Posted on 2007.04.24 at 00:01
Having fun. Being spontaneous. Hanging out with people and doing random, crazy things that college students do at odd hours of the day and night
Yeah, definitely hasn't been a description of me much this year. Freshman year, it was, with all the guys in Joyner, hanging out, throwing things out of windows, running up and down the halls, pulling pranks, late night food runs, playing ball....I've missed out on all that now. Last year, it was there a bit but still not that much, mainly jamming with Brad at random places and times. But this year, nothing hardly at all.
Maybe that's why I enjoyed the weekend with the Latin band so much. It was slightly out of my comfort zone but I had fun, enjoyed it, and had a family, a group of people to hang out and laugh with. After a simple "hey let's go to a party" statement by Sarah, simply to hang out and have some fun and not worry about school, it made me realize how "nerdy" basically I have been. True, I've been very productive and done better in classes, even making Dean's list last semester and putting on a recital amidst all the bands and classes, etc. Sarah's been a great support and influence and I am so thankful for her.
I just wish I had a group of guys/gals to hang out with, do crazy things with, get a little out of my comfort zone with, like I did my freshman year. Why it took me so long this year to figure it out, I do now know. I knew something was missing, and I just now realized what it was.
Maybe this summer I can meet some people to start this. Lord willing next fall I'll be in a place housing wise where there'll be guys that I'll meet and have fun hanging out with. I don't want my last year of college to be a further digression from my freshman year.
Lord help me.
Posted on 2007.03.12 at 20:24
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Willie Colon - Idilio
This past weekend, I traveled with the Latin band I am in, Color Latino. Based out of Durham, Color Latino performs everywhere, with future performances and gigs in Japan, Hollywood, and Panama City. This weekend, we went to Columbia, North Carolina. This city has the smallest population of any city in North Carolina, and the county's population is the lowest in the state as well. We gave master classes, dance lessons, and a concert at Columbia High School.
The band consisted of the leader, Misael Garriga on piano, his wife Amy on lead vocals, Tika on vocals, and Misael's brother Sammy (who flew out from California just for this gig) on bass. On drumset was Jimmy, who lives in Durham and has played with Misael for about 25 years. The conga player/percussionist was Alex Rio from Statesville. The trumpet player was William Villaba (my spanish 3 teacher at UNC) and myself on trombone. I was the only white/native english speaking/in my 20's person in the band.
The first time the whole band met for rehearsal was Wednesday evening, just a few hours before we left for the coast. From the first song we played with the whole band until the final song on the concert on Friday night, it felt like we had been playing together for years. The rhythm section was so solid and tight, and so much fun to play with. It was a feeling and sound that made playing so easy and fun. Along with playing Salsa and Merengue, we played a couple of funk songs. Misael loves funk and so to give the singers a break, the guys just jammed on a funk song that Misael wrote for his daughter, called "Princess Amber". While at Columbia high school and in between performances and master classes, we always would just start playing something and jam on that. A couple of times, we played funk stuff in 5/4, 7/4. It was so much fun.
There was never a dull moment on the trip, as everyone was always talking and laughing and just having good wholesome fun. I slowly picked up on being able to understand what they were saying in spanish, but at times they'd realize they were talking in spanish and translate it into english for me. There were many really funny moments, nearly too many to remember. I also learned about and how to play the congas, clave, el campana (cowbell), and watched/listened to a lot of really good latin bands and instrumentalists on DVD's and CD's. It was just a lot of fun and I learned so much about latin music. Probably the most educational thing was that no one in the band play the exact same rhythm. The conga's rhythm is different than the cowbell rhythm which is different than the bongos rhythm which is different than the clave rhythm which is different than the drumset's rhythm which is different than the bass.....so on and so on. It creates such a cool texture and groove of rhythm.
This weekend, it wasn't really work, or even playing my instrument with other musicians. It was communicating and interacting onstage while having a blast in the process. Whenever we performed and played for people, we just enjoyed having another opportunity to play and make good music. The band ate/slept/traveled/played together, and it made a difference in how and what we played. It was so much fun. I wish everyone could experience something similar to what I experienced this weekend. Sure, I was a minority, surrounded by a language I only understood every now and then. But the music erased those barriers, and I fit in with the group and was a part of the band.
