AC/DC, Whiskey, Songs I play after a few and 5 favorite movies from the past 5 years... aka... All sorts of lists

Someone in my apartment building is watching Star Wars on full volume with the windows open so if I seem distracted, I am. Though I can barely hear anything but the music, I’m trying to decipher which movie it is. I’ve ruled out the spinoffs, so no Rogue One or that dreadful, god-awful Solo movie; which I went into thinking “just don’t show me his childhood, the Kessel Run or the card game where he wins the Millennium Falcon.” Fuck, they ruined all his mythology… I’m guessing it’s not one of the prequels because… who the fuck watches those on full volume. You’d have to be shameless. I think I just heard Jabba the Hut pretty early on, so maybe Return of the Jedi? Shit… See, I’m already way off topic. I hate having ADHD (a byproduct of my Asperger’s).

So, last week I listed my favorite music videos and British TV shows. I know, random, right? Well, that’s how Asperger’s brains work. This week I have a few more random lists for you. Lists again? Yeah. Either that or rants about everything that’s wrong in the world today. What’s that? You want the lists, you say. Well, what might we have this week?

Top 5 favorite AC/DC songs

5) Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

4) Big Balls

3) Highway to Hell

2) T.NT.

1) Rock ‘n’ Roll Singer

Honorable mention: The Jack

I once wanted to be buried with a Gibson SG guitar (the type Angus played) with a headstone reading “It’s a long way to the top if you want to Rock ‘n’ Roll.” That’s how much I once loved AC/DC. I only love them slightly less now but would probably want to be buried with something sentimental like a letter from my wife and with some pretentious poetry quote like “Of life immense in passion, pulse, and power” on the gravestone. And yes, you will notice that my list only contains songs from the Bon Scott era. Well, as good as some of those Brian Johnson tunes were, his voice just doesn’t work for me. Had Bon not died while they were recording Back in Black, that likely would’ve placed 2 or 3 tunes on this list. Not sure anything could ever displace Rock ‘n’ Roll Singer or Big Balls as Rock ‘n’ Roll Singer is the official anthem of Bradley Wik and Big Balls, just come on. The fact that Bon Scott can pull off those 13 year old boy type lyrics with that much swagger, game fucking over. And who hasn’t pounded the bar and yelled those Oi’s at the top of their lungs during T.N.T.? Or wanted someone to take care of their Dirty Deeds, for a nominal fee, of course. Highway to Hell is just a perfect AC/DC song. Enough said.

As for the honorable mentions, The Jack was the 2nd song I ever learned how to play (Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door was the first). I probably listened to that song as much or more than any of the others as I tried to learn how to play blues guitar solos. I was actually pretty good for a bit and was invited to open jams when I was 16-17 where I would sit in with a bunch of 50 year old dudes and play some blues in exchange for beers they would sneak me during breaks. But, that was a long time ago and I wish I could still do that. Someday I’ll fire up The Jack and just riff for hours on end to resharpen these old, rusty fingers…

NEXT!

Top 5 songs I play when I break out the guitar after having a few (or a few too many)

5) I am a Cinematographer - Palace Brothers (aka Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy, aka Will Oldham)

4) Mellow My Mind - Neil Young

3) I am Scientist - Guided by Voices

2) Glenn Tipton - Sun Kil Moon

1) Say Yes - Elliott Smith

Almost every time I’m just playing in my bedroom for fun (and drinking), Say Yes and Glenn Tipton get busted out. Glenn Tipton is usually played second last and Say Yes is the final song of the evening. There’s something about the simplicity and beauty of those two songs that just feel like the right way to close out an evening. I’ve been playing them for years as final two and can’t imagine a song replacing one or both anytime soon. Via Chicago by Wilco came close for a couple years but eventually they won back out.

I am a Scientist has some of my favorite lyrics that hit home whenever I hear them. Lines like:

I am a scientist I seek to understand me

all of my impurities and secrets yet unknown…

and

I am a lost soul I shoot myself with Rock ‘n’ Roll

the hole I dig is bottomless but nothing else can set me free…

Oof. For most musicians, those probably hit a little too close to home. I always love how music can articulate your feelings to you better than you can for yourself. It’s magic.

