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Dear Baby Jesus,

This weather sucks. I got soaked at the Bite of Seattle this weekend. My phad thai was watered down, literally. I see that we'll get some relief from the rains midweek, but, really, I need the weekends to clear up. So, let's compromise. How about you switch up the weather pattern and have it rain midweek and be sunshiny during the weekend, OK?

Thanks,
Paolo

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Last night I met Tom Morello, aka The Nightwatchman, aka guitar god of Rage Against the Machine and the former Audioslave.

Since Audioslave broke up last year, Tom released the "One Man Revolution" album under the The Nightwatchman alias. Tom sings on the acoustic, solo project and proves that "You don't have to be loud, son, to be heavy as shit."

It's neo-Bob Dylan. It's patriotic. I love it.

So as you could imagine, I was as a giddy as a girl on prom night when I got to meet Tom after witnessing my second Nightwatchman show. He signed a promo flyer for me, and I think I said, "I caught you at Coachella. That was the shit."

While these are both true statements, I probably could have said something like "You're my favorite guitarist" or "I think Rage Against the Machine is the greatest band ever" or "I learned music playing along to your albums." But no. I said something about Coachella, something about "the shit." Maybe I said "I'm the shit." Maybe I said, "I like shit." Who knows?

I left beyond stoked. I mean, the guy started a mosh pit playing an acoustic guitar! So now, I'm crossing my fingers that I can go to the Voodoo Festival in New Orleans in October to see Rage Against the Machine again (Second time this year. Woot!) and get that shot of adrenaline again knowing that I'm witnessing today's most important guitarist command a crowd like a coup d'etat is in order.

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How NOT to Make a Music Comeback (in 5 simple steps):

  1. Be Billy Corgan.
  2. Reunite the Smashing Pumpkins without the talented members (D'arcy and James Iha).
  3. Go out and tour for an album that is the worst Pumpkins record to date.
  4. Offer that crappy album in four versions, and give Target, iTunes and Best Buy exclusive access to their own versions of the album with bonus tracks.
  5. Subsequently bleed loyal fans dry for having to buy four seperate albums, and give the finger to and contribute to the extintion of indie record stores who cannot sell the albums with the bonus tracks.