<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:25:56.517-04:00</updated><category term='Nerd'/><category term='Hip-Hop'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='The Mind'/><category term='Yankees'/><category term='Hardcore'/><category term='It&apos;s Alive'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Reincarnage</title><subtitle type='html'>You wanna make noise? Make noise.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-2636853339971372623</id><published>2009-03-13T17:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:51:14.869-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><title type='text'>It's Alive UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/itsaliveson"&gt;www.myspace.com/itsaliveson.&lt;/a&gt; Blog Section.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, can someone tell me how the FUCK do you copy and paste text into the text box on blogger using a mac/safari?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More material coming shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-2636853339971372623?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/2636853339971372623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=2636853339971372623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2636853339971372623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2636853339971372623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-alive-update.html' title='It&apos;s Alive UPDATE'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-3717077127988202175</id><published>2009-02-25T18:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:34:42.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>JJ Spoken Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SaXVh7tNOiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0Ndc_rL8GG0/s1600-h/cro-mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SaXVh7tNOiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0Ndc_rL8GG0/s320/cro-mag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306882514865699362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SaXSwbbGTNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s5QZ4ADoF8Q/s1600-h/41oZvG-UKtL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The John Joseph spoken word just came through Albany this past Monday and after completely creeping up on me, I decided to check it out on a last minute reminder. Simply put, it was great. I've had the audio version of the book (or some sort of incarnation of the book) for awhile now and this event was just a reminder to get the physical copy - which I've been meaning to for a long time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been to maybe a handful of spoken word events in my entire life and I'd be willing to bet 4 out of the ballpark 5 were by ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;front men&lt;/span&gt; of some of the most influential bands in the history of hardcore/punk. With that said, I wouldn't know where to start in piecing together a logical or coherent review of this. It was very thorough, and mixed equal parts reality, humor, and inspiration. John did a loose recap of the major points in his autobiography and touched a bit on more current events like the election of Obama, foreign policy, and the state of the music industry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best parts for me personally were the stories of revisiting his childhood foster home and the areas surrounding, confronting his torturous former guardians &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; before a book reading to basically say "Fuck you , you didn't win - you didn't fuck me for life." And, on a less serious note, his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anecdote&lt;/span&gt; about Dave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mustaine&lt;/span&gt; and playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Megadeth&lt;/span&gt; after yoking the dude up years prior at a Bad Brains show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what the schedule for these events is like. I know he did Albany, then Boston, and Philly before the two. If he's doing more and it's within reasonable driving distance to wherever you are, definitely check it out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-3717077127988202175?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/3717077127988202175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=3717077127988202175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/3717077127988202175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/3717077127988202175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/02/jj-spoken-word.html' title='JJ Spoken Word'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SaXVh7tNOiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0Ndc_rL8GG0/s72-c/cro-mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-465829026519062414</id><published>2009-02-08T13:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:05:08.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><title type='text'>OB4CL2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0sncq0hM_g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0sncq0hM_g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is a sequel track to one of my favorite songs on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OG&lt;/span&gt; Only Built 4 Cuban &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Linx&lt;/span&gt; album, "Criminology." It features &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ghostface&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nicnack&lt;/span&gt;(?). Anyway, this could be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mixtape&lt;/span&gt; track or it could make it to the album, but I doubt its the official cut. Also, the image displayed for the audio on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; video has been rumored to be the cover, or at the very least some artwork for the much anticipated album. This song, as well as "Wu Ooh" feat. Method Man &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ghostface&lt;/span&gt; have been leaked. I'm up on the fact that there's at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;least &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to tracks featuring Ghost. I've also heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GZA&lt;/span&gt; has a strong presence on the record, which can't hurt. Here's a link to download the other track...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/550218025726637e/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Wu Ooh" (ft. Method Man &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ghostface&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-465829026519062414?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/465829026519062414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=465829026519062414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/465829026519062414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/465829026519062414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/02/ob4cl2.html' title='OB4CL2'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8347733993405899530</id><published>2009-02-06T08:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:53:21.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><title type='text'>Interview.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's our first interview done by Bystander Fanzine. Scott asks Joe questions about the origins of the band, the Eagles, and the local scene in Albany. It's short and fairly sweet. Be sure to check out and support Bystander any and all chance you may possibly get. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bystanderfanzine.com/theboard/viewtopic.php?f=26&amp;amp;t=7381"&gt;It's Alive Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bystanderfanzine.com/"&gt;Bystander Fanzine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;145 bowling game. Career high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Righteous Jams "Rage of Discipline" - how did this lay dormant in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt; so long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weezy&lt;/span&gt; - new found respect and appreciation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iPhone (still)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrapping up "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reincarnage&lt;/span&gt;" !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8347733993405899530?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8347733993405899530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8347733993405899530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8347733993405899530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8347733993405899530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/02/interview.html' title='Interview.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4173414809111782232</id><published>2009-02-05T15:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:15:31.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name Game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjhKl01OI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/oAXx-pEf9J8/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjhKl01OI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/oAXx-pEf9J8/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299438807961359586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Timer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjg8huMMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zlPRuZdlAKU/s1600-h/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjg8huMMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zlPRuZdlAKU/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299438804186050754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kicks package from Bombing Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjg5l61cI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1rJfUpTvMLA/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjg5l61cI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1rJfUpTvMLA/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299438803398350274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know, 11 point name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4173414809111782232?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4173414809111782232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4173414809111782232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4173414809111782232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4173414809111782232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/02/name-game.html' title='The Name Game.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SYtjhKl01OI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/oAXx-pEf9J8/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8622567979454036063</id><published>2009-01-23T08:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:42:35.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Guess who's home Guess who's home Guess who's hoooomme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SXnEoEU1nzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/qYZEZvE_tJ0/s1600-h/winterbev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294479029585682226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SXnEoEU1nzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/qYZEZvE_tJ0/s400/winterbev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' guy on the left! (sorry for the small picture). That's right, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts, despite the hatred I hold for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;over saturation&lt;/span&gt; of the greater Albany area in the past 5 years, have finally pulled through big time on this one. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dunkaccino&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;combining&lt;/span&gt; light and sweet coffee and chocolate, is by far the best menu item to ever grace a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts shop. I'm sipping a much too hot one right now from the ghetto DD next to my work building, and I gotta say that even the mutants at this franchise can't fuck with this hallmark beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts is a good indicator of whose grown up in the Upstate, and whose a migrate. If you've grown up here, you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts is &lt;em&gt;alright.&lt;/em&gt; With the exception of a few fanatics, most agree that the coffee is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;slightly&lt;/span&gt; exceptional (especially if you don't favor Starbucks), the donuts are okay depending on which flavor you opt for, and the service is usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sub par&lt;/span&gt; and a headache to deal with. People from downstate and other areas cling to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; as the savior of their morning routine or think it's the greatest thing since sliced bread that you can get an egg and cheese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sandwich&lt;/span&gt; at 8 or 9 pm somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Dunkaccino&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a step in the right direction for DD, especially after wasting their time for the past 2 years pushing tasteless, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;flat bred&lt;/span&gt; egg white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; and drinks that copy Starbucks. I try to keep it real when I go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt;, and that's why I don't go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; - Donuts. Obviously bad for you, I opt for the occasionally Blueberry Cake or Vanilla Creme. The Glazed and Jelly are hard to fuck up too so I might throw those in once and awhile. The breakfast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; at BK and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;MC'Ds&lt;/span&gt; are better and the bagels are laughable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In trying to keep in good faith with my eating habits and diet this new year, I'll stick with the drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Dunkaccino&lt;/span&gt; flying solo every once in awhile, just so DD knows I back their decision to resurrect this monster. The bigwigs can rest easy at night knowing I'm on thier side with this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8622567979454036063?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8622567979454036063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8622567979454036063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8622567979454036063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8622567979454036063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-whos-home-guess-whos-home-guess.html' title='Guess who&apos;s home Guess who&apos;s home Guess who&apos;s hoooomme!'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SXnEoEU1nzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/qYZEZvE_tJ0/s72-c/winterbev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-7066405838944789753</id><published>2009-01-19T08:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:14:56.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SXSDQzrttwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q2IDtVHdxdw/s1600-h/dog%20head%20in%20toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292999786841880322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SXSDQzrttwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q2IDtVHdxdw/s400/dog%2520head%2520in%2520toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So as the title surely implies, I've been ill in one way, shape, or form for the better part of the new year. It's starting to take hold mentally and in a nut shell, this winter is really mopping the floor with me. Not a good start to the new year, here's a timeline so that everyone can share in my experience if you've unfortunately missed out on this awesome season we're having....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/1/09 12:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ooAM&lt;/span&gt; - In bed with an upset stomach. This is the first time I'll mention that it's next to IMPOSSIBLE for me to throw up. I haven't done so in almost two years. I don't drink, I don't have the stomach of a girl (until recently), or an eating disorder. I guess wrote my own eulogy on this one. I just couldn't get behind the logic that ONE type of shellfish, amongst a solid half dozen causes me to get sick, yet none of the others cause me to bat an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3/09 - We play the cover show and hammer 10 Integrity songs. I blow my voice out slightly, or so I thought. Really the stress of preparing for the show and the actual show causes my immune system to temporarily falter, allowing the chest cold that's been in my house since Xmas get at me. There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goes &lt;/span&gt;my voice for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/9/09 - Still hacking and coughing up shit trying to keep my throat clear for shows/practice. Overall the cold has stayed in my chest and I haven't really had a runny nose (knock on wood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/14/09 - So just when it seems like I may be kicking the cold I eat Bombers (fuck you forever). I get a jerk pork taco and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; chicken taco and INSTANTLY, and I mean before leaving that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shit hole&lt;/span&gt;, feel fucked. I get home and blow up the toilet, get in bed and by midnight I'm running an temperature. Did I mention it's next to impossible for me to throw up. Rather than pure nausea my pain seems to be caused by some intense gas in my stomach. It's like I have to burp really bad but cant. I try sticking my finger in my throat, no dice. Finally around 3AM the Bombers in all of its shitty glory, finds its way into the small trashcan by the side of my bed. I spend the next 24 hours in bed with what I think was food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/16/09 - We have a show in New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Paltz&lt;/span&gt;, about and hour and a half away. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; cancelled, we didn't. Stupid. I've since held down honey nut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cheerios&lt;/span&gt; (with dairy), peanut butter crackers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gatorade&lt;/span&gt; and V&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;itamin&lt;/span&gt; Water. I'm feeling pretty confident that my stomach is in a least mediocre shape. We play and I actually feel better afterwards then most sets...weird. I'm attributing it to the fact that it was 45 degrees in the venue and that I spent 24 hrs prior sleeping. Of course, I can't go out without a letdown. I cough up shit the whole ride home, the cold went on the d-low during the puking/fever marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel average at best. My stomach still turns occasionally and I have persistent gas on both ends. The cold is still here but it's really loose in my chest at the moment. This winter has really shit the bed early on. It's been single digit temps for an entire week and it seems like every other day we're getting snow. I'm not usually a typical whiner about seasons, but I'm pulling for spring right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-7066405838944789753?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/7066405838944789753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=7066405838944789753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7066405838944789753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7066405838944789753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SXSDQzrttwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q2IDtVHdxdw/s72-c/dog%2520head%2520in%2520toilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8853802263869485805</id><published>2009-01-12T10:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:39:12.