I am a Cinematographer is a song that shouldn’t make you feel the way it does, but it does. It’s an acoustic gem from Will Oldham that features lines like:

I am a cinematographer

I walked away from New York City

I walked away from everything that’s good

I walked away from everything I leaned on

only to find it’s made of wood

Umm. That means something I guess but it certainly makes sense when you hear the song.

As for Mellow My Mind, I just love that tune. It’s from my favorite Neil Young record Tonight’s the Night. It’s just a wee bit too high for me to sing (same for Neil but he can pull it off with his Neil Young-ness) so I typically only try to sing it once I’ve had a few. Though he does drop this amazing line in the second verse:

Something so hard to find

a situation that can casualize your mind

Who hasn’t felt that before? Turns out a lot of the songs I love are about trying to find something, often peace of mind. Doesn’t come easily to me for sure. The Asperger’s and the ADHD certainly don’t help but being artist only further exacerbates those feelings. Oh well, on to the next list!

Top 5 favorite whiskeys

5) Booker’s Bourbon

4) Elijah Craig Bourbon

3) Knob Creek Bourbon

2) Glenmorangie Original 10 yr Scotch

1) Blanton’s Bourbon

Figured since I have podcast about drinking coming out soon, I’d do a list about drinking. I swear it will come out one day, but time doesn’t grow on trees and when I’m not playing shows I have to work so much harder to make up the money. Good thing the state of North Carolina is so generous with its fucking $120 a week in unemployment. Oh wait…

I thought I made this list once before but couldn’t find it. If I have and you know what my top 5 was then, post it in the comments as I’d be curious to see if it’s changed.

So, this was actually much tougher than I thought it would be. Hold on, like 25 cop cars and ambulances just went screaming past my apartment building…

OK, so apparently that was a parade… Umm, what kind of parade makes you think your town is under attack like it’s fucking Red Dawn or something? Well, back to the whiskey. I really struggled narrowing it down to 5 because it felt like there are a lot in the top 15 range that are all pretty close in my book. Blanton’s and Glenmorangie are kind of in their own league, far above the rest. Blanton’s just has everything I ever want in a bourbon and then feels like they just doubled all the awesomeness because they can. It’s deep, it’s rich and it’s so flavorful (and alcoholful, yep, just made that a word) that it’ll knock you on your ass; sometimes literally. Glenmorangie is the opposite. It’s so smooth and light but packs just as much flavor. It’s not a peaty scotch but just that beautiful sipping scotch that really opens up if you take a sip of water after each drink of it.

#3-5 were tough. I have about a dozen that could’ve made this list depending on the day but these are the ones I chose. Knob Creek feels pretty locked into the third spot and I don’t think I’m ever without a bottle of Elijah in the bar. #5 went to what I was feeling at the moment but could easily be Basil Hayden, Buffalo Trace, Woodford Reserve, etc. You get the idea.

Top 5 movies from the past 5 years

5) Mother!

4) Skyscraper

3) The Fate of the Furious

2) Get Out

1) Jojo Rabbit

Jojo Rabbit might be the best movie I’ve seen since The Artist. I know people hate on The Artist but I still think it’s a fantastic movie. I love movies about the people behind the art and their struggle; which is still what I think Mother! is about despite the claims it’s a biblical allegory. I see that argument but it makes more sense that it’s about one artists struggle to create art and his need to burn down his happiness and stability to create something great. I can get behind that thesis wholeheartedly. But back to Jojo. Jojo Rabbit is exactly what I thought it would be and yet so different from what I could have imagined it to be. That’s the perfect mix, in my opinion. Like the old cliche goes: I laughed, I cried and I love everything Taika Waititi touches; or something like that. I consider Jojo a must watch for all. Much like #2.

There’s not much that hasn’t already been said about Get Out, so I’ll simply say this: Get Out (and Jojo Rabbit, for that matter) is the type of movie that only come around once every 20 years or so. One so inventive in its storytelling, performances and direction that it’ll sustain us for the next 20 years until we get our next fix.

