Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Walk a couple feet in my shoes

Scream for me Phoenix

We rarly discuss the recreation activity's the Rial Blog Corporate Retreat Team Leaders partake in, you know, Sarahs cakes, Coreys manifestos, Sarahs collection of Asian stereotype jokes, Coreys bands. So lets rap about the bands. Last night was a record release for a compilation not one but two of my excellent/yet not for everyone rock bands is on. Both bands played, back to back, and holy hell...I am spent.

One thing about going to a rock concert, you are there to be entertained, your there to relax and enjoy music/drinks/pool/the company of other people that go to small bars on Tuesdays. It is a little different when you are the entertainment. And in the style of music I play, I am really only "entertaining" for 25 minutes tops. Last night it was like 45 minutes, but yeah, its odd. Playing two sets back to back under the bright lights in a warm Arizona summer sucks. I am covered in set, tired, salt in my eyes, voice blown out, small cuts all over my hand, plus I have to help load heavy gear into a car not designed to carry that stuff. Now look, I am not complaining, i am just explaining how, really, sans the 25 minutes I am on stage, i am there to do the same thing as everyone else there is to do, only with a completely sweat soaked shirt and a sore body. Its weird.

So any way, if your into the antiquated form of musical delivery called vinyl and want to buy a really cool record featuring two Corey bands and 11 other not Corey bands, check out http://www.mcdrecords.bigcartel.com/product/personality-disorder-v-a-a-collection-of-arizona-punk-rock and tell em big baby sent ya.

Not getting my desired point across and sounding like a pretentious prick blog...OUT!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The Remains of the Day




Lets get socialized

Man, had to change the starter on this blog, thought it was the battery, but the damn thing just wouldn't turn, I thought it was under warranty...but apparently those don't really cover anything, who would have thought, the person that sold it to me over the phone really talked it up like it was the best thing that was ever offered over the phone. But it is all up and running now, idles a lil hard, but a good point A to point B.

So, there are, at current count, over one billion unique species of social media websites. And I expect this to grow until we start destroying there natural environments to make way for strip farming for McDonalds. I think this blog counts as one, and if it doesn't, it may be more of a hybrid, ala a mule, like a myspace breed with a opinion column of a celebrity gossip site, the result is a sterile, workable, pack mule of a website. Lets see....we at the Rial Blog Two Girls One Guy Hair Salon are on blogger, myspace, facebook, twitter, bandcamp, and various message boards. (most of which are linked at the bottom, in case you never made it all the way thru one of these epic poems of solitude and depression we call "posts".) That is five times the opportunity to interact via icons and uploaded photos and short, poorly constructed sentences (this utility is the main culprit) That is alot of access. If you wee to meet me in real life, you would never ever get that many chances to talk/share photos/show funny youtube videos. Its kinda cool and kinda fake. But I don't want to get into why and why nots and all that.

I really want to talk about a co-worker. He says Facebook is for little kids. He is right, but so are Popsicles and Velcro, two things I am pretty hyped on. He also listens to country music, is homophobic yet loves Elton John, and defends it by saying its good American rock and roll (its not, its good ENGLISH rock and roll) and generally is wrong about everything. Now I may be on facebook alot, but I have downtime at work and get caught up in a lot of pointless info about peoples lives. I also get to see photos I will never see of my friends kids (like these totally badass ones of Loren and his kid on what looked like the most badass camping trip ever. Fuck the desert.) Country music listening co-worker just doesn't have many friends, so he justifies it as little kid. His perception, thats cool. But he is wrong (and he is right)

So any way, people young and old are on these sites and some people let it all hang out. And some live in fear of there parents disapproving (or family member sor whatever). look, your putting your wangs out on the line by sharing your life with the world, let your family know you smoke, are liberal/conservative, gay/ghey/ghay, like sports, etc. Because really, we are all going to die a horrible death that consists of angels and seals and trumpets and anti-somethings and its going to suck, so start living, on line and off.

Welcome back....again

Thursday, May 20, 2010

BORING BOUT OF BUMMED

It has been a while (rial) and really because i don't know what to talk about. Maybe an expose on Penelope...yeah, that sounds like a good idea. But today, no luck on that. Lets talk about other things like...my schedule..that sounds fun right. Well my music interests and musical homies have some shows coming up that maybe some of you would like to attend.

May 24th - The Trunkspace (15ave and grand and Roosevelt) Dead River Review (Ben and Joey)
May 25th - Some Warehouse CAGEMATCH (corey rial esquire)
May 30th - The Rouge (Scottsdale and Roosevelt-ish) Said Gun (Corey P. Rial the 5th, Ben, Joey, Rynn)
June 8th - The Rouge (Scottsdale and Roosevelt-ish) Said gun & CAGEMATCH (a celebration of all things Corey)

And May 27th is the anniversary of the Corey and Sarah Rials of Phoenix Arizona, so that is going to be cool, you cannot attend this event, it is invite only and we only sent out to invites and got one response ( Corey was checking his calendar to see if he was free)

What else...Bobby Big Guns Easy Mac Ill BLZ Green may be returning from Chicago tomorrow from what was billed as a quest to find the Lost Dutchman's Mine (I think he failed) and he may or may not meet up with some members of this dynamic writing team known as the Rial Blog Gun Club at a separate but equal birthday party in the town previously known as Hayden's Ferry. So again, there's that.

And while we are at it, how about a docket for up coming blog posts just so we have goals we can not meet:
Expose on the Rise and Fall of Penelope Amelia Francis Rial
Pictures of the raddest sunflowers ever to grow in a 3 feet by 1.5 feet planter section
a piece about stuff i hate at work, specifically Arabic women and stereotypes (sounds Fun huh!)
Some free flowing rants about Arizona politics that skirt the issue but do reference nudity

Well, that is it, get ready, and by ready I mean get ready to get bummed. Sorry for the weak post, but really, feel sorry that you read this, that is not my fault, it is yours.

--til the sunsets

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Half Shark Alligator Half Man

All eyes have been on this fine and glorious state of Arizona ever since some important new bill was passed. I know the pundits have been making fun of us, calling us names, pointing out the flaws and and the extreme measures our state legislature and Governor have signed off on. Hell even boycotts have been thrown about, and man, it makes for some good reading/tv watching, let me tell you. But brothers and sisters, cats and dogs, everyone has an opinion on this, it is polarizing, it turns foes into friends and loved ones into enemies, its really a divide and shift and is creating a politically charged environment.

The brain trust at the Rial Blog Big and Tall Shorts and Beach Wear Franchise have mixed emotions about this bill, and we shall explain. So strap your self in (on) and get ready for some hard hitting political real talk.

The Arizona state Senate on Thursday passed a bill making it illegal for a person to “intentionally or knowingly creating a human-animal hybrid.”

Friday, April 30, 2010

Atomic Garden


From our upcoming program on baby depressionLooks Like The Sun is Rising ...HUH!


Extreme closeup of a cactus

6 and a half feet tall sunflowers...and still growing

The West garden: Corn, Squash, Tomatoes, Lettuce, Jalapeno, Misc.

A murder scene

penelope leaving her bed room