Monday, December 31, 2012

Butch Walker in Chicago Set List, redux

Bibi is still processing the kick-ass show last night!
As you can see, feeling kind of shell-shocked by the whole incredible experience.  Butch did wow me--and the entire crowd!  Feeling a bit blue, thinking that now Bibi will have to wait for the tour Butch alluded to, maybe beginning in February of the new year.  At least, that will be when the album will come out.  Bibi has a tough time with waiting patiently for anything and now that she's realized the dream of seeing Butch live, well really, it will feel like an interminable sit in the bus station before she sees Butch again. 

Working on the set list; here's most of it:

ATL
Passed Your Place, Saw Your Car
Going Back Going Home
Pretty Melody
Dublin Crow
The Closest Thing
The Weight of Her
She Likes Hairbands
Race Cars and Goth Rock
Synthesizers (YES--he played mandolin!!!)
Summer of '89
3 Kids in Brooklyn
Sucker Punch

It was all Bibi could do to write halfway legibly--the paws, the paws--in the dark, too, jumping around, the drinks, singing, etc.  So will continue to work on this.  Amazingly, for Bibi, my opinion of some of the cuts increased dramatically upon hearing the selections live.  He also included a couple of new songs, sounded promising for the whole album.  (I know I left a couple of songs out--didn't get to write them down, but will get back to y'all with those.)  Butch is such a story teller.  A good amount of the joy engendered during the show IS Butch telling the back stories on the songs--such an endearing quality he has!  Funny, funny, funny, too!

Will say that Butch talked up his guitar ability, which is outstanding.  Will discuss this aspect of his presentation later/again.  He was truly impressive.  Hope to hear/enjoy this aspect of his talents even more on the upcoming tour.

BTW--although I tell everyone that Butch is NOT just another pretty face, DAMN, he was hot!  Not just Bibi--a huge number of us were swooning.  Couldn't get enough of looking at him.  And, of course, listening to him.

Love you, Butch!  Thanks again for bringing Bibi to Chicago!

Butch Walker ROCKS Chicago

He came, he sang, he conquered! 

Butch fucking Walker RULES!

Bibi is really tired--all that pent up emotion is out now--Bibi feels a bit like a deflated plush toy.  Don't know where that description came from, don't read too much into it.  A lot of that now-lacking energy Bibi had before the show at the Red Door was expended while jumping up and down, singing at full throttle, screaming on command (yeah, Butch can make his audience do anything), totally immersed in the talent, the beautiful, fabulous, glorious voice, and rockin' guitar work  Butch brought to his adoring fans tonight.  Part of Bibi's fatigue is probably due to finally taking a breath after a whirlwind visit to a greatly interesting and varied, beautiful city, as well.   But, clearly, most of this energy crash is due to finally getting to see Butch live, up close, in person.  Too sleepy now to rave on and on, in detail, WITH pictures, but Bibi promises, as soon as she gets settled back home, she will reveal all.

THANKS, Butch!  You were FANTASTIC!

Friday, December 28, 2012

Chicago, Chicago, while waiting for Butch Walker

A lot of the readers don't know, but Bibi is a total geek sometimes.  Sure, she's cool when it comes to music--here she is in Chicago just to see Butch Walker--the coolest, rocking-est musician currently working--and she's really got it going on with so many other facets of life, but put her in a new city with world class all-kinds-of-places and where does she go?  Well, in Chicago, she went straight from the hotel to the Frank Lloyd Wright prairie house exemplar, the Robie House, on the University of Chicago campus. 

Luckily, the guy in the museum shop let Bibi join the last tour group, already overbooked and in progress.  The docent (Mary) was very knowledgeable and Bibi had a quite enjoyable wallow in architecture culture.  That FLW was something.  But, it's Bibi and although it was getting dark, the field trip was definitely just beginning.  What else could she explore, discover, tour while on the campus of one of the premier American univerisities?  She wasn't sure how to get there, but persisted and found the nearby Oriental Institute and Museum, also on the U Chicago campus.  What a hidden treasure!  No set admission, $10 recommended and if you didn't have any cash, go ahead and enter anyway.  So what is this place, you ask?  I didn't get to really spend the time it merited, but it's all about Mesopotamia, the Hittites, Assyrians, Persians, Egyptians--what a collection!  Totally impressive, the colossal statues, the low key, accessible, down-homey way everthing was presented.  Loved it!  Here's their webpage:  http://oi.uchicago.edu/museum/  Be sure to check it out!  Here are a few photos:

Mesopotamian Lion
Egyptian cat mask (for a cat mummy)
Colossal statue of Tutankhamen

BTW--the new phone takes pretty good pictures, huh? 

