Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Catching up...Race report - Cyclocross


Probably the best race on the calendar is the Turkey Trot. The course is well laid out, it is not far from home, it is in a city park, as opposed to the middle of nowhere, the turnout is usually great. The bummer is that it comes after the holiday where I have eaten and drank far too much. At this point I have zero fitness, fatherhood is taking its toll on me. But I still love cross so I will make it out, plus my buddy Bernard Georges is in town from Seattle so we get to race together. He decides to sign up for the big race...which means we will be racing alongside the pros and cat 1s. Oh well.

To say I am a bit sleep deprived is an understatement. Bernard and I did several warm-up laps. I think I crashed about 5 times. Cross is all about maximum effort and total concentration. If you are not paying attention you will surely hit the ground. Focus is the first thing to go when you are short of sleep!

Nothing really exciting to tell other then it was fast and hard for one hour. I only crashed in the race once but my brake was stuck on my front wheel so it was like resistance training. I can't complain about my results so it was fun.

This is a photo of one corner where there is a fast decent with a ton of sand/dust into a rutted 180 degree turn. I crashed here...this picture is of me keeping the rubber side down.

Remembering Bean


My dog of 10 years died recently and I still have not recovered. Not sure if I ever will. Bean was a special dog. An amazing creature who loved everyone she met. She had so many friends and admirers. She was the catalyst for many of our friends to get dogs. They had no idea dogs could be so special. We called her the doggie llama for gentleness and love. It was perfectly fitting. She went everywhere with us. She went to work everyday with my wife or I.
A friend sent me a note after Bean's passing. I have never heard more true words...
I've been inspired in and by life but yet I only know one thing for sure, the love I feel for the animals that have shared their existence with me is the only thing I trust. No doubts. The rest is still up for grabs.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

What is art?

Matt Gleason is a art critic/publisher of Coagula. In this interview he does not hold back. He calls it as he sees it. It is a long interview but well worth the viewing. The most exciting is his passion and belief in art. This is something that is missing from music. We no longer have any "real" critics. People who are willing to put their true "critique" on paper. Lester Bangs was writing nearly 40 years ago!

Music is in desperate need of this type of person because we are in dire straights and the public has missed the plot and the awards like the Grammy's only further the dilution. This is something that has driven me crazy for several years. I strongly believe this is one of the reasons music is hurting so badly.

Some questions...
  1. What would we think of Picasso if he just painted someone else's ideas?
  2. What would we think of Picasso if he had to use a computer to color correct his paintings?
  3. What would we think of Picasso if he was "interested in extending his brand" to clothing lines, perfume, action figures, etc.?
  4. What would we think of Picasso if he changed his painting to include a Pepsi logo?
  5. Does playing guitar make you an artist? Does singing a song make you an artist? Does writing a song make you an artist?
So let's stop calling these people artists!

You might be a great singer, or a great guitarist or a great songwriter. That does NOT make you an artist, it might make you skilled at a profession, it might even make you an artisan but not an artist. Art is supposed to challenge us and move us in a profound way. It should make us happy and sad and even angry. We should be shocked by it and we should be soothed by it, but most of all it should stand the test of time. Standing the test of time ultimately means that there is substance rather then just fashion behind that art.

More on this later...

Friday, October 26, 2007

Did You See this?

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/tees/7063366.stm


So this dude, Anthony Anderson, was filmed pissing on a a dying woman. You gotta see this story. Totally fucked. What is wrong with people. To me it is people like this who are the real criminals (not some pot smoker). This is a crime against humanity and decency. Man's inhumanity to man is at an extraordinary level. Frankly, I don't think this guy is all that different to Ken Lay. For some reason the general public has accepted the common practices of dehumanizing everyone else. It could be taking a piss on someone, stealing other peoples money, throwing garbage into the street, it goes on and on. Perhaps I should call this column "Fuck Your Neighbor". This is a book I have talked about writing for years now. It is simply the stupid egocentric behavior of people, Americans in particular, that allows for the "doer" to ignore how their actions impact anyone else. They can be as terrible as starting a war to make some money or they can be as small as blocking traffic. This is a classic one so embrace me...if you will. I am not sure if you have heard but there is a bit of traffic in Los Angeles, most of the surface streets are 2 lanes each way. some are 3 lanes each way. One would think that is pretty substantial and should keep traffic flowing, wrong. This happens thousands of times a day...a person decides that they want to cross those 4-6 lanes of traffic and instead of crossing the street at a traffic light they decide to cross wherever they see appropriate. Slowly inching there way into traffic the first force the lanes coming from the left to stop then they inch their way along to stop the traffic coming from the right. Eventually making it across all those lanes. The ramifications...accidents, injuries, property damage, delays, anger all because this one person did not want to drive a few blocks out of their way until they got to a traffic light. I know I seem crazy but more "Fuck Your Neighbors" to come

