Feb 28
The girls held a concert in the basement yesterday and Melissa filmed them on the Flip. Here is Kayleigh getting her groove on.
Kayleigh Singing
Sharon Singing
Stella Singing
Sharon applied makeup to Stella and Kayleigh to glam them up a bit. Don’t worry. I would never allow them to leave the house like that. I am not looking to parent the next Jon Benet Ramsey.
They do like to dress up and sing along to their kiddie-pop though. They are Disney Channel kids. I was an MTV kid. They will grow-up to be a lot saner than I did.
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Feb 24
Last night Justin and I went to go see Alice In Chains at the Louisville Palace Theater. I bought their latest album, “Black Gives Way to Blue” back in December and was overwhelmed by it. I spent the better part of Christmas vacation learning “Your Decision” and trying to get the lead down on “Check My Brain”. I was in that mode where I was listening to the album over and over and was telling a buddy how I thought it was my “record of the year”, when he informed me that they were coming to Louisville. I never listen to the radio anymore so I don’t catch the concert announcements. By the time I went to buy tickets they were sold-out. I noticed that they were playing at the Louisville Palace Theater and had never seen a show there before. Robert Plant and Alison Krauss opened their world tour at the Palace Theater and I had known it was a fairly small, renovated space that had previously been used for plays and small musical productions. When I found out that it only seats 2700 people I was pretty sure I needed to pull out all the stops to get some tickets. As luck would have it, I found a pair of front-row seats on StubHub and just couldn’t pass them up.
It wasn’t hard finding a home for that second ticket. 
Justin said he would kill me if I sold it to anyone else and he came down from Cleveland for a couple of days and we caught the show together.
I remember clearly when their second album (Dirt) came out and that sort of visceral connection I felt with it musically and thematically. Many of the songs were about addiction and depression but in a lot of ways it was just a blues record to me and I loved wailing to it. I was in college and was starting to get interested in playing guitar again and before long, with Garth’s help, I would be playing a lot of AIC songs (badly). I had already been listening to AIC’s first album “Facelift”, and grunge was a movement in full force. Heroin was making its comeback and claiming more than its fair share of young artists, particularly those in the Seattle scene. Then came Kurt Cobain’s suicide, Layne Staley’s struggles and how he shared them in his lyrics and how the music media gossiped about his heroin problem. By the time Layne died, the grunge era was well on its way out. In the aftermath of Kurt and Layne, as if their passing wasn’t bruising enough, it also struck me as tragic what it did to their friends and band-mates. It seems Dave Grohl used the losses as a life lesson, as if it were a call to kick life in the ass before it kicked his. Dave went on a creative tear like a man living on borrowed time. He started a family and became a positive force in the world of music. But guys like Kris Novoselic and Jerry Cantrell seemed to sort of step back and lick their wounds (I don’t know, this is just my impression). In Jerry’s case it was particularly hard for me to take because he was always such an original composer and his playing always had that bluesy feel even though he was characterized as a grunge player. Jerry had also picked up more and more vocal duties for AIC over the years and I thought that there was no reason that Alice In Chains couldn’t move on without Layne and keep making music. Jerry’s solo records after Layne’s death were interesting but they didn’t get picked up much by the public or by radio. I don’t know if it is was grunge backlash or that people wanted him back where he belonged, fronting Alice in Chains.
Anyway, last night was cathartic for me. It was good to see them together again, drinking water, hitting every note, playing tight. William DuVall has his own voice and style but he can belt out all the Layne Staley vocals on the old stuff. Not some caricature of “sex, drugs and rock n’ roll”, but as a group of friends doing what God meant for them to do. I fist bumped Jerry Cantrell and I managed to get one of his guitar picks as a momento. I shook Mike Inez’s hand. I thanked them for coming to Louisville and for playing the best show I have ever had the privilege of seeing.
Click here to see all of the photos Justin and I took with our camera-phones.
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Feb 06
January felt transitional for me even though it was largely uneventful. We did have several snow days which the kids thoroughly enjoyed and took advantage of. Our neighbor Dick (my good buddy) has an excellent little sledding hill at the back of his lot that runs right up to the creek that lines his property. The kids put in some good work on that sledding hill. However, they did decide not to heed my advice about bailing-out of the sled if they were heading fast toward the creek and couldn’t stop. They assumed the creek was frozen enough to support their weight and I suppose it was the first couple of times they tempted Mother Nature. But at one point our neighbor Ben plus Kayleigh and Stella ended up breaking the ice, getting soaked and coming home as Popsicles. I had a fire going 24×7 for about one week at one point and eventually only stopped long enough to let things cool off (burn off) and vacuum out the ashes. The kids used the fireplace to thaw out from sledding so it worked out. We had a lot of wet boots and clothes too.
My customers released a lot of pent-up demand from the holidays that kept me extra busy at work – which is good but it also made January a blur. Not being able to do much outside (aside from some shoveling) had me dosed with cabin fever. I don’t get the winter blues but I do miss golf and every time I walk past the bikes I get a slight ache in my loins. TMI I know.
Melissa and I are both working through some of the books we received as gifts. I don’t know that she is using the Kindle much now since she has several real books stacked-up.
The kids (and adults) enjoyed getting their Christmas box from Uncle Justin. Stella wasted no time in pasting tattoos all over her body from the kit he sent her. She seems to like putting on makeup quite a bit too. I don’t feel either of these bode well.
All the January photos are here.
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