This weekend was awesome, and can't wait to get back together with those guys and play.
Posted on 2006.11.30 at 03:00
Current Mood: cheerful
(in pointing to the interlocking NC on the floor) "That's what it's all about...It's on the floor, it's on your shirt, it's in your heart, That is why we're all here" - Stuart Scott
So many times, people talk about "if you wanna go see college football, go to Notre Dame...if you wanna hear real jazz, go to New Orleans.." etc. Well, if you want to see and experience true college basketball, Chapel Hill is the place to be, and it was especially so tonight. Starting with the early 1920's, to Frank McGuire, up through the Dean Smith Era, and now to the present era, Chapel Hill has been the place to be for college basketball. And college basketball in its most traditional and wholesome sense. It's about tradition, class, and simply playing the game as its meant to be played.
There were some amazing moments tonight. As soon as the team ran out prior to the start of the game, the roar of the crowd was not the normal roar you hear when we play a lesser known team. There was raw energy and excitement there, and the place was packed. The old people stood up more than usual, the student sections and risers were up and cheering the entire game constantly, and EVERYONE was into the game. Also, the blues brothers made a guest appearance, and Ramses got to conduct the band.
One thing I love about being at Carolina is how much fans and students TRULY know about their team and basketball in general. We know when our team's not really playing, even if we're up by 10, and they also know when we ARE playing, and it is very exciting. The crowd appreciates and lets the players know they liked the extra hustle, the tough defense, and it pays off with the reward on the offensive end. And everyone was waiting to see Tyler dunk the ball, and when he did in the first half......BOOM! It was awesome.
Being at the game with your friends and cheering and acting goofy is what it's all about, too. I would rather stand with Corey, Charles, Virginia, and all the other tubas during the game and play and dance and cheer and scream than to sit court-side at these games. It's really special to be a part of the experience, and best of all, it's in Chapel Hill, where true college basketball still exists.
Walking back from the game, with students cheering and everyone excited about the huge win over Ohio State, it felt like March already. Only those kind of celebrations occur over big wins in Jan/Feb.
Not in November.
Posted on 2006.05.14 at 23:43
this is the opening monologue from Patton, the movie about the famous war general. enjoy.
Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. Men, all this stuff you’ve heard about America not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans traditionally love to fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big league ball player, the toughest boxer. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That’s why Americans have never lost and will never lose a war. Because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans.
Now, an Army is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff about individuality for the Saturday Evening Post don’t know anything more about real battle than they do about fornicating.
We have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit and the best men in the world. You know, by God I actually pity those poor bastards we’re going up against. By God, I do. We’re not just going to shoot the bastards, we’re going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We’re going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel.
Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do.
Now there’s another thing I want you to remember. I don’t want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We’re not holding anything. Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and we’re not interested in holding onto anything except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose and we're going to kick him in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of him all the time and we're gonna go through him like crap through a goose.
There’s one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home. And you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what did you do in the great World War II, you won’t have to say, "Well, I shoveled shit in Louisiana."
Alright now, you sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel. Oh, and I will be
proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle – anytime, anywhere.
Posted on 2006.04.09 at 23:53
Current Mood: tired
fun time...the name of a Count Basie Band chart off of their Album "Straight Ahead" ....and also what today was in a nutshell. Hung out with Kitty Mcleod and Bethany Phillis and AJ Reynolds in Greensboro as AJ and I sang in his church's easter cantata. My parents came. Then had dinner with my parents and friends and AJ's family and friends. It was fun:-) listened to Bill Engvall all night, got Steak and Shake milkshakes, went to walmart......It was a lot of fun. Very thankful to have such good people as friends.
Posted on 2006.03.20 at 00:20
Lucas: Right Now
Adam Lucas on the loss to George Mason.
March 19, 2006
By Adam Lucas
DAYTON--Right now this hurts.
Tomorrow, supposedly, it will feel better.
Right now all I know is that tomorrow will bring a morning newspaper with the obligatory "sad faces on bench" photo of the Tar Heels.