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Golden Globe Observations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1.) Prestigious award ceremonies hate comic book movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's a time honored understanding that the order in which these ceremonies are held throughout the yearly season go from bottom to top on prestige scale. First, you have the Critics Choice Awards which is aired on the same channel as "Rock of Love", giving you the perfect indication of it's loftiness, then you have the Golden Globes, and then the Oscars. Well on the second level, they manage to weed out the action category, infuse "musical" with comedy (and fail to nominate any of the latter), and give the SHAFT to Comic book movies. I mean, it's bad enough that Step Brothers or Pineapple Express, with the exception of the oddball nomination of James Franco, weren't even acknowledged in the Comedy category, but no Chris Nolan for director of the Dark Knight? No Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Downey&lt;/span&gt; Jr. for his little comeback as Tony Starks? No Dark Knight for best picture? Horseshit. The Reader was all over the nominations and is still in limited release! The implication of what separates "film" and movie is nothing more than a series carefully designed marketing strategies to make something stand out as more of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;art form&lt;/span&gt; than its contemporaries. What makes these "Best Picture" films is just as cliche and cheap as what makes a token action movie or a family comedy about zaney pets. Over two hours? Check. Foreign country setting and/or foreign language(s)? Check. "Heavy" topics including but not limited to: poverty, war, adoption, or tragic love affairs? Check. It's nonsense. The Dark Knight was the best movie of the year. Not because I grew up on Batman, but because it made me think about it days after my initial viewing, and want to go back and see it three times in the theatre. It was one of the highlights of my entire summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) Anne Hathaway is way too young for her roles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a young actress in Hollywood working in tween movies and looking to be shoved into adult roles, take a nod from Anne Hathaway. Apparently all you have to do is date a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bad ass&lt;/span&gt; foreign tax evader. Maybe I'm growing up and don't realize it, but this broad is the same age as me, give or take a few years, and it's an unspoken understanding that actors/actresses in movies are always way older than the characters they're playing...NOT YOUNGER. I don't place this chick much above &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus and already she's in an upcoming movie about getting married and bickering with ugly mugged Kate Hudson? Nobody 23-26 is getting married, back to Disney with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Steven Spielberg kicks ass and self-employed movie snobs can suck on it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spielberg was awarded some sort of recognition award by Marty S last night. The montage delivered the brutal reality that this dude has made some seriously awesome movies in the past 30 years and has had a profound impact on where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;film making&lt;/span&gt; is now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt; the movies he's directed...ET - so awesome, Jaws - so awesome, Indiana Jones - never got into them but looked awesome, Jurassic Park, Saving Private Ryan. What about the movies he's produced? Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Back To The Future, Catch Me If You Can. Anyone that scoffs at this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sort've&lt;/span&gt; thing can have their Wes Anderson "I'm so different" bullshit served in a bagged lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.) The Golden Globes seemed like a pretty close knit party.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This observation could be largely attributed to the fact that I haven't watched one of these things in their entirety since I was like 12, but I got the overwhelming vibe that everyone knew each other at this thing and that it was one social event. People were drunk, the background noise was WAY up (don't know if this is due to watching it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; or not), and the casual jokes flowed almost as easily as the expensive liquor. Seemed more like a smaller venue style celebration of like a dozen peoples' work rather than a walk-down-the-isle-and-speak-in-front-of-thousands-style ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.) Sacha Baron Cohen is still the coolest dude in the "biz."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an unexpected &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, my boy came out to present and dropped some funny ass jokes to boot. Who knew Madonna was so sacred? "Madonna has had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;relinquish&lt;/span&gt; some of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt; assistants...we wish Guy Ritchie the best." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Received&lt;/span&gt; by "oohs" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ahhs&lt;/span&gt;." Funnier than the joke was his response of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;c'mon&lt;/span&gt;." I love this guy. And even better than his short performance was that they officially acknowledged "Bruno" coming out this year while introducing him. Tight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8853802263869485805?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8853802263869485805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8853802263869485805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8853802263869485805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8853802263869485805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/01/1.html' title='Golden Globe Observations.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-5051923465353600465</id><published>2009-01-07T15:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:18:38.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Wish List.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUMPsVYkLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C9bxPEKoaao/s1600-h/wl910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288646801154937010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUMPsVYkLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C9bxPEKoaao/s400/wl910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUMKIsc4qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/KcSMJSBu0qA/s1600-h/western-digital-my-book-essential-edition-1-tb-external-hard-drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288646705688666786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUMKIsc4qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/KcSMJSBu0qA/s400/western-digital-my-book-essential-edition-1-tb-external-hard-drive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUL_-lUItI/AAAAAAAAAMg/s57i7lZL4EA/s1600-h/super_smash_bros_brawl_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288646531175686866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUL_-lUItI/AAAAAAAAAMg/s57i7lZL4EA/s400/super_smash_bros_brawl_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUKT4nXw7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ciu7eesDGkQ/s1600-h/Jordan_Red01swingman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288644674147828658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUKT4nXw7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ciu7eesDGkQ/s400/Jordan_Red01swingman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would make sense that I would think of these things two weeks after X-mas. I was stretching to tell people who were interested in giving me gifts what I wanted, and now I could think of a least a handful of pricey but sweet things I would love to get my hands on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-5051923465353600465?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/5051923465353600465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=5051923465353600465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5051923465353600465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5051923465353600465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/01/wish-list.html' title='Wish List.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SWUMPsVYkLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C9bxPEKoaao/s72-c/wl910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4883638264027621245</id><published>2009-01-02T13:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:01:22.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKlvfx9ODM8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKlvfx9ODM8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Make sure you watch till the end. Respect to LeBron, but there will never be another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4883638264027621245?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4883638264027621245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4883638264027621245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4883638264027621245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4883638264027621245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2009/01/mj.html' title='MJ'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-5356410741043635391</id><published>2008-12-31T18:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:04:57.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Holiday Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVv6TaNWYaI/AAAAAAAAALw/CwKkrX_QCqI/s1600-h/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVv6TaNWYaI/AAAAAAAAALw/CwKkrX_QCqI/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286093799009182114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVv6TFulxGI/AAAAAAAAALo/Ro8folFNa90/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVv6TFulxGI/AAAAAAAAALo/Ro8folFNa90/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286093793511457890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was able to see some friends I haven't seen in awhile.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-5356410741043635391?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/5356410741043635391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=5356410741043635391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5356410741043635391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5356410741043635391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-week.html' title='Holiday Week.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVv6TaNWYaI/AAAAAAAAALw/CwKkrX_QCqI/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4777542251239484205</id><published>2008-12-26T12:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:31:51.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yankees'/><title type='text'>Promising season.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Look in New York&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Yankees Opening Day lineup&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Player&lt;br /&gt;Position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Damon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Derek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jeter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Alex Rodriguez&lt;br /&gt;3B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Teixeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;Jorge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Posada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hideki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Matsui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;Xavier Nady&lt;br /&gt;RF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;Robinson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;Brett Gardner&lt;br /&gt;CF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Yankees starting rotation&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Pitcher&lt;br /&gt;Throws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;CC &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sabathia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LHP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;A.J. Burnett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;RHP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chien&lt;/span&gt;-Ming Wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;RHP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Joba&lt;/span&gt; Chamberlain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;RHP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;Phil Hughes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;RHP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling for strong seasons from Nady, Chamberlain, and looking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Cano&lt;/span&gt; to turn it around especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think we're looking awesome on paper. Only things I would tweak are moving Wang into the no. 2 spot ahead of Burnett. I know it was a prolific signing when we brought on he and CC, but I think Wang does and will have the edge so long as his foot is 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, are the Yankees really placing stock in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Posada&lt;/span&gt; defensively? I think his arm and ability to throw out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;base runners&lt;/span&gt; will be a HUGE factor right out of the gate next season. I would put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Matsui&lt;/span&gt; in the no. 5 hole. I think it gives opposing pitchers less of an inkling to pitch around Tex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for opening day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4777542251239484205?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4777542251239484205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4777542251239484205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4777542251239484205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4777542251239484205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/promising-season.html' title='Promising season.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4439069067858369142</id><published>2008-12-24T10:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T15:44:52.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd'/><title type='text'>2008 Top 10.</title><content type='html'>1.) &lt;strong&gt;Work &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprising&lt;/span&gt; myself with the way this list turned out. It's a good exercise in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assessing&lt;/span&gt; your year and how you've grown since years past. This is probably the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;. I could devote an entire blog and them some to everything that's whack when it comes to my job and the place I work, best believe. But aside from what I do and how we operate, having a steady and serious job with significant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; is good for my soul and &lt;em&gt;occasionally&lt;/em&gt; leaves me feeling rewarded and self fulfilled at the end of the day. I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sort've&lt;/span&gt; realized that it's not whether or not you have a the job you went to college for RIGHT AWAY out of the gate but whether or not it enriches your core. Plus the salary is a nice upgrade from last year. We'll see what 2009 has in store for my "career."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283083256479593106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFIOxVHspI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0PXb-jzEfPc/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;It's Alive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all intents and purposes, this should have the number one slot. It's what keeps me looking for light at the end of the road. Without this band I would have next to no creative outlet, and nothing to really strive for from the heart. We've spent the year writing music I'm really proud. We'll be saying goodbye to '08 with a tribute set to one of our all time favorite's Integrity, and at the beginning of this new year, we'll be laying the new tracks down on wax to share our best with the masses. The icing on the cake is working with Reaper Records, the realest and hottest label on the rise in hardcore today. It's a big push forward from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283084714071766914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFJjnSLN4I/AAAAAAAAALA/ycWhwYV0yk8/s320/photo2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 3.) &lt;strong&gt;s.Bo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If and when she reads this she'll ask why she isn't no. 1. Which is what's great about her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. So here's a nod and a wink on the personal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;livejournal&lt;/span&gt; tip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SEB&lt;/span&gt;, her cat with three legs, and all the fun we've had in '08.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283085093825384866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFJ5t-fkaI/AAAAAAAAALI/vb2ATTCfa3w/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;Trapped Under Ice - Stay Cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say about this 7" that hasn't already been said? Hard? Check. Heavy? Check. Catchy and attitude filled? Check. It's the complete package and the most promising hardcore release I've heard since American Nightmare's debut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt;. This band cannot be stopped and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;siked&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;label mates&lt;/span&gt; with Baltimore City's golden goose egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283085470195793458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFKPoEMPjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PDWv_K-YTfM/s320/tui_staycold_cover721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;iPhone (and going all Apple in '08)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I bit the bullet and made the monetary plunge into getting an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;iMac&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't looked back since. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;iMac&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;, and lastly the iPhone make the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;trifecta&lt;/span&gt; complete. I was doing alright with the Sidekick (still love it, would be my no. 2 choice), but everything flows so well in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;iWorld&lt;/span&gt; I had to round everything out. Believe the hype, the iPhone will be the phone in which all others are compared to for YEARS. Blackberry, Trio, Google G1, none come close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283085878648000978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFKnZqyUdI/AAAAAAAAALY/ac7eVZjFgwA/s320/iphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 6.) &lt;strong&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;I've never went so nerd over a new movie as I did for the Dark Knight. I think I followed sneak peaks, news, rumors, set photos, and just about everything else from the first time I saw the teaser trailer to the midnight showing I hit up in the less than awesome local theatres to ensure a ticket. Best movie of '08. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ghostface&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Killah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was any dispute that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ghostface&lt;/span&gt; was not only the most consistent member of Wu, but one of the best emcee's in the rap game right now, the man himself put it to rest in '08. He managed to release another great album (The Big Doe Rehab), a hilarious and entertaining spoken word CD/coffee table book, and brought the house down at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Skidmore&lt;/span&gt; College (of all places) in the best live hip hop performance I've seen yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283086406163949378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFLGG0Y50I/AAAAAAAAALg/LzAyiR4Wg6Q/s320/ghostface_killah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;Step Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my runner up to the Dark Knight. High &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;re watch&lt;/span&gt; value on easily one of Will Ferrell's best performances to date. This one was worthy of purchase on the day of release.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;The Cheesecake Factory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;See the previous post for added proof. This may be why I'm carrying a little extra around with me this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt; - Death Magnetic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can refer to my whole tirade on this album and the critical responses surrounding it a few posts back. All critiques, hate, and love aside, personally, I think it's great to get some material from one of the greatest metal band's of all that isn't immediately worth discarding. Save your nostalgic claims of it being a tribute to what the band once was, I'm tired of hearing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, love, and Reincarnage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4439069067858369142?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4439069067858369142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4439069067858369142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4439069067858369142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4439069067858369142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-top-10.html' title='2008 Top 10.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVFIOxVHspI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0PXb-jzEfPc/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-2717433296582151104</id><published>2008-12-23T10:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:11:42.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Cheesecake Factory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVD_fAJAI8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/i1MYeV-FWdo/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003270984377282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVD_fAJAI8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/i1MYeV-FWdo/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Baja Chicken Hash for Sunday Brunch)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've heard food snobs (re: kids who feel the need to have higher standards in regards to everything in life, thus hating everything) bash the Cheesecake Factory. The most notable claim that comes to mind was that everything was covered in sugar? What the hell were you eating. Straight up, Cheesecake Factory in all its American excessive delight is ON POINT. So much good stuff, I've never really been let down by dinner, breakfast, or dessert. Visit you're local C-Factory over the holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-2717433296582151104?