Yoga

Aside from yesterday’s all day affair of shuttling around 5oo+ kids with the ‘Kids Tri 4 Kids‘ event in London, Ontario (a grueling workout in and of itself) I’ve done absolutely buckus for the past seven days that didn’t include eating, drinking, sleeping or pooping.  Tomorrow I’m kick-starting the plan with a fartlek run and tonight I have my usual Master’s Spin Class to run but this evening all I’m doing is a short and sweet yoga stretch to loosen up my sleeping muscles.  Tonight’s bendy-twisty soundtrack is the Jack White and the Bricks album ‘Live at the Gold Dollar‘.

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This album is a special “Vault” item courtesy of Third Man Records featuring one of Jack White’s early 90’s bands from Detroit.  Actually it was part of Vault Pkg #27 featuring three live sets of Jack’s early bands.  At the time the The Bricks were opening for Royal Trux on September 16th, 1999 at the Detroit venue, except that they were actually never really called “The Bricks” during their brief existence across a half-dozen (or so) shows.

The Bricks here consist of Brendan Benson’s harmonic accents (on both vocals and guitar), Kevin Peyok’s even-keeled bass runs, and Ben Blackwell’s competent drum work.  Basically, if you ever daydreamed about hearing Jack tackle White Stripes songs with the attack of two guitars behind them, this is the show for you.  ‘Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground‘, ‘Candy Cane Children‘ and ‘You’ve Got Her in Your Pocket‘ definitely do not disappoint the cover of Little Richard’s ‘Ooh! My Soul‘ (which may be an inspiration for ‘Fell in Love With a Girl‘) is the definitive document of this outfit.

It may be not exactly be your typical meditative “yoga inspired” music, but it sure kicks ass.

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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