Ok so go to http://DanibIsGoingNomad.com (same as here but without the ‘[dot]wordpress’)
These posts are over there too, but with a whole bunch more added in since then (ok, so only like 3 or 4 or something). But im leaving in a month and this page will not get updated. http://DanibIsGoingNomad.com WILL get updated.
Very often.
With lots of photos. and words. words with letters.
Bright shiny letters.
So go sign up for the new blog to get great new things to read. Cause reading is fun and helps cure cancer.*
*statement not proven to be true. by anyone. actually i really just made this up. cause im bored. sorry.
reading has not been shown to actually help cure anything; especially not cancer. but now that ive made this great disclaimer i can pretty much say anything i want.
of course if you think about it, if you dont read, you’ll stay dumb. and you’ll never learn enough to become a great research scientist and if you want any chance at winning a Nobel prize for discovering the cure for cancer you can pretty much bet you’re going to need at least a masters in some kind of research sciencey field. so maybe reading will help.
but, probably not reading this. ;P
When you are at THE CLASH show in Portland, Maine!
THE CLASH is a ‘battle of the bands’ of sorts that happens in Portland, Maine through-out the year. It happened that the one night I decided to go walk around Portland, was the night of THE CLASH. Walking down the street, I stopped the first 3 people I happened upon and asked “What cool is there to do in Portland tonight?”
“THE CLASH” they replied unanimously and super-excited. So I had to go. I also was told by this small group of locals that ‘your not that creepy for a tourist’. HAHAHA…Thanks. Then they deemed it was because, I am, originally from Maine. But anyway, back to spandex.
So THE CLASH takes place at a local venue Port City Music Hall, in downtown Portland. ![]()
Its only $5 to get in too (though the drinks were rather expensive; $11 for a shot of Jagger and a Cranberry juice..though I am in the city here).
The doors weren’t open yet (like my timeline of events), so I walked down the street and found a small group sitting outside OTTO Pizza.
I actually just stopped because I liked the photo; but then I saw what they were eating and it looked delicious. On the positive reviews, and basically these people told me I had to; I went inside to get some brick oven pizza. Its amazing!
They have a whole bunch of different pizzas, ranging from my traditional tomato-basil slice to various gourmet slices (the flavours dependent on what they feel like cooking)…and this pizza will easily rival any New York brick oven joint’s! Just look at it!
(dammit, im making myself hungry now)
THIS IS HOW AWESOME THE PIZZA IS…
Just look at the guy in the window’s face! (no, they guy in the back, behind the decal – His mouth is dropped at the awesomeness of the pizza!)
Also, you can see the line of people who have now formed outside to get some (not only to I randomly change chronology – I also change tense!)
So after a delicious slice of heaven, I walked back down to Port City to a huge line that went down the block! EVERYONE comes out for this event it turns out.
I had to get the scoop on what THE CLASH really is. This is my massacred understanding of how THE CLASH works:
One guy started THE CLASH. What he does for each show is he picks 2 known artists to cover. He becomes ‘team leader’ for one band (pretty sure this is what they meant). Then he picks one local musician to be ‘team leader’ for one of the bands. This ‘team leader’ picks; say, someone he want to be the drummer. Then the drummer picks who he wants to be the guitarist, and so on until there are enough people to form a band. So its all actual local musicians who form these bands..but may have never all played together before. Then they learn a bunch of songs. At THE CLASH; a coin is flipped, and one band wins to go on first. They come out and play one song. Then the next band plays one song. Then the first band comes back and plays another song.
The bands take turns playing one song at a time and at the end of the night; the crowd votes by cheering who the winner is. They clash bands like Madonna vs Lady Gaga; Rocky Horror Picture Show vs Greece; Soundgarden vs, Pearl Jam. This night it was..
wait for it..
