Daytripper – Book 1: The Trip (2024) Doom/stoner/sludge metal from Phoenix, Arizona Don’t miss track 6, Tin Man!It starts at 42 minutes and 20 seconds.
Longheads – Layers of Wax (2024) Stoner/doom from South London, United Kingdom
Lost Moon – The Complicated Path to the Multiverse (2024) Psychedelic/power rock from Rome, Italy
DayGlo Mourning – Dead Star (2021) Sludge/doom/stoner metal from Atlanta, Georgia
Pyramid – Mind Maze (2019) Jam/psychedelic/stoner rock from Nuremberg, Germany
In 2021 I recorded and released an acoustic album called Stories from a Spirit Donning a Particle Suit. I play guitar and bass as well as provide vocals for all of the tracks. The cat on the album cover is named Sabrina.
Lookin’ at a tree from a distance. Walkin’ close. Noticin’ all the details I was missin’ while far away. Bugs n’ cracks n’ gradients. Take the time to think that our planet is like this.
Zoomed out from a Voyager point of view, we’re a tiny little dot. Pale blue as a hue. But zoom in, our planet’s bustlin’, hustlin’ with activity. Much too small to see across the galaxy. But if you ask me, we need to view our lives from this perspective.
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet. Livin’ my life to my own beat. Not gettin’ in fights, that stuff is silly. Livin’ my life. I’m blessed, it’s a treat.
Not at the happy hour, man, I’m hangin’ out with flowers. Sittin’ underneath the stars, feelin’ the power of the fact I’m a facet of the universe. My experience is valid, yet the truth still hurts about all the pain and suffering in the world.
Can I raise someone’s spirit singin’ about squirrels? Can I gift you the knowledge of your potential? With a little effort and imagination, you can sell forty thousand copies of your book. You can tell forty thousand people “Look deep inside your soul. Don’t get shook.”
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet. Livin’ my life to my own beat. Not gettin’ in fights, that stuff is silly. Livin’ my life. I’m blessed, it’s a treat.
Takin’ the time to think about other’s lives. Doin’ good deeds, bringin’ tears to their eyes, ’cause why would I do anything but spread light? Why would I get upset and start a fight? That sounds like a terrible night. Sounds like a path I won’t walk, ’cause I’d rather shine bright.
We are all brothers and sisters. No matter how many blisters we have from confrontation. We have all weathered the storms and the twisters. Now it’s time to recognize the world as one nation.
Every living being. Every tree. Every swimmer in the sea. Every monkey. Every single body. Take the time to give thanks, wear a smile. Create joy, spread it ’round a thousand miles. I write songs, paint rocks, read many books. I don’t have time for negative outlooks.
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet. Livin’ my life to my own beat. Not gettin’ in fights, that stuff is silly. Livin’ my life. I’m blessed, it’s a treat.
Takin’ the time to think about other’s lives. Doin’ good deeds, bringin’ tears to their eyes. Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet. Livin’ my life to my own beat.
Writin’ some rhymes to improve other’s lives. Lendin’ a hand, that’s how we stop war and strife.
BOOKS
All the books on this shelf, there’s a wide variety of them. German for Beginners. Elementary Grammar.
You’re a Better Person Than You Think. We got the Pearls From Many Seas. Have The Dell Crossword Dictionary. Practical Art of Aromatherapy.
Reader’s Digest Action Guide. Keys for Writers, with tips inside, how to write a paper if ya have to do so. Got a yearbook and a copy of the Bible.
Best of Health, and a book called Trees. Told you there’s a variety. I haven’t even mentioned, on the floor is a collection of old vinyl records.
All the books on this shelf, there isn’t room for anything else. No more space. So much paper. It weighs a lot, the shelf is a lifesaver.
Tom Sawyer by Marcus Twain. You and You by David Tay. Transformation is an Inside Job. George McLaird’s got the key and the fob.
Reader’s Digest Action Guide. Keys for Writers, with tips inside, how to write a paper if ya have to do so. Got a yearbook and a copy of the Bible.
Best of Health, and a book called Trees. Told you there’s a variety. I haven’t even mentioned, on the floor is a collection of old vinyl records.
I like to read. It makes me sing. It takes me to the places I’d rather be.
Not here. Not at my work chair. Nowhere I don’t care to put myself. I love these books up on my shelf.
No Kindle. ‘Cause their batteries dwindle. And they track what you read, what you see, when you eat, when you pee. Paper and sunlight’s the thing for me.
Graphic novels and picture books. Magazines in my reading nook. Thoughts written down on a Post-It note. I’ll read if I’m rich, ’cause I read while I’m broke.
All the books, they’re stacked so tall. There isn’t time to read them all. I gotta pick and choose the ones I’ll peruse. So much interesting news
about the body and the human mind. About conciousness, war, space and time. Transformation is an Inside Job. George McLaird’s got the key and the fob.