So far, the trip has gone so smoothly, it's like "is this really a trip Bibi is taking?"  Paws crossed that it stays this way.  Just passing time waiting for Sunday night--doesn't seem possible that it's almost here!  Finally, Butch Walker LIVE, IN PERSON, ON STAGE !!! Fan question:  is Butch already in Chicago?  Think about it: Butch Walker in the same city as Bibi!!  Hope we get to hear some cuts from the new album and really hope there's going to be a tour in support of it.  Bibi on the road again (sigh, in a good way, though).

For now, plan to hit more of the sights tomorrow, including the (probably) overwhelming Art Institute of Chicago--omg, finally get to savor Un dimanche après-midi à l'Île de la Grande Jatte--and (maybe) the Magnificent Mile.  While I'm a very resourceful kitty, when the directions begin with, go north (south, east, west, doesn't matter), I sort of glaze over and it gets really iffy on whether or not I'll get to my anticipated destination.  Managed it tonight coming back from the Oriental Museum, but it was a bit surprizing.  Of course, it doesn't matter as long as I get to the show on Sunday, so it could be like some of my other trips--might not get to see the original objective, but often get to see/experience some really off the beaten track places.

And this time, I owe it all to Butch Walker.  Wouldn't even be in Chicago except for Butch's show, so THANKS, Butch!

See you really soon!

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Butch Walker: Set List for December 30 and 31


Butch tweeted today that he was rehearsing the set list for the upcoming shows!!!!  Bon Scott scream here!  Such welcome, highly anticipated news!   Completely unsolicited, here are my suggestions:

Bodegas and Blood
Sweethearts--still think a duet with a lucky fan would be a great idea and huge crowd pleaser
Summer of '89
Synthesizers
Closest Thing
Sucker Punched
Maybe It's Just Me
Don't Move
Canyons
Hot Girls in Good Moods
Bethamphetamine
Ships in a Bottle
The Weight of Her
Ponce de Leon Ave.
Passed Your Place, Saw Your Car
She Likes Hair Bands
Say It Isn't So
Even the Losers

Not sure how long the show will be, one constraint limiting the number of songs to make the cut. However, AC/DC's set list was 18 songs, including the two encores and my more astute readers may note, the list above has 18 suggestions.  And, no, didn't include some of Butch's standards, like The Best Thing You Never Had, Joan, 3 Kids from Brooklyn, Pretty Melody.  Hope some of the new album will be heard and that would also cut down possibilities from my suggestions. We will see, but hope a good number of these make it.  Paws crossed!

The winter holidays for a university employee are such that it's tough to remember what day it is. Trying to stay current, though, since I leave for Chicago on Friday.  (another Bon Scott scream here!)  In some ways, though, there's a regularity to the daily activities.  Early in the holidays, breakfast at the House of Pies one day was enriched by T, the assistant manager, coming by to let me know he's really been enjoying the Butch Walker Mixtape II.2 that Bibi gave him a couple of weeks ago.  Makes a fan's work all worth it to hear those words.

Once Sarita got here on the 23rd, the holiday craziness faded into the background, where it belonged, and the holidays truly began for Bibi.  Bibi evinces a cynical, seen-it-all façade, 

but is actually a sentimental mess, especially with the Neartown events so recent.  Have even been unexpectedly indulgent toward families with rowdy children in restaurants!  Christmas Eve at Raul's and Christmas Day at Nana's were really enjoyable with all the kids around.  Nana's was particularly memorable--we played a few rounds of Loteria.  Bibi came out the big winner in the last round--so surprizing!
 Lots of fun and the kids were a big part of it, all the kids from age 4 to 85!  Hope your Christmas was a great one!

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Butch Walker: Say It Isn't So and Drinking With Strangers in Paris

As the faithful know, Bibi LOVES Live From Daryl's House, Episode 54.  Episode 54

Episode 54: Butch Walker

It brought about a seismic change in Bibi's already full life, introducing her to the great, the wonderful Butch Walker.  My favorite cut from that show is Say It Isn't So. Posted this so many times, here it is again.

 Once Bibi heard this, life changed!

I know set lists for performances are set in stone in advance of shows--at least that's how AC/DC and Bruce do it--but SO hope Butch will include it on December 30. 

Just so you get an even better taste of Episode 54, here's one of Bibi's other faves, Bodegas and Blood. 

Butch n Daryl's band rock it!