(now you understand where the spandex comes in)
Oh, you don’t? Well let me show you:
Yes, this stunning young man is looking quite fashionable in a black and white diamond-checkered-pattern spandex unitard. This ensemble is enhanced by the single gold chain he has chosen to wear; which really brings out his hair. He accessorizes this piece with a microphone; which he sways ever so subtly as he parades down the stage in this exquisite attire created by someone with way too much awesomeness to even say their name.
This is the singer for ‘Queen’. The ‘David Bowie’ side had considerably less spandex and considerably more makeup (you cant do Bowie without the makeup) ![]()
Just look how he matched the his gold lipstick and gold eyeshadow to the giant gold circle on his forehead! So simple; yet so elegant!
Oh yes! Not only do the bands play the songs…they get all dressed up too!
Its HILARIOUS!
The crowd goes nuts! The bands are insane! And the entire 20-30something population of Portland, Maine comes out to watch.
If you are planning a trip to Portland, Maine; I highly suggest to call Port City Music Hall and find out when the next THE CLASH is; and plan your trip around that! (ps: if you click any of the links to THE CLASH or PORT CITY – you will be taken to their websites so you CAN plan your trip around this event!)
And now, for your enjoyment…more photos of dudes in spandex and makeup:![]()
Cheers!
Sometimes my job as a stagehand/rigger has its perks…like getting to watch the fireworks for free at Mandalay Bay Casino’s Pool! (and in return –had to run spotlight for a horrible reggae band from Alabama..but you take the good with the bad).
Here they are setting up the fireworks. The fireworks were set up on barges in the wave pool, and on each side.
They started the show with a bang, and playing a whole bunch of USA rock and rockish-country songs (like Born In The USA, American Woman, some other country songs everyone; but me, seemed to know). Its quite a departure for someone like me; that grew up in Boston, and still thinks it kind of sacrilegious to have any music other than the Boston Pops playing to the fireworks…but I still got into it after my initial shock.
The fireworks were quite beautiful, and loud, and sparkly, and continuos! Really, just massive amounts of fireworks for 12 minutes straight. But this is Vegas; so the whole show is pretty much a giant finale to me (i except for the one time I actually braved the traffic to see the real show in Boston, im used to small townie fireworks…ones almost no bigger than the $700 kits you can buy in the store). So I thought this was a pretty big show.
It is really cool to be able to see the fireworks actually get set off; rather than being so far away you don’t see them until they blow up in the sky. I loved watching them come out of the cannons and leave trails all the way up till they exploded!
It could have also been because I was watching this from my spot tower about 30ft in the air and 100yards away from where they were shooting them off.
You can see how close the crowd is to the firework barges. Im just sad that I didn’t get to see the fireworks set a tree on fire this year (it happened a couple years ago)
And this is the finale. It was more red, white, and blue than in this photo (they shutter delay to show the trails make it look more pink, off-white, and purple – still a cool color combination).
So for all of you Americans who aren’t in America, or others who don’t celebrate the 4th of July (and why would you celebrate our Independence Day? That would be rather silly)…I hope you enjoyed my little slice of Mandalay Bay’s Fourth of July Fireworks Show.
And for all my British readers out there : HAHAHAHA, WE WON! ![]()
Cheers!
AND YES THEY ARE!
This bright red building is Edna and Lucy’s in Pownal, Maine. (407 Hallowell Road, Pownal, ME 04069)(207) 688-3029
Edna and Lucy’s is one of the best sandwich shops ive been to, and they are located in a tiny rural town in the countryside of Maine; just north of Freeport. I had a Maine Italian (different than an italian sub). Maine italians are (my family will be correcting me if I get this wrong) ham, provolone, onions, green peppers, tomatoes, pickles, and olives on a soft roll (or hotdog bun). They are not toasted. There is no ‘italian’ meat. It is a MAINE italian. So all you Bostonians and New Yorkers; stop your cursing…im kinda with you; till I had one…Maine italians are really good. They are much closer to what us people who grew up in MA (except for the cheese choice) call AN AMERICAN.
Not the point
Edna and Lucy’s has a whole range of sandwiches that would stop the cursing,and fill gaping mouths of all the New Yorkers and Bostonians (still reading in horror) with delicious awesomeness.
