Ten-Dollar Trombone

Picked this up at a garage sale this afternoon. Couldn’t believe it was a trombone and not just an empty case for ten bucks! I’m not a low-brass player — never have been — but I couldn’t pass that up.

I scrubbed all the nasties out of the mouthpiece and determined that the horn plays just fine, despite having a jammed slide lock and a few crumples here and there.

It’s not like I need another hobby, but… even just the basic warmups I pulled out of my brain from 15+ years ago reminded me how much I enjoyed playing brass.

Birthday Plushie

Bowie Life On Mars Plushie

Connor suggested that I make a plushie for Dad’s birthday, and he initially said it should be of Dad’s favorite comic book character. Then I had the idea of making a David Bowie plushie with two faces — Reality Bowie on one side and Aladdin Sane on the other.

Somehow, I ended up deciding on Life On Mars instead of Reality, and after I started it, I realized that I wouldn’t have enough time to finish two full Bowies.

I learned a few things about sewing plushies that I’ll remember for next time. This was a lot of fun, and I could see me making a whole series of these!

Spotify Premium: Like Scour in the 90s, But Legal

Who remembers Scour?

I have vivid memories of working at my college job, sitting at my desk in the office next to my co-worker, Jeff, and one of us getting a song stuck in our head. Off to Scour, to download and listen to something random, like the theme from the A-Team, or some esoteric 80s song, or some freedom rock (turn it up!).

Did I know it was shady? Sure. Did I care? Nope. It was available, and there wasn’t exactly another avenue for me to quench my immediate musical desires back in 1999, and it was before the days of packet-sniffers that would throttle bandwidth or flag me for peer-to-peer activity, so…

Fast forward 18 years to 2017.* When I get Billy Ocean stuck in my head, I pull up Spotify on my work laptop — I pay a subscription fee of about $10 a month for Premium — and search for “Caribbean Queen.” I get an entire compilation album of Billy Ocean’s greatest hits, and I listen to the sounds of elementary school for a good half hour. Unlike some 20 years ago, though, I don’t have to wait 15 minutes for a 3MB mp3 to download over the 10/100 BaseT ethernet connection.

And it’s completely legal.

*Side note: I still can’t get over being 40 years old and so vividly remembering multiple decades.

Tonight’s Requested Dance Party Song


For some reason, Connor calls this “The Clown Song.” He sang the intro riff well enough that I knew which song he meant, though. 🙂

Someday, when he’s older, I hope he feels about the Psychedelic Furs and the Pet Shop Boys and the Flaming Lips and Bowie and The Cure and Midnight Oil the way I do about my Mom’s favorite artists from the late 70’s and early 80’s.