tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22180529327860448302024-03-05T13:56:52.825-05:00Jeremy's BlogJeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.comBlogger259125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-57369599905882343152014-03-16T20:48:00.000-04:002019-02-22T11:49:41.088-05:00Death--Album Review...For the Whole World To See <br />
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This debut album from Detroit rockers Death is an excellent example of great modern garage music, but with a retro 1970s tinge, and there's a reason for that. The album was originally recorded in 1975. Death was a trio of African American brothers who were inspired to start playing rock after seeing a rock and roll concert (accounts differ as to whether it was Alice Cooper, the Stooges, or Grand Funk Railroad). Defying conventions of the day, these boys wanted to rock, and rock hard. The brothers were noticed by Columbia and Clive Davis who brought them into the studio to begin recording an album. It seems Clive liked everything about them except for that grisly name. An uncompromising band, they were booted from the studio halfway through the album recording because they would not change their name (brother David was planning a whole rock opera centered around a positive view of death, and felt that their moniker was important). </div>
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The band pressed 500 copies of a single that they released before fading into obscurity, remembered only by the collectors who would feverishly bid on the precious pieces of wax online. Fast forward 30 odd years to a young son of one of the brothers hearing the single at a party. Recognizing his father's voice, he questioned his father about it and finally heard the story. A collector who had been obsessed with the vinyl single hooked the brothers up with Drag City. Fate and luck traveled a strange road and the whole original session was released this year. </div>
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The 7 song album boasts some incredible highs that carries it through some (very few) lows. The overall feel of the album is one of amped up adrenaline. The brother's instrumental skills are impressive, and their ferocity is stunning. The first tracks, “Keep on Knocking” and “Rock and Roll Victim” set an intense pace that the whole album follows except for the brief introspective interlude of “Let the World Turn,” which marks the resting phase of this short but intense album. The crowning achievement is the final track, “Politicians in My Eyes.” Although the album manages to display an incredibly prescient modernity throughout, this track feels like it could have been written and recorded just yesterday. The end of the track, with its fast paced, fever pitch instrumental jam will literally blow you away. The frantic whammy bar heavy guitar sections, the precise Dave Grohl-esque power drumming fight for and hold their own with a hurtling meteor of a bass line in “Politicians in Your Eyes” that leaves the listener gasping for breath. </div>
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Political, heartfelt, and deadly serious, Death firmly plants their footprint in the annals of rock. This album is well worth a listen and will most assuredly be a favorite in heavy rotation for anyone who great garage rock. Ultimately though the album creates a feeling of sadness. The contribution that Death could have made to rock and roll history had they reached higher levels of popularity cannot even be guessed, and the listener is left hungry for more. There may not be any new Death coming out, but thank the gods for this small blessing. Death's album, <span style="font-style: italic;">...For the Whole World to See</span>, is a crumb from the table of God that the angels of rock have sent.</div>
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Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-16331860849820434542014-03-14T05:53:00.000-04:002019-02-22T11:49:35.272-05:00In China!!!So we are finally in China! It has been a rough week but things are starting to look up. Today was filled with unpleasant medical tests but we did get to meet our boss who is super nice. We also finally got internet up and running. It is sporadic at best as many sites are blocked, but I will try to keep updating as we go along. Emily is sad because her mac cannot get on the interwebs here, so she will have to use my computer until we figure that out. The two of us have just started getting used to the time difference and hopefully have finished with the jet lag. Eating and shopping have been an adventure