WOW, insane week!

I have had ZERO time to think about something worth saying, let alone posting it.  Anyway, I guess I will resort to posting more great youtube instrumentalists.  For your enjoyment.. Ladies and gentlemen, the beatbox flutist. 

That’s some fine air instrumentation!

Every so often history records certain standouts who rewrite the books, people who changed the game.  I have stumbled upon this kind of person, a master of his craft, a true virtuoso.  Several years ago, before youtube, before high speed internet I witnessed a clip of a standout young man ROCKING the drums to Metallica’s “Sad But True.” I found IT!  For your enjoyment, here is Metallica drummer.  A few things to note as you watch in bewilderment.  

1. Accuracy: This guy has clearly spent HOURS not only listening to Metallica, but setting out to know which Toms and Cymbals Lars Ulrich (Metallica’s actual drummer) originally recorded.  The guys accuracy is impeccable, even the location of the drums (or lack thereof) are eerily similar to the location of Lars’ actual drums.

2. Flare: Note that this guy doesn’t just set out to lay down the beats to the track, he goes about it with PASSION.  Flailing limbs, broken sticks, and if you look close enough the occasional drum stick spin in the high hat hand.  All of this passion, backed up by one INCREDIBLE pony tail.  Honestly, would he really be a true Metallica fan without a dirty Mullet? 

3. Similarities to Billy Madison: Part of the reason movies like Napoleon Dynamite and Billy Madison are so effective is because its believable.  We all knew, know or at least know of a Napoleon Dynamite.  And how many of us know of the underachieving 35 year old man living in his parents house with not a goal or aspiration to be found.  This guy’s surrounding get me wondering if we aren’t dealing with a Billy Madison here?  It seems to be mid day, in a moderately nice living room (remember, this was the late 90s) on a piano bench).  Could we be dealing with another Billy Madison here? “Son, what did you do today?” “Ummm, rocked out with Hetfeild and Hammet in our living room, THAT’s WHAT!”

Without further ado, I present to you, “Metallica Drummer”… Enjoy.

Waste of a good melody…

I came across this video on MSN, its a song about Mario Kart… Anyone who has ever played Mario Kart will realize the cleverness of the lyrics, it’s impressive.  But, I have to say, the song has more potential “tune-wise” that what it was given.  As great as gamer lyrics are, its a really nice song that might have been of better service to some lyrics that really mean something… Bah, who am I kidding, Mario Kart is Awesome.

 

Let the Holidays Begin!

Ingersoll Tree 08

My house is officially Christmafied.  The tree is up, it is decorated, and it is great.  Decorations are throughout the house, lights are illuminating the great outdoors, in-fact, I am pretty sure you could see my house from space… Anyway, the holiday season has begun for the Ingersoll Fam, everything is in place, the spirit of Christmas is alive and well, and we have even watched elf!  

Tomorrow, feats of strength!

Let’s try this again…

OK,

So the other night I was all inspired by a new show I caught on Fox.  The show was called “Secret Millionaire” and I totally enjoyed it.  I wrote a nice little blog post on wealth distribution etc… It was a thoughtful, heart-felt post.. and then I went to publish it and my computer timed out and I lost it, and was WAY to lazy to rewrite it.  

So, instead I will offer a much shorter review of another show I have recently started to love.

30 Rock… it’s great.

Alec Baldwin= Awesome!

Let Freedom NOT Ring!…

It wasn’t until about 3pm this afternoon on my way into the city that I realized I didn’t have my phone on me.  Not only that, I hadn’t looked at it all day… I didn’t even know where it was… After an initial moment of panic (what if someone calls and needs me? what if I get a flat tire? What if I want to order take-out?) I soon started to feel an overwhelming sense of freedom in the wake of my wireless cord having been cut.  I went ALL day without the thing.  If you called I didn’t know it (Still don’t), if you needed to get a hold of me, I will be taking calls in the morning.  I still haven’t looked at my phone today and it is almost over, I don’t even know where it is and it feels GREAT.  

I actually feel a bit more human, a bit less dependent on Bell mobility, and slightly more OK with any global catastrophe that puts and end to wireless technology all together.  Today reminded me that my cell phone is a convenience, it is a tool, and I don’t NEED it.

I will continue to use my phone, I like having one, I like the convenience, but I think I might “forget” it every Friday, it’ll do the body good!

I have a confession to make…

About a month ago my friend AJ Thomas confessed to the world through his blog that he loves cats.  In his post, I could just smell the freedom that he would have received getting such a thing off his chest.  Inspired by AJ, I too would like to make a confession….

I watch The View… Honestly, I wouldn’t know half of the things going on in the world if it weren’t for hot topics… 

So there you have it, I Brent D. Ingersoll frequently watch the VIEW…

Ahh, that feels better.

Today is a good day…

Today is a great day.

1. Ava slept well last night.

2. My grandparents just dropped off a huge TV, far superior in quality to anything Melanie or I have owned.

3. I have American friends who invited me and the fam to celebrate American thanksgiving with them, so I will feast for supper.

4. Tonight myself, and 3 of the 4 members of what was once Three Season Ant will start collaborating on a music project.  Could be something great, could be not so great, nonetheless, it WILL be fun!

Quite Possibly the greatest TV Character of all-time!

Dwight’s Perfect Crime.

Not sure how original this is, but O well…

I found this hidden in some random old files on my laptop today.  I wrote it 4 or 5 years ago, it was a cool refresher of that experience.  

 

                                                   “The Sunken Sailor”

 

Captain of a rickety vessel, of no worth,

born in this ocean of emptiness, searching for earth.

 

A worthless piece of litter, blowing in the wind,

Longing for a cause, unsettled within.

 

Day and night would I struggle, just to stay a float,

Lost in the sea of self, going down with my boat.

 

There was a light in the darkness, could this be my salvation?

A beauty relentless, a promised safe haven?

 

Exhausted from the fight, I could sail no more,

I reached a point of desperation and put down my oar.

 

I had come to a crisis, a time of decision

Either drown in the boat, or dive in, start swimmin’

 

I made up my mind, there WAS something more

That light kept shinning saying; “Come! Swim to shore!”

 

I jumped in the waters which soon overtook me

Exhausted from sailing, there was no strength for swimming.

 

The next thing I knew I’d washed up on the sand,

I opened my eyes at the feet of a man.

 

A wounded hand reached down to help me stand up

And with His sweet voice said: “Come awake! Rise up!”

 

As I stood to my feet, looked in His face

Overwhelmed by it all, I knelt back in my place.

 

It was Him all along, He was the beacon

He was my hope, the promised salvation

 

So there I was, in some ways safe, secure

And yet with a fear of reality I could not ignore.

 

I had wasted so much time, trying to stay a float

When all I had to do was jump out of the boat.