Archive for March, 2002

  • Rob Spectre
  • 31
  • Mar
  • 02

I received probably the greatest compliment ever today. As the final day of my Spring Break at home, my mother and I determined it would be a great day to try to do something formulatively family-like and head to Wichita. I have a cousin apparently borrowing some of Vick’s prom dresses and as her family lives in Haysville (a suburb of Wichita), we made their house the first stop of the day. My uncle was very pleased to see me, a fellow guitar player, and in the first few moments of pleasantries he says, “You *look* like a rockstar.”

*What?* I look like a *what*? A… a… Rockstar?! To be honest, I didn’t really listen to a damn word he said after that. I have been hung up on it all day. It made the whole trip down here worth it.

Sadly, I have to announce to all concerned that after much careful thought and consideration after her latest single release “Be Not Nobody,” my fiance Vanessa and I must part ways. I simply cannot, in good academic conscience, marry a woman deliberately employing double negatives for commercial gain.

But, this news should not come as any tragic consequence, as it gives way to announce my new intent to marry recording artist Michelle Branch. Upon discovery of her possession of both lovely red hair *and* moderate rocking capabilities, it took mere moments of consideration to identify her as an appropriate companion for now and forever. And if anyone would kindly deliver me her phone number so I can inform her of such intent, our future children would be most thankful.

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  • Rob Spectre
  • 30
  • Mar
  • 02

Spring Break is winding down. Mine has been dull and wholly unproductive. I am very much ready to get back to school and get to recording some of the riffs I worked up idly over time. Additionally, the official word on the Shaft will get established. My personal goal is to have a gameplan and word out to you guys by this time next week. A couple different options, though few and limited, are being considered. After the response to the record (still selling every week despite a complete lack of promotion), I think any efforts we do have will be very well-received and hopefully set us up for a successful summer and fall. Any time a record company would like to pick us up would be nice. Hear me? I’m currently engaged to recording artist Vanessa Carlton! Doesn’t that count for anything?!

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  • Rob Spectre
  • 29
  • Mar
  • 02

Recommended listening: “Gulf War Song” by Moxy Fruvous

In the wee hours of today, the Butcher from Beirut ordered an invasion of the Palestinian Authority, effectively putting Arafat under house arrest. Scared? You bet I am.

Not even a day since I discussed my fear of the massive West vs. Muslim war that seems to be hurtling our way with my grandfather, it seems a very deliberate step towards that end was taken. I know a lot of people who are convinced a draft isn’t possible, but most of those people aren’t strapping single young men of ripe Selective Servicable age.

Me and Lando already have the gameplan laid out. Bolting for Canada the second one of our names come up. The infamous Mr. “Bennie” Hill asked me once in high school, “You mean to tell me Rob that if your country asked for to defend it you wouldn’t?”

He looked at me with total disbelief, as though I was some sort of monster he had heard legends about, but never saw in person. He called me a traitor and said he “couldn’t believe that” when I gave him my answer.

History would seem to agree with me, Mr. Hill. I’m not going to kill for some unelected white guy’s war.

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  • Rob Spectre
  • 28
  • Mar
  • 02

My grandfather, it should be mentioned, is the single coolest man alive. Men all around this great world are all scrambling to even become comparable in levels of coolness with him. But, no matter how good I get at playing guitar, the jokes I learn, or sideburns I grow, all the waitresses *still* flirt with him instead of me! You know how embarrassing it is to get out-moved by a 60+ year old?

But that aside, I visited him and my grandma today like I always do when I’m in town. My Grandpa is a great showman and a really reasonably good guitar player, an example I desperately attempt to follow any time I pick up my guitar around people. He got a truly sonorous old Western voice; an instrument honed at the expense of many a young lady’s heart I’m sure. And a guitar sound that has the tone and quality one can only expect from years upon years of experience. A truly good musician.

But, what got me today was talking to him about the world. A greater influence on my personal political views than I realized until today, he is a liberal by strict common sense (“I’m a Democrat because it always seemed like I was working when a Democrat was President”). He has a deep love for different music, different viewpoints, and most of all, talking to different kinds of people. But he said one thing today that I believe was the most common sense political statement I’ve heard. Not a political man or one to keep up with the news, the thing that baffled him most was, in paraphrase, “I can’t understand why they [the US government] won’t stop doin’ whatever it is that pissed them Mooslims off so much.”

I don’t understand either Grandpa.

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  • Rob Spectre
  • 27
  • Mar
  • 02

Though I talk a big game, I know she knows she’s winning.

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