Frank MotherFooking Turner — SeaDick’s Visual Set List

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So IJ (and our better halves) took in a concert to start the Labor Day weekend.  First we had a little dinner at The Dearborn.  Solid meal, especially if you like strong drinks and two pounds of butter in your mashed potatoes.  IJ and I had the short ribs.  I know, I know, you are shocked.  We then headed over to the Chicago Theater.

If you told me that I could see any two musical acts on the planet right now, I would respond Jason Isbell and Frank Turner.  Well guess what Mrs. SeaDick got me for my birthday sports fans, that’s right, tickets to see Frank Turner and the Sleeping Souls open for Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit.  It really doesn’t get any better than that.

What can I say about the show other than it lived up to my expectations.  Absolutely freaking awesome.  The only complaint I have is that the bartenders at the Chicago Theatre wouldn’t pour a double.  WTF?  Have no fear sports fans, there is a solution to every problem.  You know what you have when you order two Captain and Diets and tell them to hold the diet in one of them?  Problem solved, that’s what.

So even though I just said that I couldn’t say anything else about the show besides it living up to expectations, in typical Monkey fashion, I am going to say some more.  For those of you unfamiliar with Frank Turner (or Frank Mother*&king Turner as IJ likes to say) he is an amazing performer and one of the hardest working guys in showbiz.  I saw him at Lolla last year where he did 4 shows in less than 24 hours.  This was show 2092 for he and his band.  Frank ain’t lazy.  Originally part of a UK punk band (Million Dead), he now fronts the band with an acoustic (hey Muni, please note the proper spelling of that word) guitar, writes some of the best lyrics ever and plays some of the best straight up rock and roll on the planet.  That would be pretty cool alone, but as I mentioned previously, Frank and his band are performers.  He knows how to engage an audience and his shows are some of the best you can see.  Go. See. Frank. Motherfooking. Turner.

You can get more info and find his music here if you like Spotify:

Or here if you prefer iTunes:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/frank-turner/id108696785

If you are a music geek like me, then you probably hit SetList.fm both before you go to a concert and afterwards so that you can see the set list for the performer you are going to see or make sure you remember what you heard, especially if you manage the double C&D work around to perfection and parts of the evening get a little hazy.  So here is the set list for Frank from Friday.  Good info, but pretty boring right?  Not to mention that I had to correct it because the asshat who posted it the first time forgot a fooking song.  How can you forget a fooking song?  Time to do it right.  I decided to record a short video clip of each of the songs performed.  The full SeaDick Set List is below, enjoy.  (Song titles are links to the songs in iTunes.) Continue reading

Sunday Night’s Episode of Game of Thrones was OK I Guess

Alotta guys are out there saying that Sunday night’s episode of Game of Thrones was the best episode of television, ever.  Well, who am I to disagree?  It was awesome, no one can deny that.  And probably the only competition is the prior GOT episodes from past seasons with major battles, like when the wildlings assaulted the Wall, or the Battle of the Bastards, or Hardhomme, when the skeletons just rained down over the cliff and overwhelmed the Night’s Watch.  Those were awesome too, you guys.  I mean, in that battle for the Wall, you had giants riding in on fucking MAMMOTHS, which are extinct, the last time I checked.  People forget that.  

So yea, I’m not going to quibble over which of the GOT battle episodes was best.  I will admit I had a rager pointing north the entire battle scene with the dragon and the Dothraki’s and Bronn manning the ballista.  But I do have a couple of complaints, because I don’t think the battle was realistic.

SPOILER ALERT, obviously, dumbass.

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Top X Greatest Songs Ever

Top 10 Songs

Like I said a couple weeks ago, I gotta break my blogging slump.  Tried to get back in the groove a couple weeks ago, but work and life sometimes interfere with our true calling.  Started a couple blogs on Trump and fucking Republicans, but that is just going to create controversy, and I certainly don’t need any more of that in my life.  So here’s an easy one, and something we can all agree on—the Top Ten Greatest Songs EVER.  Not exactly breaking new ground here, but since it is a list, in order, and covers the greatest songs EVER, it automatically qualifies for Premier Blog status.  Can’t really argue with that logic.

Actually, although the Top 10 songs are pretty obvious, I suppose reasonable minds could differ on the ORDER of the Top Ten.  And maybe there is some gray area as to the 10 spot.  Hotel California really should be on the list, and I expect to catch holy hell for its exclusion.  Oh well.  That is what premier blogging is all about.

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A Lot of Guys are Team Husband on this Divorce and it is Hard to Disagree

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LINK  – A New York developer is willing to give up half of his $2 billion fortune just to end his messy divorce case — and he can’t stop laughing about it.

“As soon as this divorce is over, I’m getting remarried,” he declared after a hearing into his breakup with his spouse of 58 years, who has thus far not agreed to his offer of a 50-50 financial split.Developer Harry Macklowe, 79, was in a joking mood outside a Manhattan civil courtroom Tuesday as he talked about handing his wife, Linda Macklowe, a cool $1 billion so she will sign legal papers freeing him to be with his younger French gal pal.

The giddy real estate mogul then launched into an impromptu comedy set for reporters, telling a string of “Take my wife — please”-style jokes straight from a Henny Youngman routine.

The act included several long quips such as this one:

A husband has been giving his wife incredible pleasure, beyond her wildest fantasies, for 30 years of marriage. But they always have sex with the lights off. One night she gets curious, leans over and flips the light switch on. She is shocked to see that her husband is using a vibrator on her. “I knew it, you jerk, explain the vibrator!” she says. “Explain the kids!” he says.

First off, I would like to go on record and declare that I am normally Team Wife.  Seen this scenario a thousand times.  The husband and wife have been together for decades, with him bringing in the cash, and her at home raising the kids and being a MILF.  Then, at some point, he feels like she doesn’t appreciate all his hard work and sacrifice for the family.  Coincidentally, around this time, he just so happens to get some much needed attention from a young secretary or whatever.  Meanwhile, the wife may have a few wrinkles (or not, if she is getting those $1800 Botox injections), but she is still taking care of things at home and looks damn good in the yoga pants.  Regardless, like your president does every decade or so, the husband kicks the older broad to the curb in exchange for the newer model.  That is usually where I come in, to comfort and console all those rejected 40 something MILF’s out there in their time of need.  So naturally I am Team Wife, 9 times out of 10 anyway.   Continue reading