Day Trippin: Loud Singing and Drinks with Bubbles

This most recent Saturday I got the opportunity to audition for the New Harmony Theatre.  It was more or less spur of the moment.  I wasn't so sure about auditioning for them.

But then, I thought about it, and what did I have to lose?  I had Saturday off, so no work there.  I'm a 24 year old Delivery boy, so obviously I haven't got adult obligations or a social life (up for debate), and it seemed like an adventure.  I called them up (a day before) and off I went that next morning.

The drive was largely uneventful save for some strange smells, some dancing to stay awake, and the nicest weather I've been in since this God-forsaken season we call winter kicked in here in Tennessee.

The campus was nice, and made me almost wish I was still in school. Jokes on all those kids in school. I got my degree already and now... I.. am a 24 year old delivery boy...


The audition went smoothly.  I was energetic (or nervous). The accompanist was great.  Kept up with me and made me sound great, so that was nice.
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Audition over and done with, it was time for a treat!  Off to Tin Man Brewing Company for samples of their Godly nectar! 

Tin Man was spectacular.  They had a friendly wait staff, and cool hangout in a neat old building, and their beers were, as the kids are saying, "off the hook".  My favorite by far was their Dry Cell Irish Stout.  Their nitrogen system on their taps definitely makes the experience at the brewery itself a blast as the process can change a beer into a completely new one depending on the gas used.  That being said, the Irish stout, only nitrogenated, was magnificently heady and smooth on the palate. I only wish I had some back here in Nashville.

Whilst I sat at the bar, famished from my day, I ordered the chicken and waffles with their maple mayo, definitely worth it simply for the mayo.  Shoveling those into my face, I struck up conversation with the two next to me, a couple from our neighbors just north of the US.  As we talked we were invited  on a brewery tour.  I wasn't about to pass that up so off my two new friends and I went!

The brewery operation was fun as they had named many of their fermentation tanks (I'm sure there is a better name for that) after famous robots from pop culture and other such conglomerates of information. The most interesting and exciting bit was their small batch system.  Brewing in small batches of 5 gallons, each Friday the brewery has their small batch on tap for any coming in.  This system allows for new beers and recipes to be created and tested first hand, and you don't even have to be a master brewer!  A nice little buzz to keep the brewery hoppin' (see what I did there?) on Friday nights, you should def check it out some Friday. No telling what kind of beer you'll get!

So, the moral of that long strand of information.

GO DRINK TIN MAN BREWING COMPANY'S BEER

Saying adios to my new friends, I jetted home.  All in all a very successful day, and one I won't soon forget! 

(mostly because I filmed the whole thing)

Sleep is My Enemy

I have been readin a lot of comics and graphic Novels recently.  Uncanny XMen, WOlverine and the XMen. Captain America. SAGA. Y: The Last Man. 

I've been devowering them like theres not tomorrow.  This is what I've been doing.  I go to work, I hate my time there, I leave, and I read these books.  Their vignettes traversing through my eyes and my mind.  Small little stories that trace your world and shift its geography.  Happy, sad, stressful tales that splatter your conciousness with color and characters while shifting your subconcious towards something more whole.  Its a wonderful feeling finishing these stories.  Its so bittersweet when they run their course that you can't help but be happy someone allowed you along with them for it.

This is art. Its life, its love, its wonderful.  Its what anyone should hope to achieve.  To view their human experience and propel their own thoughts about it towards something others can enjoy. Its art in motion, from something as seemingly straightforward and XMen to Blankets by Craig Thompson.  This is something i translate into my own experiences and own vocabulary.  I get brought along for the story and in doing so share this experience with not only the artist but all the readers of the work.  Its a wonderful feeling. A feeling I want to share in my way through the work I've deemed my particular medium of choice, live action acting.

Of course, I draw... sometimes.  I miss drawing but my muse hits me when it hits me.  I write, draw, walk around... I do stuff, but I get attached to things and they move me towards my next attachment.  I am working on figuring out how I can guide these attachments.  I want to learn to control the things that grab my undivided, obsessive lust for more of it, be it Magic the Gathering, or drawing, or acting, or running and working out, or videogames.

