In 96 I got my first job at a small nightclub where we'd close the night always with either David Wilcox or George Thoroughgood. I really got into the music of both and for a while, kinda got away from the sounds of the likes of Pearl Jam, Nirvana, STP, AIC, Offspring, etc..
I started exploring different sounds that eventually led me into French Jazz Fusion where emsembles like St. Germain, De Phazz, Oddstep and others really got my juices flowing.
From there I had the idea of opening up a local nightclub and play music from around the world, all sorts of sounds. I had actually drawn up a complete business plan for the club and ended up calling it:
C l u b D a j a a z a , I n t e r n a t i o n a l L o u n g e .
Jeremy
The Dajaaza
www.thenewfoundlandpearljamexperience.com
We lived it! We loved it! We will always remember.
I hate my stupid name. I suppose I chose it because I love the whole Merkinball thing. I beleive I was drunk....I must have been.
I found this pit, looking for setlists on the CDN tour. I've never been part of a message pit before, and I selected something quick. Not knowing that I would get hooked and make about 2 posts a day ever since.
If I could change it, I would.
Edit: If I could change it, it would be something like:
well...mondariso is simply my nickname...it is also a stupid nickname!
In the first half of '900, "mondarisos" were the women who worked in rice fields...here, in Italy, where i live!
My brother started to call me in this way many years ago..i don't know why!
[I know i was born and that i'll die
the in between is mine... i am mine]
Given to Fly as special significance for me. I feel I was "Delivered Wings" at the San Diego concert in 2000. The "Fanview" I wrote after the 2003 San Diego concert will explain everything. Here it is....
Natasha:
I just want to say thank you to the band for an AMAZING night. I saw them in San Diego in 2000 and during Given to Fly, I had a moment of clarity. I was in an extremely destructive marriage and during the song I knew my life would change...an overwhelming feeling of happiness came over me, I knew I deserved to be happy (odd, I know, but when you are in a bad situation, you would be surprised what you think). I knew I was free...didn't know how I was going to do it, but I knew everything was going to be okay. 2 months later I was out of the marriage.
One year (almost to the date) I met the love of my life and it was our love of Pearl Jam that brought us together...that was the clincher. Two similar souls AND we both love Pearl Jam...UNBELIEVABLE!
Nonetheless...when the San Diego concert came around this year I hoped...NO prayed that Pearl Jam would play Given to Fly. Full circle sort of thing you know? Our friends who went to both Irvine shows told me not to get my hopes up as they had played it consecutively prior to the San Diego show. I noted their warning but knew I would hear it...everything about my life the last 3 years has been a series of serendipitous occurrences.
When the concert opened with the audience singing Betterman...I knew I was in for it. This was a special night. The energy was not of this earth...completely surreal. Do the Evolution came next (one of our favorites) and me and my boyfriend Eric looked at each other with an "Uh-oh" sort of expression. Then 2 songs later what happens???
Given to Fly...
Yep, there it was. I began to cry. Eric hugged me and we danced for a moment. BEAUTIFUL. Our friends told us they saw us from the 4th row (we were in L12...above the floor) they were so happy for us. We were happy for us. : )
Other highlights for us were Daughter with the People Have the Power tag, Crazy Mary (one word: BOOM!), Blue Red and Grey and as if the night could get any better...
ARC!!!!!!!!!!!
I was fairly certain I was going to spontaneously combust...I didn't, all's well. I do wish the audience would have kept quiet for ARC though, Ed seemed to be getting irritated that some wouldn't shut up. It was still beyond belief and I am honored to have been a part of it.
I know this fanview is a bit unusual...I needed to impart the gravity of the experience.
Thank you to Pearl Jam for sharing their love with us that night....I am forever grateful.
Peace, Love and Pearl Jam to everyone...
Natasha
What a great story. We were in the 4th row that night too! It was a great concert.
My name = boring. Our old dog's names. Wolf & Bear. We just picked that as our first email address and it kinda stuck.
"I'd rather be with an animal." "Those that can be trusted can change their mind." "The in between is mine." "If I don't lose control, explore and not explode, a preternatural other plane with the power to maintain." "Yeh this is living." "Life is what you make it."
this is my second 'dreamer' name...i always love the imagery conjured when one thinks of dreams. so then, i was looking for a name that more accurately depicted my state of mind, something more positive, optimisitc...and thus i thought of i'm open....
he decides to dream, to dream up a new self for himself.
i love that line, and what - to me - it conveys. thus, decides2dream.
I am a huge CCR fan...
actually, i love lumberjacks...the smooth sexy female ones....
I thought it fit...ha ha...get it...fit...