Reader’s Digest Action Guide. Keys for Writers, with tips inside, how to write a paper if ya have to do so. Got a yearbook and a copy of the Bible.
Best of Health, and a book called Trees. Told you there’s a variety. I haven’t even mentioned, on the floor is a collection of old vinyl records.
WATER IS MAGIC
No, sir, I can’t deny when rain falls from the sky I know it’s rough, ’cause the outdoor stuff you planned must wait to dry. Oh my!
But I enjoy the sound when rain falls to the ground. Rain cools the heat and the humidity that puts me down for the count.
It gives the grass and the squirrels and the trees a little something to drink. It gives me time to clear my mind, relax, read a book and think.
Just sink in the couch or the bed. Get a few pages read. Do a bunch of laundry, vacuum the carpet. Take a much needed few minutes to rest and enjoy and appreciate the water droplets.
I know it’s absurd when rain throws you a curve. But think about how absurd it would be if we went without water!
Your guess, as good as mine, where water came from in the sky. How did the earth’s supply arrive? A comet on a fly by? Search your mind’s eye, wise guy.
Gives the grass and the squirrels and the trees a little something to drink. It gives me time to clear my mind, relax, read a book and think.
Just sink in the couch or the bed. Get a few pages read. Do a bunch of laundry, vacuum the carpet. Take a much needed few minutes to rest and enjoy and appreciate the water droplets.
Now we’re running out of clean water as we enter a drought. It’s sad. I know. I love H2O. I love clean water and how it makes things grow.
Can’t let it happen, can’t let it go. Can’t let water become as rare as gold. For some, it already is. This of this during your next sip. Water is magic. Think of this. Think of this. Water is magic.
Ideas start from individuals. Never forget that fact. But, alone, you can’t achieve your goals. You’ll need a helping hand.
After you’ve revised and revisited you’ll need to get on track. Share ideas with those who will listen. Accept nothing less than that.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl. Alone, just one’s only a morsel. A billion crumbs equal one bowl. Gather ’em up, see what unfolds.
Ideas start from individuals. Never forget that fact. But, alone, you can’t achieve your goals. You’ll need a helping hand.
After you’ve revised and revisited you’ll need to get on track. Share ideas with those who will listen. Accept nothing less than that.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl. Alone, just one’s only a morsel. A billion crumbs equal one bowl. Gather ’em up, see what unfolds.
The one electron theory steers me to conclude that I’m a spirit who dons a particle suit. The one electron theory steers me to conclude that I’m a spirit who dons a particle suit.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl. Alone, just one’s only a morsel. A billion crumbs equal one bowl. Gather ’em up, see what unfolds.
ALL I’M DOIN’ IS BEIN’ A HUMAN
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I’m just doing what I do so I can pay the rent. I do these things ’till I’m exhausted and the day is spent. I’m an official adult. Congratulations! I’m dictated by paying bills and wages.
I’m taxed when I earn and I’m taxed when I spend. It is taxing on my psyche and my subconcious. It’s a constantly repeating, endless process. At times I’m super stressed, feel a pain in my chest.
Feel an ache in my head. Feel emotions of dread when I wake up in the morning with the bleak knowledge I’ll accomplish nothing today creative. I’ll sit at my desk ’till my body is achin’.
I’ll take a break and get right back at it. Earnin’ human credits is a terrible habit. Wanna hop n’ jump like a silly rabbit. Gotta reach for the brass ring, grab it. Nab it.
I’m bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I get paid, the money flys away. I gotta live to make money another day. I gotta spend wisely, or feel the pain. Not fun when the bank account wanes and drains.
Need to learn a trade to get higher pay. Need a way to breeze through the things I hate. Avoid fading away, my mind molds like clay. Quick learner, written in my DNA.
From Santa Fe all the way to Uruguay people gotta work in order to earn pay. I’m thankful for the things I have, I say. But, the need for more is a game I play.
If I was a squirrel, I wouldn’t spend a cent. I wouldn’t have a bank card, I wouldn’t pay no rent. I would eat food, sleep, climb, rinse, repeat. Sounds real sweet. Like a real damn treat.
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human. All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
FRIENDS
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind? How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life? How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right? How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
If you’re similar types and we think alike, on the same wavelength, not losin’ sight of your goals. No matter young or old. Not interested in fittin’ the mold.
Than we would make good friends. Hopefully, we don’t live a long distance so we can hang out often. Remember those DVDs you borrowed? “Yeah, I brought them.”
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind? How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life? How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right? How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
If you like fun stuff and have had enough of dishonesty, filler, and fluff, than we may agree on a thing or three. Go hiking with my brother and me.