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/2717433296582151104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=2717433296582151104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2717433296582151104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2717433296582151104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheesecake-factory.html' title='Cheesecake Factory.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SVD_fAJAI8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/i1MYeV-FWdo/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6155751917563051996</id><published>2008-12-15T19:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:13:53.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><title type='text'>Best Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RNOQOJFLUNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RNOQOJFLUNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty Tone bringing some LOL's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6155751917563051996?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6155751917563051996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6155751917563051996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6155751917563051996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6155751917563051996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-video.html' title='Best Video'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4358731637690831226</id><published>2008-12-11T11:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:55:29.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><title type='text'>It's Alive briefing.</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick update on what's going on with It's Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) We're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;siked&lt;/span&gt; to say that we're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; a part of the &lt;a href="http://www.reaper-records.com/"&gt;Reaper Nation&lt;/a&gt;. Coming in early/mid 2009 is It's Alive first record "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reincarnage&lt;/span&gt;," on Reaper Records. We're all very excited to be working with Patrick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kitzel&lt;/span&gt; on this, and honored to share the label with a lot of great new hardcore bands such as Trapped Under Ice, Black S.S., and Forfeit. As well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;technically&lt;/span&gt; be on the same label as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Merauder&lt;/span&gt; (ha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Our recording date for "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Reincarnage&lt;/span&gt;" has been pushed back to the end of Feb. to allow for more preparation. We're hoping for it be a banger, I have no doubt it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) A short, but very sweet review of the demo is up on &lt;a href="http://www.lifersmontreal.com/"&gt;LIFERS&lt;/a&gt;, a great print and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;webzine&lt;/span&gt; out of Montreal. They're comparing us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Damnation&lt;/span&gt; A.D. and focusing on the metallic sounds in our songs. Funny to me considering we more or less shed that element and are about to get real real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;NYHC&lt;/span&gt; influenced with this upcoming record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) On January 3rd we will be playing an entire Integrity cover set for the 6th annual Ghost's of Hardcore Past cover show at Valentine's in Albany. I can't wait to get Dwid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Lastly, we'll be in Syracuse playing with Forfeit and Foundation, Born to Expire, and a few others on January 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. If you're from that area come on out! We're also hungry for shows in the New England area and down state (LI, NYC) with a few things in the works. Hopefully we'll see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4358731637690831226?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4358731637690831226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4358731637690831226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4358731637690831226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4358731637690831226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-alive-briefing.html' title='It&apos;s Alive briefing.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6424092840063997045</id><published>2008-12-09T10:04:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:36:26.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>What's been spinning.</title><content type='html'>Here's some stuff I've been listening to lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Integrity - Walpurgisnacht 7""&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277808202664842722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/ST6KmOh7FeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rXpq5kzZVbM/s320/02203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer 2 song 7'' from one of the all time greats, and one of my all time faves. Hopefully this is a good indication of where the next full length (The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blacket&lt;/span&gt; Curse) is headed. It reminds me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; of Seasons in the Size of Days, which in my opinion is a sorely underrated album in the Integrity catalogue. I would go as far as to say "Seasons..." is no. 2 if I had to rank my favorite Integrity records. Anyway, I get the same drilling, industrial-tinged metallic hardcore out of this 7'' as I do on the aforementioned full length. The riffs are very rigid and uniform when compared to classic Integrity like Systems Overload or Those Who Fear... The recording quality is top-notch, especially in the guitar tones, and the drums, which are nice and crisp. Plenty of eerie sampling and mellow interludes make for a good listen even though it's only two (albeit) lengthy songs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; not something to skip over if your an Integrity fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hammer Bros. -The Kids Are Dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277809941532514098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/ST6MLcUSFzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/u3sMQFTjl2M/s320/hammerbros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Simply put, this record is HARD. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Merrimac&lt;/span&gt; Valley's pride and joy as far as I can understand. I've heard of these guys before but decided to check them out after stumbling upon the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MVHC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; page. This is no trick, basic, but very well written &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HARDcore&lt;/span&gt;. My favorite part of this record is how hard the vocals sound, which just add to the overall vibe of the record, as opposed to trying to keep up with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;heaviness&lt;/span&gt; of the riffs. I'd love to catch these guys live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadat X - Generation X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811963995690498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/ST6OBKlFFgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hiU8zH-ppdo/s320/1045775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a nice break for me as far as the type of hip hop I've been listening to over the past 6 months or so. It has the indie vibe a little bit, mostly in Sadat's characteristic voice and delivery (think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pharaohe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Monch&lt;/span&gt;), but not so much in the beats which is a huge plus for me. The first few tracks are solid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;repeats&lt;/span&gt; and the momentum carries throughout the rest of the album, which strains slightly in quality and substance but still manages to finish strong off the energy of the first 4 or 5 tracks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; seek it out if you've enjoyed his previous releases, Brand Nubian albums, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pharaohe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Monch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honorable Mentions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bad Seed - Demo. Wasn't really feeling this at first but gave it another visit after seeing they've built some momentum and buzz. Pretty good Madball influenced start. Relistenable for the vocal pattern in the 2nd song verses alone, nice and tight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cruel Hand - Prying Eyes. Caught these guys on some double header type show in Albany a few months ago. Madball played upstairs, good time. This record is tight and well rounded but they're definately MUCH better live so if you have a chance to check them out, do so!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coldplay - Viva la Vida. See post below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6424092840063997045?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6424092840063997045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6424092840063997045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6424092840063997045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6424092840063997045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-been-spinning.html' title='What&apos;s been spinning.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/ST6KmOh7FeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rXpq5kzZVbM/s72-c/02203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4427715876415357947</id><published>2008-11-26T13:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:47:33.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Genoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SS2YpTPFVaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QZybbzheK-Q/s1600-h/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273038574026315170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SS2YpTPFVaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QZybbzheK-Q/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;("Dr. Otto" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cappicollo&lt;/span&gt;, Salami with Artichoke Hearts, Roasted Red Peppers, Provolone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This sub is from the best specialty sub shop in the Albany area called Genoa. It's actually not a sub shop, rather an "import store," which basically translates to quality shit! They have an full and expansive menu of specialty subs that are composed of different combinations of delicious gourmet veggies, meats, and cheeses, all with a quirky name inspired mostly by notable local things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They've even be known to get a little crazy and throw stuff like potato salad (Joey Bag of Donuts) or Coleslaw (Terrible Todd) right on the role. Their site seems to be down right now so I can't post the menu, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; check them out if your in the area or from around the 518!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4427715876415357947?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4427715876415357947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4427715876415357947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4427715876415357947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4427715876415357947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/11/dr.html' title='Genoa.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SS2YpTPFVaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QZybbzheK-Q/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-2439880274340457432</id><published>2008-11-25T11:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:37:40.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I used to hate Coldplay.</title><content type='html'>For the longest time I couldn't get passed this bands seemingly drab songs that all appeared to sound the same. They never really called upon any livelihood or energy, and were the soundtrack to the lives of &lt;em&gt;deep&lt;/em&gt; individuals and a gateway into more obscure music of the same category that pathetic souls used as a "soundtrack to their lives." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gimmie&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt;' break with that shit. Your life is not an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt; or an awkward romantic comedy starring Micheal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cera&lt;/span&gt;, shut it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649110018613506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SSw2bgvwYQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Hf5UXUItqJY/s400/viva-la-vida-coldplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of the rant. With the iron stomach that I have I was able to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Coldplay's&lt;/span&gt; latest album a test run and it's AWESOME. Way more early U2 influence, which is welcomed since U2 either stopped making records or stopped putting out good ones. I also hear influences ranging from Woody Guthrie to Sting, especially in the song "Lovers in Japan/Reign of Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; check out "Viva la Vida" if you hated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/span&gt; before. If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; hate this as much as the previous albums, you can write them off forever and give me a Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rockhead&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(* Term courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Buncocky&lt;/span&gt; Cast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-2439880274340457432?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/2439880274340457432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=2439880274340457432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2439880274340457432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2439880274340457432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-used-to-hate-coldplay.html' title='I used to hate Coldplay.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SSw2bgvwYQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Hf5UXUItqJY/s72-c/viva-la-vida-coldplay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6227048957614654388</id><published>2008-11-19T11:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:49:57.058-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>"Notorious."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SSRDmd5WiCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qbCQUtCk1vE/s1600-h/gravy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270411792069593122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SSRDmd5WiCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qbCQUtCk1vE/s400/gravy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone else put their hip-hop snobbery on the shelf to be really pumped for this? I haven't really come across much speculation on it one way or another so that's a good sign. Another thing this movie has going for it if your a skeptic is a relatively unknown cast (at least to me) save for Angela Basset as Voletta Wallce. You don't have to worry about Will Smith, even though I love the guy, playing Diddy or anything like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Based on the trailers it seems to span Biggie's entire life, making it more interesting to me. Mainstream biopic's on deceased musicians have turned out pretty well in my opinion thus far, as I've enjoyed Ray and Walk the Line immensly. The story should be pretty accurate if the filmakers have done their job, at least more accuarate than Walk the Line, considering they have a short and more recent history on their side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure they'll be plenty of criticsm on this being "too soon," or "lame" for stupid reasons, from both reputable sources as well as hardcore kids looking to be seen as hip hop heads, but I'll be going opening night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0472198/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0472198/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6227048957614654388?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6227048957614654388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6227048957614654388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6227048957614654388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6227048957614654388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/11/notorious.html' title='&quot;Notorious.&quot;'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SSRDmd5WiCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qbCQUtCk1vE/s72-c/gravy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-2670598910391092880</id><published>2008-11-13T08:16:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:09:32.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Why I can't stop listening to 'Death Magnetic'</title><content type='html'>Over the last few weeks, while I listen to Metallica's new album non-stop (hopefully we'll figure out why later in this post), I've attempted to explain my reasoning and logic as it stands towards the almighty 'tallica dude. Simply put, I'm too young to revel in the hatred spawned by diehard Metallica fans. The same hatred that has consumed the band's reputation and put them on the proverbial chopping block, just waiting for the sharperned axe of true metalheads to come smashing down, has missed me by 3 or 4 years. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268136811591160098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SRwuhLMM0SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/UqKGxE22JkM/s400/blackalmbu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I was only 6 years old when the "black album" came out. I wasn't nearly a true music fan until &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; 14 or 15. That gives me 7 years of indifference on what many see as Metallica's turning point record towards a shittier, watered down, less abrasive style. Being that they rode the commerical success of this album for just over 5 years, I had a chance to catch the final wave of hysteria that surrounded this material before 'Load' was released and metal fans across the world burned their Metallica shrines. I remember when I was younger and seeing old re-runs of the Enter Sandman video and thinking it was pretty cool. At this point in my musical life it went something like this.....&lt;em&gt;see cool video/hear cool song on the radio in dad's truck &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; buy album with allowance based on liking a singular song &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;play singular song in room and (sometimes) explore the tracks surrounding that radio hit. &lt;/em&gt;This more or less translates to file the "black album" CD between L.L. Cool J's 'Mama Said Knock You Out,' and Montell Jordan's 'This is How we Do It.' What I'm saying is, Metallica's prime years were long gone before I was even to set foot on the path of having a definitive taste in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It puts the age thing in perspective to hear my older friends experience's with Metallica. Hearing of older friends sitting around the TV with their friends after a day in high school with their jaws dropped watching the "One" or "Enter Sandman" the minute they debuted (in either wonderment or awe), versus me catching old re-runs on countdown lists picking my nose in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I grew up and my musical expanses became more vast, I settled into the Punk/Hardcore scene, and almost as a pre-requisite, was encouraged by the scene and many friends personally to go back and check out the &lt;em&gt;glory &lt;/em&gt;albums. The real Metallica: (Kill 'em All, Ride the Lightning, Master of Puppets, ...And Justice For All). Holy shit. This really was like an entirely different band. The sound, the energy, the vibe, the mood....everything was different. Bear in mind this was during the Load/Reload/Hiatus years so I quickly followed suit and wrote off anything after '88 like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268143626104782146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SRw0t1O2vUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3I7oyPajLRA/s400/masterofpuppets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My favorite Metallica album, to this day, is still 'Master of Puppets.' It has everything a Metallica album should have. Grueling speed, riding riffs with the occasional key change within, long epic thrashing, deranged lyrics, and enough eerie moody parts to change the tone every once in awhile. Abandoning the risk of sounding overly pretentious, it's like an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, while everybody else with a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; ear for hard, heavy, and fast stuff hated Metallica for the next 12 years, I sort've said back quietly, spun mostly 'Master' and 'Justice' and kept an eye out hoping someone with influence and power in THA BIZZ went to them in confidence and spoke for the millions of fans scratching their heads..."WRITE LIKE YOU KNOW HOW!" "Give up trying to reinvent the wheel, people want 10 Ride the Lightnings."