Fate and Skyscraper are like takeout pizza on a Friday night, though we know they’re not good for us, we can’t help but partake every month or so because they are so damn delicious and, let’s face it, we’re probably already a little drunk. The fact that the Rock is in both only makes it sweeter. Remember, if you can’t fix it with duct tape, you’re not using enough duct tape. That’s the kind of brilliant one liners you can expect from movies like Skyscraper…

Anyway, join me again next week as we’ll be doing something a little different then. I believe I have some tales from ol’ Bradley Wik’s life on tap. See you then. Also, feel free to comment and tell me how stupid/awesome my picks are and which are in your top 5 that I left out of mine.

some music for drunken fools such as i... aka come on a musical journey with me

Hello, friends. Fuck off, douches. And let's play some fucking music! I know I've been kind of a downer lately on here, so I'd like to rectify that by giving you the greatest gift of all, music. Maybe you know all these tunes, maybe you'll find something new, but either way let's go on this journey together. Literally, gonna just pull what I'm listening to in order as I write this. Here we go... (see Spotify playlist at bottom if you'd like to play along)

1. "TV Party" - Black Flag

I know, a drinking playlist and I opted for "TV Party" over "Six Pack," what the fuck? Well, honestly it's because I'm literally going to have a one-man TV Party later tonight. AS I MENTIONED RECENTLY, NewsRadio is online for the first time I've ever seen so I'm plowing through them all again in rapid succession. What a fucking joy to experience these for the, oh, I don't know, maybe 20th time but still. I'm loving every minute of it! But for now I have some pent up energy and need something to rock out to.

2. "Wish upon the Weather" - Altameda

This band is growing on me, hard. Just like my penis while watching Charlize Theron in "2 Days in the Valley." Someone recommended them like a year ago and I was tepid at best with my reaction. Like, look, we get it. Ryan Adams' "Gold" was a great album. But some of the lines in here "Maybe I lost the map, maybe I'm better off without it. Maybe everything I had, well, maybe I'm better off without that." Lord knows there's large parts of my life that I'd be better off without. Or would I? That's where music comes from, so I guess I'm better off with them. But they are why I drink too much and can't sleep some nights, so... But they allow me to continually write new music which brings me more joy than anything, so... Maybe... I don't know, but this is too deep for being only two bourbons in. Maybe I'm back to fuck you Altameda... Nah, this tune is too much fun. But these guys to remind me of another band that I can't quite think of...

3. "Woman in Rust" - Silver Torches

Just kidding, just remembered. These guys. It's a similar vibe I guess, I'm not sure why these two bands seem similar in my brain but they do. I think it's the way they make me feel. But this song is a perfect road trip song if you've got one coming up. Just smooth and pretty and gets you into another world for two and a half minutes.

4. "Tokyo Sunrise" - LP

Speaking of road trip songs. I once listened to this song for four hours straight on a trip coming back from Spokane, WA. It blew my mind and I couldn't get enough. The vocal is fucking insane. Just fucking insane. I had friends who claimed it had to be fake or "studio-ed" until they saw a live video and their minds blew. That voice coming from a tall, female, Bob Dylan-looking muthafucker? Unreal.

5. "The Professor & La Fille Danse - Live" - Damien Rice

While we're on the topic of great singers. All three times I've seen Damien are in my top 10 live shows of all-time. He's my favorite performer, outside of Bruce Springsteen, of course and whenever he is touring (rarely), I drop everything to go see him. I once rescheduled one of my own shows to go see him. He's that good.

6. "Brandy Alexander" - Feist

Since we're on the topic of great live performers, goddamn, what a talented woman. I can't help but play this song whenever I'm getting drunk. And being three or four bourbons in, it's time.

7. "I am a Scientist" - Guided by Voices

OK, it's officially time to get all existential and wonder how someone else wrote this song when it's so clearly about me. Robert Pollard and I may have more in common than I thought. When he says "I am a lost soul, I shoot myself with Rock N' Roll. The hole I dig is bottomless but nothing else can set me free..." Fuck.

