Weblog and Playground of Gord Fynes

TODAY MARKS MY HALFWAY POINT through another decade. And no, these are *not* my Carlsberg years. I now prefer to think of ’em as my Greens Plus and exercise years.

I’ve got the day off from work; the sun is shining; the boy is with his auntie this evening, which means dinner and a movie (in a theatre, for a change). Since the price of a movie is now down to $9.95, perhaps we’ll catch both Sin City AND Hitchhiker’s Guide. Perhaps.

Since I’ve had the time this morning, I’ve posted some of the latest batch of photos just back from the shop.

If anyone feels like spending money, here’s one place to do so.

I’m going for a bike ride.

Yet another new feature on this here site, providing your browser supports it. The underlined letters in the navigation menu to your right represent the access key for that particular page. For Mac users, it’s CONTROL + access key; PC users, I believe it’s ALT + access key.

This feature allows you, dear reader, to navigate from page to page sans mouse clickings.

UPDATE: the letter “H” is now the access key for the homepage.

THURSDAY NIGHT WAS THE FIRST TIME I’d gigged at Revival on College St. in Little Italy. Large room, nice decor, great sound. Too bad we were the last band on at 1:00am. (insert sarcastic tone) Big crowd at that time on a Thursday.

I’d booked off a vacation day for this past Friday so as to a) be able to sleep in a bit after the previous late night’s gig and b) get to see Star Wars on a Friday afternoon when the place isn’t jam-packed. All I’ll say about the movie is that it’s the best of prequels. ‘Nuff said.

Our friends over at Rough Idea presented the Nels Cline Singers at the Silver Dollar last night. I had only heard snippets of Nel’s work outside of Wilco and was *completely* blown away by the group’s performance. The other added bonus of the evening was getting to meet Dave Tronzo, another US guitar monster, who’s in town this weekend to play with local bass ace Andrew Downing. Both of them the nicest guys.

Tonight: Early set of Peter Brotzmann and his tentet at the Rivoli before heading out to Oprah’s House with my sweetie to catch M.I.A. and the fabulous LCD Soundsystem.

Thank goodness for Cherry Bomb’s organic Zen coffee.

EVEN THOUGH MASH-UPS grew tired fairly quickly, especially Beatles ones post DJ Danger Mouse, this one is too good to pass up:

Ladies and gentlemen…The Beastles!!!

WTF!?

Again, WTF!?

Return of WTF

Son of WTF