as everyone seems to know "Hello" and "bye bye" but that is about it. I brought waaaaay to much stuff, but it was freaky leaving our house, car, and rabbit at home so I overcompensated by bringing too much of the wrong things. I already wish I had more books! The kindle is nice, but I just can't get into it like I can a print book. The weather here is incredibly hot and humid, but everyone is very nice. I got a nice little fan shaped like a frog that keeps us nice and refreshed. We are debating setting up a common blog so that we don't repeat stories so I will let you know if that happens. No pics so far, but they will be forthcoming. Feel free to email us as we love hearing from people and miss everyone and everything. I got super exited on the bus today watching the Chinese version of American Idol when a contestant sang a Carrie Underwood song. I MUST be hurting for american culture :)<br />
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That's it for now, more when I have the chance.<br />
Love,<br />
JJJeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-71971594358955438242014-03-09T16:30:00.002-04:002019-02-22T11:49:43.646-05:00The PatternThe Pattern bays at this contentious continuum. How does that strike? An ashtray's spills, a bristled beard wiggles like fat on a ham. Your side machinery, your lifestyle, squashed beneath. "Tell me a story of Machine!" How does this characteristic choir crow groans? Why can't Space err? Death pretends to be Space. The buried slave, Machine, entrances Space, inside the radius innocence. What does it overcome? Should Death refrain from astronomy? And so, the Pattern begins:<br />
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An angel beseeches the Machine, "Cheat! Without Death!" Death propositions that the Machine should conquer Space, and thus overcome Death. Machine, Machine marches. The unimportant (?) daughter quizzes Death. The Machine maximizes its upgrade; an intervening engine smokes. The Pattern moans with another's mouth. The Ruler. The daughter engineers Machine around pleasing neighborhoods. Behind, Death breams with queries. Machine burns in jargon, flesh made metal made flesh. Death, rankled by Machine's laughter, disconnects the residents. Lying mathematics flash before the newly nearly realized crown. Death longs for advantage, for compound eyes. Machine cautions against it, but Death creates-and blinks millions. Machine envelops daughter, nesting within her sheer aura/electric electorate. The heroine sleeps. Death's compound eyes pass above below beside through and slides Machine outside the principle, pages and paper across the rift. The language degrades Machine. Why can't an amplifier moan? Inside Machine burns Death, yielding the freak. Machine gates the closet under an alternative diagram. Death sleeps in the explosion. Space decays. Compound eyes shatter shimmer shudder shift. Processors speculate into percentages, Machine unties and flies Death above the great sail. The daughter, the ruler, climbs the celestial sail to brush Death. Space debris covers it, boiling. Discharge swings disease sparks. Tunnels of flowers flow from daughter to Death to Daughter to death. Daughter carries death below, each step a signal, a code. Death ghost Machine, the two blows short of an overtone. An eternal feast awaits. Unified computer, death and Machine, export their sex poison with patience. Rolled into scrolls, radio beams send dreams of death of brigades and radiation. The heroine, the Daughter, the ruler flies. The existence wrongs the diagnosis. The leak is anarchy. The jerk rattles, the rattles slam, the slam slouches. Is the state's core Machine? And if Machine rephrases all despair, will it hack the death, the fear? Outside Daughter works Machine, transmitting death. The great skull roars, champions of death, knights of Panic. the new manifesto manifestation begins/awakens/yawns. Machine is the breath of death. Abuse crawls, Panic squirms and slithers, and Machine begins to starve. There is no longer Space. Machine motors/motions to it's queen-the Daughter, the sleeper, the ruler. An axis hardens. The virgin bays at death like a dog after a doe. Death coasts from the unfortunate Machine, burrowed and suffocated, propaganda and pride. Analysis will offend from exposure. A key geometry transforms columns and rows, X's and Y's. Daughter triumphant/vindicated/screaming. Death claws at the sleeper, the ruler, clambering and clutching each thorn into its dark cupboard. Weeping. And Death knows that tears are truth, and it retracts. Catches a questioning breath. Death coaxes/tempts the ruler, the sleeper. She spits upon Death, sizzles in the fires of sacrifice. Heat and fury consume Death and Daughter, caught in the molten metal middens of Machine. Explosion!!! Space expands, and the ruler sleeps. Death flies free, and the ruler sleeps. Machine begins to rebuild, and the ruler sleeps. The Pattern begins anew.