Have a good time, not spend a dime. Meet someone new, make a friend for life. When it happens, you’ll know it’s right. No need to rush. Let it arrive.
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind? How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life? How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right? How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
Don’t be someone else other than yourself. If you act, you’ll fail. So break the status quo spell.
Don’t be someone else other than yourself. If you act, you lie. This is what I’ve learned in life.
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind? How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life? How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right? How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
I LOVE DAD
I appreciate what my dad does for me and my family. He works so hard for us three. Doing all he can to keep us keep us safe and happy every day. I gotta say, it’s indeed my favorite thing.
He grew up on High Road. Hit a high note when he finished college. ‘Cause he took so many notes, and he took so many classes, and he worked extremely hard. And it led him on a path that I’m proud to be a part of.
Thank you for making me a winner. Thank you for making me so many dinners. Thank you for making me the person I am today. I gotta say, I love Dad.
Every single day when I came home from work and I was in a bad mood, I feel like such a jerk. No way in the world did my dad deserve to be treated like that. Because I remember
the time when he took me to the Indians game. Basketball at Cleveland State. And the time when it rained empty bottles in the stands when we saw the Browns play Jacksonville. He took me to piano lessons every day.
Thank you for making me a winner. Thank you for making me so many dinners. Thank you for making me the person I am today. I gotta say, I love Dad.
I think of him, I’m not sad. He’ll always be my comrade. Best parent I could have ever had. My parents, Cherie and Brad.
My brother Kenny, I’m so glad my family is the one I have. I write it down on my notepad. I love dad.
JESSE JUSEK
Jesse Jusek is a graphic designer from Cleveland, Ohio. He used to run a website called GraphicDensity.com. I met him while working as a copywriter in Cleveland.
Jesse Jusek. Density in graphics. If you need a designer, he’s the best. Turned the whole Sportwing thing into a dream. Throwin’ out ideas like a boss at meetings.
Takin’ no shit. His designs are legit. Showed me how to Photoshop WheelTrim. He is nothin’ but nice. Chock full of realness. Family man. Smiles when he mentions Felix.
Inspiring; true graphic density. Never find another quite like Jesse. Taught me ’bout Lane’s, T-Rex and ENG. In a conversation, he’s always funny.
Super concerned about the task at hand. Don’t accept nothin’ ‘less it’s hundred percent. Yeah, he’s a good dad. I sure am glad that we crossed paths. I applaud and clap.
Brings to the party web design. If you need to update your old site. Bathe your eyes in 300 DPI. Print or digital, he don’t mind.
He can illustrate with pencil lines. You can view his portfolio online. If he can make Sportwing look alright, I guarantee he can make anything look fine.
Inspiring; true graphic density. Never find another quite like Jesse. Taught me ’bout Lane’s, T-Rex and ENG. In a conversation, he’s always funny.
Super concerned about the task at hand. Don’t accept nothin’ ‘less it’s hundred percent. Yeah, he’s a good dad. I sure am glad that we crossed paths. I applaud and clap.
SAG ORIGINALS
SAG Originals used to be a clothing alterations company in Medina, Ohio.
SAG Originals. Custom clothes and alterations. They’ll get you the perfect dress for the homecoming dance! Your appearance and confidence will be enhanced.
SAG Originals. Business wear that’s professional; refined. They design dresses and pants. Gather all necessary info in advance.
If you need your pants hemmed don’t hesitate to call them. They tailor suits and dresses. Equestrian apparel. Custom made dancewear.
SAG Originals. Sewing the materials into a jacket or a pair of pants. Into a costume complete with a mask.
SAG Originals. Reinvigorate your wardrobe. They’ll cater to your every need, you can call them. 330-564-3757. (No longer active)
If you need a zipper fixed don’t even worry ’bout it. Bring it to ’em broken. Walk away with it in working condition.
INSPIRATION OVERDRIVE
Love doesn’t always have to suck. It doesn’t have to be left to luck. If you show your love, you’ll be surprised.
Originating from your mind. Energy that can’t be denied. Inspiration overdrive.
Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Even if you know nothing but.
We’ve all been there so many times. And we’ve all had to go through motions to find our capabilities in life.
Originating from your mind. Energy that can’t be denied. Inspiration overdrive.
Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Even if you know nothing but.
Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Even if you…
Ya gave it a shot. Ya got what ya got. Things changed quite a bit since you tied the knot. You loved it a lot. Your stomach in a knot. But your hopes were shot, your heart left to rot.
Realize that it really don’t mean squat other than an opportunity to see what you’re not. And what you could be if you lived freely. According to what you see. Just take it from me. According to your decree. Foresee perpetually.
Now that you know this, I’m sure you’ll no longer be a misinterpretor. Bright things are already in your future.
