There are several benefits to being a world famous musician. Obviously, having your pick of stunning models to accompany you to all of the grand social events is one. Being chauffeured around to all the best private Hollywood and Bollywood parties is pretty nice, too. If you've never been the guest of honor at a lavish party that spontaneously breaks into big song, it's a gas! And the food is out of this world! Never having to wait at posh restaurants, there's a time saver! Being able to scam fans out of millions of dollars in donations to your relief projects is another advantage. But there are some tedious aspects of mega fame that one must endure that keep you in touch with the struggles of the common people who occasionally have access to your music. Take for example having tiny, germ covered newborn humans entrusted to you by complete strangers for baby kissing photo ops, or quick selfies with world leaders and political wannabees alike, many of whom are one in the same. Then there are the hassles of trying to find a bureau large enough to hold the honorary keys to large metropolitan cities around the world, or the burden of never being able to leave the house without the correct $400 sunglasses. Mega fame is not without its difficulties.
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 19, 2016
Hello there, dear Pounderers! No need to check your calendars. Eleven months have not passed since my last post. That was actually only a few days ago. I said I'd be back at the helm and I surely meant it. This is a tight ship that we ruuuuu... hold on just a sec... where the hell is my coffee intern? Who is in charge here? Is that a brown M & M?!?!?! Oh, the humanity! Well, there are a few things that need to be whipped back into shape, but we will not be deterred. Onward and upward we go!
I want to let you all know about an interview that was just published at Tough Riffs' website. I was contacted by Dima Andreyuk, who writes for the 'zine, a few weeks ago about doing an interview, which I am always happy to oblige. Within a few days I had a list of very insightful questions in my inbox. Unfortunately for Dima, he got the wrong guy to answer them. Just kidding folks! His questions were very thoughtful, and it was obvious that he had either done his homework or had wanted to ask them for a very, very long time.
Oct 12, 2016
Whoa! That was weird... Have any of you ever experienced large chunks of "time loss"? It's a fairly common occurrence with alien abductions. People might be putting groceries in their car and then the next thing they know they are back at home and it may be three hours later. What the hell just happened? How did they get home? Why can't they account for the lost time? Would you believe that I was abducted by aliens back in November of last year and came to only to find myself toiling away at work as though nothing ever happened just a few days ago? Yes? No?
Nov 9, 2015
We here at The Poundry would like to apologize to the families of those who decided to hold their breath until another article was posted on our blog. We appreciate their dedication and commitment, and we ache with the news of their passing. They would have been formidable warriors in the inevitable takeover of the world The Poundry has been planning for years. The coming World Poundering will commence once we have found suitable replacements for those brave men and women who gave everything while awaiting further instruction. Their presence will be missed, and as a show of respect we ask that all of us observe a moment of silence that should last at least 1.3 seconds, but no more than 1.7 seconds as a reminder that life goes on, at least for the rest of us. The fallen will observe a moment of silence that will last for all eternity and that will give me the strength to carry on for the rest of us who seek to change the world through the power of twisted metal. Rest in peace, fellow Pounderers.
Jul 12, 2015
One of rock's legends passed away last month when Chris Squire of the band 'Yes' lost his battle with leukemia. Monica and I both listened to Yes throughout the weekend to celebrate the contribution the band made to rock, specifically prog rock, and as their long, dramatic and very experimental songs filled our home I was reminded of why Chris Squire was my first favorite bass player. His bass sound was the first truly thunderous bass sound I was ever exposed to and without realizing it at the time, he set the parameters for what I seek in bass players. Chris Squire made the band surprisingly heavy at times but he also provided a smooth sense of melody and whimsy when it was required. It may be that in the very same way I 'rediscovered' The Beatles one night around the age of thirty, I just this weekend rediscovered the man who should sit atop my list of favorite bass players.
Jul 1, 2015
May 30, 2015
Well, I suppose that many of you may believe by now that I really have been abducted by aliens trying to unlock the mysteries of metal from my fertile mind. A long spate of no newsworthy events has led to almost no posts whatsoever for the year thusfar. Not exactly how I intended things but as I mentioned before, spring's thaw has brought both bands out of their respective caves. Right now things seem to be moving along in an inspiring way. Hopefully that will result in some vicious riffage ( not quite as menacing as vicious ruffage, but something that warrants attention nonetheless ) and both Confessor and Loincloth will capitalize on some forward momentum. It's difficult enough to predict how long it might take four or five adults to create something when everyone involved is completely engaged, but it's much more difficult to try and predict how long something might take when schedules keep people away from the process. All of these setbacks are part of the band experience. You see, not everything is sex and drugs, drugs and sex. The people who live that life probably don't have much free time time to blog about things.