The flannel days....1992 - 95 approx....flannel shirts and chuck taylors should have been my name come to think of it....the early "Grunge" fashion....still wear that stuff.....:)
All that's sacred, comes from youth....dedications, naive and true.
There are some things a guy gets from his pop
Some of these things get spaced, others are never forgot
Believe in such a tradition, I got in my truck cab
Oooh Oooh Oooh
Piss bottle man
Miles and miles all the while I feel secure
Even when the fuse gets short I can keep my nerve
Believe in such a tradition I got in my truck cab
Oooh Oooh Oooh
Piss bottle man
Piss bottle man
Driving in his shoes, using the bottle he used
Every time I pop I think of my pop and pay my dues
Respect such a tradition, I got in my truck cab
Oooh Oooh Oooh
Piss bottle man
Piss bottle man
PBM
"We paced ourselves and we didn't rush through it and we tried to be as creative as our collective minds would let us be over some course of time instead of just trying to rush through a record"
It's the closest to what my first name sounds like spelled backwards:
Christopher
Rehpotsirhc
10.07.96 Ft. Lauderdale, FL
09.22.98 West Palm Beach, FL
09.23.98 West Palm Beach, FL
08.09.00 West Palm Beach, FL
04.11.03 West Palm Beach, FL
10.08.04 Kissimmee, FL
05.28.06 Camden, NJ
06.11.08 West Palm Beach, FL
06.12.08 Tampa, FL
11.30.12 Ft. Lauderdale, FL (Ed Solo)
12.01.12 Ft. Lauderdale, FL (Ed Solo)
04.08.16 Ft. Lauderdale, FL
04.09.16 Miami, FL
04.11.16 Tampa, FL
well im Jeremy1012 because when I signed up I only had Ten, VS and Vitalogy and I thought Jeremy was a badass song (which obviously it is)
the ...1012 is just random, i use 1012 on countless things (for example on an AiC board i'm layne1012)
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
My story can't be more stupid but anyways here it is:
I studied philosohpy, and during sometime of my carrer I found myself trying to understand one of the most difficult books to read by some german philosopher, but at that same time I felt in a very bad depression caused by a lost of a very loved person. I got so depressed at that time that I spent months doing nothing but reading that damn book, again and again and again. Just to keep my mind busy and trying not to think about nothing but about the book. I read it over 9 times and I even memorized some parts of it.
But then, some years latter I picked up the same book just to realize I couldn't remember either a single line about the book or about any of those days of pain, all I could do when I tried to read the book was to cry. It's like I made some kind of mental conection between the book and those hard days and since all I wanted was to deny the pain, I forgot everything about the book and about those very painful but very important days of my life. I forgot everything about both things... the book and the person I lost.
And that's why I felt like "I can not fond the candle of thought to light your name" (my screen name is thecandleofthought)
I'm well impressed with all these stories behind the names..wish I had one but no such luck, my name is petra which means..yup... rock
didn't really think about all the 'macho' connotations when first using it..geez might as well have called myself something like panter (shudders)...looking back pebbles would've been more appropriate...maybe not.. too cute..aww never mind
My name is taken from a nickname that I picked up in college. When I was pledging my frarternity, my PM hated my "real" pledge name (which remains secret), so he called me private joker, because he thought it looked like I was always smiling. (Taken from Full Metal Jacket)
The 22 was my B-Ball number in high school.
so combined the two you get...
"My road may be lonely
just because it's not paved
it's good for drifting away..."
"What's the score?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"Who's winning?"
"The Bears."
well, actually diego is my real name. I couldnt use cause it was already taken. so I added the 92 for the year I started listen to pj. And its only now that I notice Ive never seen a post by "diego". have you?
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Katowice 06/07 London 06/07 Dusseldorf 06/07 Nijgemen 06/07
I started exploring different sounds that eventually led me into French Jazz Fusion where emsembles like St. Germain, De Phazz, Oddstep and others really got my juices flowing.
From there I had the idea of opening up a local nightclub and play music from around the world, all sorts of sounds. I had actually drawn up a complete business plan for the club and ended up calling it:
C l u b D a j a a z a , I n t e r n a t i o n a l L o u n g e .
Jeremy
www.thenewfoundlandpearljamexperience.com
We lived it! We loved it! We will always remember.
I found this pit, looking for setlists on the CDN tour. I've never been part of a message pit before, and I selected something quick. Not knowing that I would get hooked and make about 2 posts a day ever since.
If I could change it, I would.
Edit: If I could change it, it would be something like:
dontgoonme, BrickTamland or FatherOf2
In the first half of '900, "mondarisos" were the women who worked in rice fields...here, in Italy, where i live!