Originating from your mind. Energy that can’t be denied. Inspiration overdrive.
Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Even if you know nothing but.
Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Love doesn’t have to suck. Even if you know nothing but. Even if you know nothing but.
ICE CREAM CAT
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. His body is the ice cream cake. What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. Part of the ice cream cake. A bite I want to take.
I’m riding in the back of a van beside the Ice Cream Cat. I pet him with my hand. His body is so delicate. I wanna give him a lick but I don’t want to kill it.
I love him inherently. Although he’s part of a cake, he does not scare me. The colors, yellow, white and pink. This happened in a dream. Some wild stuff I think of
when I doze off in a bed with a pillow. His head and body are white. But his chin is yellow. His body is protruding from the ice cream cake. Somehow, he’s part of it. He’s alive, feeling great.
He looks me in the eye and meows. We are on Brandywine Road. The van moves forward now. I swear this is not a game. It was very real to me. Yes, indeed, his name is
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. His body is the ice cream cake. What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. Part of the ice cream cake. A bite I want to take.
What a beautiful creature. When he opens his mouth, you hear him squeak and purr. I’ve never seen an anomaly quite like him. He is a cat with an ice cream body.
His eyes contain love inside. It all makes sense while in the van I ride. It doesn’t seem ridiculous. Never before has anything made so much sense.
If we hit a bump, make sure to check on the cat. He is ice cream and he is delicate. I think it is a metaphor. The things you love in life must always be cared for.
I’m riding in the back of a van next to the Ice Cream Cat. This dream I understand. His spirit I will never forget. His aura filled with love, his body, delicate.
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. His body is the ice cream cake. What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. Part of the ice cream cake. A bite I want to take.
No, I’m not intimidated. There’s no confusion in my head. Look at all the memories he has created apparently. I love him inherently. He is the Ice Cream Cat. He is the Ice Cream Cat.
His name is Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. His body is the ice cream cake. What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat. I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it. His name is Ice Cream Cat. Part of the ice cream cake. A lesson from him I take.
I DON’T HAVE ANY ANSWERS (BUT I HAVE A LOT OF QUESTIONS)
I don’t have any answers, but I have a lot of questions. I have no reply to the things you just mentioned. Come to me for information, boy, I thought you learned your lesson. I don’t have any answers, but I have a lot of questions.
I don’t have any money, but have lots of expenditures. My credit card has melted, you can’t even read the numbers. What has brought me to this point? I need to really wonder. The digits on the screen affect the size of my net worth.
I don’t have any doubt about the goals that I’m achievin’. I guarantee you’ll fail the moment that you stop believin’. The things you thought you’d never see are the things you’re seein’. Never underestimate the motivation in your spirit.
OCTOBER
It is October. It is time for it to get cold out. I don’t like the cold. I don’t like to drive in the snow. I’d rather stay inside and watch a show.
But, I can’t. I gotta do what it takes to get my name out there. Can’t put on the brakes just because the conditions outside ain’t great. Now’s the chance, move at a steady rate.
Never wait for opportunities to rise. Create situations in your life that attract what you need. Won’t take long to see necessities come with positivity. Necessities come with positivity.
Today I watched the wind take leaves off of the trees. It’s time for the green to start it’s vacationing. See you in the spring.
Now it’s time. I gotta do what it takes to get my name out there. Can’t put on the brakes just because the conditions outside ain’t great. Now’s the chance, move at a steady rate.
Never wait for opportunities to rise. Create situations in your life that attract what you need. Won’t take long to see necessities come with positivity. Necessities come with positivity.
If you aren’t sure, remember it’s October. Time for leaves to change. Snow will be here any day. Engage in winter games.
TURKEY DAY
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Loud at the table, lots of noise is made. I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Friends and relatives will conversate. I appreciate Turkey Day!
I’m feelin’ fine, it’s time to dine. Grab a plate, chills run down my spine. The food is out, we form a line. Which one do I want to try? All.
Carrots, corn and mashed potatoes. Giblet gravy in tornadoes. Green beans, bacon, dinner rolls. Pumpkin pie and applesauce.
Grits and casserole. A lot of the food’s unpassable. Eat ’till I’m not hungry, then on the couch, I could sleep for a week.
Fourth down play, turn on the game. If my team loses, I’m filled with shame. But if they win, I’m celebratin’. High fives for all my kin.
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Loud at the table, lots of noise is made. I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Friends and relatives will conversate. I appreciate Turkey Day!
I’m feelin’ full, I got the day off work. Time for a nap under the covers. Time for snow, time to let go of anger. It’s the holidays, you know!
The family’s together, let’s play charades and watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Every single year, I just can’t wait for Thanksgiving. My favorite holiday!
