Warner Bros. has yet give us official word on this, but it looks like Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows parts I and II are going to be released in 3D. I never read these books (start the stone-throwing), but I do think the movies have all been pretty good.
Part I is set for release November 19 and part II should hit theaters July 15, 2011.
Do you think 3D can contribute much to these films, or is this just part of a larger gimmick in the cinema world?
“I hope to hell that when I do die somebody has the sense to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetary. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? Nobody.”—JD Salinger (via afternoonsnoozebutton)
Directions: Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog with 16 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose some people to be tagged. You can’t tag the person who tagged you.
1. I’m secretly a little kid.
2. I have my entire musical career mapped out.
3. My dreamhouse will have a really deep ball pit with a trampoline at the bottom.
4. It’s almost scary how much I idolize John Mayer.
5. I have a working record player in my bedroom and a really nice record collection.
6. I’ve been to more concerts than I can count, and almost all of those artists had their heyday between 1964 and 1984.
7. I can’t stand writing on paper with pen without another piece of paper beneath it.
8. I cannot dance. At all.
9. I may or may not have a mouthwash addiction. >_>
10. I have an extensive collection of snowglobes from various parts of the world, most of which I’ve never been to. My two favorites are from Niagara Falls and Cleveland.
11. I have a Beatle fetish to the point where I used to (and occasionally still do) fantasize about being in Paul McCartney’s touring band.
12. I go through musical phases where I obsess about a band, absorb as much knowledge as I can about them, then move on to the next band.
13. I have a rather irrational fear of ants.
14. I can name every chemical element on the periodic table.
15. I have a weakness for awards shows.
16. If I go more than a couple of days without playing guitar or piano, my hands start to move on their own.
Chris Maier is trying to make a mountain out of a molehill. This is my side of the “mountain.”
So today after school, during auditions for this year’s MPAHS dinner, we were just about to launch into “Build Me Up Buttercup” when Chris Maier came out of the back room with a guitar. I don’t believe he was using it to audition, and either way it wasn’t his turn. “Get the fuck outta here,” I said in my best “The Situation” voice, “you can’t even play guitar.”
To those of you not familiar with Chris Maier, he is often the butt of the drummers’ jokes in Jazz Band. I will occasionally throw in a comment, but it’s always in good fun and is in no way intended to seriously insult Chris. Backstage during last year’s Spring Concert, he was playing my guitar, and every song he played either sounded like or was by Oasis. We commented on it and then had a big discussion about how, big hits aside, Oasis is generally terrible. (Also, this was the first of two rap battles Chris challenged Garren to, failing miserably both times. The first of these resulted in the unfortunate revelation that Chris is “six and a half, erect.” His words, folks.)
Yes, Chris can be cocky sometimes. It was slightly irritating when he was a freshman, but we’ve always been able to take him down to ground level. He does have the bad habit of not only touching, but playing other people’s instruments without permission, and they’re generally the loud ones (electric guitar, drums, assorted percussion instruments). However, he has often made it a point to state how much he detests the drummers. Additionally, completely out of the blue, Chris walked up next to me when we were on our way to our annual Jazz Band brunch and said, verbatim, “I just wanted to let you know that I really don’t like you. I just wanted to get that off my chest.” And he said it all with a weird smile on his face. This should give you an idea of what Chris is like. He is also an extremely talented pianist, which sometimes he uses as justification for his ego. But he is likely the best jazz pianist in the school, and he’s only a sophomore, so we have to give him cred there.
So you would think that “Get the fuck outta here; you can’t play guitar” would just be brushed off. Nope.
First off, he gives me a rather violent shove. “How do you like that?” he says. Then he mentions, as he’s done since I first met him, that I don’t know how to play piano. Now, I have never taken a piano lesson in my life; I am completely self-taught. So if he’s referencing technical aspects, then perhaps I cannot correctly play piano. But I am at least a more-than-capable player, correctly or incorrectly. I’m far from limited in my abilities, and I can play almost anything I can play on guitar, which is a hell of a lot. So it’s not as if he’s always been in awe of me and I shot him down. It was nothing like that.
Then I got a facebook comment: fuck you.
I proceeded to delete it; My parents, grandparents, brother, and young siblings are all facebook friends. They shouldn’t see such language.
Seconds later: deleting my comments?
I didn’t feel like dealing with this. I deleted that comment as well, which was then followed up with it’s cool. we can talk thursday or tomorrow if i see you. Like I had made a personal attack.
So I wrote on his facebook wall that it was nothing personal; just that he’s not the best guitar player, and frankly, if he’s not on the piano, his rhythm isn’t that great. A little unwarranted, and in retrospect a little unwonted, but I was fighting fire with fire (or perhaps gasoline). What followed was a torrent of comments, including a near-essay by his older brother about how I had attacked Chris for showing enthusiasm about music.
Now why would I attack anyone for having enthusiasm about music?
I enjoy playing with Chris. He is a good musician, at least on piano. He has a good ear, and we can play off of each other. He helped keep things together when some Jazz Band members played a last-minute show at a winery, and most of the rhythm section listens to the piano if we get lost. He’s nowhere near a bad musician.
It is my firm belief that there is a difference between guitar players and people who play guitar. Guitar players know scales, can solo, can easily transpose, can play chords on several different places on the neck, and really play the instrument. People who play the guitar learn the chords to songs and play them on the guitar. They don’t sound bad, and often they’re very good at what they do. I am in the former category and Chris is in the latter. He can ably play songs on the guitar. He is not a guitar player, however.
In conclusion, when Chris accepts that I can play piano, I’ll accept that he can play guitar.