Comments on: A Haiku, Seattle University, and a Whale's Tale from Portland http://mikevitalemusic.com/2009/03/12/a-haiku-seattle-university-and-a-whales-tale-from-portland/ I make things. Enjoy. Mon, 20 Jun 2011 19:43:06 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Mike Vitale http://mikevitalemusic.com/2009/03/12/a-haiku-seattle-university-and-a-whales-tale-from-portland/comment-page-1/#comment-8 Mike Vitale Thu, 15 Oct 2009 18:13:34 +0000 http://mikevitale.wordpress.com/?p=80#comment-8 Hey Patricia, Thanks for stopping by and having a read. I appreciate it. :) I'm a bit of an adolescent (and when I say that, I mean that at times, I have the complex and charming humor of a 13 year old... which I'm sure you gathered from the word "adolescent"), so when people tell me about how they blew up a dead-beached carcass of a whale with dynamite, I find that pretty funny (if not amazing)... whether it be leaving fake poop on a person's pillow, convincing a total stranger that a couple of radio towers off in the distance are a hub for all baby monitors in America, or just flatulence in general; I'm easy to please (some of that was a lie... I'll leave it up to you to figure out what). To me, the video footage was actually a complex set of emotional stimuli/response. At first, I was laughing hysterically at the rainforest condensation of blubber coming down on people after they blew up a whale, but then... I saw the footage of the car that a large piece of whale chub smashed, and realized that perhaps my sense of humor was a bit misplaced as people could get hurt from making one big party around blowing up a dead whale. That's brilliant reporting. I laughed, I cried, and then I laughed some more. People are amazing, speaking of which: Let me just tell you, Greg Holden has broadened my view on brilliance. I just met him Monday night. The dude is amazing (not to mention his music). So, here we are playing a set at Room 5 in Los Angeles (songwriter in the round style). He prefaces one of his first tunes with a vignette on how this song is about a whore/slut (which evoked that teenager laugh of mine in the seat next to him). He then starts playing this perfectly charming and beautiful love song that would make any straight man gay (or perhaps vice versa too... and God knows what happens to the ladies), singing with the grace of a professional ballet dancer performing at the Lincoln Center. Midway through the song, he says over music, "perhaps she wasn't much of a whore after all." The crowd starts laughing hysterically and then falls to a hush, right back in love with the song he's performing. Charming, talented, and funny with just the right dash of crass; I'm sad that we don't live closer to one another. He's my favorite people and I'm sure we would make great friends. Hey Patricia,

Thanks for stopping by and having a read. I appreciate it. :)

I’m a bit of an adolescent (and when I say that, I mean that at times, I have the complex and charming humor of a 13 year old… which I’m sure you gathered from the word “adolescent”), so when people tell me about how they blew up a dead-beached carcass of a whale with dynamite, I find that pretty funny (if not amazing)… whether it be leaving fake poop on a person’s pillow, convincing a total stranger that a couple of radio towers off in the distance are a hub for all baby monitors in America, or just flatulence in general; I’m easy to please (some of that was a lie… I’ll leave it up to you to figure out what).

To me, the video footage was actually a complex set of emotional stimuli/response. At first, I was laughing hysterically at the rainforest condensation of blubber coming down on people after they blew up a whale, but then… I saw the footage of the car that a large piece of whale chub smashed, and realized that perhaps my sense of humor was a bit misplaced as people could get hurt from making one big party around blowing up a dead whale. That’s brilliant reporting. I laughed, I cried, and then I laughed some more. People are amazing, speaking of which:

Let me just tell you, Greg Holden has broadened my view on brilliance. I just met him Monday night. The dude is amazing (not to mention his music). So, here we are playing a set at Room 5 in Los Angeles (songwriter in the round style). He prefaces one of his first tunes with a vignette on how this song is about a whore/slut (which evoked that teenager laugh of mine in the seat next to him). He then starts playing this perfectly charming and beautiful love song that would make any straight man gay (or perhaps vice versa too… and God knows what happens to the ladies), singing with the grace of a professional ballet dancer performing at the Lincoln Center. Midway through the song, he says over music, “perhaps she wasn’t much of a whore after all.” The crowd starts laughing hysterically and then falls to a hush, right back in love with the song he’s performing. Charming, talented, and funny with just the right dash of crass; I’m sad that we don’t live closer to one another. He’s my favorite people and I’m sure we would make great friends.

]]> By: Patricia http://mikevitalemusic.com/2009/03/12/a-haiku-seattle-university-and-a-whales-tale-from-portland/comment-page-1/#comment-7 Patricia Thu, 15 Oct 2009 15:12:27 +0000 http://mikevitale.wordpress.com/?p=80#comment-7 Yep. The reporter wrote a book about it many years later called... It was quite the thing in Oregon at the time, making St Helens eruption ten years later something of an anticlimax. Well, not really. Got here by way of Greg Holden, who helped me out when he was still working in the beautiful box of light on Regent Street a year ago :) Yep. The reporter wrote a book about it many years later called… It was quite the thing in Oregon at the time, making St Helens eruption ten years later something of an anticlimax. Well, not really.

Got here by way of Greg Holden, who helped me out when he was still working in the beautiful box of light on Regent Street a year ago :)

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