The blue and white flicker

"He had a fist full of shells and no reason to die alone.. damn this hotel is a mess... Must of been a double murder suicide"

The other actor playing a forensic investigator takes off his shades, looks pensively at the crime scene, and says

"There was a fourth man at this scene Jon"

"How can you tell that K.C.? It doesn't look like any one else was here at the T.O.D."

The actor playing K.C. points to some fresh towels and an untouched dinner from the hotel

The actor playing K.C. Looks at the actor playing Jon and says

"Who knew room service could cost so much."

QUE THE WHO SONG "Teenage Wasteland"
I would love to say TV is awesome. But damnit if I can write a CSI opening it probably should not be on television. Give me more shows like The Wire.

On ze road.

SOME things to always keep in mind when touring:

Shower at every chance you get

Bring a book that makes you think.

Pack light wash often.

Change your socks and underwear REGULARLY!

Not every night is a fuckin party

Business first fun time later.

Wrap that rascal

Spend sometime everyday to collect your own thoughts.

Be a good guest at the house you are in crashing in.

DON'T BE A DICK TO THE SOUND GUY! EVEN WHEN HE/SHE IS A DICK!

DON'T BE A DICK TO ANOTHER BAND EVEN WHEN THEY ARE DICKS!

Be as shrewd as a serpent but gentle as a dove.

Pack your gear then press the flesh.

Drink tons of water and stretch constantly.

This is not a vacation. It is a traveling business. Treat it as such.

Always keep things light when they don't need to be heavy.

You can never listen to too many comedy acts in the van.

If you do the drugs don't bring it with you to the next town. It's not worth apologizing to to the Venues/Promoters/Manager/Fans/Band-mates why your band won't be playing the rest of your tour.

Don't be a whiner. 

Play every show and I mean EVERY SHOW like it is the last show of your life.

Your band-mates are your brothers/sisters and your fellow businessmen/women don't get the two roles confused...

Just some thoughts as I sit in Sacremento waiting for the venue to open.

The Art of Mediocrity

Coffee shops with cigarettes, free refills, daily gossip past gossip, go-sip-again, drag on the smoke, drag on the time, drag on... Future speak, big plans, big changes ahead, we had this talk last week. I had these thoughts last speech. Then it's quiet... Six chain-smoking friends with nothing to say. We all failed by not failing over and over again. We bare out teeth at self-improvement we get pissed at movement. We mock the doers and hate the shakers. We loath our lives but love ourselves and don't understand why we reach for another cigarette.

The Shake Weight.

Most people find this exercise device quite amusing and we all get the very clear sexual overtones. However if you could just look past the junior high humor for a moment you would see that the Shake Weight must of had one hell of a marketing team. On http://classic.cnbc.com the Shake Weight has reportedly sold over 2 million Shake Weights for women and 500,000 for men at $20.00 a pop that is a $45,000,000 gross!

For some reason I believe that two years ago there were like two douchie slimy marketing execs playing racquetball at the Brentwood Country Club coming off an all night coke binge at some party in west Hollywood. One of them turns to the other and says

"I'm telling you Brad there isn't a damn thing I can't sell I'm on fire brother ON FIRE WOOO!"

"You think you can sell anything J -Dawg?"

"Baby I'm John Mark. I can sell anything to anyone! I could get Ghandi to buy and M16. Hell I could upgrade him to get the damned grenade launcher attachment"

"All right J-Man I have a product for you"

"Hell yeah B-Rad feed the beast. FEED THE BEAST! WOOOO!"

And the rest is Shake Weight history... Seriously though the next time you see that commercial just think about how powerful marketing can be. 

Because I Said So

So here it is, a forum where my thoughts and experiences get digitized. The more and more I thought about what to call the blog "Because I Said So" stuck. We are a generation who fails to ask why. Because I said so seems to be enough for us. Don't get me wrong this blog is not solely for myself but it is for your sexy face. I am going to make observations state opinions and be wrong most of the time. My life is built on a pyre of misinformation and trivial facts my successes with discovering truths is ninety-nine percent of the time just saying "I don't know why. However I would love to hear your opinion." So here it is like every fun endeavor I have had in my life it starts without much fanfare just a simple spark. But this is just the beginning who knows where the hell this is gonna go. In flames or on fire it all burns beautifully...