Monday, October 22, 2007

Dangerous Man


I watched some footage last night of Giuliani talking to the Christian coalition. Holy shit. This guy will say anything to anyone as long as it will give him a chance to win. He does not care about you, me, or america. He cares only about winning. Ask ANY New Yorker what they think about that guy. They ALL hate him. You should hate him to.

10/21 Hansen Dam Cross UCI Race Report



I have come to believe that for myself if there is not adversity it is not a cross race. Dam Cross was no exception. The Sunday race had a different time schedule so my usual category of 35+ 3/4 was not until late in the afternoon, thus I decided to enter the 3/4 race which was late as is, but I wanted to race. Hansen Dam was the location of State Championships last year, that was the race that I was competing for the podium before a mechanical forced me to drop back to 5th. To 2007. I thought it would be a good idea to ride my bike to the race. Save some gas, get a good warm-up, go green, etc. It looked like the ride was only 18 miles and about 1800 feet of climbing. HA! While, the climbing was not bad, the mileage seemed a bit off. And the WIND! Not sure if you saw the news but SoCal is burning again. Santa Ana winds blowing over 70 mph with virtually no humidty. Once I crested the hills into the valley I was slapped with a headwind that would have made me cry had it not been for the dryness of the air which sucked all the moisture out of my body. I march on and make it to the course. Just as I pull into the parking lot, I flatted. Always a pleasure with tubulars and spare wheels at home! I borrow a wheel, ride part of the course, fix my gears and get on with it. The gun goes off. Long straight into the wind. I get the holeshot. Make them pass me is my latest plan. Well, after the first turn and onto the first climb these 2 animals come pedaling past me as if I was standing still. Holy shit are they fast. I try to settle in and realize that I am out classed and out geared on this course. Add in the stupidity of not chaning my tire pressure from the road pressure I had them up to. This course was bumpy and hard. Crash, drop chaing, people are flying past me. Oh well. having fun at least. The most rewarding part of the day was someone came up to me and said that I was one of the smoothest on the barriers! So, I have that going for me, which is nice.

two photos, one after the Battle of The Wind and the other the flatted tubular. Photos courtesy of Josh Caffrey http://december9.net/

Friday, October 19, 2007

More comments about the music industry from...uh...me

The questions has been posed of How did it get so bad?

It is a perfect storm of sorts really, a convergence of several storms colliding at once with deadly consequences. The deaths of many artists, so-called artists, and personnel.

The first storm. The development of the MP3. A brilliant codec for anyone who loves music. The problem with this storm is that that decision makers at the majors had no idea what an MP3 was and what it meant to the user. They have never ripped, encoded or burned (remember when it was multiple steps). They did not know what it meant to the consumer. They thought that quality was more important then convenience. They underestimated the power of the mix-cd. They did not understand how their consumers used the music. THEY DID NOT KNOW WHO THE CONSUMER WAS.

The second storm. Major labels drift away from signing artists and concentrate more on good looking people who could dance. Yes there has always been that element in contemporary music, the difference being that there was always credible ARTISTS to counteract that mind-numbing drivel. This is the case of a wolf in sheep’s clothing. They paraded out a long list of marginal talent who worked with uber-producers and songwriters who created music that was immediate but whose flavor lasted as long as a piece of Double Bubble. They created albums that had no continuity to them because they were written by several different people. They brought in stylists and choreographers. Even in the traditionally art driven genres like Rock, Alternative, etc. we saw the charts dominated by songs whose artistic value could only be equated with the nutritional value of a Twinkie. Don’t get me wrong, during this period there were MANY great records made by great artists, however, they were marginalized by the shear power of the majors to carpet the country with crap.

