Gris Gris
I'm totally inspired lately by the awesome posts over at Said the Gramophone, maybe even enough to actually start putting some real effort/creativity into my posts. I was recently thinking of posting the Sloan song "Deeper than Beauty", but I'm glad that I didn't because Sean's post said how I feel about the song better than I could. Maybe I'll do a post on "Loosens" instead sometime.
The Gris Gris - Everytime
This song is the official soundtrack to the time in high school when my friend Ryan's crazy older girlfriend was driving us down Columbia Avenue at about midnight and for no apparent reason swerved off the road and onto the meridian, accelerating over a grassy hill and into the parking lot of the Fireside Inn. No one really knew what was going on, but she started laughing and probably called us "a bunch of pussies". When she drove back out onto Columbia, we all assumed that her craziness had subsided. But within a few seconds she began to accelerate again, only this time she shut off the headlights and began speeding towards the nearest intersection. After running one red light, she got to the next intersection and made a hard left on another red light with no signal (and no lights on) against oncoming traffic and began speeding towards the road where you drop off the recycling and that ultimately leads out behind the arena. All this time we were screaming at her to stop the car, but she kept accelerating down the unlit road the headlights still off. The tension increased when she began to speed up as we approached what everyone else in the car knew was a brick wall. (She was from out of town). Then, with no warning, she stopped the car, missing a zamboni parked out back by a few feet and the brick wall by even less.
[Buy the Gris Gris self titled album at Insound. I highly recommend it.]
The Gris Gris - Everytime
This song is the official soundtrack to the time in high school when my friend Ryan's crazy older girlfriend was driving us down Columbia Avenue at about midnight and for no apparent reason swerved off the road and onto the meridian, accelerating over a grassy hill and into the parking lot of the Fireside Inn. No one really knew what was going on, but she started laughing and probably called us "a bunch of pussies". When she drove back out onto Columbia, we all assumed that her craziness had subsided. But within a few seconds she began to accelerate again, only this time she shut off the headlights and began speeding towards the nearest intersection. After running one red light, she got to the next intersection and made a hard left on another red light with no signal (and no lights on) against oncoming traffic and began speeding towards the road where you drop off the recycling and that ultimately leads out behind the arena. All this time we were screaming at her to stop the car, but she kept accelerating down the unlit road the headlights still off. The tension increased when she began to speed up as we approached what everyone else in the car knew was a brick wall. (She was from out of town). Then, with no warning, she stopped the car, missing a zamboni parked out back by a few feet and the brick wall by even less.
[Buy the Gris Gris self titled album at Insound. I highly recommend it.]
7 Comments:
I agree the posts at StG never cease to amaze and entertain me. Quite inspiring indeed!
I really enjoyed this personal post Ian, I hope to see more.
Gris Gris! Ian, were you out at their recent show here? They've played here three times since Oct. 2004.
I was at their show in April, after I'd finished watching the Black Mountain show earlier in the night. I was very, very intoxicated but I totally remember them playing this particular song. Were you at the show in April, Amy?
Someday I want you to write a book about the 100 times you almost died and call it "Castlegar - The 100 times I almost died".
I was at the more recent show at the Silver Dollar. I went straight to bed after Black Mountain!
Kalin, the book is finished, I'm just waiting for a band to record the spoken word version with Celtic fiddle accompaniment. It will be sweet, though, I promise.
I'm almost done the midi fiddle for the 53rd time you almost died in Castlegar. More than half way there!
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