Things That Are Bothering You, Got You All Hibbeldy-Jibbeldy, or just downright pissed, RIGHT NOW!

[jcman311]

Oh. Just listened to a bit of that. Hell no. I'm beginning to think y'all wouldn't know RAWK if it kicked you in the a**.

Hey man, Phish performs something like 1000 songs. Don’t know your boomer definition of rock. Character Zero or First Tube are my only other guesses.

edit: or maybe Big Black Furry Creatures From Mars but I dont think that made any albums

 

[greekgeek]

Dave Matthew's band magic brownies were an old favorite from B&J, nice tooth to those brownie bites and that raspberry swirl was just right. They kind of went downhill after Unilever acquired them IMHO, havent had it in years.

All this Phish talk reminded me that I knew some serious Phish fans back in 99-00, one of whom had dozens of bootleg live shows. One day a bunch of us went to see their show at Blossom music center and, as someone uninitiated to the Phish scene, it was a pretty eye opening experience. I couldn't tell you much about the performance, but man that was one wild day on the grassy hill!

We got there early and the parking lot was jumping, it was like some wild tie dye, granola + weed filled bazaar. One guy with us was super stoked to score some "liquid" there, immediately applying 4-5 drops iirc. He also bought some new glassware. a pretty fumed sidecar bubbler which he then stashed at the base of a large tree, for safekeeping until after the show.

We eventually made it into the actual venue. There were throngs of people jamming out to the music on the hill. No shortage of interpretive dance moves on display that day, lots of limbs flapping about as people deftly (no, not deftly) converted that sonic energy into motion.

At somepoint, a young lady nearby started eating grass while writhing on the ground, began dropping clothes and called out an open invitation for someone to f*** her. It looked like some dude was getting ready to oblige but then others came to her aid and helped defuse the situation.

Shortly after someone mentioned to me that she was just having a bad trip. Around this time, and after engaging in a strange conversation or two, the light bulb went off: I was among a minority of people not indulging in some form of hallucinogenic experience. It all made sense now!

Well fast forward to the end of the show, it's pitch dark by now and this guy w the liquid is tripping so hard he might as well have been in outerspace instead of outside Cleveland. Yet he remembered that bubbler, sure enough right by the big tree where he left it. Only now every tree looked about the same, more or less. I dunno what he was seeing for the next 40,637 minutes or so that he spent hopelessly looking around like 4 trees for that thing. we managed to keep him from going off into the woods and finally convinced him to leave that thing behind so we could go home.

So yeah, go Phish! Hell of a show but I don't recall purposefully listening to them since.

TLR, get your mind right before embarking on some Phish.

 

[sugarbutch]

Hey man, Phish performs something like 1000 songs. Don’t know your boomer definition of rock. Character Zero or First Tube are my only other guesses.

edit: or maybe Big Black Furry Creatures From Mars but I dont think that made any albums

I don't think "Big Black Furry Creatures From Mars" is it, but that's at least rockin' a bit.

And mine is a Gen X definition of rock. Get it right, whippersnapper.

 

[jcman311]

If you are of “age” in the 90’s, you are a @Piobaire boomer. I’m not too far behind though.

 

[imatlas]

If you are of “age” in the 90’s, you are a @Piobaire boomer. I’m not too far behind though.

That stings.

 

[NorCal]

I saw Fishbone play a New Years Eve show just a few years ago at the Caspar Inn in Mendocino. It was also (far) smaller than the average middle-school gym. Fun show.

How did I miss that? That's my hood. I saw them quite a few years back at the Mateel, great show.

 

[Geoffrey Firmin]

Monday 9am I had to attend a six month optometrist appointment. Go in photos eye scans all is ok. Then she finds a hole in my macula which is at the top of the eye. She tells me that unless I have an operation in two weeks I’ll go blind I’m my right eye…something about gravity? I’m WTF is this...She begins crying ‘I’m calm collected, thinking this is a problem, how do I solve the problem?.

She starts fumbling around trying to get me into an eye clinic but it’s Monday and the all the lines are continuing busy. She by now is howling, I’ve only known her six months WTF! Still crying she goes out encounters the practice manager( note optometry shops are nolonger shops…)
He looks at her glares at me though the open door as if I’m Thanos.

I’m thinking **** I have to go home tell Mrs GF, my son..then ring my boss cancel two weeks worth of work. Plus an annual one assisting a Year 12 dyslexic student complete their HSC and it’s eight days before the exams…FUBAR.

She comes back more tears, more tissues. No one is answering their phones…finally she’s written details on a card. Call them. By now it’s 9.30 i get the tram home. I call once. No joy. Then get through on the second call. Get appointment for Thursday. I ring up the optometrist and ask to speak with her. The practice manager says No! WTF is this he/they/them on about? Tells me he’s hanging up.. click. I am some what discombobulated by the whole experience so far.

Get home tell Mrs GF sit down something is wrong..explain..Call boss cancel work. Call School Board..,watch wages fly out the window.

Now begins the waiting game….I have reports due.. by COB Tuesday..do two think *******.