The third storm. Homogenous radio controlled by the wallets of the major labels and deregulated by the government. Say goodbye to regional hits, local support, and personality. Say hello to McDonalds radio, where it tastes the same in every city. The cost to get a song on the radio explodes. Payola has always existed, perhaps just circuitous enough to evade the law, and will continue to exist as long as humans like money. The cost goes up so dramatically such that on any given week there are only a small number of records who are being considered because they are the “priority” and come with some sweet marketing dollars and/or leverage. Radio’s slow death and decreased ad revenue is saved only by the fact that the ratings system uses outdated algorithms and thoroughly ridiculous sampling pools that keep its perceived influence well above its actual impact. At one time the dominant force for introducing music to the public radio becomes so generic and repetitive (a truly deadly combo) that it actually encourages consumers to get their music fixes somewhere else, to search on their own.

The fourth storm. Everyone knows the cost to manufacture CDs has gone down dramatically but the industry sees fit to raise “top tier” records to $18.98 and $19.98 and even more in some instances. This might have been OK with the consumer taking into account inflation, cost of competitive products, quality of music, quality of package, etc. but contrast it with the seemingly endless stories about artist getting screwed by their labels and never earning a penny and suddenly the consumers feel like they are lining the pockets of fat balding guys who are trying to grow ponytails while smoking their cigars on the golf course instead of putting a meal in the belly of the artist who is the soundtrack to their life.

Don’t blame the technology. Blame our greed. 20 years ago when I started my first job in the music industry I felt like people where here because they loved music as an art form and believed in its commercial viability. Somehow we moved from an art form to a packaged good. There is a lot of hope out there. There is a lot of great new and old talent who do not play by the same rules. I applaud Radiohead for what they did (perhaps the execution could have been better) but they are not the first ones to do this. This is happening everyday by self-sufficient artists. This revolution is being lead by the people not the corporations. Thankfully. Of course, that is just my opinion. I could be wrong.

Novus Ordo Seclorum

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

What does $120 Million buy you



For only $120 Million you can get a piece of that. Hmmm. Sure here last tour did some big business but her record sales are on a perpetual slide down and one can argue that the profitability of her shows goes down each tour. Higher ticket prices yes, but also more expensive productions. Regardless, the deal is totally boring and has no eye on the future. Unarguably this is a depreciating asset. Her good stuff is several records behind her. They are simply renting a used piece of machinery. If Live Nation had any balls they could take a fraction of that $120 million and invest it in EVERY cool young band in America. Unless you were a total idiot you would be picking the next multi-platinum artists. Just by shear numbers you would have to be able to accomplish that. This is such a short sighted deal. The best part is Wall Street is not even buying into it. This is old thinking for an old business model. Think of the ROI on a young band and compare that with the ROI on Madonna. Yes, there is more risk on the young band but that is why you diversify!

Dumb

File share the Radiohead record. Buy Minus The Bear, Beirut, Blitzen Trapper, Cinematic Orchestra, Iron and Wine, His Name Is Alive

Monday, October 8, 2007

SoCal Cross Oct 7th Sylmar Race Report


Very happy to get myself to the start line today. Lack of sleep and many other responsibilities had not hold on my. Since my newbord enjoys waking up every 1.5 hours sleep has been, well, not so easy. Regardless I make it to Sylmar. While still being prepped I rode the course a few times. Figured out the techinical spots and where I would be losing/gaining time. Not quite enoguh technical for my advantage but it will be fun regardless. The "x" factor in todays race were the Santa Ana winds that were howling down the canyons with about 10% humidity. Needless to say it was one of those SoCal days where it is nearly impossible to have sweat on your brow because of the dryness in the air. Let me also point out that it makes your mouth VERY DRY, VERY QUICKLY! Having a feed on days like this are imperative.