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The release of "Some Kind of Monster" and "St. Anger" furthered the divide between reputable Metallica and an all-out joke. I'm not going to try an argue against the general consensus on either of these projects, that being total over-the-top ridiculousness (save for the entertainment and re-watch value of the movie for me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268146929122764018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SRw3uF7tZPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6TFfuDEkv4M/s400/2001-03_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When news broke of a new album in the works, with Rick Rubin at the board, speculation and rumors flew from the mouths of freelance critics. People were expecting to hate it, expecting it to promise change and a return to classic Metallica with an inevitable let down. A friend of mine got a leaked copy and I convinced to play it on a trip down to NYC (he had swore it off already). It definitely sounded different upon first listen. I didn't love it right away, and it didn't sound like old Metallica, but it wasn't bad enough to not seek it out for myself to rummage through on my own time upon returning from vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been about 3 weeks since I've had my own copy. And I can't stop listening to it. It's not a failed promise at old Metallica. It's the fast and shredding awesomeness of old albums with the carefully picked and placed elements of newer Metallica intertwined within. If people actually went through Load and to a lesser extent reLoad (everyone agrees St. Anger was a turd), they would find a lot of cool blues and southern rock inspired guitar work, improved lyrics, and a cool vibe separate from the original feeling of Metallica. This album takes that vibe and combines it with &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; better songwriting inspired by the older albums. The vocals are a bit lacking, they could be harsher and less auto-tuned, but the songs are long again, the solos are back, and the riffs stick in your head. The songs are emotional and set a mood without being whiny, pretentious, or emo. The first five tracks floored me, my favorite being "All Nightmare Long." "Cyanide" is easily skippable, but I even love "The Unforgiven III." Sue me. The last three tracks sound rushed and I feel like they could've done a better job with them, but overall it's stayed in heavy rotation for the better part of two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268150105311716034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SRw6m-KKosI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AzKYIIj9tTM/s400/Metallica_Death_Magnetic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People are really stretching to hate this album. The whole complaint of how it's mixed and mastered is a reach to say the least. Shut up, basically. It's loud because it's Metallica! Who cares about the context in which it's loud and the "loud wars" with shitty contemporaries. It's funny to me that music snobs and those with "impeccable" taste are concerned with how the album is mixed in relation to the rest of the music biz...these are the same people who take pride in distancing themselves from commercial and mainstream music altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all comes back to my age and "era." I was too young to be the awkward metal kid amidst the jocks in high school who clung to his copy of Kill 'Em All. I don't hold new Metallica to the standards of their older albums. I hold Metallica to the standards of what I enjoy. The closest thing to Metallica that I really listen to on the regular is probably Mastodon, or even Down (with the connection being the southern inspired riffs and moody parts). And I hear a huge similarity between the new Down and latest Mastodon albums and 'Death Magnetic.' It fits in nicely, and I'm at an age where I can enjoy old Metallica albums almost as a separate band with no sentimental attachment to that era. I don't think of what used to be for Metallica because I never experienced it in the first place, and I'm not going to front like I did, and be a younger kid writing off new Metallica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can respect older heads not bothering with 'Death Magnetic,' but I like it a lot and make no apologies for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-2670598910391092880?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/2670598910391092880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=2670598910391092880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2670598910391092880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2670598910391092880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-i-cant-stop-listening-to-death.html' title='Why I can&apos;t stop listening to &apos;Death Magnetic&apos;'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SRwuhLMM0SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/UqKGxE22JkM/s72-c/blackalmbu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6751938374578306830</id><published>2008-11-05T09:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:41:17.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Another Obama post.</title><content type='html'>So it's 9:30AM on Nov. 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and I'm still processing all this President Obama stuff. I'm sure I wont feel the impact for awhile yet, but it's pretty evident that my generation is racking up the "where were you when _______ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;" moment's, from bad to good, 9/11, and now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like then notion that my generation is experiencing firsthand many historic milestones in the world and the country, this specific moment will take more than a couple days to sink in. I'm too used to hating the president, hating those in power. I'm groomed to to trust my mistrust, and as a result, it's quite the adjustment. This is a first for my adulthood, actually backing the president and feeling good about the country's decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still so many things wrong with this country and this people, ideologically and socially. But to chip away at it and take a huge step in the right direction is rewarding and I'm glad I got to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more to be said but I'll leave that to those who have the time and dedication to write about it, I more or less just wanted to mark the date somewhere. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6751938374578306830?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6751938374578306830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6751938374578306830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6751938374578306830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6751938374578306830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-obama-post.html' title='Another Obama post.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4929496908494234704</id><published>2008-10-28T19:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:29:10.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Barred for life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SQegF7d7EVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BUE8WMqWTXA/s1600-h/m_2d2344b331735cd8e9c46a81b4300018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SQegF7d7EVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BUE8WMqWTXA/s400/m_2d2344b331735cd8e9c46a81b4300018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262350713328701778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check these guys out. They're traveling the country and putting a book together of Black Flag tattoo's and the personal stories behind them. I felt a little private and reluctant when I showed up to the Albany event, but ultimately I'm glad I went through with it. It was a cool ass night with cover bands and just an overall appreciation for the 'Flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pumped to see the book when it's published.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/barredforlife"&gt;www.myspace.com/barredforlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4929496908494234704?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4929496908494234704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4929496908494234704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4929496908494234704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4929496908494234704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/10/barred-for-life.html' title='Barred for life.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SQegF7d7EVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BUE8WMqWTXA/s72-c/m_2d2344b331735cd8e9c46a81b4300018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-3767746804214457607</id><published>2008-10-23T18:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:34:31.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><title type='text'>Better late than never...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SQD7dKhDUdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z2QcPUlMM3A/s1600-h/l_c6034546a2e772e8905e4ac748145802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SQD7dKhDUdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z2QcPUlMM3A/s400/l_c6034546a2e772e8905e4ac748145802.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260480843226501586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?qem5wxntdfi"&gt;It's Alive Demo 2008 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?qem5wxntdfi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(mediafire)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Intro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Your March On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Reincarnage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Pompeii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Reducer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you with the new stuff in '09.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-3767746804214457607?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/3767746804214457607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=3767746804214457607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/3767746804214457607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/3767746804214457607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never...'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SQD7dKhDUdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z2QcPUlMM3A/s72-c/l_c6034546a2e772e8905e4ac748145802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-7181110301130993881</id><published>2008-10-08T13:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:32:00.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>West Coast '08 Part I: Re-Cap Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9/26/08:&lt;/strong&gt; Day 1 starts with a runway delay at JFK due to the heavy rain. Everyone is bursting with anticipation and the flight feels like 8 hrs vs. 4 and a half. I bought the Bob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saget&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stand up&lt;/span&gt; on the headrest TV for $2 and it was generally a let down, dude is trying too hard to contrast with his Full House image. Anyway, we finally land in Vegas around 1PM. Immediately the heat change and the time differential send us for a loop. We pick up the rental van and forecast the experience in our home away from home for the next 10 days. Power doors, bonus. Power windows in the back, bonus. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sto&lt;/span&gt;-and-go space, bonus. We then head to Target to load up on supplies (cooler, football, cheap pillows, etc). Sawyer buys an economy pack of pens and it becomes a joke the entire trip as he never uses them. Next is check-in. MGM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grrrrand&lt;/span&gt;. The big green one with the gold lions...it's like the Don Magic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jaun&lt;/span&gt; of Hotels. The check in counter reminds me of the airport, like 100 ppl trying to get in, nutty. Quickly the room becomes a hamster cage at the encouragement of Chris. The whole phone book is now the floor. The rest of the night includes Northeastern-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; up the pool and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hot tub&lt;/span&gt; scene, walking the strip, 13.99 buffets, rousing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Repub's&lt;/span&gt; as they watch the debate on the big screen, Dave handing out escort magazines ("I said no creep!!") Tony and I losing money and Sawyer losing WAY more. The time zone fucks us, and I'm spent relatively early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "Wee ooh wee oh we, wee ooh wee oh we."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9/27/08:&lt;/strong&gt; Early to rise, again with the time zone. Sawyer and I stay behind in the room as the others venture out for some breakfast. When they get back we hustle down to the lazy river/pool area. The main floor/casino/restaurant/store/arcade area of the hotel is like a small city. Gigantic. Lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hard bodies&lt;/span&gt; and fake titties on the scene. I'm anxious to get on to L.A., mostly because of the heat. We pack up and bust out. About 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; outside of Vegas we stop at some outlets (Nike, Polo, etc) and a Carl's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jr&lt;/span&gt;. Both we're mostly a let down besides the AWESOME Banana Cream shake from Carl's Jr. with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; Wafers. The desert scene is tripping us out, first time for all of us I think. We're running from the heat. We stop for gas and toss the football some. Locals are looking at us like we have "Not from here" stamped on our foreheads. I guess Yankee hats are the next step down from that. We finally make it to Los Angeles at sundown. Pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;grimy&lt;/span&gt; overall. I'm taking in the dwellings and the architecture hard...way different from the East Coast and I'm glad I got to see it. We stay with Dave, one of Sawyer's friends from New Brunswick. He has tickets for a free comedy show on the other side of town. On the way we pass LA Ink and the Vivid Entertainment building, silly. The show was LONG but a good amount of comedians were funny enough. This was my first time at live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;stand up&lt;/span&gt; and I dug it. Back to Dave's, but not before breaking my Del Taco cherry. All sorts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;freakers&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;baseheads&lt;/span&gt;, it was like a party with poorly made tacos. Nice apartment. We all sleep in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;roomate's&lt;/span&gt; room who is away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;naaaooo&lt;/span&gt;," "&lt;snore&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haaaan&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/snore&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9/28/08: &lt;/strong&gt;Exploration of the City of Angels. Everyone is largely underwhelmed but I appreciated the experience (probably the most). We walk the walk of fame briefly and check out some cool stars and the Chinese Theatre for a hot second. We find the former house of Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Bukowski&lt;/span&gt; at the request of Sawyer. It's basically in a small alleyway that houses a row of buildings, the only marking identifying the number is some chalk on the gas meter. Mildly depressing. Sawyer gets shit for wasting time but I think everyone secretly appreciates it or doesn't mind all that much, I know I liked it. Quick stops at some clothing and art shops downtown before hitting up the beach. The lot of us hit Supreme, Flight Club, and some cool ass art print shops. We drag Sawyer from some flea market to hit the beach. It's nice to finally see/swim in the Pacific Ocean. Afterwards we start our drive to San Fran. In and Out Burger for Dinner, does NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt;. We get in San Francisco late, experience the hill climbing early. Meet up with Joe's friend and crash pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "If ya gay, ya gay!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9/29/08: &lt;/strong&gt;San Francisco exploration. First order of business is an authentic California burrito. We hit up a corner spot called "&lt;something&gt; Rosa," killer. Afterwards we walk around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Haight&lt;/span&gt; street for awhile, check out Amoeba records, get heckled by crusties and bums, all part of the experience. Chris takes us to Union Square, we check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Huf&lt;/span&gt;, the Levi's Store, and Nike Town. LOTS of hills, lots of walking, my feet blister up good. We walk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; more and finally make it to the pier/bay near the Bay Bridge. Good pictures. We take the bus back to the place were staying and everyone rests up a bit. The go go go is starting to catch up with me and the blisters and calf burning doesn't help. We go out to sit down Mexican for T-Fed's birthday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Chimichangas&lt;/span&gt; this time, also exceptional. Half of us stay out for beers, the other half make it back to crash, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "Try it out."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9/30/08: &lt;/strong&gt;Day 2 in San Francisco. I'm really whipped from these hills and feel like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bitch. We go to the San Francisco Science Museum that JUST opened that week. There's an albino alligator, a full multi-tiered aquarium, a planetarium, and a bio dome. This is hands down the sickest museum I've ever been to. We experience it all. The planetarium show has some glitches but its forgivable and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bio dome&lt;/span&gt; is crazy. Butterflies and little birds all flying around, surreal. We take another evening break and head out for dinner. Find a pretty good Japanese noodle/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. Lots of laughs. Afterwards we meet up with Tommy and he takes us on a goose chase for this huge hill that overlooks the entire city. It's stressful but COMPLETELY worth it. The view is incredible and it takes the entire time up there (a few hours) to take it all in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; a highlight on the trip. On our way back we drive down the windy part of Lumbergh street and Sawyer doesn't shut up about wanting to see hookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: I don't perspire under my arms that much so therefore I do not require stick deodorant!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/1/08: &lt;/strong&gt;We wake up (relatively) early. I didn't sleep much as it was my turn for the hardwood floor. We pack up and begin to set sail for Portland. We have a decent breakfast just north of the Golden Gate bridge and continue on. It's annoyingly and unexpectedly HOT in central northern &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt; and I let it get to me pretty good. I fell asleep riding shotgun for an hour or so and woke up to stopping for hot dogs by some. I feel like I'm getting sick, but I'm just fucked from the lack of sleep and the heat. I try to pull it together and feel better once we get up in the mountains and it cools off a bit. I'm using this day to salt my wounds from the San Francisco commuting. We see some wild shit on the drive. Aside from the mountains, we come across a flipped truck from a car accident where the guy is being pulled from the wreckage by some bystanders and volunteer firefighters. So crazy. A few scratches but otherwise the guy seems unharmed. A debate follows amongst the van as to whether he was drunk, in shock, or a combination of both. More stops with the football being thrown. Such a good idea for keeping loose on the long drives. We make it to Oregon around 1am, take pictures of the sign and what we could of the Redwood trees. Loved being able to see those, too bad it was in the middle of the night. They're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;enormous&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, everything is bigger out west: the trees, the mountains, the lakes, everything seems mammoth. We stop at ole faithful (T-Bell) for some refueling and somehow they don't fuck up the six person drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; order including Sawyer's custom bullshit. I finish out the leg of the drive and we make it to Ryan/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ehren's&lt;/span&gt; around 3am amidst a cloud of farts and mild delusions from the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "Can we stop, I gotta pee."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "If you drop that I'm gonna break your hand off and shove it up your ass!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/2/08:&lt;/strong&gt; Portland, OR. It's great to see Ryan again, long overdue. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ehren&lt;/span&gt; is a cool ass dude as well and it's nice staying in such a nice house. Not knocking where we stayed prior to this, but it's just fortunate since we're 3000+ miles from home. We get some killer breakfast at a local spot and head out of the city for a ways to check out some waterfalls and mountains. Awesome pics, awesome views, decent hike. By now everyone is getting hungry again and we head to Acropolis, the sickest place on earth with the biggest and cheapest burgers you will ever cum across. We have a blast just hanging, leave there after awhile and hit some bars up in the city. Everyone one is pretty toasted by this point and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;DD'ing&lt;/span&gt;. Stressing hard and get pulled over, whatever. We get on foot and downtown shit is getting loose. Sawyer is ripping up street signs and trying to light phone books on fire. Ryan is getting mad at him. Dave is yelling and stumbling and laying across garbage cans heckling party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;boyz&lt;/span&gt;. Sawyer gets denied service at some titty bar he tried going into. I pull the plug on the night and bring the cruise into dock. Not before the drunkards need a Taco Bell run, another perfect drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; order. Amazing! Let it be known that Sawyer had three dinners that night. Acropolis, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;, and taco bell. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;havin&lt;/span&gt;' a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;tiime&lt;/span&gt;?" "Fuck me to you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/3/08: &lt;/strong&gt;Day 2 in Portland. Experiencing the northern pacific rain, which I actually hoped I would have a chance to get into. Same breakfast spot. Seattle day trip gets vetoed and I'm mildly bummed...when else am I gonna make it to Seattle? Then off to an old school arcade with endless pinball machines and vintage games. Most games are 25 cent or 50 cent, so awesome. I get into some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt; and Ninja Turtles, the O.G. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;cruisin&lt;/span&gt;' USA, it's all there. I also score some pickups at Compound and Upper Playground. Hat is slick but the kicks are a little tight, might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt; them. They're a little loud for my taste as well. Back to A-CROP for eats. After that we meet up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Ehren&lt;/span&gt; who has just ate weed cookies and do the bar thing for awhile. I get fed up with drunk Sawyer and the second hand smoke and call it early. I watch the rest of Gangs of New York in the van and fall asleep waiting for the others. When I wake up we're missing one...guess who. ANYWAY, he meets us back at the house and gets there about a half an hour later than us. He's in drunken baby mode and we lay into him pretty good, busting his balls about his plan gone awry and the throw rug he's using for a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "She said she doesn't fuck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;strangers&lt;/span&gt; and blah blah blah."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/4/08: &lt;/strong&gt;We get going on the road at a decent time for our next big drive. Stop and have a forgettable lunch and say our goodbyes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Ehren&lt;/span&gt; who put us up so graciously. An equally grueling drive ensues like the one from San Fran to Portland. This time we're on our way from Portland to Reno with Ryan in tow as well. I'm literally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;struggling&lt;/span&gt; to remember any highlights from the drive to Reno, which is a good thing in retrospect. We crack the windshield of the van on what we speculate was burned off tire tread from an 18 wheeler. Shook us all for a hot second, especially yours truly, riding shotgun about to fall asleep. Dairy Queen pumpkin pie blizzard was on point. We almost run out of gas about two hours out of Reno but luckily stumble on a small town called Mt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Sashta&lt;/span&gt; and fill up. More taco bell with some ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;grillz&lt;/span&gt; by some woodsy paper gangsters. Loving it. We get into Reno around midnight and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;settlin&lt;/span&gt; in and the Days Inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of Wisdom: "I think he's wearing shorts."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/5/08: &lt;/strong&gt;Rise and shine in Reno. Way colder than I expected but I'll take it. We hit up Sonic breakfast and all awkwardly order into the walk up talk box. After that we meander around in the van till we stumble upon the Reno strip. We take pictures of the sign, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;sketch balls&lt;/span&gt;, and do the tourist thing for a little while. Everyone is over it pretty quickly and we start the trek back to Vegas. The drive is another lengthy one but we see the coolest shit hands down. First we pull over to check out some hills(have eyes) in the desert overlooking this massive lake. A couple hours later we stumble upon a burnt out and abandoned motel complex complete with a burned up car and sketchy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;graff&lt;/span&gt;. Madness and destruction ensues. What will probably become the trip photo is taken. Viking funeral for the cooler and we bounce, making the rest of the drive tolerable. We get into Vegas around 11pm and hit up the worlds largest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt; shop for some more kitschy shit, repack the van and prepare it for return, and head back to the MGM for some farewell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;gamblerly&lt;/span&gt;. This time around I win 4 dollars on a dollar bet of video blackjack. I come out a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Bellus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Boobus&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/6/06: &lt;/strong&gt;Rental "truck" says it's goodbyes and we catch the train to the airport. I take a shit and soon thereafter pass out after checking through security. Board the plane as the sun is coming up and having not slept the night prior, get a little loopy. The flight home sucked. I slept an hour, watched Everybody Loves Raymond for an hour, and the E True Hollywood Story of Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Farrelly&lt;/span&gt;. My leg was frozen from being up against the cold air vent and everyone else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt; to sleep pretty soundly, bastards. We touch down in JFK around 230 EST and I'm home in my room by 9pm. Work at 7am. Another trip in the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word(s) of wisdom: N/A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;States visited: &lt;/strong&gt;3. Nevada, California, Oregon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cities visited&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Oakland (kinda), Portland, Reno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miles Driven:&lt;/strong&gt; More than it takes from NY to California total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Windshields cracked: &lt;/strong&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fast food not available in NY inventory: &lt;/strong&gt;Carl's Jr., In and Out Burger, Del Taco, Sonic, Dairy Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs heard, tagged, and downloaded once home: &lt;/strong&gt;Gwen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Stefani&lt;/span&gt; - The Sweet Escape, M.I.A. - Paper Planes, Trick Daddy - I'm a Thug (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; had this one already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other trip, there were times I wanted to get the fuck home or at least stop driving/walking/going. But all in all it was a huge success with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;all star&lt;/span&gt; cast that furthered opened my eyes to things I haven't seen. Countless laughs, good for the soul.&lt;/something&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-7181110301130993881?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/7181110301130993881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=7181110301130993881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7181110301130993881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7181110301130993881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/10/west-coast-08-part-i-re-cap-journal.html' title='West Coast &apos;08 Part I: Re-Cap Journal'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-1974612913598240042</id><published>2008-09-22T11:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:06:11.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matrimony.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SNfA_jW9KKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/stIgPA7lq9I/s1600-h/photo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248876088779417762" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SNfCL_isAvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/GhA3ZHZz0NA/s320/photo+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congratulations Scott &amp;amp; Lindsey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-1974612913598240042?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/1974612913598240042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=1974612913598240042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1974612913598240042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1974612913598240042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/09/matrimony.html' title='Matrimony.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SNfA_jW9KKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/stIgPA7lq9I/s72-c/photo5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-7797433260278141941</id><published>2008-09-10T08:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:35:43.137-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd'/><title type='text'>Built in accelerometer and musical genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes, we could all use a little unpredictability. And now you can shake to shuffle your music. Just give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt; a shake and it shuffles to a different song in your music library. You’ll always be surprised by what you’ll hear."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Say you’re listening to a song you really like and want to hear other tracks that go great with it. The Genius feature finds the songs in your music library that go great together and makes a Genius &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Playlist&lt;/span&gt; for you. It’s like having your own highly intelligent, personal DJ."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fuckin&lt;/span&gt;' cool as hell. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nano&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/"&gt;http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-7797433260278141941?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/7797433260278141941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=7797433260278141941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7797433260278141941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7797433260278141941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/09/built-in-accelerometer-and-musical.html' title='Built in accelerometer and musical genius'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8520723904313167775</id><published>2008-09-09T13:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:41:04.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>CROWBAR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SNMDhgTNe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OpnyiYU3GRk/s1600-h/950150725_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247541864957836130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SNMDhgTNe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OpnyiYU3GRk/s320/950150725_l.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the past three years or so, I've witnessed my musical taste take a turn in direction towards bands or artists that can inspire a specific sort of mood or vibe in their records. That "vibe" varies slightly depending on my feelings at the time, but generally encompasses one of the following: sarcastic bitterness, apocalyptic foreshadowing, helplessness, hopelessness, or intense anger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It should come as no surprise then to those who are familiar with the band that I've been introduced to Crowbar throughout this process and instantly became a super fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Derrick and I were having one our usual Crowbar discussion the other day and both agreed (without too much pretension) that you have to "get" Crowbar to fully appreciate their music. If you could bottle all the emotions I listed above that I've been drawn towards in music and put them into one sound, Crowbar would be that sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those interested in supporting and seeking out records, I would recommend &lt;em&gt;Odd Fellows Rest&lt;/em&gt; first and foremost, followed swiftly by &lt;em&gt;Crowbar (Self-Titled),&lt;/em&gt; and a rising favorite of mine, &lt;em&gt;Lifesblood for the Downtrodden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Note***: It was at this point that I was gonna try my hand and making one of these "muxtapes" that are hot in the streets. I had a pretty sweet "Best of the Bar" playlist that I was going to make available. I went to the muxtape site only to find the RIAA is fucking them in the ass too. Go Figure. Seek out Crowbar the old fashioned way, it delivers and than some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/crowbar"&gt;www.myspace.com/crowbar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;crowbar&gt;&lt;/crowbar&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8520723904313167775?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8520723904313167775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8520723904313167775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8520723904313167775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8520723904313167775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/09/crowbar.html' title='CROWBAR.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SNMDhgTNe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OpnyiYU3GRk/s72-c/950150725_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4681419500165208925</id><published>2008-09-08T09:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:21:40.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun.</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;teetering&lt;/span&gt; redemption scale has had its dips and levels for a awhile now. Again it dips and has me by the throat, looking to push me off the platform once and for all. It seems with every up there is an immediate down. With every morning, there's an immediate night. Doors bust open, then doors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;slam&lt;/span&gt; shut. And as a result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Out with the diet, in with the beard&lt;br /&gt;*Bed and work(somewhat) are the safest places&lt;br /&gt;* Writing and songwriting take an all new level of importance, almost becoming panicky in my irrational sense of urgency&lt;br /&gt;*Crowbar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;play lists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one took longer to take hold but it's slowly working me over. This upcoming trip couldn't come any sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4681419500165208925?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4681419500165208925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4681419500165208925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4681419500165208925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4681419500165208925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/09/mama-always-told-me-not-to-look-into.html' title='Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4208130914126012354</id><published>2008-08-27T12:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:42:04.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>Bitter End - S/T 7"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.channeladvisor.com/Sell/SSProfiles/82056366/images/11/bitterend_st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="275" alt="" src="http://images.channeladvisor.com/Sell/SSProfiles/82056366/images/11/bitterend_st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitter End just dropped their 3rd record and second on Malfunction Records (subsidiary of Deathwish Inc.). Their last record &lt;em&gt;Climate of Fear &lt;/em&gt;easily became one of my favorite albums of the year for 2007 as they improved miles from their debut release and really developed their own patent sound. It's hard to pinpoint but I would best describe it as Breakdown/Biohazard NYHC style crossed with a pinch of old Metallica and a unique sense of urgency and emotion brought forth primarily by the vocal delivery and lyric content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The record opens with some eerie ass feedback that sounds like it came of a Cursed or Rise and Fall record. The beat and ring outs quickly come in and right away the guitars are hitting hard with the wah, I love this band's guitar sound and use of the wah pedal. The beat picks up and the vibe I'm getting from these riffs is one of more urgency and danger. If this were a continuation of the full length theme (which I'm told its not), it would be as if the world had swallowed it's self at the end of that record and this is the aftermath. Purgatory is constant movement forward and relentless double picking. Wasting no time at all with the guitar shredding. It's just really driving and intense and doesn't let up for the whole 5 minutes +. It's one great riff after another and just enough tempo changes to keep things interesting. The beat on the third track is a little more intricate and less of the driving feel is given off by this song. It's still cool and I haven't pinned down what's going on with the vocals yet. There's definitely more than just the lead singer on this track but doesn't sound too much like the backups done on the full length by their guitarist. Also, I'm feeling the slight guitar harmonies in the breakdown riff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only complaint with the record overall (besides its short length) is the lack of a prominent bass tone which is seemingly lost when compared to Climate of Fear, which had some great bass lines and a great bass tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely check out this record. If you're not into grabbing it on vinyl, support them and pick it up on iTunes for only 1.99, it's well worth your pocket change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4208130914126012354?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4208130914126012354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4208130914126012354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4208130914126012354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4208130914126012354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/08/bitter-end-st-7.html' title='Bitter End - S/T 7&quot;'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-2089413452127540168</id><published>2008-08-20T08:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:36:23.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/images/shows/crankyankers/characters/cy_spoonie_m4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.comedycentral.com/images/shows/crankyankers/characters/cy_spoonie_m4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on ME for not keeping this thing up to snuff, as they say. Here's a few updates for anyone that's interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Started a new job at my current place of employment. I'll be making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; more money and hopefully I'll settle into my own place within the next coming months (I've heard fall is ideal moving weather.) It's a pretty hectic, fast-paced job and there's people working under me that directly report to yours truly. Lot's of potential stress but you take the good with the bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's Alive is taking advantage of the mild summer we're having in the Northeast by starting work on some new songs and continually refining some older ones that didn't show up on the demo. Hopefully sooner than later we'll start "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-production" on this record and begin tracking and laying the songs out at Derrick's place. I cant wait for that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt; in his tight crib watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dvds&lt;/span&gt;, playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt;, and hanging with Colby while we hammer out It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Alive's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;illest&lt;/span&gt; shit yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm on a low-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;carb&lt;/span&gt; diet for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;foreseeable&lt;/span&gt; future (call me gay). It worked for me back in high school were a shed 40lbs on it in 6 months (with the help of some guy called Puberty). So far I'm not shedding as hard as I did when I was 16 but my goal is much more attainable this time around. Plus, I'm only about 10 days in and I already feel better at practice so it's gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* As I said, this summer has been exceptionally mild. I guess I don't mind it though. It's nice and I'm still looking forwards to autumn despite it being 50 degrees when I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Possibly even gayer than my buffet addict diet approach is my late pass sweating of Apple. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; will forever be the greatest invention of the past 20 years for me. But since I made the leap into OS X land with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;iMac&lt;/span&gt;, you KNOW I had to go iPhone as well. I'm all apple, all loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-2089413452127540168?