Sunday, May 21, 2006

Why is it so fucking quiet around here?

27 Comments:

Blogger Roland said...

(ahem...)
oi am a fine sailor
me dick is a whaler
me ballacks weigh 44 pounds
if there's any young ladies
that wants ta have babies
tell 'em that I'm still around
(ahem...)

Monday, May 22, 2006 8:23:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

Well, Roland that beats anything I had to say - I salute you, Sah!

Monday, May 22, 2006 9:59:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

By the way, Roland, you're my hero dammit! So big, so strong. I've never made love to a man before for dammit, you'd have to be my first. Such a manly man, doing manly things, in a very manly sort of way. I want to be just like you when I grow up.

Monday, May 22, 2006 10:03:00 PM  
Blogger bill said...

And you must love him in an assuredly heterosexual, manly kinda way,... out of respect for the way he has with words no doubt...

speaking of which Roland, do you still have the essay about riding with the viking hoard? If so, it must be posted here for all posterity me thinks.

Monday, May 22, 2006 10:28:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

Quite heterosexual Billiam, I've just read a lot about it, that's all. Yeah, read about it. And after all, we bass players are a manly lot indeed!

Tuesday, May 23, 2006 5:22:00 PM  
Blogger tony not Tony said...

...and i thought we were all just in "time out"

Tuesday, May 23, 2006 10:44:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

Actually, I LIKE it when we're at each others throats - much more interesting that way. And besides, Bill is right. SOMEBODY had to ask the question.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006 3:39:00 PM  
Blogger Brook said...

is it haiku time?

Wednesday, May 24, 2006 4:09:00 PM  
Blogger spookygrrrl said...

I'm glad everyone is secure with their sexuality.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006 4:53:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

Roland is a fine young man from an upstanding good home and I would do nothing to raise question about his orientation or proclivities. Besides, he doesn't dress snappy enough to be anything but straight. But what I like most about Roland is that he is literally the Michael Flatley of the percussion world - he is the "Lord of the Beat." He is the first drummer to understand that 'time' is not a rigid concept, but that it is quite flexible. He owns the beat, rhythm is his bitch, and he is gonna put that beat anywhere he damn well pleases. THAT'S the Roland I know. And from a staunch record of unblemished heterosexuality, that for Roland and Perhaps Peter Gabriel I would perform an unnatural act.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006 9:20:00 PM  
Blogger elizabeth said...

Actually I must take issue with Roland's being the FIRST. That honor has to be reserved for the god of gods, Keith Moon. Time in all its guises was never more elastic for anyone than the personifier of yer dear ol' Uncle Ernie. But this in no way detracts from the luster of Mr. Tester's patina. (Just try saying that sentence out loud a few times if you're in doubt about what I mean.) And I'm sure wherever he is, Moonie would be glad to down a pint (or 20) of whatever was at hand in vigorous assent.

Thursday, May 25, 2006 9:31:00 AM  
Blogger spookygrrrl said...

Ok Dave...I get it...you're in love with Roland.

Thursday, May 25, 2006 6:54:00 PM  
Blogger spookygrrrl said...

Dave, you're new nickname is rhythm...bitch!

Thursday, May 25, 2006 6:57:00 PM  
Blogger bill said...

"Mr Tester's patina"... why does that sound nasty to me?

Thursday, May 25, 2006 7:31:00 PM  
Blogger Brook said...

only because it's so dang lyrical.

the tester patina.... sounds like something to aspire to.

Thursday, May 25, 2006 7:41:00 PM  
Blogger bill said...

or it could be an excellent name for a rock band..

Thursday, May 25, 2006 8:21:00 PM  
Blogger Roland said...

I'd post more often if'n y'all weren't so dang weird

btw, today I called one of my students "a fine young man" at an awards assembly; distributed prom pictures; and then gave some of my colleagues the heebie-jeebies by doing the Satan Goat Call in the faculty lounge

Thursday, May 25, 2006 8:39:00 PM  
Blogger Brook said...

that could get you fired in some tennessee counties. :)

good to see you back on the blog, roland!

Thursday, May 25, 2006 8:40:00 PM  
Blogger bill said...

yeah, I can see where you wouldn't want to associate with a bunch of weirdos,.,,,

Thursday, May 25, 2006 8:52:00 PM  
Blogger Roland said...

...spirits of moonie, bonzo, and sid walk beside me, brothers and sisters...

...yea, and only the very noblest of creatures may be called ducks...

...for verily, hath they no arms?

TOXAGD!

Thursday, May 25, 2006 9:54:00 PM  
Blogger bill said...

Hell if you ever start it I want to play Kazoo and harmonica in Mister Tester's Patina!

Thursday, May 25, 2006 10:26:00 PM  
Blogger bill said...

of course I meant "Death Kazoo" and "Blood Harmonica"

Saturday, May 27, 2006 9:51:00 AM  
Blogger elizabeth said...

But remember kiddies, the FULL name is "The Luster of Mr. Tester's Patina," because that sounds even nastier by far! And nice to hear the luster of said patina is in full effect if you're doin' the goat-call in the fac lounge, Roland! Way to go! Hope the moon was full.

Sunday, May 28, 2006 9:26:00 AM  
Blogger bill said...

You are so right Elizabeth, it should be called "The Luster of Mr Tester's Patina". That really does sound more deviant, if that's possible!

Sunday, May 28, 2006 5:07:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

If we weren't so dang weird? As I recall one Saturday night back in the day, aren't YOU the one who, after a vigorous rainstorm, lay on the parking lot of "Italian Village," stuck your face in a pot hole full of water and blew bubbles? Yeah, and WE'RE the weird ones!

Monday, May 29, 2006 8:13:00 PM  
Blogger Roland said...

actually I were drinkin' from that pothole; being as I were thirsty

I've never blown bubbles
(or anything/anyone else)
at the Iranian Village

GVATZXTR!

Tuesday, May 30, 2006 6:11:00 PM  
Blogger Shameless Dave said...

Where WERE you when I had to audition over 40 drummers to find one not nearly as good, less than 1/8th the lusterous patina, and no tartan on his drums? All I could find were guys better served by "Beat & Scream" bands! Nashville needed ye Roland....

Tuesday, May 30, 2006 8:22:00 PM  

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