Thinkin’ back to the pilgrims and natives sharin’ their maize and steamed potatoes. Turkey with stuffing and apple pie. Give thanks to the food on the table, then dive in.
Survivin’ off leftovers for a week. Every time I eat, I go to sleep. Dream about the next Thanksgiving. This is why I sing the following:
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Loud at the table, lots of noise is made. I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Friends and relatives will conversate. I appreciate Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Loud at the table, lots of noise is made. I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day. Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate. Friends and relatives will conversate. I appreciate Turkey Day!
PLEASE CALL MISNY
This was a tune I wrote for a Peabody’s Tim Misny songwriting contest back in 2013.
HRTs. HRTs. If you were prescribed these, please call Misny.
Work injuries. Work injuries. If you’ve experienced these, please call Misny. If you’ve experienced these, please call Misny.
Social Security. Social Security. If you’re denied SSD, please call Misny.
Birth injuries. Birth injuries. In many cases you can prevent Erb’s Palsey. Takes this seriously. He’ll help your family.
Make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. Fights for injured victims every day. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. On a negligent trucker crusade. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. Chanted his name during the Cavs game. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay. Umbrella coverage helps to compensate.
According to Wikipedia, progressive rock is defined as a genre by the following:
Prog rock is based on fusions of styles, approaches and genres, involving a continuous move between formalism and eclecticism. Due to its historical reception, the scope of progressive rock is sometimes limited to a stereotype of long solos, long albums, fantasy lyrics, grandiose stage sets and costumes, and an obsessive dedication to technical skill.
My favorite prog rock band, Transatlantic, certainly fits within that definition. While they don’t dress up in costumes or decorate their stages with elaborate sets, they’re known for long, complex songs with inspirational lyrics and memorable melodies. The musicians in Transatlantic are experts in seamlessly blending musical styles and time signatures.
Click play on the above video to hear Bill’s favorite song, Into The Blue!
All of Transatlantic’s albums are excellent. Kaleidoscope remains my favorite despite it being my introduction to the band.
Back in 2014, Best Buy was one of the last stores selling audio CDs on shelves. Every time I’d get some extra cash I’d browse the selection and choose something new.
I think it was the colorful album cover that initially caught my eye. I noticed that Kaleidoscope was on Metal Blade Records, which was a label I trusted. The release was also a 2-disk set, meaning I’d get two CDs for the price of one. Without knowing anything about the band, I went ahead and bought the album.
At first I was surprised with what I heard because Metal Blade is known for heavier stuff. I quickly realized this was a prog album. Not to say there aren’t some heavier sections of the album, especially during Into The Blue, but this was not a typical Metal Blade release.
It didn’t take me long to learn that all five songs on the main disk are incredible. The first track, Into The Blue, has become my favorite song of all time.
Into The Blue starts out slow but takes you on an expedition that spans several genres and emotions. At 25 minutes and 13 seconds long, the tune gets me through most of my drive to work. If you like this song, be sure to check out other Transatlantic songs such as All Of The Above, Duel With The Devil, Suite Charlotte Pike, Mystery Train and Swing High, Swing Low.
Mustard Seed is a large grocery store and sit-down restaurant at 867 West Market Street in Akron. Local musicians perform on the upstairs stage quite often. I was once there when the band Time Cat played a David Bowie tribute set. It was awesome!
On Saturday, December 21st, 2024, Euphoria Pleasant performed their second-ever live show. It took place at Mustard Seed! The band played twelve songs for over one and a half hours.
Euphoria Pleasant – Live at Mustard Seed in Akron, Ohio (12/21/2024) Runtime: 1 hour 36 minutes 16 seconds 213mb MP3 download (.zip file)
Track list:
Deep Waters
Grazing the Sun
Think Tank
Chameleon
Desert Storms
Descended from High Places
Ebb and Flow
Raisins and Sun
Swung and Smooth
Deep Waters (Second Playthrough)
Wavy Improv
Grazing the Sun (Second Playthrough)
Euphoria Pleasant is: Guitar – Berhane Selassie Okantah Bass – Mike Fiander Drums – Noah Powell
In Akron you’ll find a bowling alley called Station300, formerly known as Stonehedge. In addition to countless bowling lanes they have an equal number of modern and classic pinball machines available to play.
Station300 Bowling in Akron, Ohio (Image from Google Maps)
My brother Kenny and I have been visiting the place for years to play pinball. Not only do they always have a wide selection of machines but they have deals where you’ll get three games for two dollars. Not many other places do that in an era where the average price of a pinball game is one dollar per player.
There is a huge selection of pinball machines at Station300. (Image from Google Maps)
While grippin’ the flippers at Station300 (I still want to call it Stonehedge) you never know who you’ll meet or what they’ll say. We once met some guy with his wife, I think his name was Adam. He was really good at pinball, I couldn’t believe how easy he made it seem to get a ridiculous score. He told us we needed to check out this place called Vaporosity in Sharon, Pennsylvania near the Ohio border.
