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The Big Daddy Website has been updated and upgraded (for the most part) as of about noon today. What's the big deal? Well things are BIGGER for what I think are strictly utilitarian reasons -- my work has been getting a little bit more, shall we say, a study in proportions and objects in space. This is an idiotic thing for a photographer to say. The point is, there's new stuff and some old stuff re-jiggered, so please do take a look and chime in.

Special thanks to Lauren and Steve at Heart And Cross for,

a) Putting up with my shit,

and

b) Getting this done quickly and smoothly. They are A+ people.

They Covered Can't Hardly Wait. The Suicide Lyrics Version.

So yeah, The Mighty Handful. Great name. They are actually a sextet, and I like to think it's all part of the joke. I know them through Dan and more specifically Dan's kid, who's the drummer. My deep thoughts about this event are still gestating. in the meantime, I will offer you the rich, reduced broth of the experience.

"We're gonna play a song... ...the last time we played it someone's -- and I won't say whose -- someone's parents got upset."

(From the back of the house) "Were they yours?"

"No, they weren't mine. This song is called 'Uptown Drunks'."

(cheers)

The song is on their Facebook and Myspace pages. It has a medium tempo and a singable chorus. It's about teenagers "experimenting with each other," if you know what I mean. Just sing about sex. Of course. Cut to the chase. If you're going to make parents upset go right for the jugular. If you're trying to woo Sally from homeroom go straight for her skirt.

The Whole Story

The exchange that lead to the creation of "Magicalisim" is a exercise in timing.

If I recall correctly, this conversation was a phone call at around 1:00 PM EST.

Matt: I need a word that Clyde Fraizer uses during Knicks games.

Me: Um...

Matt: ...

Me: Y'know I can't think of one! Strange...

Matt: ...

Me: ...

Matt: Make one up.

Me: Uh...

Matt: ...

Me: Magicalisim.

Matt: Bingo. Goodbye!

I'm Blogging Blind For No Good Reason.

I'm always staying active in spite of the spate of cool weather. Savonarola is playing at Pete's Candy Store on the 24th! So is 99999999999999999... etc! That's Anthony MacBain and some other people, I think! His touring band perhaps!? I will be there! Will you?

At The Drive In

The Drive In is where the swap meet happens on weekends, which is personally significant because it's where Gersh and I would go crate diving in search of old and/or awesome records. Recall that the mid-to-late 90's were the early years of vinyl revivalism and you could still get copies of basically any record for a dollar or less. We often bought boxes for ten bucks and divided them between ourselves sight unseen. I was really into The Who then. There was also a selection of the typical swap meet expendables including cheap leather working gloves, tools made of poor-quality steel and cholo shirts which usally had airbrushed Virgin Marys and Jesuses on the front.

Apparently the property is still owned by Metropolitan Theaters, though one has to wonder how long that will last with Goleta becoming the new Wild West of Santa Barbara County. The major buildings are still standing including the snack bar and projection house (both pictures housed in this set on my Flickr,. Apparently the airport shuttles idle their time there between shifts so the grounds are usually populated to some extent. The other drive in in Goleta is the SBA long term parking lot, so it's ALWAYS populated.

I left my car idling in the driveway of the theater to go fire off these quick pictures -- probably a bad idea positionally, considering I ran around the corner and out of view of the car. I don't know why I ran. I seemed like I had to avoid the workers there for some reason. Most likely I just didn't want to have to interact with anyone.