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/2089413452127540168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=2089413452127540168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2089413452127540168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2089413452127540168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/08/checking-in.html' title='Checking In.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4293444506837881168</id><published>2008-08-06T15:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:22:29.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Pineapple Letdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/02/13/pineapple-express-trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/02/13/pineapple-express-trailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last night Derrick and I went to the screening of Pineapple Express, which is the newest cut in the growing and increasingly awesome Seth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rogan&lt;/span&gt; anthology. Having been drawn into discussion on a local message board and given the day to think about the movie, I have to say that it's largely a letdown and mediocre at best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's strong points lie in the casting and supporting/almost cameo roles. My favorite characters were the black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hit man&lt;/span&gt; who dressed and acted like he was out the 80's. And Dale's (Seth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rogen&lt;/span&gt;) girlfriend's father, who might have blurted out the best line of the movie, something along the lines of "If you don't move your ass I'm gonna fuck you in the street." However, both of these characters were sorely underused. There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of lines given to the opposing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hit man&lt;/span&gt; (played by Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Corrigan&lt;/span&gt;, the party host in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Superbad&lt;/span&gt;, who was also pretty funny with his continuity of wanting to go home to see his wife for dinner), and the father could have easily been used more when the girl's family was held up in a motel room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other little nuances I also found fairly amusing (enough to comment on) was Saul's shirt for the majority of the movie (A shark eating a kitten), and Red's haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My main gripe with the movie was that the plot was just super unoriginal and weak, (underachieving stoners get in too deep with serious drug dealers/the authorties).  I mean, edge aside, do we really need another burnout movie based on weed starring up and coming comedians? My generation was well suited early on with Friday (the best movie ever), and then Half Baked (also DVD owning caliber). Before my time was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cheech&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chong&lt;/span&gt;... and I'm sure there was others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the movie was too long (2 solid hours) for it's genre. The only benefit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;allotted&lt;/span&gt; by the length was that I was starting to pick up on some of the stereotypical humor from people who have serious weed habits that probably otherwise would have gone over my head. Apparently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;stoners&lt;/span&gt; get wicked sensitive in crucial and dire situations? Tell me if I'm off mark and that's just something put in the movie to make it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;quirky&lt;/span&gt; and weird. Either way, it was a little funny, but not funny enough given the example after example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom line, take your ten dollars and go see Step Brothers or wait and check out the Rocker to see how that compares. Or, you can just go see the Dark Knight again (duh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4293444506837881168?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4293444506837881168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4293444506837881168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4293444506837881168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4293444506837881168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/08/pineapple-letdown.html' title='Pineapple Letdown.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-5139166337517245361</id><published>2008-08-04T16:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:59:50.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>Kunker War Bunker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; is a video Scott from Bystander was so kind to record and put up on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;webzine&lt;/span&gt;. This is an older band of mine (when I was 17 or so) doing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;train wreck&lt;/span&gt; of a performance in my friends dining room/kitchen area. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conveniently&lt;/span&gt; dubbed this house the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kunker&lt;/span&gt; War Bunker" because it was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kunker&lt;/span&gt; Ave. and no one lived there but him and his brother.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a total party house with no furniture and will be remembered for the immense amount of debauchery and chaos that ensued there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1460593&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1460593&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/1460593?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1460593"&gt;Written in Stone House Insanity&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user642970?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1460593"&gt;Bystander Fanzine&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1460593"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KWB&lt;/span&gt; R.I.P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also in relation to &lt;a href="www.bystanderfanzine.com"&gt;Bystander&lt;/a&gt;, click on the link and check out the interview section for the Forfeit Interview I did with Sawyer. More info on Forfeit below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-5139166337517245361?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/5139166337517245361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=5139166337517245361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5139166337517245361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5139166337517245361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/08/kunker-war-bunker.html' title='Kunker War Bunker.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-1887493649978224474</id><published>2008-07-23T14:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:30:00.403-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>Forfeit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SId3ahII9kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XB9JzpYE1vc/s1600-h/forfeit020_405440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226277190039565890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SId3ahII9kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XB9JzpYE1vc/s400/forfeit020_405440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To put it simple, don't sleep on this band. It's Alive had the pleasure of playing with these guys twice over the weekend. 5 honest, fun, and sincere dudes from Syracuse, N.Y. Playing hardcore that is as raw, pissed, fast and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; as it is crushingly hard. Their live set will knock you on your ass with unbridled energy and their gritty recordings are not to be skipped either. They're on a 4 week tour of the U.S. right now, and they're 7" is available on Reaper Records (with a CD bonus version to soon follow). Check out the pages below, catch them on tour and buy their record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/forfeitny"&gt;www.myspace.com/forfeitny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reaperrecords.com/"&gt;www.reaperrecords.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-1887493649978224474?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/1887493649978224474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=1887493649978224474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1887493649978224474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1887493649978224474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/07/forfeit.html' title='Forfeit.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SId3ahII9kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XB9JzpYE1vc/s72-c/forfeit020_405440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-1929147525778887484</id><published>2008-07-16T09:55:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:23:51.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><title type='text'>Nas - Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/39/Nas_-_Untitledninthalbum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="386" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/39/Nas_-_Untitledninthalbum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queens Get the Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - A largely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accapella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; track save for a Piano loop. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; daring to open an album with. I see it more as an interlude track or even a closing track. Having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;listend&lt;/span&gt; to the album a few times through though, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; effective in setting the mood for the whole album and is probably one of my favorite songs on the album. "I'm over there heads like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bulimic&lt;/span&gt; on a seesaw." Yea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has shown up on this one early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can't Stop Us Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - I wonder if there's any tension between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; considering they both used the same highly recognizable sample on there albums that released within a month of each other, the latter using the sample on his first single. I haven't seen anything published on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;innanet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I'm guessing the answer is no. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wins as far as I'm concerned. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; song doesn't really go anywhere. This song has a cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; chorus&lt;/span&gt; with horns and obviously, a better narrative (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the lyricist dept. is a no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - R&amp;amp;B style beat with a ghetto vs. the police theme. Next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make the World Go Round (feat. The Game and Chris Brown)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - I love this beat with it's subtle female vocal sample hitting on the downbeat towards the end of the loop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Neither&lt;/span&gt; the Game with his verse about the things the Game always raps about (nice clothes, cars, LA) or Chris Brown who sings the chorus hook and a small bridge part can ruin this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.) &lt;em&gt;Hero (ft. Keri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I don't care that this is the first single off the album, this is head and shoulders, the best track on the album. From the emotional ass beat, to the female vocals, to the hard hitting verses where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; actually sounds like his standing up and spitting into a mic (a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rarity&lt;/span&gt; on this album), rather than flowing in a reclining chair. The second verse "From 9 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Berettas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and moving raw..."....the beat switch under that part is my single most favorite sound on this album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;America&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Another soft sounding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;intricate&lt;/span&gt; track about American culture where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; takes a hard look at his roots and how it conflicts with America's symbols of wealth and prosperity. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is really ingraining the political theme of this album effectively, as well as the theme of female vocals on almost every track, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sly Fox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Semi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; beat with a guitar sample (always a gamble in hip hop) but it's not too bad. Mentioning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Myspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; twice in the song and blogs once, however, is. Save that shit for Def &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Testify&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Slooow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; track about racism, white fans, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Nas's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; frustration with ignorant followers of his music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N.I.G.G.E.R. (The Slave and the Master)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - A slower, epic beat that actually work for me. The hook/chorus is really good too. Most of the lyrical content paints vivid pictures of oppressed dwellers of the ghetto. "Put rims on everything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untitled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - This is a narrative story track laced with samples mentioning the leader of the Nation of Islam, Louis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Farrakhan&lt;/span&gt;. It's particularly short so I'll have to listen to it a few more times to see if I can figure out the connection between the samples and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Nas, beyond obvious associations with the NOI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fried Chicken (feat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Busta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Rhymes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - You would think the title was a metaphorical one. Well the song is actually about Fried Chicken and all the delicious sides that go with it. Sure the unspoken connection is the association with the Black Community, but it's entertaining nonetheless. The beat is a soul inspired eerie sounding track with live drums. Another short one, I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project Roach (feat. The Last Poets)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - More soul beats with a heavy bass line and samples of poetry readings. Super short, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;skippable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Niggas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Stomping beat but not overly aggressive. Being almost finished with the album, I've noticed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of these songs would probably translate really well live with a live band. Beat is a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sounding for my taste (at least that pussy doesn't appear on this album). Verses are some of the better on the album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're Not Alone feat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Mykel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - This album has enough melancholy R&amp;amp;B inspired songs for my taste. At the second to last track, I'm skipping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black President&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - This song was making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;sound waves&lt;/span&gt; when The Nigger Tape came out a few weeks ago because, obviously, it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Nas's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; artistic endorsement of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The beat is good and energetic, and the verses are a good mix of how shitty America's shitty is, slimy politicians, and a hint of optimism if we can flip the script with the election. Sample from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Tupac's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;em&gt;I Wonder If Heaven got a Ghetto&lt;/em&gt;" is taken a little out of context, and I've had numerous people ask me who listened to it, "Why does it say we're not ready for a black president if he supports &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?" I dunno, ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall this album is&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sort've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a let down for me compared to Hip Hop Is Head. There isn't enough energy on the album vocally that I need to stay interested. It's largely intricate, moody, and melancholy in terms of the production. The verses are there on a good number of songs, and it's commendable that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sticks to making a socially conscious and politically charged album amidst a storm of retardation in American pop culture. But I feel like I've already heard this album from Immortal Technique, and before him from Dead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Prez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and before them from Public Enemy and N.W.A. Furthermore, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doesn't spit as aggressively as he should on such serious content. It's almost as if it's too sad and not enough pissed given the subject matter and the opinions blatantly implied on those subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standout Tracks&lt;/em&gt;: Make the World Go Round, Hero, N.I.G.G.E.R., Queens Get the Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; pick it up and judge for yourself, support one of the greatest emcee's of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-1929147525778887484?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/1929147525778887484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=1929147525778887484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1929147525778887484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1929147525778887484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/07/nas-untitled.html' title='Nas - Untitled'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-7680043780469912677</id><published>2008-07-15T09:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:15:15.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Tomhannock Reservoir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223233696011119634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHynX2WX7BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DgHCrpiN44E/s320/IMG00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHynSwad8rI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1sLnh9mejck/s1600-h/IMG00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223233608518333106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHynSwad8rI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1sLnh9mejck/s320/IMG00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223233894921184530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHynjbWOpRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8CkaxrA823E/s320/IMG00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real:&lt;br /&gt;Muddy Bears&lt;br /&gt;Fire Pit&lt;br /&gt;All three Down albums&lt;br /&gt;Not Hellboy II&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-7680043780469912677?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/7680043780469912677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=7680043780469912677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7680043780469912677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7680043780469912677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomhannock-reservoir.html' title='Tomhannock Reservoir.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHynX2WX7BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DgHCrpiN44E/s72-c/IMG00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-7974769862780702602</id><published>2008-07-10T15:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:26:40.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><title type='text'>Columbia.