Vaporosity sells nicotine vape juice and accessories along with a wide array of used Blu-Ray disks, DVDs and video games. They also house a massive gallery of pinball machines. When we finally found the time to do so, my brother Kenny and I made the trek out to Vaporosity to see what it was all about.
We decided that on the way there we would stop at a record store near Youngstown called Fat Hippy Records.
The shop is owned by music enthusiast Zac Younkins from Brookfield, Ohio. At Fat Hippy you’ll find a huge selection of vinyl records, cassettes, CDs and novelties, the likes of which are rarely seen these days. Available genres include rock, pop, punk, ska, metal, doom, desert, sludge, jazz, funk, soul, hip-hop, rap, R&B, comedy, spoken, reggae, dancehall, world, traditional, folk, country and others.
Walking into Fat Hippy Records and talking to Zac was like linking back up with an old friend. I had never met the guy before, but we seemed to connect on a number of levels. We talked about movies, our music collecting hobbies, Pyle cassette decks and the upcoming Kool Keith concert at the Westside Bowl.
Zac told me about his Bandcamp fundraising project called the Fat Hippy Records Anniversary Compilation. It’s a yearly release featuring all-new tracks from artists like Kool Keith, Illogic, MC Homeless, Jazzy Lion Man and many others. All proceeds generated from the compilation’s sales are donated to the National Endowment for the Arts to keep art education in schools.
I thumbed through records for nearly an hour. I felt like I had made several scratches upon the surface, but there were hours left of digging to do in order to get through it all. I zipped on over to my favorite section, the stoner/doom metal records.
Stoner/doom metal records have the coolest album covers. This one is for Distorted Folklore by the band Orbiter.Heavy Trip’s Liquid Planet is a newly-released Canadian stoner rock record.
I have seen several great shows at Youngstown’s Westside Bowl, including Daikaiju, Miesha and the Spanks, Conan and most recently Bongzilla. On the vinyl rack sat Bongzilla’s newest album, Dab City. I hadn’t heard it yet, so I grabbed it and took it to the register.
On the way to the checkout counter I stopped at the hair metal cassette section. It had been too long since I’d taken a chance on a band that I’ve never heard before. Would the gamble pay off? Standing near the front of the display was the 1990 debut release from Nelson.
The three dollar risk ended up paying off tremendously. The cassette was excellent! Unearthing unique gems like this is the reason why I love the genre of rare hair. I even contacted my buddy Hair Metal Matt to ask if he’d ever heard the album. He was more than familiar with it and expressed his appreciation for the fact I owned the release on cassette!
During the checkout process, Zac was enthusiastic about the fact he uses hand-stamped paper bags when selling vinyl records. He told a story of visiting trendy shops in SoHo neighborhoods and witnessing them hand-stamping their takeout bags. He then told me he’d give out free Bill’s Bud Blog and “Hashlips” Harry Hughes stickers to customers!
Here’s the Fat Hippy Records hand-stamped paper bag.
My brother and I enjoyed our stay at Fat Hippy Records but it was time to drive a few minutes across the PA border to play some pinball.
Vaporosity in Sharon, PA (Image from Google Maps)
We walked into Vaporosity to a laid-back, calm atmosphere. The two employees were off in the corner watching a DVD movie, intensely discussing current plot points and their various storyline implications. I got the vibe that the guys who work here smoke vapes and watch movies all day, pulling from the thousands of used discs sitting on the shelves.
The pinball tables were located in a large room to the left of the vape shop. Most of the machines were turned off until you asked an employee to flip it on for you. All of the tables were operated on coin drop, there were no silly scan cards or loyalty programs to deal with.
Here are several of the machines you’ll get to play at Vaporosity. (Image from Google Maps)
One nice aspect of Vaporosity’s gallery is that they house some hard-to-find releases. We played a few of the lesser-seen tables such as Earthshaker, Houdini and Jim Henson’s Labyrinth featuring David Bowie.
Another thing I found unique about Vaporosity is the fact that vaping is allowed while playing pinball. At most arcades you have to sneak outdoors or into some sort of a broom closet to rip your portable vaporizer, but not at Vaporosity. They also have a bunch of rare vinyl and music memorabilia on display, including a unique collection of every physical release Lana Del Ray has ever produced.
On the way out we expressed our gratitude to the staff for their hospitality. We bought a used copy of Mortal Kombat 11 for Nintendo Switch, hopped in the car and headed home. Later on I ended up buying a Pyle cassette deck like Zac had recommended. I used it to listen to the Nelson tape! All had come full circle.