Of course, every song Butch does on the show is also one of my favorites:  Sweethearts, Mixtape, Closest Thing, Why Was It So Easy...so, there it is.  You may ask, what was the reason for this post?  While Bibi is not prepared to go into the existential why of blog posts at this time, today, the reason is that I had a chance to talk Butch up to someone who immediately got on the web to look Butch up!!!  So exciting when you get through to someone!!  Once I'd talked to D for awhile, thought, why don't I listen to Say It Isn't So and once I did that, well, slippery slope. Had to watch the other songs, too.  As a special treat (Bibi loves cat treats and this clip is a really great treat for you) here's the opening of Episode 54.  How Bibi met Butch the first time!!!!!!  You get a feel for Butch the person, what's important to him as an artist, a shortened form of what you would read in his book, Drinking With Strangers.  A very good read!  Plan to re-read it before the trip.  Why doesn't the book have an index?  Needs one.  AC/DC's Maximum Rock & Roll has one, although it could be better.


Introducing: Butch Walker


If you began reading these posts after my AC/DC phase, you (regrettably) don't know that during slow times within AC/DC's last tour, Bibi would fill in the gaps by blogging about individual AC/DC albums, songs, why they were great and should be in the rock pantheon of all time.  Wondered if I might do that about Butch Walker's music before December 30.  It's almost here (Bon Scott scream!) and even though Christmas is already exciting, knowing that I'll get to see Butch so soon, well, the excitement around Bibi is just palpable.  Feel like there's a slight buzz in the air around me, the sky is bluer, the air crisper.  Or maybe it's the cold front that came in last night, hard to distinguish.  Tough to concentrate on the day-to-day since I have the Chicago guidebook and see that the few days Bibi has up there are too short to fit everything in. 

Just so you know:  there will be no time for "hoping to spot Butch somewhere in Chicago" as occurred in Paris with AC/DC.  Bibi did enjoy meeting the fans outside AC/DC's hotel and Bibi was richly rewarded for sitting around in the bar, since I got to talk to Brian and Cliff--such sweeties--but really, Paris deserved more of Bibi out and about instead of hanging in a really expensive bar.  I read in one of Butch's tweets about an elite, pricey bar in Nashville.  Ha, ha, ha.  What a bunch of fiscal lightweights!  If they thought that place was rich for their (financial) blood, they would never be able to drink in Paris. 

Oh, and btw, the Ernest Hemingway house was sold this year to private owners. 

Bibi is checking now to see if visits are still allowed.  It could work out that I'll only get to take a picture of the residence and maybe think of a way to bring a dirt sample back to the ex.  Bit of a family story:  the ex always wanted to visit Graceland; Elvis was his hero.  The only time his family went to Memphis, though, Graceland was closed for the day.  So, the ex gathered some dirt from the property and kept it for years.  That is now lost to the ages, so I thought I would bring some dirt back from the Hemingway (also one of his heroes) house for him.  Bibi's thoughtful like that.

We'll see.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Butch Walker and Catching Up for the Holidays

Just heard from an old friend across campus; she asked Bibi what she had been doing lately.  In the recent past, anyone who asked Bibi about her life, they got a version of this:

In August I discovered a singer/songwriter/musician, Butch Walker and now blog about him, talk about him on fb, going to see his show in Chicago on December 30--in the same neighborhood as the largest concentration of Frank Lloyd Wright houses in the US and the birthplace, boyhood home of Ernest Hemingway. If it hadn't been for Butch Walker, Bibi would never have gotten a chance to do this!!! 

Here’s a recent picture of Butch, although, really, he’s not just a pretty face:
Fabulous, beautiful voice, talented musician, successful record producer (Weezer, Fall Out Boy, Avril Lavigne, Pink (his close friend), Gin Wigmore—Butch co-wrote A Man Like That with her, now the video for Heineken/the new Bond movie, Taylor Swift). I know, I know:  recognize these names, but have never listened to their music and realize I probably won't get to them.  (In a previous post, I alluded to Bibi's very full daily schedule.)

He’s all over the web, in a very good way; an excellent showcase for him is Live From Daryl’s House, episode 54. He sings a few songs from his latest album (The Spade) with Daryl Hall (yes, from Hall and Oates). AND, he sings Say It Isn't So with Daryl--a version that is SO beautiful, SO Butch, and yet, such a great collaboration with Daryl.  Well.  This is where I first saw Butch and fell completely in love, totally enthralled, besotted, beguiled.  Also, if you want to see his videos, try the YouTube video for Mixtape, Here Comes the…, Summer of ’89, Synthesizers (two versions—one on the David Letterman show (excellent) and the YouTube video with Matthew McConaughey (Butch is the bartender).  I've put together a few mixtape cds of Butch's stuff from four of his albums:  The Rise and Fall of Butch Walker and the Let's-Go-Out-Tonites, Letters, Sycamore Meadows, and The Spade, so let me know if you want one.  Each album has a different feel and sound to it: amazing!  He rocks, he croons, and all in between, he can do it all, believe me! 