I also tried the (im so looking at the menu photo to get this right) GRILLED EGGPLANT on Wheat bread with (surprise) grilled eggplant, onions, spinach, goat cheese, and tapenade. MMMMM (ok, my mouth is watering right now).
Oh im just going to show you the menu photo
(yes, I distorted the photo a bit to make it bigger).
BUT WAIT…THERE’S MORE…
OH YES, Homemade treats (remember the sign on the outside from the photo at the top?…)
Look at that…on the back of the table..
HOMEMADE DONUTS!
I don’t even like donuts…and those are AMAZING!!!!! (I had some for breakfast on another day). Fruit, Scones, Molasses Ginger Cookies,..
Oh, and look in the background. Oh yes,… that IS a refrigerator display for MORE TREATS! I had some delicious baklava (so good in my mouth)!
And the lady’s who work here are the cutest, sweetest people ever! I miss country life, just how nice everyone is, and how everyone knows everyone else. If you have grown up in the city you probably think im wicked naive, and the people here may scare you because you will be positive that no one is that nice or trusting; and the whole town is up to something…and I will feel sorry for you; because in the country, they are. (nice; not up to something). Unless you have grown up in farmland, you wont understand, so I wont try to explain further. If you have, you know what I mean, and probably miss the atmosphere right now too.
Hey, look at me totally getting off the topic of the food – you are thinking this right now – but this is about the the whole place; people, food, simplicity, all of it.
Now if you look at photo 2 again; there are 2 doorways (one you just see the frame of). Guess what’s behind those doors?
A DINING ROOM! OH yes, you can also sit down and eat here at Edna and Lucy’s Wicked Good Sandwiches & Treats Shop of Awesomness! (ok, so I lengthened the name a bit)
This is a bigger picture of what you walk into from the outside. Open, clean, lots of natural light and fresh air! And the ladies are right behind the counter cooking everything in front of you; joking it up with each other and you. And since I knew someone from the area…they already knew who I was when I walked in the door.
So if you are ever in Pownal, Maine…or Freeport, Maine (Pownal is next town up and Edna and Lucy’s is only about 15min from downtown Freeport)…
…Go to Edna and Lucy’s!…(aka Wicked Good Sandwiches)
407 Hallowell Road, Pownal, ME 04069
And check out their Facebook page here
And no, this post is not created out of sponsorship, advertisement, or any other business or monetary arrangement. I just think Edna and Lucy’s is WICKED GOOD!
All opinions are my own…and in my opinion EDNA AND LUCY’s ROCKS!
Cheers!
So, I do this. I hope I’m not the only one…but the more I’m planning my trip, the more I’m starting to feel like “what the fuck am I thinking?” And “how the hell am I ever going to pull this off?”
I still need a dslr camera, a laptop, rabies shots, and external SSD (solid state drives) or something to keep backup photos on. And on top of all this, I still need to sell my stuff (going very slowly, almost non-existintly), and save at least $4000 more…in 3 months!
I’m also still waiting to find out if court for my stolen car will delay this trip or not, the place my roommate and I are renting we are now taking to court for a number of health and saftey issues…so we can get out of here. Oh, and they removed our gate codes so now we have to sit at the gate waiting for either the security or another tenant to come by and let us into our complex (honestly, I don’t know how these people could possibly think this will help their case in court)
Yeah, life happens. And it likes to do so all at once. But the “how the hell am I going to make enough money to do this when I have no idea what I’m doing” factor is the worst! I’m really trying to force myself to not do nothing and just give up!
But I knew this was coming. Every big trip (in or out of country) I do, I go through this. It will pass (usually once I buy the plane ticket…but because of court for my car, I can’t yet). But I feel the need to write about this feeling of dread, hopelessness, uncertainty, and WTFamidoing?
This blog is about not just my trip, but the emotions and things leading up to it…and this is one of those emotion things. I doubt I’m the only one that goes through this. I hope this post may help someone else who feels the same, so they can know they are not alone.