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-85859943343707810292014-03-05T16:29:00.000-05:002014-03-05T16:30:01.620-05:00What I've Been Up ToI finally played at the open mic on Monday with my own brand of singer songwriter. It didn't win any contests but I got lots of nice feedback. I've been feeling inspired, mostly by Tom Ze and William Onyeabor. Watched a bunch of documentaries and have been writing and composing lots. One of my compositions is going to be on a cool Greensboro compilation called Do It Together #2. The first volume was great and had Heralding and Priapus and loads of good Greensboro bands. Emily turned me on to Tim Dorsey, a writer who is kind of similar to my beloved Carl Hiaasen. I'm also obsessed with José Martí. His <i>Versos Sencillos</i> is a beautiful book. Here is Verse V from the book:<br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">If you see a hill of foam</span></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">It is my poetry that you see:</span></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">My poetry is a mountain</span></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">And is also a feather fan.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">My poems are light green</span></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">And flaming red;</span></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">My poetry is a wounded deer</span></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Univers,Zurich BT;">Looking for the forest<u>'</u>s sanctuary.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: yellow;">My poems please the brave:</span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;">Which forges swords.</span></div>
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Gorgeous rigtht? I highly recommend this book. Emily and I are also trying to better our Spanish language skills in preparation for some trips we fantasize about. Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-13436253318066282162014-02-08T23:58:00.001-05:002014-02-08T23:58:40.702-05:00Souper Saturday!Emily and I went to a really fun soup festival in downtown Hartsville this morning. It was local restaurants, amateurs, and local civic groups that all made soup for a contest. You bought tickets and then got to go around and try all the soups. It was fun and we got to eat some awesome soups as well as meet more locals. I got my 12 string back from Frets and Necks too, which was repaired amazingly. They did a really awesome job and it was very affordable. Guitar repair/building is something I would love to get into and I am thinking of trying to apprentice there or something. Tomorrow I am going to go jam with some people in Florence.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-20613107640526713232014-02-08T07:51:00.001-05:002014-02-08T07:51:31.848-05:00FunkyEmily and I went to Columbia to see Gov't Mule and had a great time. We managed to eat some amazing Vietnamese food too. I have been doing my best with cooking but it is really crazy how wonderful a well prepared meal out can be. Especially with ingredients that you can't afford! The show was really fun and Warren Haynes killed it. Last night I met up with some people that I'm planning on jamming with. They all seemed nice and like maybe I would fit in more with them then with the open mic crowd. But whatevs. Seems to be difficult finding people to play with around here but I'm doing my best. Been working on some weird solo stuff too. Lots of reading and movies...Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-54705081690373492402014-01-31T01:44:00.001-05:002014-01-31T01:44:25.646-05:00Moon BearI'm obsessed with Moon Bears. And haiku. And Thurston Moore. I've also developed a taste for Japanese 60s-70s psychedelic rock. Fun fun fun. We celebrated Emily's 30th at Myrtle Beach at her friend Dottie's beach house. Dottie and Nataly were there, and we forced tons of seafood onto Emily. Meemaw loved the beach. She is like her old man. I may go back to school. It is possibly free. Can't beat that. Emily is enjoying her job and I am enjoying cooking and making big plans which probably will all fail and crumble. But it is fun to plan. We joined the YMCA. We haven't gone. Typical.