I usually end with some personalized questions--how's it going for you at work,  how are the kids, how about those___ (fill in the name of the person's football/baseball/soccer team preference, as appropriate).
Since they know me, it doesn't throw them off, really, but I guess they do wonder how Bibi does it all.  lol

This usually fires Bibi up about Butch, how great his music is, etc.  And it worked again this time.  Think I'll take a few moments and watch Say It Isn't So. 

Thanks, Butch!  See you in two weeks!

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Butch Walker: December 30, Double Door in Chicago

Bibi is just quivering in antici-----pation about the upcoming show!  Think about it: only 2 weeks and I FINALLY will get to see Butch Walker in person, on stage, total fan heaven!  Sure, have to get through the pre-Christmas craziness (for Bibi, the shopping is DONE, c'est fini, over with, finished, nada mas, forget about it, anybody else gets a lotto ticket, period), the Christmas tree is almost a work of art, but it's a work of art in progress until December 24 when SARITA GETS HERE!!!!  This year's tree is huge--at least 2 1/2 feet taller than last year.  It's kind of funny.  Putting the same number of ornaments on the tree as I usually do and the tree looks pretty full, so I wonder how I managed to put all those ornaments on a much smaller tree in the past.  Picking up around the house also a WIP, including updating the curtains in the dining room and my room.  Should go smoothly enough (tip to readers to help you transcend and actually enjoy these necessary, but sometimes tiresome holiday tasks:  listen to Butch Walker music for the relaxing and life enhancing Butch Walker Ameliorative Effect to work its magic.  Has worked for me several times in the recent past, don't see why it won't be a major positive factor now.)  Dentist visit on Wednesday, commencement on Friday and a Winter Solstice party with Stitch n Bitch crowd, visit Jimmy on Saturday--the wreath is ready and I have the ornament for the cemetery tree ready--start baking ginger cookies on the 23rd, wrap 2-3 presents and write 2-3 Christmas cards each day, should all fall into place.  OK, the Christmas cards are a bit later than hoped, but, hey.  Everyone should get their card around December 25.   Thought I could encourage myself on these two areas by making hot chocolate each evening after dinner to sweeten the deal, so to speak. 
Went over the fam's earlier today for homemade menudo--it was EXCELLENT--Nana has not lost her touch and Abel, Lydia (Nana's neighbor) and I decorated the tree.  Abel is such a sweet, cute little kid and he was so happy to be allowed to help us. 

Made me think about the children in Connecticut.  So, so sad.  True to his just-like-you-and-me attitude, Butch has tweeted his shock and disbelief; has been very affected by this unfathomable event.  Bibi was so happy to see a picture of his little boy and Frank the dog on his blog.  Butch seemed very happy, too.

It's that time of year:  thinking about family, loved ones close by, loved ones far away in distance, maybe due to issues from the past.  Maybe we can cover those distances during the upcoming holidays.  Hope the terrible recent events can give us reason to consider how important others are to and for us and maybe, maybe we can grab hold of each other and hold on tight for as long as we can.


Saturday, December 15, 2012

Lincoln on a Day Off

Bibi often has elaborate plans for days off, but Thursday just sort of led to seeing Lincoln.  I know my faithful readers are surprized that I went to a Steven Spielberg movie.  What was the last Spielberg movie I wanted to see?  Had high hopes for the last Indiana Jones movie, but really, how could that movie work?  The script was contrived and weak at best--although using the lost English explorer bit was clever since David Grann's excellent book was so recent at that time--but, Shia LaBeouf, please.  Disappointing.  I joke that Spielberg's best movie is/was Jaws (still watch that one on July 4) and I liked 1941 (some really funny parts, especially Slim Pickens.  That bathroom scene still makes me double up, laughing), loved the first and third Indy movies, liked Empire of the Sun--thanks again for Christian Bale's notable debut--can still watch Jurassic Park and enjoy it, but Spielberg has always been a hit or miss director for me.  And once we were subjected to Schindler's List, well, it was over as far as Bibi was concerned.  Yes, the world was introduced to Ralph Fiennes, effusive thanks for that, but Spielberg's heavy handedness, his insistence on thinking his audience needed to be bashed repeatedly over the head with the evil and wrongness of the Holocaust so we would be sure to get the importance of his message, honestly.  Saving Private Ryan had that indelible, unforgettable early scene of the car coming to the house to give the family the bad news about the loss of the family son--exquisitely set up and photographed--but that really self-indulgent, needless beach landing scene, ugh, and the rest of the movie was like three or four episodes of Combat! strung together.  We all like Tom Hanks, but it wasn't enough to offset the rest.