</title><content type='html'>Last night I caught the first show by a new Albany band, Columbia. Their drummer is none other than Pat "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dwyer&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dwyer&lt;/span&gt; of It's Alive. Not only did Pat prove his prowess as a multi-instrumentalist, but they did a great job as their first gig. It's by no means hardcore, but does have a slight Quicksand, Texas is the Reason vibe if you're into that sort of thing. I also can't help but compare it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hyra&lt;/span&gt; Head style bands (Isis, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jesu&lt;/span&gt;, Pelican). It's not nearly as heavy, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; uses the approach of building on a single chord or riff to create a droning melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, while their live show might get a little stale for me, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; something I could see myself listening to on a long drive or through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ear buds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately they don't have any finished product recordings, but if this sounds like something you could be into bookmark their M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yspace&lt;/span&gt; and and check back for finished demo tracks (all that's up their at the moment is instrumental tracks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/columbiany"&gt;www.myspace.com/columbiany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-7974769862780702602?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/7974769862780702602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=7974769862780702602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7974769862780702602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/7974769862780702602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/07/columbia.html' title='Columbia.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8213821382609976057</id><published>2008-07-07T13:08:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:59:54.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Kaaterskill Falls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHNujhCCMPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rnXGzgC7srY/s1600-h/IMG00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220637949493915890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHNujhCCMPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rnXGzgC7srY/s320/IMG00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ugly Grillz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I capped this past weekend off with a killer trip to Kaaterskill Falls with crew in tow. Anytime I get to see Sawyer and Greg, not to mention Tony Fed, at the same time is a huge bonus and this weekend was no exception. This place is great, and while I was cursing Greg the entire time for leading us on this trail and sweating our balls off, it was definately worth it in retrospect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638287221954882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHNu3LKrGUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/epIkOZlup7Q/s320/IMG00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfect picture from the first level of the falls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The trail was pretty intense, and after doing some research, it's unofficially noted as "adequate for the experienced hiker." I think more hiking is something I could get into, it was definately rugged and fun as hell. At the end of the trail sits the falls. If your somehow unsatisfied with the first level you can make your way up via some semi-serious climbing to the second tier. I didn't bring my technology on that climb so there's no pics, but it's awesome. Natural amphitheatre with a hard rushing waterfall into a waiting pool that's deep enough to swim around, along with plenty of rocks for getting your sun on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220640531278682002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHNw5y7fV5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/kPHSHsy_ub0/s320/IMG00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220642151236519602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHNyYFviRrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/_fyipa9Bm9E/s320/IMG00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real:&lt;br /&gt;Metallica - "To Live is to Die"&lt;br /&gt;Cumberland Farm's Big Chill&lt;br /&gt;Fresh water swims &lt;div align="left"&gt;Brett Gardner&lt;br /&gt;Louis C.K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8213821382609976057?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8213821382609976057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8213821382609976057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8213821382609976057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8213821382609976057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/07/kaaterskill-falls.html' title='Kaaterskill Falls.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SHNujhCCMPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rnXGzgC7srY/s72-c/IMG00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-2495324395496086999</id><published>2008-07-03T08:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:00:43.888-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><title type='text'>New It's Alive song(s).</title><content type='html'>We've started piecing together the first It's Alive song with the solid lineup. Up until now we've just been resurrecting back catalog songs we wrote with various guitarists, singers, with me on bass etc etc. which in and of itself is pretty exciting to do, as we've made tweaking improvements and (obviously) added vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218769349874339746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SGzLEs_0z6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/cq-mCOW6seo/s320/IMG00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a different excitement that mixes with satisfaction and confidence in knowing we're writing some pounding ass songs. I can't wait to unleash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend is the the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July weekend. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;siked&lt;/span&gt; that it's a four day work week and generally looking forward to doing some cool stuff and seeing fireworks and all that nonsense, I just hate the added pressure of trying to make it something spectacular because that's what people do blah blah. Just let me chill and enjoy the extra time off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Deathwish&lt;/span&gt; podcast that I forgot was auto synced to k&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yPod&lt;/span&gt; contains new Bitter End and Cold World to listen to at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;convenience&lt;/span&gt;, nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killing Time - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Brightside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dmize&lt;/span&gt; -Demo 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Matters on Nick At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Guy at 11 each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; on Cartoon Network before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;assing&lt;/span&gt; out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-2495324395496086999?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/2495324395496086999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=2495324395496086999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2495324395496086999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/2495324395496086999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-its-alive-songs.html' title='New It&apos;s Alive song(s).'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SGzLEs_0z6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/cq-mCOW6seo/s72-c/IMG00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8572146745999514246</id><published>2008-06-26T13:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:24:12.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Never Make A Change.</title><content type='html'>You ever get in these little temporary lapses of judgement like I do? The same ones that prompt you to daydream of drastic changes to your life. Maybe it's just me living with more eggs in my basket then I want to crack. Nothing major I guess, I'm comfortable and happy with my personal life for the most part, I guess it boils down to materialistic bullshit and status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quo&lt;/span&gt; transparent crap that I want to make myself feel more lavish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt; as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've more or less abandoned the new car idea. I would still love to have a&lt;a href="http://www.motorportal.com/Mazda%20News/images/MAZDASPEED3_front34_1.jpg"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mazdaspeed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;3, or maybe a Scion Tc with some upgrades. But my car functions the way it needs to and there's no way I could realistically afford it and not make a HUGE sacrifice with my spending habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm onto upgrading my nerd situation and looking at buying a Mac Mini. It seems logical at this point since I'm not moving away from home anytime too soon. And when I do, my living situation will only benefit from these purchases. Maybe it's a subconscious way to quell that desire (moving out) by getting a new computer and a sick monitor...hooking up my stereo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;receiver&lt;/span&gt; and speakers to it, cleaning up and maybe even trading rooms with my sister, organizing shit and framing some cool prints to replace random promo posters. I might even work on my pops to give me the new LCD TV he got for the downstairs that no one even uses. Hook everything up to that (including the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;) and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ballin&lt;/span&gt;' in my room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, like with 99% of everything else in world, I don't need any of it. But it would be cool to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this back, I should probably get my own place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's real:&lt;br /&gt;Life's Blood - Defiance&lt;br /&gt;Shipwreck 4-piece blew me away last night&lt;br /&gt;10-0 Joba led shutout&lt;br /&gt;Jesse Brust mosh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8572146745999514246?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8572146745999514246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8572146745999514246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8572146745999514246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8572146745999514246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-make-change.html' title='Never Make A Change.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-1841809290933654064</id><published>2008-06-24T13:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:46:39.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Wendy Does it Again.</title><content type='html'>Last year Wendy's unleashed a monster just in time for summer known as the &lt;em&gt;Frosty Float&lt;/em&gt;. A year later, they're back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;killcrushdestroy&lt;/span&gt; the competition with their latest &lt;em&gt;Frosty Shakes&lt;/em&gt; (available in Vanilla Bean, Chocolate Fudge, or Strawberry swirl THROUGH vanilla-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt; ice cream). Peep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215504465423314434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SGExraoFLgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IgAIVzoKcrc/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember the first time I had a Frosty Float it was ALMOST too much goodness for one single cup. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/itsaliveson"&gt;It's Alive &lt;/a&gt;was roughing out some demo tracks in Pat's basement and we went on a food run. It was the same time as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Baconator's&lt;/span&gt; release and the combination was sickening but I had to go with it. The main draw back of the Frosty Float is that it's so big, that no matter what you eat for you meal, it leaves you grossly full. And I'm not typically one to stop at a fast-food place just for a novelty item, so they're harder to enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Frosty Shake is money. I got the strawberry version, complete with strawberry puree and a cherry. I don't normally eat cherries in Sundaes, etc. because I'm not a big cherry person but I felt I had to in celebration of this Summer sensation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pick one up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-1841809290933654064?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/1841809290933654064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=1841809290933654064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1841809290933654064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1841809290933654064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/wendy-does-it-again.html' title='Wendy Does it Again.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SGExraoFLgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IgAIVzoKcrc/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-4670683201122800680</id><published>2008-06-16T20:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:49:13.426-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>Ian Mackaye.</title><content type='html'>This is an (obviously) old interview with Ian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mackaye&lt;/span&gt;. Ian talks mostly about the early DC scene and the meanings behind some Minor Threat songs. It can be found on the Minor Threat DVD. If you don't have it, here you go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HKQCWVQO2G4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HKQCWVQO2G4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda of a weird format with all the questions in a row. Makes for some good facial reactions by Ian though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The emphasis is on the band, and the people."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-4670683201122800680?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/4670683201122800680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=4670683201122800680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4670683201122800680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/4670683201122800680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/ian-mackaye.html' title='Ian Mackaye.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6686678696914465655</id><published>2008-06-12T08:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:07:31.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>Terror - The Damed, The Shamed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SFEtXBXZXPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCc-sKZ0DbI/s1600-h/AL_325-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210996117371182322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SFEtXBXZXPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCc-sKZ0DbI/s320/AL_325-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need to tell you who &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/terrorhc"&gt;Terror&lt;/a&gt; is at this point, as anyone remotely familiar with hardcore, punk, or metal knows the name. I took a re-interest in the band a little over a year ago. I had always loved the demo (Hardcore cliche I know) but the first proper full length was a little flat. With a chance listen to their prior full length release "Always the Hard Way" which shredded and was much more bare bones and focused on the basic elements the band started out on, I realized they were back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I have always loved the concept of a song-by-song review of albums, so that's what this is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Note: At the risk of becoming over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;elaborated&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;repetitive&lt;/span&gt; I'm only allowing myself the albums running time to do this. In others word's, I'm doing it LIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;The Damned, The Shamed:&lt;/strong&gt; Love the opening concept of this album....right into the riff. Reminds me of the beginning of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AOQ&lt;/span&gt;, which sounds like the middle of a set or something just rolling through the tape. Interesting revelation: I don't know why but I thought the way to say the title of this album was "The Damned, the Sh-ham-'d"(like &lt;em&gt;Damn &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Sham)&lt;/em&gt;....got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clarification&lt;/span&gt;, thanks! Cool climbing notes in the chorus. Breakdown sounds a little out of place at this point, might have been better with a more mid-tempo break and less chug style. Pretty good opening track nonetheless. &lt;strong&gt;7/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;Relentless Through and Through:&lt;/strong&gt; This song was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks prior to the release. HUGE Ringworm influence on this track, from the chorus riff to the breakdown to the SOLO! (a first for Terror) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lovin&lt;/span&gt;' it. &lt;strong&gt;7.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;Betrayer:&lt;/strong&gt; Cool stop and start intro. Digging the mid tempo vibe on this song. Lines like &lt;em&gt;"I can't believe I believed in you."&lt;/em&gt; And, &lt;em&gt;"I feel nothing and I blame you."&lt;/em&gt; Make this song personally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relatable&lt;/span&gt; and cut right to the chase (typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Vogel&lt;/span&gt; style). First significant flip of the script for Terror on this album (I heard there were a few). They drop in the melodic break and shouted vocals. It works! Not too long and maintaining an eerie feel. Song finishes hard. &lt;strong&gt;9/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;Rise of the Poisoned Youth:&lt;/strong&gt; More Ringworm influence in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;riffage&lt;/span&gt; and especially the drumming. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Buske's&lt;/span&gt; bass tone is cutting through nice, an improvement from the last album which was like the "..And Justice For All" of hardcore albums in terms of bass. &lt;strong&gt;6.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;Never Alone:&lt;/strong&gt; Good "root" riff to this song. But I feel like it's relying too much on it if that makes sense. Whole song sounds like a variation of the first riff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ehh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;3.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) &lt;strong&gt;What I Despise:&lt;/strong&gt; KILLER intro. Fast shredding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; "Always the Hard Way" breaks quickly into a mid-tempo part with some melodic guitar octaves. I can appreciate Terror changing things and trying some new stuff, it's working so far. Lead in vocal part to the breakdown is also hard. &lt;strong&gt;7/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;Let me Sink:&lt;/strong&gt; Vocals open this track. Feels weird to me for some reason. Song has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Madball&lt;/span&gt; groove to it. I love the drum fills. By the second verse I forget the uncomfortable intro. &lt;strong&gt;8/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;Feel the Pain:&lt;/strong&gt; Still not used to hearing Bass in Terror songs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. As a bass player I love it, obviously. I love the marching vibe to the chorus. Sounds tormented! At 14 seconds left, it may have worn out its welcome though. Song cuts out and stops with the vocals staying through the measure, always a fan of that. &lt;strong&gt;7.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;Lost our Minds:&lt;/strong&gt; At this point, this sounds like a different record. The main riff is a weird melodic metal one crossed with some Fat Wreck Chords drumming that doesn't mesh well with the rest of the album or song for that matter. &lt;strong&gt;2.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) &lt;strong&gt;March to Redemption: &lt;/strong&gt;Slower track that begins with a creepy metal driven part. Song doesn't really recover. &lt;strong&gt;2/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.) &lt;strong&gt;Crush What's Weak:&lt;/strong&gt; Song is slow to start off but thankfully picks up and returns to a classic Terror vibe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Grrrreat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Clevo&lt;/span&gt; breakdown at the end of the song. &lt;strong&gt;6/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.) &lt;strong&gt;Still Believe: &lt;/strong&gt;Lyrics sound like they've already been in Terror songs. Maybe it's the theme...still believing in hardcore I'm assuming. The spoken parts are an awesome addition as are the call and response gang vocals towards the end. &lt;strong&gt;7/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.) &lt;strong&gt;Suffer to Return Harder:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"...wanna be the shit starter? Fuck around make you a martyr."&lt;/em&gt; Isn't that the line? I HOPE the title to this track is from a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Gangstarr&lt;/span&gt; song that I may or may not have misquoted above. Opening riff is hard and well written as are the transitions. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; a stand-out track on the album.&lt;em&gt; "This world never wanted me!"&lt;/em&gt; Great closing to the album. &lt;strong&gt;8.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall: &lt;/strong&gt;Terror's last full length was primarily focused around the guitars and the constant shredding of them. The majority of the songs flexed on speed and rarely slowed down to embrace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;intricacies&lt;/span&gt; and details. This is the perfect answer to that. Much more balanced in terms of tempos, influence, and vibes. Upgrades on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; section in both tone and musicianship. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; not worse than their prior full length, maybe even better with a few more listens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standout Tracks:&lt;/strong&gt; Betrayer, Let Me Sink, Suffer to Return Harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6686678696914465655?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6686678696914465655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6686678696914465655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6686678696914465655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6686678696914465655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/terror-damed-shamed.html' title='Terror - The Damed, The Shamed.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SFEtXBXZXPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCc-sKZ0DbI/s72-c/AL_325-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6124460469539646993</id><published>2008-06-11T09:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:02:39.449-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Obama.</title><content type='html'>I'm really reluctant to post my personal opinions on politics in any public forum, mostly due to my painfully average amount of knowledge on the specifics, details, and in this case, the candidates running. However, on the contrary, now more than ever it's becoming easier for the average &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;American &lt;/span&gt;to vote if they just put forth the effort to do so. Sure there will always be issues for the advanced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intellectuals&lt;/span&gt; to mull over, and certain topics are more important to others, but what I see it coming down to in this upcoming election is: Past vs. Future, Change vs. Stagnation. The common &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cynic&lt;/span&gt; and disillusioned would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;argue&lt;/span&gt; "It doesn't matter whose president, etc etc" but unless you're doing something more than sounding smart, it makes sense to me to choose the person who best represents what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a recent article was brought to my intention regarding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Barack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; run for the White House and the obstacle of race. I have to say it's the single most frustrating aspect of the election thus far for me. The fact that it's even an issue, much less the quotes that are coming out of some peoples' mouths, illustrate the proof that American is stuck in a bullshit traditionalist time warp, and we need to catch up with the rest of the world culturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a pipe dream to imagine race will have &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; bearing on the election whatsoever, but come on, some of the things people are saying make me want to bang my head against a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quotes from the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''I don't think our country is ready for a black president&lt;/strong&gt;,'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Susick&lt;/span&gt;, who is white, said in an interview in the paint store where she works. ''A black man is never going to win Pennsylvania.''&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Susick&lt;/span&gt; said her personal objection to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; is his inexperience, not his color. &lt;strong&gt;''It has nothing to do with race,&lt;/strong&gt;'' she said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradict yourself much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''His middle name bothers me a lot.'' That name is Hussein.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; fucking grade? Now we're voting based on people's middle names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''To me, it was almost a code,'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Akers&lt;/span&gt; said. '''He doesn't wear a flag pin.' It seemed like code for 'He's not one of us.'''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yerrr&lt;/span&gt; see. Git to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wearrr&lt;/span&gt; yer flag pin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;udderwise&lt;/span&gt; it ain't '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;merican&lt;/span&gt;-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dixie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Pebley&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Johnstown&lt;/span&gt;, 71, explained her distaste for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;, saying, ''black doesn't bother me, but Muslim does.'' When reminded that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; is a Christian, she conceded the point, but added: ''He was born Muslim and raised Muslim, that's enough for me. He just scares me to death.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if the Bush administration succeeded at nothing else they were successful in implanting the fear post 9/11 and obviously it's still prevalent. People like to be afraid it seems. Of course the subject of "young voters" has been highly contested over the last few elections but I can't seem to think of a time in history where it hasn't been more important for them (us) to step up. Everyone quoted is over 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the article in full: &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/washington/AP-Obama-Race.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/washington/AP-Obama-Race.html?_r=1&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;oref&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;slogin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6124460469539646993?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6124460469539646993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6124460469539646993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6124460469539646993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6124460469539646993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/obama.html' title='Obama.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-1766800893010210508</id><published>2008-06-09T09:18:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:50:43.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Alive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yankees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>BIG POST. Yankees Game/It's Alive 1st Review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Yankee game of the season was witnessed yesterday, and hopefully it won't be the last in the house that Ruth built, as there are only 49 games left (according to the metlife countdown sign) at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braving the sweltering heat, but also lucking out with seats under the canopy created by the upper deck, I had the chance to watch Joba make his 2nd start, and saw my boy Giambi blast his 14th of the season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;New joint. 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209872591787487954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SE0vhOaJctI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nS46XFm3hoQ/s320/IMG00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All in all, great game. Could've been more hits but this isn't basketball so I'll take the score. 6-3 Yankee win keeps my streak alive of never attending a Yankee game that resulted in a loss. This one brings the total to 7. Like I said, homers by Giambi, as well as Abreu. Johnny Damon kept his fire in the heat rocking a triple as well. This was also the first time I've got to see Mariano close. The Enter Sandman intro is so dramatic with the fans it reminded me of a WWF(e) event. He killed it as expected&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A-Rod. Sorry no zoom on the Sidekick camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209873880801188994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SE0wsQW9nII/AAAAAAAAAF0/GlL3lvbBmMQ/s320/IMG00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Acknowledging victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209874221923232930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SE0xAHIy7KI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xTdI1S8Dma0/s320/IMG00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's Alive's first review is up on the net!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.hardtimes.ca/"&gt;Hard Times&lt;/a&gt; for other hardcore related news and media.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name of Patient::&lt;br /&gt;It's Alive&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth::&lt;br /&gt;05/2008&lt;br /&gt;Region and Country of Origin::&lt;br /&gt;Albany, NY, USA&lt;br /&gt;Height:&lt;br /&gt;It's Alive have been brewing up a NYHC storm since 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Weight:&lt;br /&gt;This is the band's first demo, but make no mistake; the guys have done their time.&lt;br /&gt;Significant Findings:&lt;br /&gt;To say Upstate, NY hardcore influenced my lifestyle and values for a number of years would be an understatement. Albany especially. Of course every dog has its day though, and the hotbed status of Albany and its surrounding small towns has convincingly been seized by other areas, notably Boston (Bridge 9) and Philadelphia (Deathwish, Inc.). As much as I wish bands like One King Down, Wrath, Section 8, Cutthroat, and Another Victim were still playing weekends either Upstate or even farther up into Canada like I fondly remember, I'm realistic that kids these days don't seem to have an ear for the more metallic, edgy hardcore of the 90's. Finger-pointing has taken a backseat to two-stepping, if I could put it so eloquently. But who am I to complain? I had my fun as a hardcore kid, now the youth of today should have theirs. I find it both rare and intriguing, then, that a band of veritable veterans like It's Alive, whose rhythm section is comprised of Bill Scoville and Derrick Van Wie, two standout musicians who played and toured on two of Albany's most well-known and classic hardcore records, "Bloodlust Revenge" and "God Loves, Man Kills," could generate some convincing-enough new material to fan the flames of discontent among current hardcore kids. I find it admirable to be perfectly honest. And the way they pull off the Madball/Maximum Penalty/Agnostic Front/Biohazard vibe is just ruthless. Jesus, they sound ten times more hardcore than that new NYC supergroup, Bloodclot, and I doubt any of these guys have been through half of what the fully-sleeved lifers in John Joseph's new concoction have been. It's Alive even comes across sounding like "Ill Blood"-era No Warning at times which, as much as readers will cringe due to their controversial follow-up record "Suffer, Survive" (which was incredibly, by the way), is a straight-faced compliment. It's Alive vocalist Kyle Chard rips holes through the listener's ears, sounding like Mike DC from Damnation AD if he were to scream even less in key. So make no mistake, It's Alive isn't just a couple of old dudes looking for an excuse to sell merch. I don't even see t-shirts for sale on their Myspace page. This is abrasive, rough-around-the-edges, and hardcore through and through. Albany HC lives to see another day.&lt;br /&gt;Possible Diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;While the band's name could almost be a metaphoric proclamation for the Albany hardcore scene itself, rather than a dying breath from the carcass of the once-central Albany hardcore scene, "Only Death Will Deliver" is fresh and new. Bitter, sure, but what hardcore kid over the age of 25 isn't? If the goal of It's Alive is to be signed and exposed to larger audiences, then so shall it be, as "Only Death Will Deliver" is not the sound of an unsigned band.&lt;br /&gt;recomendation::&lt;br /&gt;It's Alive delivers punchy, effective hardcore which reverently bridges the gap between the timeless NYHC sound and the much-missed but not forgotten metallic hardcore Albany scene of the 90's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Siked! Thanks to Canada for the kind words. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/itsaliveson"&gt;It's Alive.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-1766800893010210508?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/1766800893010210508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=1766800893010210508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1766800893010210508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1766800893010210508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-post-yankees-gameits-alive-1st.html' title='BIG POST. Yankees Game/It&apos;s Alive 1st Review.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SE0vhOaJctI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nS46XFm3hoQ/s72-c/IMG00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-6002898236073850659</id><published>2008-06-05T17:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:20:55.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hardcore'/><title type='text'>NYHC live sets.</title><content type='html'>This is my first post from my phone which would account for the lack of cool pictures. Anyways, I stumbled on this link while beefing up my NYHC backlog and its got an assload of live sets ranging from '83 to '94 including everyone from Antidote to Breakdown to Quicksand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snagged the Antidote set from '84 at CB's and the quality is incredbile. Breakdown from WNYU in '94, ehh...not so much, still has the classic vibe though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.livewire-records.com/read.php?f=1&amp;amp;i=303170&amp;amp;t=303170"&gt;http://forums.livewire-records.com/read.php?f=1&amp;amp;i=303170&amp;amp;t=303170&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''I just want a life as one..Struggle to survive.'' - Antidote (Life as One)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-6002898236073850659?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/6002898236073850659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=6002898236073850659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6002898236073850659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/6002898236073850659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/nyhc-live-sets.html' title='NYHC live sets.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-8563230054735692643</id><published>2008-06-03T10:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:39:17.711-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><title type='text'>AZ - Undeniable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7rIuL-Yf54/R_7WBDLIqjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/I0O1pF2Lg00/s320/az-cvr[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7rIuL-Yf54/R_7WBDLIqjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/I0O1pF2Lg00/s320/az-cvr%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the latest effort from "fly-under-the-radar-emcee" No. 1 AZ. With close to a dozen albums under his belt, most people would recognize AZ from his spots on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Illmatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Since then he's stayed at work consistently putting out records demonstrating an undying flow and proving his place in the narrative aspect of hip-hop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The general consensus on this album after reading a few reviews is: great emcee, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sub par&lt;/span&gt; beats. I guess I can see where they're coming from. The second half of the album is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not as strong as the first, and there's some cheesy R&amp;amp;B laced choruses. But the verses and standout tracks are still there. What I really love about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AZ's&lt;/span&gt; records is that they're largely concise and to the point...a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;manageable&lt;/span&gt; amount of tracks and next to no "skits" or "interludes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standout tracks: The Game Don't Stop, Superstar, Life on the Line, Dead End &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1OO8F4FB"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-8563230054735692643?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/8563230054735692643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=8563230054735692643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8563230054735692643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/8563230054735692643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/az-undeniable.html' title='AZ - Undeniable'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7rIuL-Yf54/R_7WBDLIqjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/I0O1pF2Lg00/s72-c/az-cvr%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-1521720756728563820</id><published>2008-06-02T12:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:15:13.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Ikea.</title><content type='html'>I broke my &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt; cherry this weekend on a spontaneous trip with Derrick that we treated more like a drive to Saratoga or something than all the way down to New Jerus and back. I'm not keen on the phenomenon that is inexpensive modern furnishings, so it left me both impressed and mildly bewildered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207332883472807970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQpqvqbeCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Gs7GUp399vw/s320/IMG00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reality, furniture and shit to put in your house is pretty important unless you're one of my friends I guess. Still, I can't seem to wrap my head around an interior design and furniture market that warrants a store that shatters the size of my local Wal-Mart. I mean, a restaurant inside? Multi-level parking? It's my understanding that Ikea is the juggernaut of home furnishings on a global scale, and less so in the States because of places like Crate &amp;amp; Barrell, Pier One, and Target which have a safer, more conservative 'merican vibe to their collections. Yet the place a mammoth, and it's certainly easy to spend the American way while there. Derrick dropped some serious card on a few picture frames, two lamps, and an end table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207333132984596578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQp5RKrOGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/479pSyXRVR8/s320/IMG00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had my own digs I would've loved to have alot of things. I'm not so into the modern couches and chairs, but some of the lighting is sick. I actually debated buying &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/10053291"&gt;this light&lt;/a&gt;, but it was $50 I wasn't willing to spend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-1521720756728563820?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/1521720756728563820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=1521720756728563820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1521720756728563820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/1521720756728563820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/ikea.html' title='Ikea.'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQpqvqbeCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Gs7GUp399vw/s72-c/IMG00112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360976266763439777.post-5304569363912083571</id><published>2008-06-02T10:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:51:46.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mind'/><title type='text'>Reincarnage</title><content type='html'>This is a welcoming post to my new creative outlet &lt;strong&gt;Reincarnage&lt;/strong&gt;. This blog will mostly be about the bare bones aspects of my life: It's Alive, music, food, family, friends, humorous adventures, movies, expansive rants, and childhood nostalgia. Over the course of an indefinite time span in which this blog exists, I'll try to avoid the emerging cliches of blogs from individuals of my "demographic" (whatever the hell that is - oh, and not to say those cliches are necessarily bad, I probably enjoy most of them, just trying to put a unique spin on things), but I can't promise anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can eventually give you a reason for reading, let the games begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can only be myself, I'm sorry that's hell for you" -Ashlee Simpson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360976266763439777-5304569363912083571?l=reincarnage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/feeds/5304569363912083571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360976266763439777&amp;postID=5304569363912083571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5304569363912083571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360976266763439777/posts/default/5304569363912083571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reincarnage.blogspot.com/2008/06/reincarnage.html' title='Reincarnage'/><author><name>K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13736247875551955360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8WvmsvNsxJI/SEQX9ihZsSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gxnlVcN2hTs/S220/IMG00109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