8. "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue - Live" - Bob Dylan, duh

It's officially time to get transported back in time. Every time I hear this live version, I'm immediately back to being 16 and listening to this on repeat trying to figure out what the fuck is going on and how that harmonica part works so fucking well with this version of this song. I love everything about this song and this performance. It's everything I love about Bob in a nutshell. The 25 going on 60 voice, the elaborate, extended harmonica solos, the vague, poetic lyrics that really don't mean much apart from creating such a vivid world we get to live in for nearly six minutes, the bravado of the performance, especially considering he knew he was about to be booed soon during his electric set, but also the tenderness of the performance, which outshines anything that could be recorded in a studio. Mmm. It's such a delicious recipe. Thank you, Bob.

(dictated but not read)

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Upcoming show in Lebanon, OR on 11/18... aka the Bears still suck

Lord, thank you.  At least the Bears still suck...

 

GREEN BAY PACKERS WEEKLY RECAP:

 

We did it!  We really did it!  We won a game without our lord and saviour, Aaron Rodgers!  The defense stepped up huge and, naturally, won't get the credit it deserves since it seems Packers fans only love offense, though our last two Super Bowl wins have come on the backs of our defenses both times.  Yes, the offenses played well in them, and in XXXI, obviously, our special teams was off the fucking charts, but it was mostly our D that got us there.  Our special teams Sunday was, well, they were there too.  It's so tough to be on our third long snapper this season, which has to be some kind of record.  Of course, the injury bug, well, it's not exactly a bug anymore, it's probably best to call it the "Injury Shadow Monster" as it has been slowly taking over our players one by one FUCKING WILL BYERS STYLE, continues to ravage us, this week taking our top two running backs including our outstanding rookie Aaron Jones and Ty Montgomery after he made a great run.  Do not make a great play as a Green Bay Packer running back.  It seems to doom you the last couple years, suspiciously starting around the same time "Stranger Things" has been on the air...  Hmmm...

 

But, man, did Brett Hundley MAKE SOME FUCKING THROWS.  And, a flat out amazing catch on the other end of that throw by Davante Adams.  Although, it was very irritating that everyone seemed amazed by the fact he made that catch one-handed, but no one commented on the fact that the DB grabbed his other arm so he fucking had to catch it one-handed.  Anyhow, I'm so glad Ted Thompson (and me, as I totally called it and told everyone who would listen) doesn't listen to the fans and didn't even think of giving up on this kid a couple years back when he was struggling with foot and ankle injuries (which, his game is based on his ridiculously quick feet and great foot work/balance).  He's a borderline superstar and probably our most reliable WR, though I think Cobb could be more involved but that's just me.  And, Davante somehow has the cure for concussions in his blood.  I need some of that.  I've had two in the past year due to getting rear-ended while stopped at a red light.  Just sitting at red lights, FUCKING BOTH TIMES.  So aggravating.  Mine lasted over a month each, the second was almost two months.  Davante has a horrific hit to the head and is back to catch the game winner a week and a half later.  Magic.  I realize now that mine are worse because those were concussions #5 and #6 (that I know of) and, more importantly, my brain doesn't completely fit properly into my head making me more susceptible to it knocking into my skull and concussing me.  It's a long story but let's just say I had skull removal and skull reattachment surgery.

 

Sidenote:  how far we have fallen.  At the beginning of each season, I have my brother buy the nflsundayticket.tv package ($100 for a student, $300 for a regular ass adult like me) for me.  Normally, the Packers only have a handful of games not on national television.  Starting a couple weeks ago, when, oh, I don't remember, but something happened and our great and fearless leader, a one, Mr. Aaron Rodgers somehow got hurt (I can't remember who did that to him.  Oh, wait, of course I fucking remember who did this one to him, Mr., nope, not fucking "Mr.," I'll call you Tony Barr.  I even had a good cheer to myself earlier this season when Shea McClellin went on IR...  I know, it's horrible to cheer injuries but that one was even more egregious than Tony Barr's hit.  Fuck 'em both...), we all knew our national television games were over.  I'm so glad my brother can hook me up with a cheap Sunday Ticket package, otherwise I'd be back to spending $50-70 per game at one of the local Packers bars, probably Corbett's Fish House, and hoping they cleaned the grill enough after cooking the shrimp so I don't get sick again.  I don't hold it against them.  How could they know I have a shellfish allergy?  Plus, their perch is so fucking tasty...  Mmmm, perch...  Wait, what was I talking about?