So, Lincoln.  Of course, the production values were superb, the casting was excellent--still don't understand about casting Shia LaBeouf in the Indiana Jones movie--hard to pick a weak acting turn in this film.  Some interesting choices (Sally Field, James Spader), and they took the roles and ran with them; excellent.  Daniel Day-Lewis is usually great--did not disappoint.  I liked the way US Grant was portrayed by the script and the actor, Jared Harris.  Ever since I got a personal tour and explanatory lecture--very informative--at Grant's Tomb, I've come to think that Grant usually gets a bad rap as he's depicted in movies.  Here, he's a trusted Lincoln ally and it works very well within the movie.

The opening battle scene reminded me of Glory and Saving Private Ryan, but not in such a bad way.  Accepted, had to emphasize the brutality of the Civil War.  There is an early scene in which Lincoln is passing the time speaking to a couple of black soldiers and then a couple of white soldiers come by who happened to be at Gettysburg and could recite the Gettysburg Address between them.  Hmmmm.  One of the black soldiers takes the President to task about the inequity of pay and opportunity for advancement between black soldiers and white soldiers.  Hmmmm.  This soldier also amazes us (and Lincoln) by reciting the end of the Gettysburg Address.  OK, Spielberg didn't write it, but really? 

Most of the movie is a history lesson about the passage of the 13th Amendment, the abolition of slavery.  Have to hand it to the script and Spielberg:  they make it edgy, make us worry that maybe it won't happen, cutting back and forth among the many players and nuances of the issue.  Overarching all the frenetic activity is one's wonder that Lincoln coped with all this, directing a horrific war, depressing news of troop deaths, a less than placid family life AND he made it all come together and work.  The rooms which keep him more or less imprisoned are filled with furniture, desks, books everywhere, scattered maps and papers, people clamoring to see him, overwhelming to the ordinary person--but somehow, not to Lincoln.  He focuses on each person, each task at hand, looks at them closely and addresses them carefully.  Really impressive.  Of course, as the inevitable approaches, and that sense of foreboding is never out of the picture, you try to prepare for losing Lincoln, this very large and affably amazing presence who hated the war, hated the loss of lives, loved his family so much and cared about the country. 

Bibi read a review that suggested the movie should have ended at a point just before Lincoln leaves for the Ford Theater.  He'd had an excellent scene wrapping up some amendment matters, still impressing the men around him with his insight and folksy humor.  He leaves the area, walking through a series of arched doorways, almost like Citizen Kane.  Maybe that would have been a good place to stop.  But, being Spielberg, the movie didn't and while we're spared any assassination scenes, we do have to watch as young Tad Lincoln hears that the President has been shot.  Then, we're in the hotel room with the Cabinet members surrounding the death bed, Lincoln's cold, defenseless body, pitiably on display.  It's all wrapped up by Lincoln's second Inaugural speech--Lincoln immortalized.  Guess that's another way to end it. 

No way to stop Lincoln from being an Oscar magnet, so get over it.  Certainly it deserves recognition and accolades.  It's a stately, sometimes majestic, view of a small section of Lincoln's life, beautifully lit, filmed, and acted.  David Strathairn, Tommy Lee Jones, Hal Holbrook, John Hawkes, Tim Blake Nelson are all outstanding and deserve more than passing mention than they're receiving here.  Is there an ensemble Oscar possible?  Not a suprizing Spielberg movie--can he do that any more?  Worth seeing on an available afternoon.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Butch Walker as Spokesperson of the Year

Butch tweeted this photo of himself and can't specifically speak for the others who tweeted back, but who could even concentrate on whatever he was talking about?   (sort of a squelched Bon Scott scream here.)  Check out the picture!
Butch Walker, Spokesperson of the Year


For a moment, Bibi was like:  vision's blurry, I think I been hit....

Anyway, just so you know, Bibi's shallow, but not that shallow.  Butch was tweeting about Warby Parker glasses.  If you buy a pair of glasses, a pair of glasses becomes available for someone in need.  Here's their link:  http://www.warbyparker.com/  The frames look cool, are accessibly priced and they have a good story/objective.  Definitely, Butch should be declared spokesperson of the year.

