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Thread ID: 104970 2009-11-14 16:25:00 Mr. Black - A Kewl Story For You - SurferJoe46 (51) PC World Chat
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830151 2009-11-14 16:25:00 Don't let the other guys in NZ read this - they won't understand . I hadda c/p the whole thing (it's OK - I bought the article with a paid-subscription w/rights to re-post if I make full credits) .

It's pretty neat to read (Warning OTHER NZ-ers - this article contains more that 21 words - some may be multi-syllabic . )


Our neighbor rocks
We had our doubts when we heard a rock musician was moving in, but we changed our tune when we got to know Nine Inch Nails' Robin Finck .

By Ray DeTournay

October 26, 2009


In a man's lifetime, he finds he has little influence over two important things: growing older and choosing his neighbors . Usually these two items run separately, but on occasion they come together in unexpected ways . A little more than a year ago, my wife and I were in one of those situations .

We were in a local sports arena standing at the edge of the crowd when a security guard came over .

"Sir," he said, "no offense, but do you know where you are?"

"Sure," I said . "I'm at the Forum . "

"And do you know what's happening here?" he asked .

"A concert by Nine Inch Nails . "

He nodded, as if I had just passed a test .

"No disrespect, sir," he said, "but what are you doing here?"

I got his drift . My wife and I didn't quite fit the audience profile . She was wearing a plaid blouse and a denim skirt; I had on a Beijing Philharmonic Orchestra T-shirt . Pretty much everyone else was wearing black and was easily 30 years younger than we were .

"I have a pass," I said, showing my wristband .

"Where did you get that?" he asked .

"We are invited guests . " I was getting a little defensive . "The lead guitarist is my neighbor . He wants us to see what he does for a living . "

The guard's eyes grew wide . "No way!" he said .

His reaction was exactly how I'd felt some years earlier when the agent removed the "For Sale" sign from the house with which we share a driveway . On paper, the previous neighbors had seemed like a great fit . He was in law enforcement, and she worked for a public utility; still, they turned out to be the neighbors from hell . When they decided to sell, we were overjoyed but apprehensive . I asked what we were in for next .

"Oh, you'll just love them," the agent said . "They're great kids . "

Kids, I thought . How can kids afford to buy in an upscale neighborhood? "The gal is just great and so pretty," she enthused . "She was an aerialist with Cirque du Soleil . "

OK, a trapeze artist doesn't sound too bad . "What about the guy," I asked .

"Oh, he's so sweet . You're just gonna love him . "

"But what does he do for a living?"

"He plays a musical instrument in a group," she said, eyeing her car nervously .

"Which group?" I asked more pointedly .

"He's the lead guitar for the rock group Guns N' Roses," she said . "But you're gonna love 'em . " She raced for her car and was down the drive before I could react .

I headed for my computer . Clicking on the Guns N' Roses website didn't ease my concerns . Maybe it's him, I thought, or it might be him . It turns out it was the tall, lanky guy with frizzy hair below his shoulders holding a guitar in a cocky manner . There were photos of thousands of crazed fans with hooked fingers pointed skyward, presumably singing unprintable lyrics .

It didn't take much imagination to conjure what was to come . The noise level would be deafening . Our block would be crawling with groupies carrying scissors to clip memorial blades of grass from my neighbor's lawn . They would camp in the street at night, while the odor of marijuana overcame the fragrance of barbecued ribs from my Weber grill .

On the day the new neighbors moved in, a small parade of vehicles came up the driveway . His family, her family and his and her friends . They weren't loud, boisterous or destructive, and the only smoky smells came from chicken and steaks barbecued for the celebration . So far, so good .

Several days later, the rock star came down the drive with a mailbox under his arm . In the spirit of neighborliness, I offered to help him install it . To my surprise, he was an intelligent, gentle young man, friendly and talkative, who had no problem working with his hands . He'd made his money for guitars and lessons by mowing lawns and doing odd jobs in his hometown in Georgia .