But how the hell am I going to save 4grand plus sell all my stuff? (which will almost pay for the camera and laptop…if I can get it to sell!)
Arrgghhh.
So I went to my sister’s wedding in southern Maine a couple weeks ago. By far, the best, most enthusiastic wedding I have EVER been to! (and not just because she is my sister).
Anyway, lots of friends, lots of family, a badass climate-change cold that has now dropped to pneumonia. No actual diagnosis, but since I used to get bronchitis and pneumonia if you look at me funny, im pretty familiar with the-almost-passing-out-when-you-cough-because-you-feel-like-you-are-breathing-through-soup-and-super-weakness-but-feel-like-your-heart-is-racing- feeling, and after $70 for refills (from last year’s sickness) of antibiotics and an inhaler from the pharmacy (THANK YOU NEVADA FOR REFUSING ME HEALTH INSURANCE), I did not feel the need to pay another $80 to a doctor; so he could tell me I need antibiotics and an inhaler.
But I digress
Back to the wedding. I stayed part of the time at my sister’s house…who by the way does not believe in heat, even when the day me and her maid-of-honour; whose also from the desert, arrived and it is 57 and raining inside her house . Ok, raining outside, 57 inside… (and I wonder why both me and the MOH got sick?)…
The other part of the time with my mom a little south (when I couldn’t take being cold anymore); and when the weather stopped being assy and became sunny and warm again, I went back to my sister’s. (love my sister but I am so making her come to the desert, in the 120degree summer, and refusing to turn on the AC – love ya sis)
Anyway, I am not going to go so much into the details of her wedding, because it is her wedding and the details are her business to dispense, but I will say she hired a band from Canada who consisted of 4 or 5 guys in their early to mid 20’s (one guy was not actually in the band, but helped a band member move in the morning and subsequently got invited for a weekend at a stranger’s wedding in a foreign country), bought said band a keg (yes, the band got their own keg. why? HAVE YOU EVER SEEN CANADIANS DRUNK?…or sober for that matter?) and let the band camp in her backyard.
Yes, after the festivities were over, those of us staying at my sisters had our own party with live acoustically played music…oh and chefs. We did not know that when hiring said Canadian band, we were also hiring a bunch of guys in culinary school. So not only did we get music and entertainment (and in my cousin’s case, a babysitter – when her 4 year old fell in love with the ‘sorta-in-the-band’ guy and danced with him all night long)…THEY MADE US BREAKFAST ON THE WEDDING MORNING! and WICKED good breakfast at that!
So really, this post is not so much about the wedding, as it is a stab at my sister for getting me sick (I can blame her, she’s my sister. It’s a sisterly love thing) and to talk about the awesome Canuck band from New Brunswick, who for some reason, when guys from New Brunswick get drunk they have Scottish accents. No lie. Not typical EH canadian accents you think of (though they did say EH, and I laughed when they did)…but straight up Scottish accents. And it was funny as hell! Those guys were the best. If you ever need a kickass band, WITH TONS OF TALENT, who might make you breakfast, camp in your yard, dance with your little daughters, drink a keg (or attempt to – I think they failed), and give your party a kickass GREAT time you will never forget…you should hire these guys. They are super polite, yet a riotingly good time.
Im not sure what “riotingly good time” means – but we had it! And they are. No drunken brawls, or trashed houses. No picket signs. They are wicked polite and helpful. And everyone in both families loved them! But they bring the funtimes! And singing.
Singing, ahhh the singing! Great voices…but this is not about the important ‘during wedding’ singing…this is about the ‘after wedding most of way through the keg’ singing. yes, that singing… Sing about anything random. Just making up real sounding songs to anything that happens.
Hey…should you through that beer bottle in the bonfire?
‘BOOON FIY_YER…BEEER BOTTTLE IN THE FIY-YER…’
And after 2 hours of it, one of them; so unsarcastically sits up and says: “Hey, hey guys. We should MAKE UP a song!” the rest of us bust out in stitches because what had they just been doing for the last 2 hours? I want to get married now, just so I can have them perform at another wedding!