But back to the picture, right?  You may ask, what is wrong with this picture?  Answer:  NOTHING!!  Absolutely nothing.  Really makes you think:  The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight.


Thank you, Butch!

Christmas Cards and Butch Walker

Bibi thinks of Christmas cards as one of the treats of the season.  They make her feel all warm and toasty.  Better than fruitcake or egg nog, you get a respite from the day to day and think of old friends and acquaintances, family members you may not have seen for awhile.  Sometimes they send unintentionally funny pictures and those newsletter ones are often, truly sad, but informative in their way.  BTW--Bibi thinks fruitcake, in small portions, once a year is fine.
    
So, just saying, if anyone thinks of sending one, no problem.  It won't be re-gifted or automatically put in the trash.  another btw: if you enter fruitcake as a search term for the internet, you WILL get some weird pictures!
The point is, Bibi likes the custom of sending Christmas cards.  Every year, a lot of thought goes into THE cards Bibi will send, along with the stamps to be used, the best Martha Stewart frou frou to decorate the envelope, etc.  Every year, Bibi thinks:  day after Thanksgiving, will start the cards, be one of the first to get 'em out there....and....well, didn't quite make that objective.  Received a couple of cards yesterday.  Obviously, those people have no life. 

Bibi stays busy.

Bibi's life is so full:  work, naps, eating treats, chasing Hendrix, naps, breakfast, naps, blogging about Butch Walker, thinking of ways to get more recognition for Butch Walker, dinner, getting the new printer set up, learning the new phone, time just flies and before you  know it, time for another nap!  Just remembered one of Bibi's favorite jokes:  fruit flies like bananas.  time flies like an arrrow.  Funny, huh?  Just love that one!

Finally got the stamps for the cards--no not those really unimaginative Christmas ones--who makes the selection of the USPS Christmas stamps?  So lame!  Anyway, got the stamps and am assiduously working on the cards for the lucky recipients.  Should I include a Butch Walker Mixtape with each one?  whoa, lot of work with that idea...or one of the Butch Walker "looks like a business card" slipped into the envelope?  Too much like one of those annual newsletters?  Bibi will ponder on this.

Speaking of Butch, Bibi wrote to the reporter who reviewed the Stones concert in NYC the other day and asked that he consider reviewing Butch's Chicago concerts.  His name on the article was a hot link, so I saw it as an invitation to email.  We'll see.  My new phone can't seem to alert me when there's a new tweet, so I'm always a bit behind on those, but it does seem that Butch doesn't have time to tweet as much as he did in the past.  Bibi says that's GREAT NEWS!  He's busy working, working, working, which is really what a fan wants, right?  There will be new output soon and paws crossed, can't wait to hear how great it will be. 

Found out that in the Twitter world, you WANT followers.  Sure, I see that for celebrities or wanna be stars, but for the usual person (or cat), really?  Bibi leads a fascinating life (see above) and has lots of profound thoughts to share--check out the other blog posts--but in general, isn't Facebook and/or going to the analyst/or confession(!) already too much sharing?  Plus, Bibi still spends time talking to the fans at acdc.com.  We mostly complain about the site and wonder when we will ever see the guys in concert again, but still.  So, I'm not fully integrated into the Twitter concept.  Like any fan, I want to know what Butch is doing:  did he go to Starbucks today?  what weird art thing does he now have gracing his environment?  (an area where Butch and I would have to agree to disagree) what fan's birthday is he exalting by tweeting them? and the inevitable occurrence of no-matter-what-Butch-tweets, at least one fan will tweet back, "I love you, Butch!"  I think I like those the best.  A true statement of what being a fan is all about:  we love our object in a very special, but real way and we need a way to let them know now.  Sort of instant Christmas cards all the time.




Love you,  Butch! 

Thursday, December 6, 2012

New York Times Review for Butch Walker, December 2012?

Sent out the requests for reviews of Butch's Chicago shows and WOW! got a reply from the NYTimes!  Not just the computer-generated "Thank you for your recent inquiry....", but a follow-up email  from an assistant to an editor.  I know, I know, it's not much, but he did say the Cultures editors would look at the request.  So, fingers crossed!  Although Bibi used the NYTimes email as a model for the other two, each was crafted with a view toward each publication's ethos; think I hit points that each will (hopefully) respond to.

Bibi feels good about the work put into the due diligence for review requests.  On other fronts, gave away another Butch Walker card yesterday to G who sold me my new phone, the Sony Xperia. (No complaints, so far.)  She seemed amenable to at least watching the Synthesizers video on YouTube.  Didn't have any of the Mixtape cds with me (what a bad fan I am!!), but did give Mixtape IV.2 to one of the profs today.  He's from Georgia so he was intrigued by my recommendation of Butch, interested to see how another Georgia boy is expressing himself.