ALL SNARE DRUM SOUNDS SAMPLED MYSELF FROM REAL PINBALL FLIPPERS
Grippin’ the flippers. Man, I’m hittin’ the kickers. Achievin’ the high score while colored strobe lights flicker on the board. I’m playin’ a pinball game at the bowling alley on a rainy day.
Insert two coins for one play. Pull the plunger. Strike the ball with the force of wind and thunder. Shoot it up into the playfield. Hit your target like Baker Mayfield.
On a six-and-a-half-degree incline. React properly to keep the ball alive. Use the flippers. Catch the ball, turn ’em into grippers. Fling that thing, hit your target with a ripper.
Redirect the ball. Never, ever let it fall to the bottom of the board. Choose a different protocol. Hit the pop bumpers, give the ball a couple jumpers. The kickers and the slingshots always make you wonder where the
ball is gonna go! Where’s the pinball gonna go? Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone? A drop target hole or a saucer? Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw! Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe? In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize. Maybe in your basement, Banzai Run from ’89.
Avoid a tilt, but hit a nudge, just because you’d like to keep your game goin’, havin’ so much fun. Have a ton of quarters in pocket. Now, time to rock it. Hit a stationary target or a multiball socket.
How many points can you attain in the pinball game? Can you process all the action in your brain? Can you make the ball behave when it’s time to play? When you walk in the arcade at the end of the day?
A whirlwind spinner. Yes, this gimmick is a winner. If you’re a beginner you’ll wish your skills were much bigger. Gates block your ball from going a certain way. A stopper between the flippers keeps defeat at bay.
Activate a special mission or a bonus game. Never let random chance have the final say. Hit a quick tilt when your ball’s in the outlane. Get it in, get a tournament win; celebrate!
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone? A drop target hole or a saucer? Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw! Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe? In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize. Maybe in your basement, Frankenstein from ’95.
Man, you’re doin’ your best, but you just let the ball fall between the flippers once again. If you wanna win first or second in the tournament, better turn around and get points like a savage.
Get a free game. Match the numbers on the display. Active bumpers shoot you every which way. Solenoid sends me into the void. When I return, I get burned to my opponent’s joy.
Interactive backglass. Catchy graphics. Eye-popping design, ’89, Bad Cats. Theatre of Magic. Super tragic outcome if I don’t learn the angles real fast.
Been playin’ on the same coin for a long time. Onlookers multiply as my score climbs. Catch the ball in the flipper at the drop of a dime. And now I hit a prime line, and my score is enshrined.
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone? A drop target hole or a saucer? Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw! Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe? In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize. Maybe in your basement, Banzai Run from ’89. Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone? A drop target hole or a saucer? Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw! Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go? In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe? In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize. Maybe in your basement, Frankenstein from ’95.
The Carfeteria is where I eat food. Always buy something to chew every time I’m on the move. Spendin’ big cash fast on a chicken nugget batch. Got a tray in the back. When I eat, it’s on my lap.
Got an Arby’s card, buy one get one sandwich. Flash it in the drive-thru. That piece of plastic is magic. I need some curly fries, too. And samplin’ of a side salad. Yes, I made out like a bandit.
…The Carfeteria. I eat there every day. Crumbs accumulate. Spill stains often take place. Fries between the seats. They have been there for weeks. They live among spare change, mints, and wrappers for sweets.
Got a cup holder that I need to clean. It’s obscene. At this point for me, a spotless car is a pipe dream. I might seem like I’m not tidy. My car is hiding crumbs and change in the seams and siding.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.
Now not too many have mastered the art of eatin’ food like Big Snax has in the car. Though, I still make a mess and my car’s unsightly. The skill takes time, don’t take it lightly.
But I could eat a bowl of soup while my homie drives down a bumpy dirt road, and my food still survives. But like Don will tell ya, don’t be reckless. Drive with hands at 10 and 2, not while eatin’ breakfast.
There’s no joy sweeter than eatin’ in your car, but you should only do it if you’re safely parked. And if you’re scared to make a mess, it doesn’t have to be hard. You can start with something simple, like a protein bar.
But me? I like to hit up the drive-thru. Find a nice place to park with a scenic view. Outside my ride I confide no meal is complete. So yo, Particle Don, tell our homies where we eat!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.
If you’re on the go, get some fries. Many times I have purchased potatoes cut into straight lines. Buy them with change you find. Fill your stomach, free your mind. Never operate a vehicle and eat at the same time.
Unless you’re at a stop light, and you’ve got your eyes wide. You don’t wanna get in a wreck or cause a side swipe. I like eatin’ food from Five Guys, ’cause it travels really nice in the car when I drive. Day or night.
The abyss is the spot between my seat and center console. I’ve dropped enough food in there to feed the student council. When I vacuum, gonna whistle a happy tune. It’s long overdue, many crumbs have accrued.
