my mobile phone to post it.
Before I get started, I just want to say that I'm not really sure I'm ready for another tribute article just quite yet. Michael Jackson's was hard enough, and to find out that Billy Mays died just a couple of days later was a complete shock and just made the way I felt at that time that much worse. That said, I'm going to try my damnedest to honor the memory of Billy Mays as best I can. AWESOME UPDATE: Billy Mays III says he really liked this tribute!
Hi, ThinkSoJoE here for a tribute to Billy Mays, the greatest pitchman of all time! Bought a ShamWoW from Vince? Didn't work too well? Billy's got something for that! Your knives are too dull to even cut through a sponge? Billy's got something for that! Cat's litter box smell too bad? Billy's got something for that! Hungry? Billy's got something for that too!
But wait - there's more!
If you're living in an apartment where you're not allowed to put holes in the wall, how can you hang up new shelves for more storage? Billy's got something for that! Need to clean a bunch of things but don't want to buy numerous expensive cleaning products? Billy's got something for that!
How much would you expect to pay for this one of a kind pitchman? $100? $200? No way! If you act now, you'll get Billy Mays for just two easy payments of...
Billy Mays, we'll miss you. While we're cleaning everything in sight with OxiClean and hanging shelves on the wall with Mighty Putty, we'll be enjoying some patented Billy Burgers from the Big City Slider Station in your memory. We've had a lifetime of guys trying to sell us products for "incredibly low" prices, but your charisma and winning personality pushed you through the crowd and into a league of your own. We'll need a whole lot of Mighty Mendit to fix all the broken hearts left in your passing.
William Darrell "Billy" Mays, Jr
1958 - 2009