It’s with great pride that I present my live band. We’re busy practicing songs from WAIFU, Robots!, and a few covers. You can listen to everything I’ve done on soundcloud, and buy WAIFU here (which I’ve also given the artwork it deserves).
I toured, and (mostly) everything that goes with it, rocked the stage and met some of my heroes along the way. During the last couple of years of my last band and the year after, I stared into the abyss and unknowingly brought back a dragon I had to fight for it had got so large (ever watch “The Babadook”? Kinda like that, but my own version). Some serious introspection (reading) gave me the sword and shield to deal with it.
Now, I seek one more live adventure with a little help from my band of merry friends (which is why I can’t just call us “RADUTRON”) and I got to say, I’m grateful, and we’re sounding great and having fun.
If this candle burns quickly, it shall burn brightly…
Stayed tuned for a show announcement.
One of my best friends bought me a ticket to see Jordan Peterson at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre in Toronto. Here’s the email I sent him: *Edit: The name tag says “Bucko”*
So here’s my thoughts on the show. Unfortunately my audio recorder stopped recording after I put it back in my pocket. Rookie mistake…
Honestly though, there weren’t any new revelations, just paraphrasing some of the chapters at his own pace and off the top of his head (not scripted!). But I would commend him on being more clear and direct with his message.
In reference to chapter 6, Peterson touched on the van massacre and said that the driver aimed low, and he apparently arrived in court looking like he was going to accept a medal.
The biggest themes he touched on were standing up straight, telling the truth, and listening to people like they know something you don’t. As his tour goes on I’m sure things will shift at their own volition.
One of the biggest take-always I gotta say is that I talked with some of the people I was in line with (one gave me and many others the same name-tag), and an older married couple sitting beside me. Both times I was asked how I found out about him (the whole pronoun thing, more specifically the 24Hrs newspaper letter he wrote defending himself which hooked me in). There was a sense of “individual comradery” which I mean that we are not followers of Peterson because he doesn’t take the responsibility for us and therefore is our leader. That’s what tyrants do. He reminds us that we can take responsibility for ourselves and we attend his lectures in context to our own individual lives.
This is well written enough I think I’ll include it on my blog.
This was awesome dude, I wish you were here, thank you very much. I really feel like I see someone who will be remembered like Jung, and his fellow peers.
The VIP package that I got included a picture and got a question in…
I’m a guy in his early 30’s who has collected his fair share of figures. I mean, just look at this…
This is is nothing compared to some people…
It had come to my attention that a certain toy company was making a line of Overwatch characters and one of them, Mercy, is among the line-up.
I am not a psychologist, but from what I’ve read (Carl Jung’s “Man And His Symbols”, and “Jung on the Active Imagination”) did I start realizing why I collect these things many people would regard as a waste of money.
The male characters have something I see in myself and utilize them in their own success. For example: Raphael is volatile, and Batman is grumpy and/or stoic. Star-Lord’s active ego/confidence is one that mine can aspire to.
Then there’s the females. These are anima who have characteristics I do not. Lara Croft is adventurous and conquers fear (especially of heights), and Mercy has a benevolence that’s literally painted angelic.
I could go on with all the figures I own, but you get the point.
I believe we collect these things because we’re scribes of these ideals that these characters represent. You can look at a person’s bookshelf or movie collection and get an idea of who they are.
The funny thing is I’ve almost stopped collecting these because I feel like I’ve “made my point” to myself. At first I thought it was because it didn’t make me happy anymore, but it never really did. Perhaps I was on a search of who I am. It’s easier to buy something that’s already made into something you like than it is to create something that represents you.
Now I’m using my strength to create things, and music will do for now, but I’m looking forward to other things that are already taking shape in my mind and on paper…
…but first I need-nay-WANT that Mercy figure.
It’s like “retrospect” but RAD!
Here’s a list of things that I’m grateful for that happened in 2017 (in no order):
- The release of WAIFU, and tracks “Robots!”, and “85,15”.
- Paid off my student loans after 9 years!
- Made new friends in Toronto.
- I was a groomsman at my buddy’s wedding.
- Celebrated 25 years of friendship with my best friend.
- I saw Bat Out Of Hell: The Musical with my best friend, and my lady.
- Celebrated my 10th anniversary with my lady.
It was a damn good year for me, personally. 2018 will have less debt, and more love and creativity coming out of me. I’m also looking forward to getting RADUTRON on stage this year! Woo!
I cannot confirm nor deny the potentially revealing theme of this track. Ah hell, who am I kidding!?
Back in the early 2000’s I bought Blade Runner (The Director’s Cut) on DVD for $35, 6 months before my family owned a DVD-player. I would look at the case and read the chapter list, and stare at the artwork in anticipation. When I could finally watch it, I did in awe. I couldn’t fully understand the philosophical questions, but I knew it was something special, and I wished I could see it in theatres.
I just came out of “2049” and my wish came true. Beautiful movie, great music, and a worthy sequel that steps up the idea the first explores.
I’m a big fan of the Fallout video-game franchise. I got a section of a shelf at home dedicated to bobble-heads, Pop Figures, collector editions, plushes and what not.
The main image of Fallout is the character Vault-Boy. The mascot of an insane corporation called Vault-Tec. His ominous smile plastered all over the post-nuclear wasteland of Fallout’s fictional universe.
Today I get an email from the Bethesda Store trying to sell me a t-shirt that says “War Never Changes” and with a graphic of an average man-looking Vault Boy seeing a nuclear bomb going off.
With potential war looming against North Korea and the U.S., I find this very fucking ironic. I can’t buy this shit anymore.