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Happy Trails, MCA

I know I'm a few days late on this, but I have to get some thoughts down. The death of Adam Yauch - MCA from the Beastie Boys - necessitates some recollection of how much music has truly provided a memorable life soundtrack, and can force total recall of different eras of our lives. I was a latecomer to the Beastie Boys. Having detested "Fight For Your Right," their big top 40 hit from Licensed to Ill, I thought that that sound defined them and their music. How wrong could I be? It was Ill Communication in 1994 that everyone in college was listening to, and Sure Shot was definitely on every college playlist I had from the moment it came out. That's when I went back and listened to Check Your Head and Paul's Boutique, and realized just how varied and talented these cats were. They are explorers in sound, creating soundscapes and rhythms that are uniquely theirs. Many MANY times I came to visit my sister only to find her and her roommate watching Animaniacs with the sound turned down and a Beasties' album turned up, with the almost eerie synchronicity of the 3 Animaniacs with the Beasties' vocals providing endless bouts of laughter. The In Sound From the Way Out! was on perpetual rotation from 1996 on, as my fellow bandmates and I tried to make our own musical contribution to New Orleans. I actually remember going through several CDs of this album due to constant use (I mean, how much beeer and booze can you spill on a CD before fucking it up permanently, you know? For anyone who partied like I did in college, the back of the CD case gto all scratched to hell, too...some of you know what I'm saying, yeah?) MCA will be remembered by everyone who gave the Beastie Boys more than a fleeting moment's attention, and I most definitely fall in that category.

BlairBush.net Dead at 7 Years Old!

What a symbolic loss, the ending of my band website. Most any Joe or Flo out there has an artistic outlet, and, while each have their own level of dificulty in maintaining, any creative pursuit that depends on others is subject to a higher chance of termination than one pursued on your lonesome, ya dig? It's way easier to sit here and write on my own than it is to get together with 2 or 3 other folks to simmer and marinate our shared inspirational juices. So, when it came time to ante up the host fees today, I realized I hadn't played with anyone in months, and with my upcoming wedding, my increasingly busy work schedule, and - well, life - I wasn't actively making music. So I guess it's official, and I freely admit here, for the first time: "I, Blair Bush, admit that I will not be a hugely successful rock star." Tough to cop to at the tender age of 36, admittedly, especially when I - like all of us who have ever recorded music - feel that my tunes are better than a lot on the radio, but my god, how awful is popular music right now? Anyway, just wanted to thank anyone who ever saw the site thanks, and I wanted to thank Tomas at Ripe for making a kickass website for a drunk long-hair who moved in next to him for awhile. It's still up as of this moment, so if you want to say goodbye, now's the time. Adios, digital repository for BlairBush music...we barely knew ye.

Too Many Comic Book Movies? Your Mother...

"There're too many comic book movies!"

Or worse yet: "There's too many comic book movies!" (Seriously, you think it's ok to say there IS too many comic book movies? Cause that's what THERE'S means.)

Anyway, in all seriousness, if you've ever said either of the above lines, go fuck yourself - hard, and unpleasantly, with no lovingness or care for your own safety or pleasure.

Having lived through Howard the Duck (Marvel comic) and Superman 3 AND 4, I can say that we are in the Golden Age of comic book movies. Does it look too unrealistic when Green Lantern is in space with 100s of other Lanterns from all over the universe? FUCK YOU. Not believable when the X-Men history incorporates the Cuban Missile Crisis? EAT ME.

I know it's hip these days to bash everything to pieces and hate everything else. I did that most of my adolescent career. Now I am just pumped to go see guys in costume thrash other bad guys in costume. I don't love them all, but I like comic book movies, so I'll keep supporting them.

Captain America? Excellent. X-Men: First Class? Shades of brilliance. Green Lantern? Meh, fine - not the abortion everyone proclaimed it was by any means.

So either get on board or admit you don't like comic movies. Either way, shut your trap and strap in for Avengers by Joss Whedon...gonna be spectacular.