Most People Are DJ's

Next week I will be going to a concert. Probably the last one I go to for awhile. Ten years ago this might have been a big deal but these days I don't really go to that many shows. The older I get the less time I have and the less money I have to spend on shows (thanks Ticketmaster!). I'm not really that bummed about it. I still love music as much as I did when I was younger but with the exception of a few bands (the lawrence arms, smoking popes, anything Blake Schwarzenbach is involved in) I don't need to see a band I've seen ten times before.

The Hold Steady is band I've wanted to see for about 5 years and for whatever reason it just hasn't worked out. Maybe because I spent the last 3 and 1/2 years I spent working 60-70 hours a week? Anyways, unless something crazy happens (like a baby being born!) I will finally get to see them live. If you are not familiar with the Hold Steady they are a band of guys that are in their late 30's. About ten years ago they were all working office jobs and they decided to start a band so they could hang out, drink beer and play music together. I don't think they ever intended to put out an album originally. Next week they are releasing their 5th album and they headlining shows around the country. Not bad Hold Steady, not bad.

I've loved music for a long time. I used to play it. Sometimes I still want to. I was never very good, but I had a lot of fun. If it was up to my wife I would still play. I think if I had people to play with I might be more inclined to do it. But I am still a fan of music. Sometimes at night I put my headphones up to Summer's stomach and play music for Elliott. I think he loves it. He moves really crazy when the music is on. Either that he hates it and that's why he's moving around. I would rather think that he loves it. It makes me wonder what kind of music he will like when he gets older. I was talking to this guy Gabe at my work about that, and we came to the conclusion that by the time he is old enough to really get into music I probably won't like or understand the music that he likes. I think that if I played my Dad Black Flag or Bad Brains its not that he wouldn't get it but it's not what he would listen to. In the future there will probably be guys dressing like girls with long hair, wearing makeup and screaming like crazy. Uh, wait a second. Speaking of guys dressing like girls will someone please tell Jared Leto to just stop it already. He is almost ten years older than me and seeing a grown man wearing tight pants and makeup is weird.

One of the coolest realizations about becoming a father that I had this week is that it is very possible that my son will not be interested in any of these things I am writing about right now. I am completely ok with that. It doesn't really matter what he likes, I will love him regardless. And that is actually pretty exciting to me. To see him grow up and find out what kind of stuff he likes and being involved in that with him, whatever it is. I also realized this week that when he is born we have to play him all kinds of nursery music and stuff. I mean, we HAVE to. If it was up to me we would be jamming Zeppelin and the Beatles all the time. But can you imagine how deprived a child would be to not have ever heard Old McDonald had a farm, but knew all the lyrics to Dyer Maker. Other kids might think he was weird.

one more thing

Since one else will probably read this after today I need to make sure I give a special shout out to my wife Summer. She kind of made this whole baby thing possible. Not only is she one of the most amazing people I have ever known, check this out, she is 8 months pregnant and still working! By choice, I swear I am not making her. I told her she can stop anytime now. She substitute teaches so she gets to sit down a lot so everyone calm down. I love you Summer, thank you for everything you do for me and for our son. You are going to be the best Mommy in the world!

testing....is this thing on?

So I was hanging out with my buddies Rusty and Chris a couple weeks ago at a warehouse in Riverside watching some bands play. We were talking about the fact that I was the first one in our crew of friends that was about to be a father for the first time. I think it was Rusty that suggested that I should start a blog so I could write about being a dad and that he would be into reading it. I don't know if he really would want to read this but the more I thought about it, it seemed like a cool idea.

Let me clarify something before we move on. I don't really expect my friends or family to follow this blog regularly. Not that you all don't care about what I think or have to say, but you have lives people! I'm sure checking twilightbieberhair is not high on the priority list for the day. But I was thinking about how it would be pretty neat for my son to someday be able to read a bunch of stuff that I wrote when I was younger, still had some hair, and was generally still a pretty cool guy. That last part about being cool is up for debate but you get the idea. I would love for 20 years from now to have my son be able to read some stuff I wrote about/for him.

So we have about one month until this little guy is born, and boy am I scared. I should say I'm scared in a good way. I am really excited too, don't get me wrong. I actually think I am more excited to be a father than I ever thought I would be. I think it just feels scary because it is a whole new chapter in life that there is really nothing to reference to except your own experience as a child. I can't wait to meet him though. My favorite thing to do is sit on the couch with my hand on Summer's stomach and feel him move around in there. He is a pretty active baby which I believe is a great sign. When we went to the doctor two weeks ago, they said he was already 5 pounds 6 ounces which impressed our doctor since we are vegetarian. I guess vegetarian babies tend to be smaller???

Ok, I've got to get ready for work so that is it for my first entry in this little blogosphere world. Sorry if it was disappointing. Oh yeah you might be wondering, "Umm Josh, what's up with the weird name for the blog?". I had some pretty creative and clever names picked out to title this thing, but unfortunately some other people had the same ideas. So I sat staring at the screen for about an hour until I realized that I wasting so much time on a title. I've always been bad at titles. When I used to write songs I could never title them. Most of the bands I played in had terrible names,(except for the Lemonades, that was a winner!) so this did not suprise me that I was struggling with a title. It got to the point where I was going to give up on doing this blog because I couldn't come up with a title or I was just going to name it something weird and focus my energy on writing the most amazing and profound blog entries anyone had ever read on the interweb. Here it is people, get excited.