No pictures of Bibi exhausted, so inserted one of Hendrix. 
You get the idea.

Am curiously fatigued by all this fan activity, although in a positive way.  Butch is busy in the studio--GREAT NEWS for all of us--so there's much anticipation in the Butch fan-world. Maybe he'll play some new stuff at the upcoming shows?

Monday, December 3, 2012

Butch Walker in Chicago, December 30, 2012

Make it quick as a kitten jumping on and off the dining table:  PLEASE, Butch--play Sweethearts at the show on December 30!  PLEASE!  As part of "gettin' into it" this morning, listened to the fave (Say It Isn't So, now up to 6829 views) and it went down so easy, the office seemed very light  and airy, none of that usual oppressive Monday gloom--the Butch Walker Ameliorative Effect at work.  I thought, well, why not go through the entire Episode 54 (Live From Daryl's House) and update the stats while you're at it?  Multi-tasking, right?  Always try to play the cuts in order of appearance, otherwise, it's just chaos in Bibi's otherwise oh-so-ordered world (HAH!), but somehow, got stuck on Sweethearts.  Such an underrrated gem!  So adorably likable (like Bibi) and ineffably sweet in all the positive ways.

Bibi loves this one!  LFDH Episode 54-3 - Daryl Hall with Butch Walker - Closest Thing

Wouldn't it be the coolest if Butch played this song at the show AND made it one of those fan participation things that he's done in the past where a deleriously lucky fan gets to sing with him?  Total "fan"tasy, right?    Seen a couple of those videos and the poor girls were so Butch-struck that they could barely stand, so maybe Butch doesn't do that anymore.  But, still, what a concept!  What a song!  Hold me to your chest 'cause I can feel your heart jumping!  Tell me about it!

Love you, Butch! 

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Butch Walker's Upcoming Shows in Chicago

Every Christmas season, Bibi swears she will NOT succumb to those sentimental Christmas movies one more time and yep, here she is just crying while most of Bedford Falls fills up George  Bailey's house, adding their donations to the basket of money, start singing carols, miraculously his hero brother shows up and everyone toasts to the richest man in town.  Get it?--George is engulfed by so many friends, who love him--the richest man in town and everyone realizes how lucky they are to be alive, including the viewers who watch this every year.  Gets Bibi every time.  (tiny litle sniff here)


So, hmmm....where has Bibi been?  During the Thanksgivng break, LOTS of big blog about action to be taken on behalf of Butch, spreading the word about his shows in Chicago . . . and then?  Loss of nerve, loss of focus, just plain loss of words?  No, actually Bibi was a bit under the weather after a regrettable encounter with leftovers.  But, during her few coherent, waking moments, she spent a lot of time thinking about the Butch review requests to the NYTimes, the NYorker and Rolling Stone.  In fact, the NYTimes version is just about done.  It's concise, makes cogent points that any subscriber to the Times would make, it's affable, reasonable with a dash of fan fervor mixed in; looking good.

Guess we can credit The Butch Walker Ameriorative Effect for the recovery Bibi made over the week, although it would have worked faster if Bibi had been able to even make the effort to listen to music.  After what remained of the work week was finished, had to run the errands, get a few Christmas decorations to fit in with this year's color scheme, so cranked up The Spade.  MAN...WHAT A RECORD!!! 
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Opens with a great, crunchy guitar riff, the drums jump in and PUNCH IT Chewy!, we're into Bodegas and Blood for real.  Damn, it's good...no, IT'S GREAT!!!  Just the beginning, too.  The whole album is an unbelievable, pounding powerhouse of songs.  One after the other:  Every Single Body Else, Summer of ‘89, Sweethearts, Day Drunk, Synthesizers, Dublin Crow, Closest Thing To You I’m Gonna Find, Bullet Belt, Suckerpunch--all terrific, knockout examples of what Butch does so well--write, collaborate, sing, play guitars and banjolin in a fucking fantastic way that draws you kicking and screaming (in a rocking live-show way) into a totally energizing, full out immersion listening experience.  I've tried to pick a fave cut.  Got it down to Bodegas, Summer of '89, Sweethearts, Synthesizers, Closest Thing, Suckerpunch--you see the problem.  How can so many be THE favorite?  I listen to this cd a lot and it continues to please.  No fast forward, no skipping songs, just straight through every time I get in the car.  Don't play it at work--the f and s words, you know.  Truly, truly a great album, world!