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-26999373711477493962014-01-18T03:59:00.001-05:002014-01-18T03:59:14.266-05:00Emily's Birthday!So we have had out first week here in Hartsville. It's been pretty nice. Emily is settling into her job and I'm slowly and lazily unpacking. I've been preparing some fun meals and just kind of tootling along, lazily unpacking. Before we moved I sold a lot of my instruments, so it is nice to kind of look over what I'm left with and appreciate it anew. We attended a nice faculty art show the other evening and had some nice snacks and some really good punch, which Emily tends to appreciate. Today our friend Nataly came down to stay the night with us and tomorrow we are going to Myrtle Beach. It is Emily's birthday weekend so we are celebrating it by staying (for free!) with some friends whose parents own a beach house. It is a nice place and I look forward to it. We will try and show Nataly a little of the town tomorrow. We tried to hit up Hartsville nightlife, but it all closed pretty early. One place we did manage to stop at was a cool little wine/beer boutique place called Vintage. It seemed like a cool place to hang, and had a great assortment of good looking drinks.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-66697256552194773082014-01-11T00:33:00.000-05:002014-01-11T00:33:07.859-05:00In Hartsville!We made it! With amazing help from Mrs. Dottie, we finally got all of our stuff loaded and packed and made our way to SC. The house seems to be working out really nicely, and we have water, power and internet! Whoo hoo! We also have a new bed, which Emily, Weenie and Millie have all devoted themselves to studying in depth. It's been a hectic couple of days, but I think we are getting into a groove of sorts. Tomorrow we are hitting up a chili festival downtown and maybe even a pawn shop! Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-31826509366107113402014-01-02T22:11:00.000-05:002014-01-02T22:11:15.035-05:00Bored on the ComputerI've been busy sticking stuff up on craigslist/amazon/ebay all day. It's really boring. And it makes me feel like I haven't done anything. Listening to old 80s badass mixtapes. Also, I hate Ibanez hollowbodies, epiphone hollowbodies, and sx/offbrand hollowbodies. Why don't I learn?<br />
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http://www.ubu.com/sound/tellus_1.htmlJeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-56374737311806424422014-01-02T03:32:00.002-05:002014-01-02T03:32:29.774-05:00New Years!!!What a great year! And 2014 has mucho good times planned too! We are getting stuff packed, scheduling trucks, making endless trips to Goodwill and the ABC store (for boxes). Emily, Nataly and I all went to the AWESOME Mantras new years eve show at the blind tiger. They are by far my favorite band and it was an amazing show. I've added my December 2013 reading list to this blog. I plan on bringing the yearly list back. There are tons of great shows in 2014 that we are already planning for, and I also plan on being all up in that open mic in Hartsville ;)<br />
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December 2013 Reading List:<br />
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<li>Teranesia, by Greg Egan</li>
<li>Berserker Man, by Fred Saberhagen</li>
<li>Living with the Dead, by Rock Scully and David Dalton</li>
<li>The Absolutely True Diary of a Part Time Indian, by Sherman Alexie</li>
<li>Tunnel in the Sky, by Robert Heinlein</li>
<li>Space Cadet, by Robert Heinlein</li>
<li>Bad Monkey, by Carl Hiassen</li>
<li>Moreta: Dragonlady of Pern, by Anne McCaffrey</li>
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Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-25612285715677590212013-12-25T23:53:00.001-05:002013-12-25T23:53:50.130-05:00Christmas!What an awesome Christmas! Anna and Mitch came to visit and brought all the younguns. It was so nice to see them and spend time together. They are in town for a few more days and have hopefully recovered from the Christmas Eve chili I gave them. Emily and I woke up and had some coffee and exchanged some small gifts (well, a cast iron skillet isn't really small!) and just hung out with the animals. Emily made her famous crock pot bbq pulled pork and it was delicious. We have decided to become health food nuts after such a meat filled christmas. Now to get ready to move.