Friday, January 23, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week - Back to our roots!

And no, i don't mean my hair, which is a bit less purple these days.
I'll have to do something about that...

This week's entry is from the muse herself, the person who planted the
seed for this blog in my head. Looks like she's got a nice purple
ensemble for Christmas and has decided to share it with you, dear

So you can thank Ellen for my hitting your inbox and RSS feeds every
Friday with this drivel. This is her purple shirt.

(How far can he take this without a single insertion of Barney or a
Teletubby? Tune in next week, and every week, to find out! (That
reminds me, Aileen still has my TinkyWinkie...))

Friday, January 16, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week: Dedication

So I was having trouble coming up with something for today. Not that
there isn't material - i just wasn't feeling the purple today. But
then I was reminded that I have today's photo.

Katie is an amazing story. She is so dedicated, she has made Purple
part of her body.

Katie was a daredevil pilot who flew biplanes. One day, near
Sheboygan, WI while practicing quintuple barrel rolls, the Canadian
winds kicked up and her plane crashed in the forest. Unscathed save
for her pride, she began the heroic march back to civilization. On
the way she met a troop of cub scouts who were lost and famished from
being lost for a week without supplies. Unable to move, they had laid
down to die, so Katie picked all 7 of them up in her arms and
continued to find her way out of the forest. But then she was
attacked by a wild bear. She tried to run but the weight of the
children slowed her down, and bear caught her and bit off her foot!
She managed to fight back with a stick, until the bear ran off. Now
limping, she managed to carry the 5 remaining children out of the
forest to a road, where they found a rest stop and able to get help.
But the phones didn't work, so she had to use the smoke signals her
Native American grandmother had taught her growing up in New Mexico,
until help could arrive.

Her barnstorming days behind her, she now works in accounts payable
for a magazine publisher. She has had her foot replaced, which
explains how this picture came to be taken.

True story.

Friday, January 9, 2009

errr, something happened wrong...

Some people didn't get the image, as it didn't show up on the blog
page itself. Sorry. Fixed. If you saw the photo, ignore this post!

Purple Shirt of the Week: Rock and Roll

So you're probably wondering why a blog called "Purple Shirt of the Week" features things that aren't very shirt like. Actually, you might not be wondering that, since if you know me, you know it can be hard to keep me on-task. But allow me to explain the genesis of this wonderment, since it's not quite as random as the posts may have appeared until now:

Way back, probably in November of 2008, my friend Ellen and I were traveling, and she was telling me about how she lives in a house full of testosterone - a husband and two little boys - and they had just painted one of the boys rooms (and watch out HGTV, sounds like this kid knows his colors and has a mind of visions because his seemingly random colors pulled together quite nicely!) Anyway, somehow it came up that she's the only one in the house that appreciates colors like purple. which led to a discussion about my living room and full length velvet drapes. Somehow that led to this blog - my sending her the color purple every week.

And all of you are being dragged along- I mean, are along for the ride! I'm sure at some point you'll get to see her new Purple sweater she got for Christmas (ahem!)

This week's item is not a shirt (surprise!) but something much louder - literally. It's one of my guitars, a Peavy Predator, that used to be a trusty standard for me. I signed a deal with Godin Guitars a few years ago, and in the process, got one of their new (at the time) Triumphs (the silver one you see in the Cut Out video). Since then, I pretty much only use my Predator in the studio and take my stable of Godins with me - my love for them after all led to the deal. But in recognition of Talking to Walls climbing out of solitude and windowless rooms for the better part of 2008 and playing a full band show next Thursday at Two Boots in Bridgeport - and releasing our NEW EP "The Megan EP", I thought this appropriate.

If any of you Purple readers come to the show and say hi, maybe I'll pull the trusty 'ol Purple Predator out of the rack for a few songs. :)

If you would like to unsubscribe or complain about false advertising in the title of this blog, tell it to the comment box on this page, 'cause I just don't care.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week: The Loyal Fans

How wonderful it is to know that my Purple blog has given so many
people hope and meaning in their lives during these troubled times!
Thank you dear readers for all of your many showered affections and
applause. I don't think that was worded correctly, but isn't the
Internet's purpose to give forum to bad gramer n speling? Damn you

In the spirit of giving meaning, I am reminded of the writings of the
late, great Douglas Adams, who wrote (as writers do):

"The History of every major Galactic Civilization tends to pass
through three distinct and recognizable phases, those of Survival,
Inquiry and Sophistication, otherwise known as the How, Why and Where
phases. For instance, the first phase is characterized by the question
"How can we eat?" the second by the question "Why do we eat?" and the
third by the question "Where shall we have lunch?"

I would like to append to that "What's the next purple blog and when
will my picture be in it?" My friend Michele here has been a staunch
supporter - neigh, the silent backbone of purpleness - since the very
beginning. She was to appear prior to now (Issue 2, Volume 1) but at
every opportunity, something has interrupted our blogginess.

So I proclaim today, January 2 to be "The Day of Purple Michele" to
make up for this malfeasance. All hail Michele!