It doesn't stick though.  It fluctuates and passes and rekindles as it sees fit.  But I haven't got time for it to do what it wants.  This id of mine, this conciousness that rules my conciousness needs the freedom to do what it wants while also maintaining some parallel thought process with my own.  I know I like the things I like, and I know I love the things I love, but what I don't know is why there should ever be doubt.

And it all boils down to this.

Sleep is my enemy.

A Long Time Coming

The hope and positivity of my trip to Europe was swiftly engulfed by the safgety that my home offers.
With little to no responsibilities aside from: Waking up, going to work, leaving work, continuing to breathe; I've continued my path of mental deprevation for far to long.

I was inspired here and there.  I worked diligently to lang myself a role in some type of show here in the Nashvegas area, but to no avail.  So far, that is.  That is stil a work in progress.

I've also disucess this issue with a friend of mine who claims she went through the same thing.  Its very diufficult to leave all your friends who are knee deep in theatre with you and be slung back into the cockpit of a fast moving ship called monotony here at home.  Love my family to death, and I need this place to stay so I can continue to save money, but there is also the downside of finding all of this too comforting.  Life is far to easy.  I don't have homework, I don't have to worry about finding something to eat... I simply go to work.  My largest concern are the drivers in the Nashville downtown area.  Most of them need to pay closer attention to their world.  They're operating weapons carelessly.

So to be cut off from all of your involvement with the theatre peoples you once associated yourself... it is tough to remain as upbeat, positive, and completely involved in the particular career choice you've deemed as something you love.  I remember I love it, and I remember that when I do it, I will be reminded again of why I do it... but the opportunities lie dormant just on the other side of a hill called perseverence.  That hill sucks to clime by yourself.

I want to be the beacon that gathers the flock around me.   I want my mood to shift the mood of others, to cause a viral infection of theatre and film craze, to write, create, film, and play with people of a like mind, but I'm not nearly as resilient as I used to be.  Its so much easier to turn on a playstation than it is to gather people together into a room.

That is my dilemma, my curse, possibly my generations curse.  Human interaction is vying for supremacy with technology.


ON
a more fun note, Bonnaroo was magnificent as usual.

I bought a ticket with my siblings, my sister included this year.  It was a year to remember for certain.  Paul McCartney was obviously the highlight.  I've seen a Beatle perform Beatles songs.  That is a story that I get to tell for the rest of my life. 

I watched Alt-J up close and personal, weaseling my way into the crowd as they came on stage.  I snapped some clips but I cannot tell fi they're worth while.  I have misplaced my phones cable and am in process of acquiring it again.  In the mean time, my camera/picture taking capacity will be lacking in the availability of transferals between devices until I can locate the cable.  I believe, however,m with as many Batman comics I've read of late, my detective skills will obviously prevail against the case.  Justice shall be served!

(Update: I've commandeered another's cable!)

Bonnaroo Flag made by yours truly. Storm Troopers!

A little Trombone Shorty for ye'

Alt-J made my night and my trip!

SeaWolf play

One of the greatest musicians of our time. Super Tall Paul!

God speed ladies and gents, and I apologize for my inactivity.  Life got in the way.

Hugs and kisses and all that jazz,

KevBot

A Long Time

I realize it has been quite some time since I last posted something on there here blog.  My inactivity has been due to many things.  Mostly, I've been "working" diligently on a paper; my last paper of my schooling career.  This has been both innefective and a reclusive process, and has left me with the complete and utter lack of ability to care about anything since I started.  I'm just, feh.

So, I'm writing this now and will most likely update this paticular post, within the next 24 hours.  I will not say it will be awe inspiring or a great post, but some activity is better than this no activity business I've been in a funk with. 

Soon.

I Rubbed Oil on Some Breasts

Thanksgiving here in my humble kitchen has come and gone now. I sit in my room and think back about the 8 hours I just spent in that kitchen cooking, eating, washing dishes, and eating, and sitting, and eating... I have far to much turkey left over but by god, 'Merica. Time to eat some more.

Lets try a video... here.

It was a lot of fun.  There was Pecan Pie, Chinese Dumplings, Green beans, Potatoes, Veggie dishes smothered in cheese, cookies, and tons more food to be had. We didn't gather and pray as we're not trying to force our religions upon eachother, but we did attempt to all say what we were thankful for.  I, being the host, spent my whole time carving up the turkey and munching on a few bits here and there as I could.

