dimafleck: the living legend.

second list is a monster.

magic.

WHAT A FOX! bouche you dog you.

dima's list: All of Hampton Jones Beach nights 1&2 (amazing seats) Asheville Bonnaroo FOX Theatre. tickets and hotels for all of these. oh man. i love 2009.

i stand corrected. that was the worst music i've ever heard.

it wasn't bad if it was some hack drunkin bar band trying to sound like the grateful dead. no one was in it...not one inspired note...it was all just so forced sounding and off. not only was it very flat sounding and uninspired...but the whole band was off in terms of timing. at 2:36 you can see phil bobbing his head in a desperate attempt to get bob to up his tempo.

ever. even burnt out hippies would put down the baby they are eating and walk out of this garbaage. The Die Alreadies. old ugly guys in bad suits ruining a good song. that was pathetic.

you hippies make me fucking sick to my stomach.

NPR's "ALL SONGS CONSIDERED"

my girlfriend hates this one. *annoying girl rant* "you know!! there was a time when that was okay for a guy to think and act like that....you every gonna do that to me? huh? people kill their wives over things like this....how can you bop your head to this .... yappa yappa yappa, blah blah blah...." somtimes, broads just need to keep their mouth shut while i'm digging a great driving song. The Beatles: Run for your Life. Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl Than to be with another man You better keep your head, little girl Or I won't know where I am You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end'a little girl Well you know that I'm a wicked guy And I was born with a jealous mind And I can't spend my whole life Trying just to make you toe the line You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end'a little girl Let this be a sermon I mean everything I've said Baby, I'm determined And I'd rather see you dead You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end'a little girl I'd rather see you dead, little girl Than to be with another man You better keep your head, little girl Or you won't know where I am You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end'a little girl Na, na, na Na, na, na Na, na, na Na, na, na

just go see caution jam.

i'd totally nail her. don't worry booche, you're still my favorite meth addict. i'm just sayin.....she's cute.

this is perfect. enough time to enjoy asheville, see phish, recoup, and take the 4 hour drive into bonnaroo. asheville 9th. bonnaroo starts on the 11th.

tickets to all 3 nights aswell! hotel 2 miles from the venue. 2009 is going rock.

their lastest album "PROG" is what got me into them.

holy shit. I saw these guys a the Village Vanguard (which is the coolest little jazz club i've ever been in), and they blew my mind. It was more than just music, it was a learning experience. Unbelieve, totally fresh, technically revolutionary. my trip to new york city was absoultley amazing, and these guys were a huge highlight.

well gang, I'm shipping off to buffalo, and then to NYC. Its been a fantastic year. I hope most of you feel the same way. You make my time online a little more fun, and for that I thank you. To Booche my honey bunny.... I always knew you were special....but there was one moment in 2008 that I will remember forever. I slid a glass cup up my ass and it shattered while stlll inside my rectum....I was scared, I was hurt, and I didn't think I could make it... but then you, my knight in shining armor, quickly put the camera down and helped me pick the shards of glass out of my bleeding anus. You even helped clean up the bloody, shitty pile of blood/glass/shit that we left on my carpet the next morning. Thats when I knew we'd be together forever.... I heart you more than I love sucking off Tiesto while he pushes play and collects his cheque. HAPPY NEW YEAR to the last tribe of Jambanders left in Canada. You're a rare and beautiful breed. -Dima

dima update: just got some tickets to see THE BAD PLUS @ the village vanguard on the 30th! wooo.

like what?

no...its the brantford still lingering on your clothing.

i would hope that mohawk college has taught you how to use a variety of adjectives.

dude, you're 28 , even kids in highschool have realized that using the term "gay" is kinda dumb when describing something that you feel negatively about.

tiesto vip with an apartment in midtown manhatten. not too shabby.

last night falling on 08/02 trust.

point is, i'm right.