My brother started to call me in this way many years ago..i don't know why!
the in between is mine...
i am mine]
My name = boring. Our old dog's names. Wolf & Bear. We just picked that as our first email address and it kinda stuck.
cuz Stone is my favorite.................
Till there aint nothing left worth taking away from me.....
all4
he decides to dream, to dream up a new self for himself.
i love that line, and what - to me - it conveys. thus, decides2dream.
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
"No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead"
Kinda cool sounding too i guess, Thumbing My Way around here on the pit??
"Sorry is the fool who trades his love for high-rise rent, Seems the more you make equals the loneliness you get"
.NJD.
That was a great story.. beyond inspiring in fact.
www.thenewfoundlandpearljamexperience.com
We lived it! We loved it! We will always remember.
actually, i love lumberjacks...the smooth sexy female ones....
I thought it fit...ha ha...get it...fit...
The flannel days....1992 - 95 approx....flannel shirts and chuck taylors should have been my name come to think of it....the early "Grunge" fashion....still wear that stuff.....:)
Some of these things get spaced, others are never forgot
Believe in such a tradition, I got in my truck cab
Oooh Oooh Oooh
Piss bottle man
Miles and miles all the while I feel secure
Even when the fuse gets short I can keep my nerve
Believe in such a tradition I got in my truck cab
Oooh Oooh Oooh
Piss bottle man
Piss bottle man
Driving in his shoes, using the bottle he used
Every time I pop I think of my pop and pay my dues
Respect such a tradition, I got in my truck cab
Oooh Oooh Oooh
Piss bottle man
Piss bottle man
PBM
Wishlist Foundation: http://wishlistfoundation.org
Christopher
Rehpotsirhc
09.22.98 West Palm Beach, FL
09.23.98 West Palm Beach, FL
08.09.00 West Palm Beach, FL
04.11.03 West Palm Beach, FL
10.08.04 Kissimmee, FL
05.28.06 Camden, NJ
06.11.08 West Palm Beach, FL
06.12.08 Tampa, FL
11.30.12 Ft. Lauderdale, FL (Ed Solo)
12.01.12 Ft. Lauderdale, FL (Ed Solo)
04.08.16 Ft. Lauderdale, FL
04.09.16 Miami, FL
04.11.16 Tampa, FL
"No longer overwhelmed, it seems so simple now"...
I'd change it but now I'm romybian for everyone
I'm no dude! Dudette!
the ...1012 is just random, i use 1012 on countless things (for example on an AiC board i'm layne1012)
Black Rocks!!
Philly- 2005, 2013, 2016, 2024
Camden 2000, 2003, 2006, 2008, 2022, 2023
Philly Spectrum 2009 x4 - We closed that MFER Down Proper
Baltimore- 2024
DC- 2006, 2008
New York- 2008, 2010
Boston - Fenway 2016 (night 2) , 2024 (night1)
East Rutherford, New Jersey- 2006
Chicago - Lollapalooza 2007
Seattle- Gorge 2005
EV Solo- DC x2, Baltimore x2 , Newark NJ x2, Tower Theater x2
- Given To Fly
I studied philosohpy, and during sometime of my carrer I found myself trying to understand one of the most difficult books to read by some german philosopher, but at that same time I felt in a very bad depression caused by a lost of a very loved person. I got so depressed at that time that I spent months doing nothing but reading that damn book, again and again and again. Just to keep my mind busy and trying not to think about nothing but about the book. I read it over 9 times and I even memorized some parts of it.
But then, some years latter I picked up the same book just to realize I couldn't remember either a single line about the book or about any of those days of pain, all I could do when I tried to read the book was to cry. It's like I made some kind of mental conection between the book and those hard days and since all I wanted was to deny the pain, I forgot everything about the book and about those very painful but very important days of my life. I forgot everything about both things... the book and the person I lost.
And that's why I felt like "I can not fond the candle of thought to light your name" (my screen name is thecandleofthought)
I hope this made sense to anyone...
1 Ed
1 stage venue of Finsbury Park, July 1993
1 bunch of carrots in Ed's hand
1 crowd with me at the front jumping around like a lunatic
Now:
Put Ed onstage with carrots, in front of crowd of idiots
Get Ed to chuck carrots into crowd
Make sure at least one carrot hits me on the nose
And there you have a wonderful recipe for FinsburyParkCarrots.
didn't really think about all the 'macho' connotations when first using it..geez might as well have called myself something like panter (shudders)...looking back pebbles would've been more appropriate...maybe not.. too cute..aww never mind
The 22 was my B-Ball number in high school.
so combined the two you get...
just because it's not paved
it's good for drifting away..."
"What's the score?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"Who's winning?"
"The Bears."
ben harper-(if you don't like my fire, then don't come around, cause i'm gonna burn one down)