Tomorrow I think I will leave the paper in the driveway all day.
Right now Quentin Thomas is in the Dayton Arena, in the shower, flat on his back in full uniform.
Tomorrow I think Quentin Thomas should be so proud of the progress he made this season.
Right now Wes Miller, who has been the go-to guy for the media all season, isn't answering any questions. Right now he is hunched over facing his locker, head in his hands.
Tomorrow I think Wes Miller will be back in the gym working on his shot. Maybe even tonight.
Right now Tyler Hansbrough is up on that familiar NCAA blue podium answering questions from the media, and you know what? Right now Tyler Hansbrough looks very young.
Tomorrow I think Tyler Hansbrough might take a moment to reflect on one of the most fantastic freshman seasons in Carolina history.
Right now I look back on that senior night win in Durham as, frustratingly, the emotional peak of the season.
Tomorrow I think I will look back on that senior night win in Durham as one of the most memorable wins of the Roy Williams era.
Right now Roy Williams is not crying. And that, somehow, makes it hurt worse. Right now his eyes are red and the tears are there, but he is talking about his team and calling them "an unbelievable group of kids" and the tears can't fall. Have you ever been so hurt you can't cry anymore?
Tomorrow I think he will still feel the same way about this team, and that is what makes them--and him--so endearing.
Right now I wish George Mason had never put in that 1-2-2 zone in practice a few weeks ago.
Tomorrow I think we will start to realize, just as Williams said, that the game has changed. The first- and second-round games are no longer walkovers for the power programs. They are legitimate contests against competitive teams who have good basketball players and aren't intimidated.
Right now I wish Carolina hadn't made that last comeback. Right now I wish David Noel hadn't made that game-tying three-pointer and Bobby Frasor hadn't cut the lead to two points with 20 seconds to play. Because that just made it more painful at the end.
Tomorrow I think that spirit will make me proud.
Right now Reyshawn Terry knows he could have done better.
Tomorrow I think he will start committing himself to doing exactly that.
Right now Bobby Frasor's eyes are red.
Tomorrow I think he will be better from having played a full season at point guard and being forced to run a team in the Atlantic Coast Conference, something very few rookies ever have to do.
Right now David Noel...right now I am not ready to write about David Noel.
Right now I want the Tar Heels to come back on the floor. They walked off the Dayton Arena floor all wrong. They walked off at the opposite corner from the hundreds of Carolina fans who had come to support them. We were standing there, completely silent, ready to give them one last ovation, hoping there might be one more chance to raise our hands above our heads and clap until our hands hurt. And then they were gone, disappearing into the tunnel, and all we could do was stand there and put our hands in our pockets.
Tomorrow I think I will write them a letter.
Right now I do not want to hear about brackets, Cinderellas, or upsets. Right now I do not want to watch one second of the rest of the NCAA Tournament.
Tomorrow I think I will start paying attention to baseball.
Right now Marcus Ginyard is doing what he has always been willing to do--answer questions from the media. They have ignored him for most of the year but now he is one of the few capable of putting together a coherent sentence, and now they need him. And right now he is as gracious as he has been throughout the season.
Tomorrow I think he'll be on the way to being one of the best defenders Carolina has ever had.
Right now David Noel...right now I am not ready to write about David Noel.
Right now Danny Green is not smiling for one of the first times all season.
Tomorrow I think the smile will be back, because 19-year-olds bounce back so much faster than we do.
Right now Byron Sanders is a success story. He has been occasionally maligned and occasionally loved. And he will leave as something maybe no one expected a year ago--a valuable contributor to the 2006 Tar Heels.
Tomorrow I think Byron Sanders will be a success story, because he'll be one day closer to his degree and one day he'll probably do something with a computer that will make you shake your head and say, "Man, that kid knows his stuff."
Right now I don't want to think about next year, which is funny because when this season started--think back with me--all anyone wanted to talk about was next year. "Just survive this year and get to next year. Man, we are going to be good next year. I can't wait until next year." But right now I don't want to hear about recruits or depth or predictions or schedules.
Tomorrow I think 2007 might start to look very enjoyable.
