I've decided I'll make a "Review" deal of CD's and I guess movies and...hmm stuff, so if you want me to review something, just ask.

An Evening with the Greats

I’ve often fantasized being on stage, in front of hundreds if not thousands of people, playing guitar, one of my favorite pastimes. Unfortunately, I’m nowhere near that level, but thanks to An Evening with John Petrucci and Jordan Rudess, I can now believe I’m actually there, the Helen Hayes Performing Arts Center, playing as one of the greats of guitar with people cheering and enjoying the show.
Possibly one of the two greatest musicians alive right now, John Petrucci (guitarist) and Jordan Rudess (piano/keyboard) of the Prog. Metal band, Dream Theater, bring classical/jazz/flamenco/blues music to the table in this excellent live CD. If these styles of music are what you like to turn onto in the car, at home, or school, then you’ll love this. The songs are all original by these two fine musicians, and shows true technicality for both instruments.
I can’t truly speak much of the piano, but from what I hear, it’s nothing I could learn to play. Ever. Rudess truly is gifted with the keys, as shown on the song “Truth”. He does multiple little leads in between the smooth riffs in this song, not only enhancing the album but giving aspiring keyboardists something to try and master. Petrucci playing rhythm for about half the same song, then switches “jobs” with Rudess.
Petrucci is a god. Simply put, if he came just a little earlier during the growth of shred guitar, he would be as recognizable as the current greats, Kirk Hammett, Dimebag Darrell, and Eddie Van Halen. His technique on this record is completely off the scale of badass, from the sweet tone he gets, to his crazy acoustic guitar rhythms (listen to “Fife & Drum”), down to every last overdriven note in his sensational solos on basically every track. Petrucci is so great, that even if you’re into either harder stuff or perhaps more poppy tunes, you’ll have to like “In the Moment”. Basically, a six minute fretfest done by this insane shredder, the track leaves you only wanting to press back until you start it over, but this time air guitar to it all the way home.
Some bad parts about this fine live performance…hmm, well, there isn’t much. First off, if you don’t enjoy “softer” music, or stuff that doesn’t involve singing about some chick, then you’ll probably not want to get this CD. Although instrumental, it would have been cool if one of these two guys could have written some lyrics, since the lyrics they write in Dream Theater are quite good. And if you can’t sit still or relax for about seven and a half minutes, as that’s about the average song length, then this album probably isn’t for you. If you enjoy quality soft, smooth musical duets, with plenty of technical mumbo jumbo I can’t begin to comprehend musically, then this is most likely a wise purchase on your behalf. Watch out, the god’s are here, and they’ve brought with them the gift of some great music.


As for an update on life.

Stuff's going good.

Homework sucks (damn Russian reminding me of HW at the last minute)

That damn woman lives too far away.

Man.

My brother.

Is.

A.

Fucking.

Idiot.

Let's recap a little bit of an arguement: This dipshit mentions to me playing guitar won't get me anywhere because Metal gets no airplay, or "Rock" in general as he says.

I mention to him how in the first place I like Jazz as well, which gets plenty of play as well as hosts many different artists to play concerts.

He says it doesn't matter.

(What the fuck^)

Then I tell him how it's really a hobby and something I like to do.

And he says that I'm in the same position as him.


HAHA.

You look just like a star
It's proof you don't know who you are.

Christ Almighty, It turns out I'm gonna either have to give up my cool Spanish teacher and take one I don't know, or not do Jazz Combo. Hmmm...looks like I'm goin' down to the fucking wire on this one


Damnit.

Damnit Damnit Damnit.


In other news, if you happen to go by that Fishblog 2.0, say hello to all the friendly people there and check out that shit. Stuff's alright, but we all know my blog kicks that one's ass.



...or not...


Frenchie better damn well figure out Linux...I'm sick as hell of this bullshit XP.

Well, I figure I'll spew forth a little bit of my life into this pathetic webspace to make you, the reader, more knowledgable on my very boring and lame life.


So, this past weekend was possibly the two greatest days of my life. Ever.  It all started when my mom forced me to go to the movies with my little bro and his friend, which I guess I kinda wanted to see and kinda didn't want to because I thought I was gonna get screwed over sitting with little 7th graders...Unbeknownst to me though...heh heh heh..


BAM. FRIENDS WAITING IN THEATER.
Jacob is rendered speechless, besides to utter what the fuck under his breath several times.


So it was pretty awesome, Kate, Antonio, Karl, Dan and Jessie all sittin' up at the top row.  Figures, of course, I knew they had this suprise get-together thing planned alllll along,...what's that? You think I didn't?! 

Don't you doubt me, prick.


So after watching a very shitty movie (Don't see that new King Arthur movie, the best part was sitting next to Kate, which ruled, but yeah, that's to be expected) we went for some food and embarrassment.  The food to my best friend's mother's expense, the latter, my own. Great.


Then we hung around Guitar Center, and went to back to Roca's, leaving behind in the wake Jessie, Karl, and then Dan. 

Then the next day, I gotta watch Kill Bill, the first one.  Holy shit, I must have a sick sense of humor, because I laughed at that shit.

Then I went home.

And then my mom got my hopes up an hour ago.

And now they're gone.


No Slayer for me, goddamnit.