Many spills have taken place, many french fries went to waste. One time waffle fries fell outta my lap all over the place. Lost my entire snack across my floor mat. It set me back. Made me sad. I’ll never forget that.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! …You do it when you’re on the move. Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR! You do it, do it, ’cause you must eat food.
I JUST SPENT SIXTY BUCKS AT THE DOLLAR TREE
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me? I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy. I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
So many items in my arms, that I had to grab a cart. Where do I start? Garbage bags or in the aisle with crafts and art? Mini chocolate bars. Didn’t expect my bill to be this large. My excitement? Off the charts. They’ve got Tic-Tacs and Sweet Tarts.
Greeting cards. Happy birthday and thank you. They are two for a dollar. Pick some up for weddings, birthdays, baby showers. Yes, I got a calculator that I didn’t even need. On the back of the box it says this item contains mercury.
The Dollar Tree allows me to get the things I need, but three twenties left my wallet during this epic shopping spree. I went overboard. My grand total soared. Every item grabbed contributed to the double-digit price tag.
I did bad. Somehow bought dishwasher tabs. Ended up with push pins. Mini cups. A sketchpad. Staples. Wooden clothes clips. Gloves for your hands. Coloring books and birthday party loot bags.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me? I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy. I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
How do they do it? Everything’s a dollar. And they’ve got name brands. Everything from home supplies to pens and checkout impulse grabs. Sticky putty. Thumb tacks. Also, mini tissue packs. Stack after stack of maps on a spinning display rack.
Fifty-six items after tax. How ’bout that? I got me some colored sand and some mix for bubble baths. Tabletop place mats and flash cards for math. I got ten divider tabs and a box of waxy crayons.
Yes, they do have snacks. Cookies. Plastic silverware. Trays. Napkins. Paper towels. I could be in there for days. They have paper plates. Stacking games with unique shapes. Dollar Tree detour; put a smile up on ya face.
I got some neon glow sticks and a bubble blowing kit. I feel too legit to quit as I grab magnetic clips for my fridge. Food containers. Clothes hangers. It’s a trip. Yes, I am an addict. Got a glue stick and a new bucket.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me? I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy. I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me? I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree. Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy. I walked into this store for only one thing. Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
SICK OF IT
I can’t stand it. Man, I’ll tell you, I’ve famished. Hunger for Christmas is large. I need a sandwich. I need somethin’ to keep me from ‘causin’ damage. Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a savage.
It’s time to ravage and cause pain across the planet. It’s time to prove that I’m sick of it and I can’t stand it. You have landed on an island. Now you’re stranded. Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a maverick.
My name is Jack Skellington! I don’t have any hair. A few months before Christmas, I had a nightmare. I’m sick of Halloween. And I’m super lonely. Sally is the only one who understands me.
One night while wandering, I came across a magic tree with a portal to Christmas Town. An insane thing. Couldn’t believe what I saw. It was amazing. Everyone was happy. No one was complaining.
Now I plan my own Christmas celebration. To share with my fellow townsfolk the sensation of pure joy and love. But I can’t explain it. Can’t explain Christmas and all the love contained in it.
The only way that they’ll know what I’m tryin’ to say is to take over Christmas town without delay. Sally tries to tell me no, but I don’t listen. Tell her “Make me a coat!” I’ve got my evil intuition.
I can’t stand it. Man, I’ll tell you, I’ve famished. Hunger for Christmas is large. I need a sandwich. I need somethin’ to keep me from ‘causin’ damage. Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a savage.
It’s time to ravage and cause pain across the planet. It’s time to prove that I’m sick of it and I can’t stand it. You have landed on an island. Now you’re stranded. Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a maverick.
Take Santa straight to Oogie Boogie, the boogeyman. Sally tried to save Santa, so he could stop Jack, but Sally got captured, too. Now she’s in danger. Christmas Town’s people notice the behavior
of Santa has changed. That’s ’cause Jack took his place. From the sky, wicked, evil presents rain. Jack’s under attack. He was shot out the sky. He decides now it’s time for Oogie Boogie to die.
Walks into the lair, now he fights the boogeyman. Rips apart the bad guy with his bare hands. Bugs n’ slugs fall out of Oogie’s body. They fall into the cauldron and continue rotting.
Jack promises he’ll return Christmas Town to the way it was found. All the people gather ’round and they play in the snow while Jack and Sally go to the graveyard and let their hearts glow.
I can’t stand it. Man, I’ll tell you, I’ve famished. Hunger for Christmas is large. I need a sandwich. I need somethin’ to keep me from ‘causin’ damage. Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a savage.
It’s time to ravage and cause pain across the planet. It’s time to prove that I’m sick of it and I can’t stand it. You have landed on an island. Now you’re stranded. Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a maverick.