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November 12, 2010

your cashier today was randy

I hadn’t noticed. Oh, you mean that was his name. Thanks Safeway. It’s all about names. When you are young and have time to be in a band, you think up band names. Or you hear something and think, “That’s gonna be my website.” All that naming fun stops when you have kids, and you start thinking up names for them.
Real names of my friend’s children.
The Flagpoles.
The name of the first and last band I was in. Kind of an odd name for a band. Doesn’t conjure up much imagery. Maybe the lawn in front of the Town Hall. Is that rock and roll? Not for me so much.
Nick and Jeff are in a new band now.
Casual Dolphins.
Now, Nick’s my buddy, but these names are going from bad to worse. Jeff and I rode around yesterday and tried to think of new names. It involves reading every sign and calling it out. “Wholesale flowers!”
No, I say.
“Pork, Beef, Poultry Reno Neveda”
Try Again.
Jeff says,”Nick had a dream and saw a vision. Now he wants to name the band Golden Escalators. I said, ‘How about Coastal?’ Can’t we just have something boring that doesn’t sound like we’re a bunch of fucking hippies?”
“Nick’s kind of a hippy though,” I say.
“He kinda is,” Jeff agrees.
“I like the name ‘Gold Dust'” I offer.
Jeff thinks it sounds too country cowboy Neil Young. And that’s the problem. If you don’t like someone’s idea, they won’t like yours.
“Steamy Jeans?”
I just laughed at his idea.


  1. Jon, have you seen this show?

    Comment by Lyle_S — November 14, 2010 @ 8:28 pm

  2. What about Los Steamy Jeans & the Cutoffs?

    Comment by J Stew — November 15, 2010 @ 11:46 am

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