Wednesday, April 1, 2009

I'm going to be in a drum magazine!

As a drummer I have managed to accomplish some pretty awesome goals in my (so far) very short career; I have played at Giants Stadium, was given an all access pass for the Bamboozle, played at the Stone Pony, got sponsored by a stick company, and now I'm about to achieve another. I am told that the below picture (taken by my very good friend Pete Manse) will be featured in Drumhead Magazine as part of my sponsor's AD layout. Reggie (who runs Bombard Drumstick Co.) was nice enough to sponsor me, but also put me as his "model." Thanks Reg.

I take nothing in this world for granted and can honestly say that everything is really great right now. I'm settling down and for once in my life getting some real work done. Enjoy the below picture!

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

A Review: "I Love You, Man"

Often enough I am bored with comedies... They are repetitive of their predecessors, far too over the top, or just entirely too long (Thank you "Stepbrothers"). Though it hasn't been a long time since a gust busting comedy has rolled through theaters, I was pleasantly surprised with how much I really enjoyed "I Love You, Man." Paul Rudd plays the best awkward spaz since Jason Biggs' portrayal of Jim in the first "American Pie" movie a decade ago. With the perfection of his awful impression ("Slap-a-da-bass") and his random nicknames provides a great juxtaposition to the cool, collected, or eccentric characters around him.

Jason Segal is on the other end of the spectrum; just as funny as his counter-part, he speaks before thinking, always has a scheme, and rubs off as the quintessential "cool guy" who really is a little "special" under it all. In what I think is the most uncomfortable (and by this I mean awesome...) scene in the film, Segal gives a little speech at Rudd's engagement party about "returning the favor." The theater was split between outrageous laughter and severe cringing and writhing in the seats. Its also very difficult to forget the Lou Ferrigno cameo where Segal keeps referring to him as "Hulk" until Ferrigno places him in a sleeper hold. Classic.

In a world where cinema is filled with watered down remakes of horror films, god-awful spoof films, mind numbing chick flicks, and repetitious brain melting comedies, "I Love You, Man" is genuinely funny; I use that word VERY lightly as hardly anything coming into theaters is genuine anymore. I mean, has anyone else actually watched the new "X-Men Origins: Wolverine" trailer? Can anyone figure out what is going on there and what an enormous piece of garbage that cash cow is going to be? Wasn't Liev Schreiber's portrait above Satan and Saddam's bed at one point?