Women are the cows of people!

Ok, extremely offensive, but that has got to be one of the best lines every written for a tv show. It's exclaimed by Reese (Malcolm in the Middle) after learning that milk comes out of women's breasts.

restaurant ennui

For the past few days, circumstances have conspired, the planets have aligned, and I've been forced to eat out for either breakfast or lunch. For the past few days, circumstances have conspired, the planets have aligned, and I've gotten the absolute worst service at each of the different restaurants I've eaten at. Almost puts me off eating out. At restaurants. Crabby, inattentive wait staff and kitchen staff who haphazardly throw together meals without regard for even coming close to having the burger land on the bun. Must be a sign of the apocalypse.

finally

For fuckity fuck's sake, I think I've finally got Jon up on this blog thing. For reasons completely unknown to me, the invite worked this time, and he's currently being set up to be able to post here. Hooray! Look for a post from our man Trancy, aka Rocko, aka mixmaster Jonny D soon. What will he have to say? Who knows? I guess you'll just have to come back and find out!

no promises

Seems The Nancys can't get the blog thing working at all, aside from me finally being able to post. That's what I get for depending on a free service. I totally got what I paid for. The links for Jon to be able to post aren't working for whatever reason, and I'm pretty frustrated trying to get responses out of Blogger (as in, they just don't respond).

So no more promises as to when both of us will be making posts here on this page. For the moment, it's just me.

Jon is off at Ravinia watching Rufus Wainwright this evening. I'm not a huge fan of the Ravinia lawn anymore. I'd much rather be in the pavillion.

The Nancys are sort of in a holding pattern. Jon and I are both once again swamped with our respective day jobs, so it's been difficult if not impossible to do any band related stuff. During the early weeks of the summer, we were thinking of getting a guitar player for some live shows, and I would play drums. We put an ad out there, but didn't get any responses we were thrilled with. Then, I decided that if I'm going to be doing live shows with the Nancys, I'd much rather be playing guitar, even though it would take me a lot more work to prepare. Drums come much easier to me than guitar. We've been chatting casually with one particular drummer who expressed interest in playing with us, but haven't been able to set a time to get together. I know it's not going to happen this week, but maybe next. No promises. We're maintaining a completely flexible attitude.

Another chat Jon and I had via email a few weeks ago was starting to write songs for the third cd. I'd been noodling with a software synth, and I think that might be a big element of the new disk, as opposed to the zero synths on ...panic. How the hell did I produce a disk that didn't have any synths at all? I'm still pretty amazed at that. I love toying with synth sounds.

I do think this new one is going to have a more aggressive sound. I have this sound in my head that I think we can totally pull off. Jon's voice is well suited for the type of stuff I have floating in my brain.

This weekend I'll be attending a fab do at chez Jon. I'm putting together a set of photographs to display in their den. Wish us good party cheer.

and now...

So after all our bloggy trials, we decided to change it up...now both Jon and I will be posting here on the same page! Hooray! More Nancys ranting! I know you've missed us but now we're back.