FYI:  Bibi is not an iPod person.  It's not just the ears; don't really get that whole shut out the ambient noise thing.  Tried, but really, don't I need to hear what's going on in my surroundings at all times?  Sure, I'm in boring places as much as the next cat, but Bibi has found that a very good rule to live by is:  alert is better than not.  Crossing the street, waiting at a ___'s appointment, driving long distances, seems like being able to hear is better than not.  Also, have never been able to crank up the volume on an iPod like I can in the car.  Note to anyone thinking about buying a Miata:  the speakers are very good and if you have to drive places, there is NOTHING so satisfying as the pleasure of the top down with the music blasting while you're speeding down the highway.  Yep, your hair is a fucking mess, but you can always put on a ski cap and maybe a vest, and just try kinda hard to make it not look like ya tried at all.

OK, soldiering on with the review requests--want to send them out this week.  Will let you know!

And just because, here's a pic of Butch during the filming of the video for Summer of '89 with character actor Seymour Cassel. 
Adorable!






The Beatles, AC/DC, and Butch Walker

Honestly, is there ANYTHING more joyous, more energizing, more totally FAB than the sound of the Beatles singing She Loves You in the morning?  Bibi jumps up and dances around every time she hears it--can't help it!
The Beatles, rocking it! 


Unless it's the great, growling, take no prisoners Highway to Hell (just love to wake up to HTH)

AC/DC with the incomparable Bon Scott  


Or, my favorite for the past few months, the totally beguiling, Say It Isn't So by Butch Walker and Daryl Hall.  Just so completely in love with this Butch version.

 Butch n Daryl harmonize so well

I know my faithful readers know all this, but just saying. 

Of course, there's I Saw Her Standing There, Paul being his so eager, irrespressible self:  well, my heart went boom, when I crossed that room, and I held her hand in mine...and before too long, I fell in love with her....it was awhile before I realized what he was really talking about--years, maybe.  It was a different time.

Paul is the cutest one! Still say so! 
For the longest, for me, the Beatles were everything the greatest singing group in the world could be, period.  No subtext, no guile, no underlying other entendre.  Didn't know what that was back then.  We were so blissfully unaware of what life was going to bring our way eventually.  Me and my other geek friends were the best fans any band could want.  For us, all-consuming, unceasing, unwavering fan-love forever.

It was the beginning of my life as a fan.  Looking back on it, Bibi realizes her parents were kinda cool.  Think about it:  blue collar Mexican-American family in a small, predominantly white Texas town (black families lived across the train tracks from the rest of town) and my parents allowed me to put a huge "Ringo for President" sign in the living room window.  The directions to our house included:  you'll know you're at the right house if you can see the Beatles posters in our daughter's room from the street.

Time passed. When I become a huge AC/DC fan in 2008, everyone's surprized at my intensity.  Why?  Being-a-fan guidelines didn't change.  Is there another fan-model?  Saw AC/DC in concert as often as I could, bought all their cds, read and learned as much about them as possible, and in these cyber-info days, that's a lot, invested in the odd AC/DC treasure here and there, very similar to my Beatles' devotion.

Now, here we are and Bibi has discovered Butch Walker--the coolest, most talented singer and songwriter currently recording and my task is clear:  convince everyone that BUTCH fucking WALKER is THE man to be listening to.  Was at the storage place today, getting Christmas decorations out and found George Harrison's Best Of cd.  Thought, well, I was listening to The Spade, Butch's latest, total kick-ass cd, but could take a short, reluctant hiatus on that.  What Is Life came on and POW!!! it hit me:  George perfectly covers how fans function for their idols. 

What I feel, I can't say/But my love is there for you anytime of day

But if it's not love that you need/Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed

Tell me, what is my life without your love/Tell me, who am I without you, by my side

(Bibi will remind everyone: she doesn't mean any of this as weirdo, no-life, stalker stuff, okay?)   Anyway, the neat thing is that fans can listen to this song and completely accept that our idol thinks the same way about us, too. (They do, right?)  Artists need an audience (You can buy every copy of your record with your money/But you'd be your only fan) and fans need artists to follow.  So the whole fan-object thing works out really well for both sides of the equation. 
Humanities majors--we see correspondences everywhere.  The one Bibi sees with Butch Walker is that Butch deserves all the fan devotion possible, just like the Beatles and AC/DC.  So, rock on, Butch!  The fans need new stuff from you soon!  Please!

Waiting as patiently as a diehard fan can for the new record and in the meantime--check you out in Chicago!  Come on everyone, Bibi says you should go, too.