Right now I am disappointed.
Tomorrow I think this team becomes a benchmark. As in sitting around 10 years from now and telling your buddy, "Man, if this team played as hard as that team we had in 2006..."
Right now David Noel is everything that's right about Carolina basketball, everything you thought had been lost in a wave of NBA early entries and me-first players and a lack of fundamentals. David Noel takes charges. David Noel thanks the passer. David Noel huddles at the foul line. David Noel says "yes, sir." David Noel leads.
Tomorrow I think someone will say, "All they're losing is David Noel next year," and they will vastly underestimate what a colossal loss that will be, as though all you have to do is replace the 12.6 points and 6.8 rebounds per game and the role is filled.
Right now I am still in love with a basketball team and I am heartbroken.
Tomorrow I think the pain will start to go away.
Right now I am ready for tomorrow.
Posted on 2006.02.15 at 01:41
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: "Cotton Tail" - Duke Ellington
song of Valentine's Day:
My funny Valentine
Sweet comic Valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable
Yet you're my favourite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little Valentine stay
Each day is Valentine's day
and i love the miles davis version, which can be heard here
. hope everyone had a great day. mine was kind of lonely, but thats just the way it goes sometimes.
Posted on 2005.12.17 at 23:32
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: "Don't Be That Way"-Benny Goodman
I'm just sittin here in my dorm, postponing packing, exhausted after playing both games and only getting about 6 hrs of sleep last night. Oh well. I was thinking today after the women's team beat Coastal Carolina 98-41 whilewe were playing "Carolina Victory", the song we play after every sporting event/game that we win. And every time we play it we are glad to play it, knowing that we won. I dont know why it took me so long to think of this, but I wonder what emotion/feeling the pep band had, that went to indiannapolis for the NCAA final four and championship, when the buzzer sounded, and Fuchs (the director) turned and gave the band the "V" signal to play Victory. And knowing at that moment, you, your school, The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, had beat Undefeated Illinois and won THE NCAA Div. I National Championship. for the 5th time. And were truly the best in the land, truly NCAA champions, no ?'s about it. You won. Illinois didn't win. UNC won. It was a Carolina Victory. And the biggest one at that. I know if i would've been there i would've had cold chills all over me for a long time. and also knowing that you were a part of history and tradition at this university, thats awesome. Its really cool how much one simple song can impact ya, and then when you dont play it one game, it really hits you hard. Pretty cool, i think. but i'm a dork like that. Hope you all have a wonderful christmas break, take care! Merry Christmas
Posted on 2005.12.16 at 00:51
Current Music: Hallelujah Chorus by Handel
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Posted on 2005.12.15 at 09:47
Current Mood: happy
Current Music: "Nobody Loves You (When You're Down and Out)"-Eric Clapton
Wow, hard to believe that another semester is over. took my last exam today, wonderful spanish III, which wasn't too bad, glad to be done. Just sitting here thinking about the past year, 2005, and all that happened. The people met, the friendships made, the few friendships sadly lost, different times, places, emotions, ups/downs,... but we all make it. Sometimes we don't think we can but thanks to the good Lord, He helps us and we can make it. The other day I was thinking about the night we won the National Championship. What an amazing night. Def. an experience i will not forget. Then, on TV they showed the 1982 NCAA Championship game against Georgetown, where we beat them w/ Michael Jordan's shot w/ under thirty seconds to go, Dean Smith as the head coach, James Worthy, Matt Doherty, Sam Perkins. The band was there, same fight songs,(Tag, Victory, Tar Heels on Hand...) the crowd in their carolina blue w/ the blue pom poms... And then, I just started thinking about the tradition we have here at Carolina, and the things that connect everyone, regardless of when you came here and what happened. That tradition, way of life at this university is in you, and that it never leaves you. I'm so glad to be here, and I know i'm going to miss it when i have to leave. But i'm going to enjoy it all i can while I'm here. Hope everyone has a good break, and for those studying abroad, hope everything goes well, be thinking about you all and praying for you. No matter where you are, God is there, also. You all will be missed. happy thursday, and Happy Holidays!!