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iTunes ‘Genius’ has some interesting picks today.  I used Kings of Leon’s “Sex on Fire” as the base and somehow P!nk’s new one came up (yes I have P!nk’s new one on my iTunes).  We didn’t fight long, I forgave iTunes because she included a couple hits from my fave band The National and one from the Hold Steady.


I read an article today about Canadians fleeing stress and moving to the Tropics.

Canadians Flee the Stress of The Cities for Place Like Costa Rica

The article says that some of us are rejecting this crazy consumer culture for an easier way in the jungle.  Maybe eating monkey?

An extensive survey released late last year by an economist at the University of British Columbia found that people overestimate the amount of happiness they’ll get from material things.

So the answer is to run away to a sunnier place.  It would be a lie if I said I have never thought of it.  Sometimes I get so stressed out and tired.  Some guy wrote a book about meditation called It Begins With Silence.  Maybe one day I’ll actually read that.  I typed “Begins With Silence” into a search engine and I found a t-shirt that says, “Music Begins With Silence,” and I was like whoa…

One thing I used to do a lot more of to decompress and self medicate was listen to music.  Listen for the pleasure of listening.  It helped that A:  I had no baby, and B: I walked an hour a day which was valuable time to listen.  Lately, I have been listening more and it makes a difference.

It has been awhile since I’ve heard a song that I love, like L O V E.  and finally I have that again.  I have a crush on the new KOL track “Use Somebody.”  Like a 12-year-old, I fire this thing up on repeat.  The song is one of those rare gems that actually makes me feel better just from listening.  Sorta like booze, but I don’t puke up any foam.  Driving to Hugos last night, I pushed the limits of the Jeep’s stereo with the song.  Motivational…

Got me really fired up to spin at Hugo’s.  My Tuesday night is coming to an end on October twenty-something… 21st maybe?  Is that a Tuesday?  Yesterday was pretty slow, everyone kept telling me, “don’t worry Jeremy, EVERYWHERE is slow,” which sorta made me feel better.  The night picked up a bit and the people that did come were a good time.  I will miss my Tuesday nights… come the end of October I’ll need to find another job.  There are a couple plans floating around right now, so we’ll see what pans out.  If I end up doing a dance night, I think I want to do something reggae-ish and call my night the “The Tropic of Jeremy.”  That makes me laugh every time. Every time.

The other idea I had was creating a small production business crafting mini-infomercials or content commercials for businesses.  They can use them as commercials that educate or edusell, or even as podcasts on their websites… I dunno.  Still kinda heshing that out in the brain.


On my show Friday, Victoria rockers theset will be coming by for an interview and live performance.

theset is truth

They play a show on Friday night at the White Eagle Hall and then its off on a tour.  They’ll be heading to Deadmonton so I emailed Adam at Sonic 102.9 about meeting the boys and having a listen to their new album, Neveroddoreven.  Adam sent me a band from Edmonton to check out called The Wet Secrets.

The Wet Secrets

Adam says, ” We’re playing the snot out of Secret March, and its getting a phenomal reaction.

ewwwwww, snot.

Next week I am filling in for Dylan on the morning show.  So far I am looking forward to an interview with author Sarah Kramer on the 24th and an interview with author Patrick Lane on the 30th.  Maybe I should try and hook up an interview with the “It Begins With Silence” guy?  I’d be into learning more about that.

For the Is Dave There? game I want to try and track down some famous Daves.  Like Dave Babych… but maybe also David Lettermen and David Suzuki.  Any other famous Daves you can think of to try and call so people can win prizes?


Coral and I took Madelyn for shots yesterday.  Amazingly she did NOT cry for the first one and barely cried on the second.

We got her standing up a bit on her wobbly legs (some pics are posted on my Facebook).

She baby babbles.  Baby babbles very loudly.

She just babbles on and on and on…. its like, “Jeezus baby, would you just shut it and play a bloody song already!”

She is whip smart.  Always exploring and learning about her world. I have said it before… she is not going to be a doctor or an astronaut, she is going to be a doctor on a spaceship!  Maybe after she discovers how to travel the speed of light.  and she’ll make Coke Zero taste good… and I’ll be thin with awesome hair and a laser machete.

Go with yourself.

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I love our laptop.  OK, so I am not using the laptop right now… Coral is in the main room watching her stories and I like to listen to music while I blog.

My other minor obsession right now is iTunes’ Genius.  It is not just a clever name, this thing is genius.  I just punch in one song that I am feeling, and it culls my epic playlist for a nice bite sized 25 song playlist based on… magic.  Its gunna put my playlist making in the BC Museum, but I don’t really mind.  I had a baby and spending hours researching and listening to music for no reaosn other than enjoyment is silly.  You’re not suposed ot enjoy music, just consume it.