"If you ever need help," he offered, "just give me a call . "

Praise be to God: a neighbor with tool skills, a work ethic and a willingness to lend a hand . I decided to overlook the hair .

Since that day, Robin Finck and I have helped each other on many projects . There was a trapeze to erect in their sideyard when his wife went freelance . (The unexpected benefit is we can watch her practicing routines while sipping wine on our patio . ) One day, while clearing brush on my hillside, he announced he had joined Nine Inch Nails .

We've made only small adjustments in our values . Our taste in music still runs to the Three B's -- Bach, Beethoven and Brahms -- but we started to read rock concert reviews in The Times .

At the Forum, the security guard was fascinated . "That's awesome," he said .

I'm not sure what he thought was cool, that a rock star lived in the suburbs next to neighbors who looked like us, or that the rock star would deign to speak to the old folks, let alone invite them to a concert?

"Thank you for explaining things, sir," the guard said, giving me one last careful once-over . Then he reached into his pocket .

"Better take these," he said, putting four earplugs in my hand . "You're gonna need 'em . "

Boy, was he right .

The next morning, I went up the driveway to give Robin the earplugs, having burned the ends with a match .

"What happened to these?" he asked .

"That's why we had to leave early," I said . "They kept catching fire . "

It's great to have a helpful neighbor with a sense of humor too .



Ray DeTournay is a retired television producer . Nine Inch Nails disbanded as a touring group in September .
SurferJoe46 (51)
830152 2009-11-14 17:42:00 Still delayed by northern snow? Smear some Vegemite along the front underside of your vehicle, and the snow will melt with delight. The traffic behind you may get bothered by snow that appears to be ravenously hungry.The run-off as the snow melts is quite fertile, so don't be surprised on your return journey if the road across previously barren areas has 30 ft redwoods sprouting along the sides. R2x1 (4628)
830153 2009-11-14 18:17:00 good to see the stereotypes put away heh rob_on_guitar (4196)
830154 2009-11-14 18:33:00 Nice story. I read this as I sit bleary eyed at my computer.Last night my neighbours had a party. The thumping stereo stopped finally at 5am.

Some years ago as a flying instructor I had a new student, a quiet and very pleasant young man. He told me one day he was a musician. I assumed for the national orchestra or something. Turned out he played for the band AC/DC I would never had guessed.
Like the person in SJ's story it is so easy to stereo type.
tut (12033)
830155 2009-11-15 03:06:00 Still delayed by northern snow? Smear some Vegemite along the front underside of your vehicle, and the snow will melt with delight . The traffic behind you may get bothered by snow that appears to be ravenously hungry . The run-off as the snow melts is quite fertile, so don't be surprised on your return journey if the road across previously barren areas has 30 ft redwoods sprouting along the sides .

I'm using Vegemite on the windshield to keep the ice off .

I leave at 4AM tomorrow (Nov 15th) with my wife and I drop her off in Salt Lake City about 5PM that day or so .

There's a High Pressure centered over the Four-Corners ( . wikipedia . org/wiki/Four_Corners" target="_blank">en . wikipedia . org) (Nevada, Arizona, Colorado, New Mexico) and that's gonna set up some severe snow and snow showers in about 3 or 4 days . I'll be in Montana by then .

See youse guys when I get back . Stay warm, dry and well-fed .
SurferJoe46 (51)
830156 2009-11-15 03:16:00 With Vegemite on the screen, your wipers will get so enthused they will turn the wiper motor into a generator, and you will have to stop every 50 miles to flatten the battery a bit. Enjoy your long skating trip. ;)

P.S. Please note that, unlikely as it may seem, more North means more cold in your country. Check it on Google if you find that hard to believe. Those who overlooked this unpalatable fact are known as blue skins, or Canadians in some dialects. Soon as they get a bus thawed out enough to start there is going to be some mass migration.
R2x1 (4628)
830157 2009-11-15 03:24:00 Don't forget to circle the wagons at night and don't let anybody outer the circle during the hours of darkness, it might help to spread a ring of Vegemite around the campfire too to reflect coyotes and arrows gary67 (56)
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