A big field lines up for 35+ 3/4. Lots of newcomers to cross this season. Lots of sandbaggers as well. They call up the series leaders, of which I am not one, but I manage still to get a place on the front line...about 10 across. I am on the far right, not the best position for that first left hand turn. At the gun I step on the pedal and bust right to front and cut all the way left taking ownership of the line I want. I let one guy in front and promptly grab his front wheel. 3 of us have a small gap off the front but we are not stretching it out enough so I decide that I am going to put it down on the first set of double barriers. They are the high speed kind and I am sure I can get through them quicker then anyone else. Sure enough I come through in first and lay down my attack. 2 guys stick with me but the rest of the field is blown out the back. I am much faster in the technical sections then these guys but as soon as it comes to the fitness I can see myself getting in trouble. Sadly, with little techincal I see a small chance of sticking with them. We hang for 1.5 laps of the 5 very long laps but I know I am redline'ing it so I back it off a bit...ride my race. Eventually 3 guys would bridge up and pass me leaving me with 7th place in my first race of the season. I am happy with my performance. Of course a podium would have been much nicer but this is my first race of the season, better results are on the horizon. Did I mention dry? gallons of mositurizer, lip balm, and water and body is still paying the price.

I hope the series promoters stay true to their word and bump people up who are not racing in the correct categories. For some reason there are always cat 2 & 3 who want to race lower races. Heck, the guy who won last week was a cat 1 on the road!

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Radiohead Steps Out

Props to Radiohead for being the first big band to do it themselves. Shame on everyone else for not beating them to the punch. The reality is that Radiohead is doing nothing new, what they are doing has been done for years by many artists but virtually all of them smaller artists truly committed to their art and divorced from the commerce of it. Divorced, in that they are not looking to get rich. The irony is that general consensus says that the artists are not business people and therefore make dumb mistakes (i.e. Radiohead not being prepared for the traffic and their site running slower then George W's brain). I would beg to differ this point because the TRUE artist, the ones who do this because they know nothing else, whose bodies have to do this, who give birth to songs are the ones who have been pushing the "model" forward. They do not care about the fame and money. They just want a check so they can pay the bills so they can create some more art. They are astounding business people because they do it out of necessity. They are the ones who we should look to in this new era, they have the new business model. The new business model is not about tonnage. It is all about the niche. It is all about the tight community. Short term thinking is about how many friends you have on myspace. Long term thinking is about how many fans you have who are willing to put money in your digital tip jar every time they take one of your songs. Radiohead does not need their record label and neither do you...if you are an artist.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Back to Training


Rain came to SoCal this weekend and that coupled with some lack of sleep I could not bring myself to ride...so what did I do...Take the boy out for his first bike ride. Yeah...I know no helmets...They do not even make them that small. That I can find. You could be looking at the USA's first cyclocross world champion!

Friday, September 21, 2007

Who is not doping?


OK, Floyd is guilty, by WADAs standards. I don't for a moment believe in their methodology. Everyone has an agenda and the lab and WADA have the agenda of proving someone guilty every so often to stay in business. That fact they are only policed by one another and that they are all on the same payroll is entirely comical. To me, the most important issues are not really related to Floyd. I love the way Floyd rides, I love the way he talks. I think he is real and I still believe he is honest.

My issues are...
  1. The cycling federations (primarily run by French and Swiss) are run, well, like French and Swiss. I believe they are honestly trying to clean up the sport and any conviction is a good conviction because they see it as a deterrent (more on that later). The other sports (football, soccer, basketball, hockey, golf, horse racing, etc) are run by more capitalist types like, um Americans, who are much more interested in selling tickets and merchandise then they are in a clean sport. If the entire Barry Bonds fiasco was not proof positive...There is no policing, the fines and suspensions are minimal and when confronted with the issue the leaders of the sport play it down because all they want is asses in the seats and money in the bank. Home runs put people in the seats. PERIOD
  2. There is no real deterrent to doping. First you must accept that the majority of pro athletes are dopers. The sheer number of athletes who have sports induced asthma is totally comical, staggering. Head over to your local muscle head vitamin shop and you will see shelves of synthesized crap that boosts the system in one way or the other. Really what is different from this crap then EPO or testosterone. I submit nothing. They are not natural (certainly not in the quantities one consumes them in) and they will all fuck up your system over time.
Eat a banana and a cliff bar and go ride your bike

Monday, September 10, 2007

Cross Season is Almost Here


Tubulars are being stretched. The Cross Machine is clean and praying for some mud. I will be missing my teammate Bernard this season. I wonder who will be filling that spot. My conditioning is not good because of more important responsibilities so we will see ho things go.