I have just made this into a promo-for-the-band blog. And it should be. LOVED THESE GUYS!
Also, if you would like to know about this secret sister of mine; who by lack of information makes her sound like a horribly disfigured mutant creature we kept chained in the basement while growing up, throwing her scraps down the cellar steps, you can look up her blog LIKE A CUP OF TEA or check out her handmade natural soaps at GREEN BARN SOAPS.
*shameless sisterly promotion – but seriously, her soaps are REALLY good!*
CHEERS!
So I’m in Maine for a week for a wedding. My sister’s wedding. And I’m spending the week here in southern Maine (Portland/Freeport area).
Ok, so I’m not actually from Potland. I’m from much north-er in Maine, but this is what you get. Cause this is where I am, and Maine is awesome. Even when its freezing and 50 at the end of May (actu today is 77, andthe only warm day this week)
So since I’m here for the week, I’ve decided to do a travelblog article on Portland, Maine.
I haven’t been to Portland in about 8 years, and then it was really just to the State Theater and Asylum for rock shows. I do have fond memories of getting drunk at the State with my drummer friend who was on tour, crashing out and watching movies on the tour bus, then waking up at 6am to play ‘Dude Where’s My Car’ cause it got towed overnight. Hahaha. That’s was a pretty awesome adventure!
But now I’m walking around Portland. Actually, I’ve stopped to get food at the Porthole Restaurant, right on the water and then I’m going to go take a ferry ride. So today I am just bumming around Portland, Maine. When I get back to a cpu I will write a more intense, guided article on where I went in Portland.
Cheers!
-danib
So I suck at writing. Especially when its something I have to write and something I have to not sound like a tool about.
But I just finished the first draft of my trip proposal. I am proud of myself. It very likely is hilarious and sad – like watching 6 hours of Manny Paqueo sings Philippeano karaoke music…but I finished. I feel like the first time I tied my shoelaces by myself. So I guess im just bragging. I should stop. Im not Manny Paqueo. I cant beat the crap out of anyone who disagrees with my wordsmithing skills.
yes,
Wordsmithing – verb, the act of creating new words, usually by changing its known part(s) of speech or by combining 2 usually distinct words. Also includes the use of people’s names as adjectives, adverbs, and verbs. Also known as evolution of language, disregard for grammar, or inability to use grammar correctly and tries to hide it by making shit up.
-noun : wordsmith : the person who does the wordsmithing
(Examples:..just read this blog – its full of them)
August 1rst I will be taking down all the photos currently on my website : http://daniblanchette.com
I am doing this to make room for GOING NOMAD photography. So the photos currently on my site will be available for a LIMITED TIME ONLY! I will not be putting the current photos up for sale again.
I do have a couple discount photo packages available and I will probably be adding more (right now I have a ‘Performer’s Package’– which is a bunch of 8×10”s, a ‘Gallery Package’– which is large size canvas wraps, and a ‘Standout Package’ – which is mounted on a frame; like the gallery wraps, but made of photographic paper, not canvas).
Each package includes multiple size photos; and each package lets you choose different photos for each print
(I hate when you get 3-8×10” prints, but they all have to be of the same photos. Why the hell do I want to put 3 of the exact same photo up? Its stupid. Its only good for wallet size school photos to give to family, which they rarely do anything with anyway but stuff it in some junk drawer.).
If you really want multiple prints of the exact same photo you can still order it, im just giving you the option to creatively decorate your abode.
So back to selling stuff….
ALL THE PHOTOS ON http://daniblanchette.com WILL DISSAPEAR ON AUGUST 1rst!
So if you would like any prints, I recommend you buy them, soon.
And all the money from the sales of my photos goes towards my
GOING NOMAD trip!
So you are basically donating/investing your money to a great cause and receiving beautiful prints as a thank you!
(like how I did that?
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