This is guy is a little more critical than me.

I like how I pick one song I am feeling, and then the machine goes through my 9,000 songs and picks out about 25 that fit the vibe.  I like that it picks some favourites and some album cuts that I wouldn’t normally associate (and I think Mozilla’s spell check just crapped out… silly beast) with what I am feeling today.

I am sure I’ll tucker of the whole thing tomorrow, but today, it is mighty fine.


Read this interesting article today.

Study Draws New Portraits of Narcissism

Basically it says that if you work in the media, you’re fucked up.  That is true.


Next week, I’ll be filling in for Dylan on the Morning Zone.  I think I’ll be having Vegan Author Sarah Kramer on the show.  Plus… this might be a little epic, but I want to try and call some famous Daves for “Is Dave There?”

like Dave Babych… and I’ll talk to his mustache and maybe ask him about how weird it was being married to his brother’s wife’s twin sister.  Like what?  His brother was his brother-in-law?  weird.

Also, Mike Devlin at the Times-Colonist spoils me and has a copy of Kings of Leon’s new record for me.  Huzzah.  Maybe some  KOL preview action and Mike’s thoughts, tomorrow on the show.

Local Vic rockers theset will be coming by on Friday for a chit-chat and live performance.

And what else on the work front?  Oh, I am trying to get Sheldon the producer to put Pro-Tools in another production studio so we can both work at the same time during the day and I can continue my production journey and go home at 7PM.

Almost done reading “The Grapes of Wrath.”  A L M O S T.  God, I have battled the book for awhile, but so close.  I can see why it is a classic.  Very good.  Not going to get into it here.  But if you are like, “Swa?  What is the Grapes of Wrath.?”  You can coles-notes it here.

The parallels of of what the Jodes went through and what is going on today with this planet today are crazy.

There are many quotes I want to take from the book.  A couple I want to share here are:

1) This one is for Coral and for my mother.  I think it is really sweet and I want to get it printed on a poster or a mother’s day card:

“(…) seemed to have experienced all possible tragedy and to have mounted pain and suffering like steps into a high calm and superhuman understanding.  She seemed to know, to accept, to welsome her position, the citadel of the family, the strong place that could not be taken.  And since old Tom and the children could not know hurt or fear unless she acknowledged hurt and fear, she had practiced denying them in herself.  And since, when a joyful thing happened, they looked to see whether joy was on her, it was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials.  But better than a joy was calm.  Imperturbability could be depended upon.  And from her great and humble position in the family she had taken dignity and a clean calm beauty.  From her position as healer, her hands had grown sure and cool and quiet; from her position as arbiter she had become as remote and faultless in judgement as a goddess.

I like that passage in the book.  I thought it was very pretty.

The book takes the Jode family to some pretty dark places.  When they get to California it ain’t all movie stars and rock & roll music.

2) The Jodes have a hard time finding work and all the landowners call anyone wanting a fair wage a red.  Tom gets a job digging for a farmer and sure enough, on day one, he gets his wage cut down.

Tom stepped clear of the ditch and wiped the sweat out of his eyes.

“You hear what that paper said ’bout agitators up north a Bakersfiel’?”

“Sure,” said Wilkie.  “They do that all a time.”

“Well, I was there.  They wasn’t no agitators.  What they call reds.  What the hell is these reds anyways?”

Timothy scraped a little hill level in the bottom of the ditch.  The sun made his white bristle beard shine.  “They’s a lot a fellas wanta know what a reds is.” He laughed.  “One of our boys foun’out.”  He patted the pile of earth gently with his shovel.  “Fella named Hines – got ’bout thirty thousan’ acres, peaches and grapes-got a cannery an’ a winery.  Well, he’s all a time talkin’ about ‘them goddamn reds.’ ‘Goddamn reds is drivin’ the country to ruin,’ he says, an’ ‘We got to drive these here red bastards out.’ Well, they were a young fella jus’ come out west here, an’ he’s listenin’ one day.  He kinda scratched his head an’ he says, ‘Mr. Hines, I ain’t been here long.  What is these goddamn reds?’ Well, sir, Hines says, ‘A red is any son-of-a-bitch that wants thirty cents an hour when we’re payin’ twenty-five!’  Well, this young fella he thinks about her, an’ he scratches his head, an’ he says, ‘Well, Jesus, Mr. Hines, I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch, but if that’s what a red is-why, I want my thirty cents an hour.  Ever’body does.  Hell, Mr. Hines, we’re all reds.'”


I’m going to leave you with a couple “red” cuts for those of you out there trying to make a buck… then I am going to pour a hot bath and finish the Grapes of Wrath.


I hope you kept the receipt for that tiara Bee.

You know you love me.


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