Showing posts with label WORSHIP THE GENIUS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WORSHIP THE GENIUS. Show all posts
Monday, June 25, 2012
Rockstache at the 930 Club
Both photos are from OnTap Online Gallery. Since the photos are of me, I'm going to assume that it perfectly legal to use them. If not, I've dealt with lawyers before.
Regarding my performance, my friends think I need to be more dynamic with my actions. There is definite room for improvement in my fingering, and strumming. Some kicks, and maybe a good leap into the air, out over the crowd, hopefully landing somewhere that doesn't involve on a person. Stage dives can be really lame if you aren't rocking out, but can really seal a legendary performance.
Regarding the costume, I think the shirt was too big. I bought it back when I was really fat, say early season Biggest Loser contestant who isn't going to win because he didn't start out at somewhere north of 400 pounds, as opposed to late season Biggest Loser who isn't going to win because he didn't start out at somewhere north of 400 pounds. My arms look ok, though, all the tilling and pushups seem to be having some effect. The mustache could be bigger. Air Guitar is one area of the universe where facial will always be accepted and even respected.
So for next year, I'm aiming for two things: a six pack (instead of the mini keg) and a possibly fake giant mustache across my shoulder blades for maximum impact when I do some sort of spin-kick/guitar flip. Probably skinny jeans as well.
The oddest part of the evening was being asked, "hey, you're the guy who really knows how to play guitar right? I heard you're actually good at it." My response was, "Uh. No. I've held a guitar, and made noise come out of it, but there is no way you would ever call me good at it."
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Time for Another Fifteen?
I hope to surprise my father with another brief bit of in/fame on June 23. The Genius is taking the stage at the 930 Club. Without an instrument. Ahem, without a visible instrument. I am competing in the DC Regional of the US Air Guitar Competition under the nom de air of Rockstache. If you can make it, you better cheer for me.
Two of Genius Cousins have played the 930 Club, but they were in punk bands. Actual bands, with instruments and other people and stuff. I have this odd feeling they will not appreciate my performance.
Two of Genius Cousins have played the 930 Club, but they were in punk bands. Actual bands, with instruments and other people and stuff. I have this odd feeling they will not appreciate my performance.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
World Tour 2008: The Genius Ages Like a Fine Wine or Scotch...or Cheese
So, Bossy is doing her roadtrip and I am totally stealing her idea. If you want me to swing by your city and show you precisely how I roll*, then clear off the couch, clean out the bong, wash out the funnel, and put the pizza in the oven cuz I am going on a frigging world tour again!
The last one involved a brief stay in London**, Vienna, Bratislava, Poprad, and the High Tetras. If you want me to visit your town, let me know. The list so far includes Bahston, Chicago, Seattle and San Francisco.
* Off the curb and into the gutter?
** Heathrow doesn't count, you pretentious jerk.
*** Who the fuck let this asshole in?
**** I am crashing your chundernozzling cobag-slurp fest.
***** Piss off, ass face!
****** Oooo, now I'm scared, I'll be back, comuffin.
UPDATE: Unless people buy me tickets, this world tour is sticking to the continental countries. If I get to three countries, I will probably be on the run from the authorities. And Anton Chigurh.
The last one involved a brief stay in London**, Vienna, Bratislava, Poprad, and the High Tetras. If you want me to visit your town, let me know. The list so far includes Bahston, Chicago, Seattle and San Francisco.
* Off the curb and into the gutter?
** Heathrow doesn't count, you pretentious jerk.
*** Who the fuck let this asshole in?
**** I am crashing your chundernozzling cobag-slurp fest.
***** Piss off, ass face!
****** Oooo, now I'm scared, I'll be back, comuffin.
UPDATE: Unless people buy me tickets, this world tour is sticking to the continental countries. If I get to three countries, I will probably be on the run from the authorities. And Anton Chigurh.
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