Posts Tagged ‘grateful dead’
Patrick Stump’s Dad Big Deadhead
Fall Out Boy has a new album out, American Beauty/American Psycho. The “Beauty” part comes from the Grateful Dead album of the same name; the “Psycho” is for the Bret Easton Ellis novel.
(There are actually movies with the same title — “American Beauty” and “American Psycho“, the latter being actually based on the Easton Ellis novel, which I’ve read and don’t recommend because it’s very disturbing. Never saw the movie, which stars Christian Bale. “American Beauty” the movie has nothing to do with the Grateful Dead album as far as I know, and I personally found it to be a bit overrated. The Dead album is good. Now that you know my opinion of everything, let’s move on with the article, shall we?)
I read that Fall Out Boy sampled a Mötley Crüe song on their new record but after listening to every song on American Beauty/American Psycho I couldn’t find it. So I hit the Google. An Billboard article from December 2014 clued me in that a bit of “Too Fast For Love” is used on the title track. I’ll have to listen to it again. (Note: I like Fall Out Boy a lot. This isn’t their best album but I’m OK with that.)
Further down in the Billboard story is this little tidbit of info:
Despite the nod to the Dead, there is no “Box of Rain” cover, though it would score Stump some points with his family. “I was talking about that record with some friends the other day. My dad is a huge Deadhead,” he said.
I’m trying to imagine a Fall Out Boy cover of Box of Rain, and it’s not easy. I could see Patrick Stump singing/playing it acoustic, whereas if the whole band did it they’d need to do it more hardcore, in my humble opinion. Like most of what Fall Out Boy does, I’d give it a listen.
It’s funny to think of the lead singer’s dad being “a huge Deadhead”. It’s a small, personal detail that made me smile. One of the things I like about Fall Out Boy (other than their music) is that they come across as honest and fairly normal. I don’t know them, and of course it’s possible that they’re all weird dudes. But that’s not the impression I get when I read about them. It helps that I like their music.
via Fall Out Boy Talk New Album, Motley Crue & Grateful Dead | Billboard.
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Dad wakes up at 3am to get Jonas Brothers tickets
I don’t know how I feel about this. On the one hand, I guess its a nice thing for dad to do — get up at an ungodly hour so that his kid could get good seats to a Jonas Brothers concert. Specifically, he first got up at 3am to drive to ANOTHER STATE to get the tickets, then didn’t get them, then managed to score some online. He also was “willing” to sit in the nosebleed seats so his spawn and her friend could scream like maniacs fans in the third row.
When I was in high school, I went to a couple of concerts. If I recall correctly, my first concert was a Grateful Dead show at Giants Stadium. The kid described here is 15, I think I was 16. My mother definitely did NOT drive me someplace to get tickets. There was no internet ticketing (this was, you know, the pleistocene era) and I didn’t have a credit card, so I guess we got the tickets at a record store or something. (Kids, record stores were these places where people went to buy music. Records? Those were… oh, never mind.)
I do remember getting tickets for the first reunion tour of The Who. We got up early, went to a local record store, waited on line (that’s “on line” not “online”) and bought the tickets using cash. (Kids, cash is this filthy currency thing that people still use today. Really.) At this point I was 17 or 18, and someone had a car, but if that wasn’t the case, we would have found a way to get there.
As for getting to the shows, for the Dead show we took the bus. Got home late. And you know what? It was fine. (I did put the apple juice in the cabinet with the plates and other dishes, but that’s a verrry different story.) Once someone was old enough to drive, we drove. But it was our job to figure it out.
So it’s nice of dad to do that, but really, why can’t kids do this stuff on their own?
Source: The Poop