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-90819305028817835662013-12-17T22:52:00.001-05:002013-12-17T22:52:33.274-05:00Nice DayI met up with a friend of mine, Mr. Mattford, today to have a cup of coffee. For whatever reason we haven't seen each other in a while. That kind of sucked. So it was nice to catch up. We had coffee at Coffeeology and then he accompanied me to Maya to sell some books. I've been trying to downsize before the move. We were there for a bit and then were met by Emily and Nataly as they got off work. The four of us decided that it was a good time for dinner/breakfast at Best Diner. After gorging we all went our separate ways. I got home and struggled with a stupid D&D story I'm working on. I was distracted by the facebook, seeing that the keyboard player for the Mantras was jamming at sessions. Emily and I went to see them and work on crafts and write. She forgot crafting stuff, and my computer decided not to work, so instead we had a cherry latte, and a Sacred Cow chai milk stout (very tasty). The end. Tomorrow is also going to be fun, but I'm not sure what will happen yet.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-70898294274899662582013-12-10T00:32:00.002-05:002013-12-10T00:32:48.216-05:00More FortunesI spent the whole day packing for the move. Sorting and trashing, packing and stacking. It was quite boring. Only large amounts of coffee and a La Bamba dinner helped me make it through the day. I keep coming across these fortune cookies, and I'm gonna keep putting them up!<br />
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"Doing what you like is freedom. Liking what you do is happiness."</div>
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"When you awaken tomorrow, solutions to your problems will become clear."</div>
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Sooo. The first one I have no idea about. I totes agree with the second one. And hopefully the third will be true. That's it.</div>
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"A thing of great beauty will bring you great joy."</div>
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"You will spend old age in comfort and material wealth."</div>
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"Half of being smart is knowing what you are dumb about."</div>
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"You find beauty in ordinary things, do not lose this ability."</div>
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"Good timber does not grow with ease; the stronger the wind, the stronger the trees."</div>
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"Good things are being said about you."</div>
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"Disregard last fortune."</div>
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Take what you want from it. I love the little buggers. I asked Emily if she had anything to say about moving and she replied, "AAAAACCCKKKK!!!!."</div>
Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-66032829739769224512013-12-06T20:58:00.001-05:002013-12-06T20:58:31.635-05:00House HuntingEmily and I drove down to Hartsville today to look for houses. We saw some nice ones and some REALLY skeezy ones. It basically boiled down to two houses: One is really nice, and would be really comfortable to live in but is at the top of our price range. If we got the nicer house we would need to try and find another car at some point because of distance, and it would limit our money for doing other things. BUT. -It was VERY nice. For the price I don't think you could beat it, and it had an amazing kitchen. The second house is a LOT cheaper, is basically across the street from Emily's library and not really that nice. There is old carpet and it just looks rough. The neighborhood is nice, but its really ugly (though livable). The bonus here is that we could keep just one car, work on paying off debt, put money towards the traveling that we want to do, save money for when/if we procreate, and it's very easy to bike to downtown (where I would try to find a job). We are a little exhausted with thinking about it, but hopefully we will come to a conclusion soon. If anyone has any thoughts feel free to comment!Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-72176987432155736912013-12-05T20:58:00.001-05:002013-12-05T20:58:10.736-05:00Driving and DeadTook Emily's mom to the DMV today to get her license plate renewed and pay off back taxes on her car. Listened to a lot of dead. It's funny because I feel like the Dave Picks series just started bc I can still listen to the first edition over and over, but really they came out when I was in China! It feels like we just got back, but really it has been years. I'm ready to make a new move. Tomorrow Emily and I are going to Hartsville to look for houses and I'm really excited about it. It seems promising. Emily got me some nice Blue Moon beer too. She's a sweetheart.Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-89811598459751419652013-12-04T23:07:00.001-05:002013-12-04T23:07:41.519-05:00Ugh. Starting Over.So. Life is change, but I'm bringing this back. Or at least I'm going to try to. I used to write blogs for this thing all of the time, but once I got back from China it just lost its appeal. I didn't even keep up with my booklist, which I'd done for YEARS! I've gutted the old posts and plan on doing more with this. Hopefully I will have some good updates soon.<br />