THIS WEEK IN MUSIC:

 

This week, on Saturday November 18th at 8pm, I will be playing my first show in over a year at Conversion Brewing in Lebanon, OR.  It's not a big show and I will be playing it as a duo, not a full band, with Brianne Kathleen assisting me on vocals but I couldn't be more excited.  After all the drama (fights, screaming matches, near lawsuits, sexism, pure insanity and, unfortunately I'm not kidding, deaths) and delays and delays and delays and, yep, you guessed it, more delays, I'm so excited to play again.  I'll definitely be touring soon, but I haven't decided where and when quite yet.  Honestly, a lot of that went out the window when I lost the last 2 months (and wasn't sure how much longer so I couldn't schedule anything) before the album release due to, yep, you guessed it, a concussion.  I'm so glad to have put that behind me but man did it fuck shit up for me.

 

For once, it's been a good week for me, mentally and emotionally.  The discovery of Kava has certainly helped.  But, aside from that things just seem like they're going to be OK.  Not good, but OK and that's better than it's been in a while so I'll take it.  Unfortunately, over the weekend I suffered a minor setback that threw me into a tailspin but it was nothing a trip to Music Millennium couldn't fix.  I found a vinyl copy of an album that has helped me through some (mostly self-inflicted) emotionally dire times:  "Bee Thousand" by Guided by Voices.  For those unaware of this band, I WROTE ABOUT THEM A LONG TIME AGO while going through, or possibly right after a breakup (I can't remember).  For those who didn't read my 3-4 times-a-year blog (bradleywik.blogspot.com) back then, I'll get you up to speed.

 

Guided by Voices is an acquired taste.  I was talking with my brother recently and compared them to drinking Campari, on the rocks, the only way to drink that shit.  Zissou fans get it.  To give you another idea of their strange, beautiful, amazing, heart-string (as if there were such a thing) tugging music, the best song on "Bee Thousand" is called "TRACTOR RAPE CHAIN."  It's a lament surrounding a diminishing relationship that has dissolved because of mistrust.  A place we've all been.  Well, hopefully, some of you haven't because IT FUCKING SUCKS.  But, Mr. Robert Pollard nails the hurt and paranoia and the (mostly) self-inflicted mental and emotional chaos that can ensue.  My other favorite song on the album is, for reasons unknown, but I continually wake with this song kicking in my head, "THE GOLDHEART MOUNTAINTOP QUEEN DIRECTORY."  Yep, it's that kind of band.  They have a song called "KICKER OF ELVES."  Seriously.  So, I'll pass along the same advice I gave to my brother upon his introduction to this band:  sit and listen to the album as a whole and listen to it at least twice.  Don't put it on while you're at work or jogging or doing laundry or whatever, just sit and listen to it (an odd concept these days, I know.  I might be the only one I know who dedicates hours and hours per week to just listen to music.  It's fucking art people, and you shouldn't devalue it.  Sorry, don't want to get to far up onto my soapbox).  I wasn't sure what I was getting into myself all those years ago, but I remember being slightly confused until subsequent listens, in which, I fell in love.  So, fire up the Spotify, Google, Apple Music, iTunes, Napster, Rhapsody (god, it's easy to listen to music for nothing or almost nothing these days...  Sorry, getting back down, again...) and look up "Bee Thousand" by Guided by Voices.  You won't be disappointed; unless you take my advice in extremely high regard, have a listen and really don't like them, in which case, you might be.  But, I can't help that, so fuck it.

 

My advice this week is to live free or die hard...  Just kidding, that movie sucked.