Wednesday more reports due not really focused I question why🤔

Thursday…up early for an 8.30 appointment. Eye drops, photos and more high tech testing. Then get into see the specialist….we talk…he asks I answer. Side note the clinic has one of the best collections of 20th Century landscape painting I’ve seen. Ok down to business he examines my eyes…yes their is a problem but the four horsemen of apocalypse aren’t knocking at my door. The 😡🤬 optometrist flipped the photos and read them upside down he explains to me…. But then he does find an issue she missed and he can fix that with laser surgery right now ok…

SNAFU as an 80’s song said 🎶I don’t think God has a very good sense of humour🎶
l’m out of pocket and left thinking WTF have the past few days been about? Stupidly. Absurdity? And the fact I need a new optometrist….

 

[Michigan Planner]

If you are of “age” in the 90’s, you are a @Piobaire boomer. I’m not too far behind though.

That stings.

That one sort of hurt me as well. 😒

Some more music-related stuff:

I was driving my 12-year-old daughter to the optometrist yesterday afternoon (thankfully, much less of a dramatic experience than @Geoffrey Firmin had - I was unsure whether to laugh or cringe at that story but glad that the doctor was able to take care of things in the end) and "Pepper" from the Butthole Surfers came up on the radio. She saw the name of the band on the screen and was taken aback. She was even more flabbergasted when I told her that a Butthole Surfers concert could count as her first ever since her mom and I went to go see them about a month before she was born.

 

[venividivicibj]

Monday 9am I had to attend a six month optometrist appointment. Go in photos eye scans all is ok. Then she finds a hole in my macula which is at the top of the eye. She tells me that unless I have an operation in two weeks I’ll go blind I’m my right eye…something about gravity? I’m WTF is this...She begins crying ‘I’m calm collected, thinking this is a problem, how do I solve the problem?.

She starts fumbling around trying to get me into an eye clinic but it’s Monday and the all the lines are continuing busy. She by now is howling, I’ve only known her six months WTF! Still crying she goes out encounters the practice manager( note optometry shops are nolonger shops…)
He looks at her glares at me though the open door as if I’m Thanos.

I’m thinking **** I have to go home tell Mrs GF, my son..then ring my boss cancel two weeks worth of work. Plus an annual one assisting a Year 12 dyslexic student complete their HSC and it’s eight days before the exams…FUBAR.

She comes back more tears, more tissues. No one is answering their phones…finally she’s written details on a card. Call them. By now it’s 9.30 i get the tram home. I call once. No joy. Then get through on the second call. Get appointment for Thursday. I ring up the optometrist and ask to speak with her. The practice manager says No! WTF is this he/they/them on about? Tells me he’s hanging up.. click. I am some what discombobulated by the whole experience so far.

Get home tell Mrs GF sit down something is wrong..explain..Call boss cancel work. Call School Board..,watch wages fly out the window.

Now begins the waiting game….I have reports due.. by COB Tuesday..do two think *******.

Wednesday more reports due not really focused I question why🤔

Thursday…up early for an 8.30 appointment. Eye drops, photos and more high tech testing. Then get into see the specialist….we talk…he asks I answer. Side note the clinic has one of the best collections of 20th Century landscape painting I’ve seen. Ok down to business he examines my eyes…yes their is a problem but the four horsemen of apocalypse aren’t knocking at my door. The 😡🤬 optometrist flipped the photos and read them upside down he explains to me…. But then he does find an issue she missed and he can fix that with laser surgery right now ok…

SNAFU as an 80’s song said 🎶I don’t think God has a very good sense of humour🎶
l’m out of pocket and left thinking WTF have the past few days been about? Stupidly. Absurdity? And the fact I need a new optometrist….

So... you're okay?

 

[ter1413]

So... you're okay?

He is posting on SF. I should say....yes.

 

[PhilKenSebben]

He is posting on SF. I should say....yes.

See, we both saw the same clues but came to very different conclusions

 

[mhip]

See, we both saw the same clues but came to very different conclusions

I delved deeper, and was scrutinizing the post spelling and punctuation.

 

[Ixelles]

That one sort of hurt me as well. 😒

Some more music-related stuff:

I was driving my 12-year-old daughter to the optometrist yesterday afternoon (thankfully, much less of a dramatic experience than @Geoffrey Firmin had - I was unsure whether to laugh or cringe at that story but glad that the doctor was able to take care of things in the end) and "Pepper" from the Butthole Surfers came up on the radio. She saw the name of the band on the screen and was taken aback. She was even more flabbergasted when I told her that a Butthole Surfers concert could count as her first ever since her mom and I went to go see them about a month before she was born.

And in even more cringey boomer music stuff, this summer I took my son to see KISS (his first concert).

Child abuse? Maybe, but he really wanted to come along, and whether its lip-synched or backing tapes, those old F***ers still put on a quite a show.

The bonus is his mom's annoyance as her 10-year old sings "it's cold gin time again" around the house all day.

 

[Michigan Planner]

And in even more cringey boomer music stuff, this summer I took my son to see KISS (his first concert).

Child abuse? Maybe, but he really wanted to come along, and whether its lip-synched or backing tapes, those old F***ers still put on a quite a show.

The bonus is his mom's annoyance as her 10-year old sings "it's cold gin time again" around the house all day.

Gotta get that kid singing Love Gun or Plaster Caster!

 

[ter1413]

Gotta get that kid singing Love Gun or Plaster Caster!

Ok boomer!