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I don't work at Starbucks anymore. I spent over a decade with that company, but circumstances made it necessary for me to start helping take care of my mother in law. She's doing well now, and soon Emily and I will be moving to Hartsville, SC. I've grown to feel like a true NC resident and I'm not sure I'm prepared for this move. Surprisingly I'm really excited about it. I think it's time for a pseudo new start and new horizons. <br />
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<li>Starfish, by Peter Watts</li>
<li>Lucifer's Hammer, by Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle</li>
<li>Chuck Klosterman on Media and Culture, by Chuck Klosterman</li>
<li>Chuck Klosterman on Film and Television, by Chuck Klosterman</li>
<li>The ABC Murders, by Agatha Christie</li>
<li>The High Window, by Raymond Chandler</li>
<li>Poodle Springs, by Raymond Chandler</li>
<li>Woman in the Dark, by Dashiell Hammett</li>
<li>The Thin Man. by Dashiell Hammett</li>
<li>Paladin of Souls, by Lois McMaster Bujold</li>
<li>Chuck Klosterman on Pop, by Chuck Klosterman</li>
<li>Neuromancer, by William Gibson</li>
<li>Gates of Fire, by Steven Pressfield</li>
<li>Drakas!, ed. by S.M. Stirling</li>
<li>The Andromeda Strain, by Michael Crichton</li>
<li>Searching for the Sound: My Life With the Grateful Dead, by Phil Lesh</li>
<li>Taking Punk to the Masses: From Nowhere to Nevermind, by Jacob McMurray</li>
<li>Tanner On Ice, by Lawrence Block</li>
<li>Pendulum, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>Mr. Majestyk, by Elmore Leonard</li>
<li>Malice Domestic Vol. 6, ed. by Anne Perry</li>
<li>Globalhead, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>Gladiator at Law, by Frederik Pohl and C.M. Kornbluth</li>
<li>This Immortal, by Roger Zelazny</li>
<li>Holy Fire, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>Islands in the Net, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>The Book of the Dun Cow, by Walter Wangerin Jr.</li>
<li>Slapstick, by Kurt Vonnegut</li>
<li>Heart of the Comet, by Gregory Benford and David Brin</li>
<li>Heavy Weather, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>Null-A Three. by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>Murasaki, ed. by Robert Silverberg</li>
<li>Crystal Express, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>A Good Old Fashioned Future, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>Zeitgeist, by Bruce Sterling</li>
<li>The X Factor, by Andre Norton</li>
<li>The Wizard of Linn, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>Mindship, by Gerard F. Conway</li>
<li>The Players of Null-A, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>Mr. Majestyk, by Elmore Leonard</li>
<li>The World of Null A, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>The Weapon Shops of Isher, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>The Changeling, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>Nebula Award Stories Nine, ed. by Kate Wilhelm</li>
<li>The Far-Out Worlds of A.E. Van Vogt, by A.E. Van Vogt</li>
<li>1Q84, by Haruki Murakami</li>
<li>A Dance With Dragons, by George R.R. Martin</li>
<li>A Feast For Crows, by George R.R. Martin</li>
<li>Starfish, by Peter Watts</li>
<li>Lucifer's Hammer, by Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle</li>
<li>Chuck Klosterman on Media and Culture, by Chuck Klosterman</li>
<li>Chuck Klosterman on Film and Television, by Chuck Klosterman</li>
<li>The ABC Murders, by Agatha Christie</li>
</ul>
Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-65006262332477909232012-05-21T13:58:00.001-04:002019-02-22T11:49:41.922-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTpcuoqtbZkv_GIW1TvlZQGp81nEIUy1xxdH6cxB8TI8e-zWKIDNUQOcZTK0B6OXQOX6-QLLIRvILN7HcWU5PyZbh-yq3ehz12M1j3Fj_PghFITQ4pRrNQsA9eMzQ-5QEm_6840NtQdqk/s1600/Photo05211357-727370.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTpcuoqtbZkv_GIW1TvlZQGp81nEIUy1xxdH6cxB8TI8e-zWKIDNUQOcZTK0B6OXQOX6-QLLIRvILN7HcWU5PyZbh-yq3ehz12M1j3Fj_PghFITQ4pRrNQsA9eMzQ-5QEm_6840NtQdqk/s320/Photo05211357-727370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5745047585243017106" /></a></p>Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-53149421569264571992012-05-20T21:17:00.001-04:002019-02-22T11:49:40.255-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBaQnMsvsMzEr-IO_qkxH0D2pWKd1uYt55Ys071NHjFafjvpOY4IFhOuT6ucgkLyKpviRZZZblT_hhYlCeGhi8FNJ3M8TEvOxYwa0wzOUexPp-krEP9Epjv5f3pO_RkWw5L5dlTbgtG4/s1600/Photo05202115-727328.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBaQnMsvsMzEr-IO_qkxH0D2pWKd1uYt55Ys071NHjFafjvpOY4IFhOuT6ucgkLyKpviRZZZblT_hhYlCeGhi8FNJ3M8TEvOxYwa0wzOUexPp-krEP9Epjv5f3pO_RkWw5L5dlTbgtG4/s320/Photo05202115-727328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5744789458840040114" /></a></p>Etch a day 1Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-30892150159755622282012-04-16T09:49:00.001-04:002019-02-22T11:49:37.881-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVepmG-dWJi5GhOemLxg2nT55HC06RuVgZR2zPomd8Iy231riBxdNvJ6nuJlX5nxYxf8mz5YZbrErYPbMbzmh1Fk9C1I6PpZD9c8xA0qKHSmMBpJcR_wb864KjPD4iGMsCam5l06qvlQ4/s1600/Photo04160656-749830.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVepmG-dWJi5GhOemLxg2nT55HC06RuVgZR2zPomd8Iy231riBxdNvJ6nuJlX5nxYxf8mz5YZbrErYPbMbzmh1Fk9C1I6PpZD9c8xA0qKHSmMBpJcR_wb864KjPD4iGMsCam5l06qvlQ4/s320/Photo04160656-749830.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731995310686537378" /></a></p>Beautiful morning!Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-52534638380183531232012-04-01T16:08:00.001-04:002019-02-22T11:49:40.136-05:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhziaVENFkn7Z6Md5lUPUbSLVe-XAeyYNBq0H0R1VWO13xvtzOKVXu6hXE3CUqQQTr4XCvy9xBXix0TMejxckwv0bkFgUTPFh3UyN0l70FhgIjReQ2W5EuhZcMZs_zTN1Kbh-BLzOB2TyE/s1600/Photo04011549_1-799159.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhziaVENFkn7Z6Md5lUPUbSLVe-XAeyYNBq0H0R1VWO13xvtzOKVXu6hXE3CUqQQTr4XCvy9xBXix0TMejxckwv0bkFgUTPFh3UyN0l70FhgIjReQ2W5EuhZcMZs_zTN1Kbh-BLzOB2TyE/s320/Photo04011549_1-799159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5726526707861847010" /></a></p>Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-66591339926203338982012-02-09T16:21:00.002-05:002019-02-22T11:49:42.397-05:00Trails<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfIO814o-44sxc6pX0FBec7c6VADWj0SE14IgclV5h08XQrsE_NUysCaTfUGgFXaAUymje9me6wZyJCcy31G3y95q8e7o9XaXds30r1p_qgpZDzwp2TUd9iCg5dbnU7Ue29NxYgMeF9UQ/s1600/Photo02091620-765743.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfIO814o-44sxc6pX0FBec7c6VADWj0SE14IgclV5h08XQrsE_NUysCaTfUGgFXaAUymje9me6wZyJCcy31G3y95q8e7o9XaXds30r1p_qgpZDzwp2TUd9iCg5dbnU7Ue29NxYgMeF9UQ/s320/Photo02091620-765743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707249036462578834" border="0" /></a></p>Busy skyJeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218052932786044830.post-80391175371667312822012-02-08T23:57:00.002-05:002019-02-22T11:49:45.311-05:00Finally Done!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8sD0JxeYteD8IXGHJwsPKDzJz5wWxoLDwlZLMqWFNiV09plYlcgBwlsdR_Xq9JO1Bg2i7amvrmvCdbtR3IOMR_yqP0AZmhiRuhkhRLUaV1HDroY4m1QFNNaZSjGz5v_XUZpbAeRBfCBk/s1600/Photo02081523-735792.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8sD0JxeYteD8IXGHJwsPKDzJz5wWxoLDwlZLMqWFNiV09plYlcgBwlsdR_Xq9JO1Bg2i7amvrmvCdbtR3IOMR_yqP0AZmhiRuhkhRLUaV1HDroY4m1QFNNaZSjGz5v_XUZpbAeRBfCBk/s320/Photo02081523-735792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706995503226083410" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">I finally finished my guitar project. <br /></p><p class="mobile-photo">My friend asked how it sounded, and my response was, "Like cheap parts put together by and amateur." And that's the truth. I tried my best to set it up, but some of the pre drilled holes were off kilter, and the pickup jack was already all bent out of shape. I'm not sure how much more effort I want to put into this, but it gave me a real idea of what it takes to assemble a guitar. Doing a setup is way more fun than building one. </p><p class="mobile-photo"><br /></p><p class="mobile-photo">In other news, I have been to some pretty great shows recently: Liturgy, Boombox, Mountain Goats, and Thurston Moore. I think Thurston's show was the best. Emily got me ticks for valentines day. School is going well and I have started recording some stuff on my computer at home. Also I'm taking guitar lessons. So far the status is: I suck. But hopefully I will get better. The End.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8sD0JxeYteD8IXGHJwsPKDzJz5wWxoLDwlZLMqWFNiV09plYlcgBwlsdR_Xq9JO1Bg2i7amvrmvCdbtR3IOMR_yqP0AZmhiRuhkhRLUaV1HDroY4m1QFNNaZSjGz5v_XUZpbAeRBfCBk/s1600/Photo02081523-735792.jpg"></a></p>Jeremiah Paddockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00380870796463178106noreply@blogger.com1