Above^ is the 14lb turkey I bought and baked by myself. It was lovely. Harry, my good pal, went and picked it up from our local butcher this afternoon while I was in class. I began cooking right away. It turned out a bit dry but I did my best. It was very god for a first attempt.

Right> is the gibblet gravy I made. It turned out absolutely superb and was my crowning glory in this particular meal. 

 

 There were more people than there were plates, or chairs, and we had been expecting a few others that ended up not being able to make it.  It was fun to cook for so many!

The post food coma is setting in. Sarah is taking it particularly hard...










All in all, this thanksgiving was a lot of fun. I've always just gotten to eat the food and never been around the kitchen.  I can't say iw as out of my element because I love to cook for people, but its a bit daunting to make sure the turkey isn't to dry.  It turned out all right and people seemed to have a blast shoving food down their faces.

I missed the family this trip, but that is life.  I made due and made a family out of my friends here.

All in all, GREAT SUCCESS!

To Brussels and Back, Kevin's Tale or No Need to Call Liam

This little bit is a palce holder until I get the pictures to transfer properly.  Also, I did a lot of writing so I'll have to transfer that from its paper and pencil medium into a series of 1's and 0's that the computer will enjoy.

Tomorrow? Soon.

SOON

Been Sick Again

So I've been sick and lazy and have not been updtaing this bad boy this past week. My bad.

Dunno what I have. most likely all the worst things.

Also, don't eat pizza in the UK... ever. Like, never ever.  I've now eaten pizza on two separate occasions and from two separate places and I have spent the next morning vomiting and crapping my brains out.  Not fun at all.  Spent this whole day in bed sick with this Pizza ailment of mine and it disagrees with me.

I'm going to Brussels tomorrow. Should be a blast! No one else is going so If I do not post soemthing on here by Tuesday, I've been taken deep into the heart of the abyss and Liam Neeson should be called immediately to find me.

I mean it. Call Liam Neeson. He needs to find me.

UPDATE!
This is the information I've made thus far and plans on where I'll be staying:
Hostel: Aldberge de Jeanesse, Zavelput 30, 1000 City of Brussels, Belgium, 02 218 01 87
Station of Arrival: Euroline Coach Station, North Rail Station
American Embassy: 02 811 4300

(Looking at you Liam)

Here is an update about my life through pictures.

 More booze from La Trappiste a little while ago. This was a Belgium beer that was quite good and high percentage to the max. Been trying to get the one beer the owner of that particular restaurant likes a whole lot.  Its the Affligem Dubble.  I need to try it. His description in the beer bible at La Trappiste is immaculate when describing it.

 This is the Cod Fillets I cooked over the past weekend with my friend Bryonee and her housemates.

 This is the rest of the meal.  We made tater wedges, a vegetable broth type thing that turned out to be quite good thanks to Bryonee, Stephen provided the pre-fried bake and eat Chinese appetizers, and I bought some extra pieces of Cod and the limes.  It was a lovely meal followed by a mellow night of talking and eating and having fun.  I walked home at 5am and now have this sickness I'm suffering from, most likely from that walk. I had a  great night that night.

 This was Last Tuesday, today is Thursday.  This sucked.  Our fire alarm goes off every Wednesday morning at 8am while I am sleeping because I have no classes that day. Something/Someone set this off while I was asleep from being sick and it was rough. I couldn't figure out what was going on or what day it was. This is Jacob, April, and myself mean-mugging the building and hating the fire alarm.

 This is from last night.  La Trappiste again, quickly becoming our favorite place.  I ate pizza, I puked, everyone else ate pizza, they were fine.  This is the "beer stick" they offered where you can try 6 of their beers off tap.  It was a fun time and the whole crew had a fun time!
We were celebrating Gabby's birthday.
In attendance: Krystle, Dorothea, Harry, Libby, Jacob, Gabby, Anna, Sarah Jordan, and me.






All in all, its been a fun past few weeks. Been a different setting than what I was used to and I definitely needed the change.  I've had discussions with old friends on the itnernet, discussions with new friends in person, and mellow evenings out and rough evenings in.  I'm constantly reminded that the world is a gorgeous place to live because you can have horrendous nights and the best nights of your life in a short expanse of time.

Life is gorgeous and I'm having a blast living mine!