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	<title>Comments on: The Amish Playboys, masters of stage and screen</title>
	<link>http://www.boontdusties.com/gray-matter-kimmie/2006/09/22/the-amish-playboys-masters-of-stage-and-screen/</link>
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		<title>by: WoodDog &#187; Wolfman&#8217;s got nards!</title>
		<link>http://www.boontdusties.com/gray-matter-kimmie/2006/09/22/the-amish-playboys-masters-of-stage-and-screen/#comment-7</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 17:37:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>[...] This is a music video from my first highschool band, the Wyld Stallyns. At this point we did not have a drummer and I really didn&#8217;t know how to play guitar. I mostly danced around and looked like an idiot - which at the time was my sole mission in life. Landon (the tall guy) made the video for what would remain perhaps one of our most remembered songs - &#8220;Wolfman&#8217;s got nards&#8221; is a quote from a wonderful eighties movie called  &#8220;Monster Squad&#8221; that I was obsessed with. The movie has to do with monsters taking over a small town and a small troupe of kids having to find a virgin to open the gates of limbo before complete anarchy is unleashed. The title of the song comes from a great scene where &#8220;Fat Kid&#8221; finds out whether or not lycanthrope are anatomically correct. The song has nothing to do with creeps and ghouls. I think it&#8217;s about Landon getting broken up with by his first girlfriend Liza. I think there is even a brief shot he took through the windshield of his car staring out at a meadow that is an homage to the very spot she crushed his sophmore heart. Look for it. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] This is a music video from my first highschool band, the Wyld Stallyns. At this point we did not have a drummer and I really didn&#8217;t know how to play guitar. I mostly danced around and looked like an idiot - which at the time was my sole mission in life. Landon (the tall guy) made the video for what would remain perhaps one of our most remembered songs - &#8220;Wolfman&#8217;s got nards&#8221; is a quote from a wonderful eighties movie called  &#8220;Monster Squad&#8221; that I was obsessed with. The movie has to do with monsters taking over a small town and a small troupe of kids having to find a virgin to open the gates of limbo before complete anarchy is unleashed. The title of the song comes from a great scene where &#8220;Fat Kid&#8221; finds out whether or not lycanthrope are anatomically correct. The song has nothing to do with creeps and ghouls. I think it&#8217;s about Landon getting broken up with by his first girlfriend Liza. I think there is even a brief shot he took through the windshield of his car staring out at a meadow that is an homage to the very spot she crushed his sophmore heart. Look for it. [&#8230;]
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		<title>by: Gray Matter Kimmie</title>
		<link>http://www.boontdusties.com/gray-matter-kimmie/2006/09/22/the-amish-playboys-masters-of-stage-and-screen/#comment-4</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 16:06:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Our motivation?  I'd say: Transcendence.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Our motivation?  I&#8217;d say: Transcendence.
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		<title>by: WoodDog &#187; Perpetual Elvis Machine: Behind the Story</title>
		<link>http://www.boontdusties.com/gray-matter-kimmie/2006/09/22/the-amish-playboys-masters-of-stage-and-screen/#comment-3</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 05:44:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>[...] This post (by Josh Rhodes) on the history of the first official tribal band convinced me to dig out some old highschool tapes that have yet to make it to the digital age. The first one I found is a video that was laying around Jenny Bradley&#8217;s house - she had taken it from the a/v lab at our highschool, and from what I can make of it, someone in the video production class decided to do a little filming of a day in the life of Jake Fiolek.  This tape chronicles fairly typical behavior for the two forming members of the Perpetual Elvis Machine (one of my favorite bands of all time, composed of Jake and Josh). Yes, that&#8217;s me playing the tupperware and giving pretty lame excuses to the principal when he tells us to stop annoying the popular kids on the quad. Yes, that&#8217;s guy underneath the hair is really Jake skronking on a clarinet. I&#8217;m trying to figure out why the hell we were being so obnoxious back then - what was our motivation other than to annoy? I&#8217;m wondering if it&#8217;s sorta like that book The Polar Express, where it says that as people get older they no longer have the ability to hear the silver bells of Santa&#8217;s Sleigh. Is there magical music and feeling beneath these spontaneous jazz compositions on the Liberty High School campus? You be the judge. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] This post (by Josh Rhodes) on the history of the first official tribal band convinced me to dig out some old highschool tapes that have yet to make it to the digital age. The first one I found is a video that was laying around Jenny Bradley&#8217;s house - she had taken it from the a/v lab at our highschool, and from what I can make of it, someone in the video production class decided to do a little filming of a day in the life of Jake Fiolek.  This tape chronicles fairly typical behavior for the two forming members of the Perpetual Elvis Machine (one of my favorite bands of all time, composed of Jake and Josh). Yes, that&#8217;s me playing the tupperware and giving pretty lame excuses to the principal when he tells us to stop annoying the popular kids on the quad. Yes, that&#8217;s guy underneath the hair is really Jake skronking on a clarinet. I&#8217;m trying to figure out why the hell we were being so obnoxious back then - what was our motivation other than to annoy? I&#8217;m wondering if it&#8217;s sorta like that book The Polar Express, where it says that as people get older they no longer have the ability to hear the silver bells of Santa&#8217;s Sleigh. Is there magical music and feeling beneath these spontaneous jazz compositions on the Liberty High School campus? You be the judge. [&#8230;]
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