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Rumbles & Stumbles: July 2006
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Sunday, July 30, 2006. What is and what should probably continue to be. North beach is one place I haven't spent nearly enough time in since the city-era of my geographical plight began back in March. And re-reading that sentence, I can't justify why it's written the way it is, try as I might. I'd never seen or heard ALO before, but I'd heard of. Ah, yes. here they are) and managed to get into a race with a cable car. I suppose by beginning to climb the hill right then, I had (inadvertently? Anyway, I wa...
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Rumbles & Stumbles: May 2006
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Wednesday, May 31, 2006. Another post singing the praises of the Internet. A long time ago, humans came up with a tangled web of electronically stored information. The problem (or the solution, depending on who you ask) was that anyone could add anything they wanted to the web. It was so democratic that at least half of it was useless trash. That's how beautiful the free exchange of information had become. Is the 68,881st most visited website online. SaddestCaveman.com. Is the 1,971,014st. Nor is the lay...
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Rumbles & Stumbles: August 2006
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Sunday, August 27, 2006. My deepest apologies to my thousands of loyal fans for the recent lack of activity on this blog. Recent days have seen most of my blogging efforts defect to Runnyeggs. A blog three high school buddies and I cooked up a week or two ago. But, in a thinly veiled attempt to remain thematic, here's a list of upcoming shows I'm going to. And this one's gonna be syndicated, baby! Tool - Sept 3 - Oakland Arena. Apollo Sunshine - Sept 7/8 - The Independent (the best venue in San Francisco).
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Rumbles & Stumbles: June 2006
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Thursday, June 29, 2006. How often do you go to a local show and not one of three bands lets you down? Such was my fortune last night when what started as a whimsical $12 experiment at The Independent. Turned out a shrug-inducing success. Brought with them every decibel of the dirty southern country rock their name suggests. Beneath the superficial hillbilly charm of this flanneled three-piece gang lay superior songwriting, unpretentious vocal talent and a fresh, diverse 45-minute set. All in all, despit...