\n
Bob Mould<\/h3>\n
Wow I\u2019ve never been to a show quite like what the 65-year-old punk\/indie rock legend put on Saturday.<\/p>\n
![\"\"](\"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/IMG_0806-768x1024.jpeg\")
<\/p>\n
It was at the Hi-Fi, a very small club in the quirky Fountain Square area just south of downtown. Capacity is 500 people and it\u2019s honestly not much bigger than our swimming pool. The place was jam-packed with people who, from the looks of it, mostly went waaaaay back with Bob. Dave and I were some of the youngest people there.<\/p>\n
What made the show unique is how Bob and his band played. They took the stage, he said a few words of greeting, and then ripped into the songs and never really stopped. Six-straight songs without a break of any kind. Then a quick swig of water and right back to it. About an hour into the show he paused for about 30 seconds to thank the opening band then introduce his bassist and drummer, then into the next song. I believe one other time he made a few quick comments but other than that, zero banter, and generally straight from one song to the next. For an hour and 25 minutes or so. With nary a ballad in the setlist. Just an absolute blowtorch of a show. Bob is a large man in his mid\u201360s. But he is up there shouting and screaming and playing insanely loud guitar without interruption. There wasn\u2019t even an encore. Just 27 songs with maybe two or three collected minutes of breaks between. Super impressive. And super entertaining.<\/p>\n
Despite our hopes that as it was the next-to-last stop on the tour he might throw a few surprises at us (Sugar songs!), he stuck to the rigid list<\/a> he\u2019s been playing all tour. The only minor disappointment on the night.<\/p>\n Friday was C\u2019s final day of normal high school classes. She has to go back tomorrow to take one test but otherwise is done. I was a little surprised she wasn\u2019t more excited when she got home Friday afternoon. Over the course of the weekend I realized I think she\u2019s a little emotional about the moment. Not that she loved high school all that much, but rather the weight of everything that is happening is coming down on her. And as our sensitive, anxious, ADHD kid, that means she\u2019s not jumping for joy at being done with CHS.<\/p>\n L has one more week of regular classes and then finals next week before she is done. C\u2019s graduation is a week from today then her party will be on Memorial Day. You are all welcome to join us!<\/p>\n The pool is open. The water warmed up the quickest it\u2019s ever gotten to a reasonable temperature, reaching 80 early Sunday morning after starting in the low 60s. That\u2019s what some good, bright, May sunshine will do for you. Some of the nephews came over and swam Sunday afternoon. The water was getting cloudy Sunday evening so I\u2019m already in the early struggles of getting the chemistry to a good baseline.<\/p>\n Hey, we got a Pope from Chicago! I\u2019m pleased that he\u2019s already on record basically calling our vice president a liar. Although he better watch out; Pope Francis didn\u2019t survive 24 hours after meeting with J.D.<\/p>\n Just like when Francis was elected<\/a>, M was the first person to let me know the process was complete. She came running down Thursday afternoon and yelled, \u201cThere\u2019s a new pope!\u201d I guess she\u2019s my go-to source for pope news.<\/p>\n I missed most of Friday\u2019s game three as we were out eating with the V\u2019s. By the time we got home the Pacers were down around 20, and while I guess they made a run to cut it to seven at one point, Dave and I decided to watch the end of the Royals walk-off win instead. Good choice.<\/p>\n And then came Sunday\u2019s game four.<\/p>\n When I was 12 or 13, I went to the old NAIA tournament in Kansas City.[2]<\/a> The night we went was in the quarter- or maybe semi-finals, and Ft. Hays State, where my parents went to school, was playing. The Tigers were an NAIA power at the time, winning back-to-back titles in 1984\u201385, and a ton of folks had made the four-hour drive to KC for the tournament. They filled most of Kemper Arena that night. Anyway, I vividly recall a guy wearing a shirt with the old, iron-on letters that said \u201cFt. Hays Basketball Is Orgasmic.\u201d I wasn\u2019t sure exactly<\/em> what that meant but still found it to be very funny.<\/p>\n That might be the best way to describe Sunday night\u2019s game four. Or at least the second quarter. And just for Pacers fans, obviously. That was one of the most thorough ass-whoopings I\u2019ve seen in an NBA playoff game. Although the Pacers kind of did the same thing to the Knicks last year in game seven at MSG.<\/p>\n The Pacers were clearly the best team from the start. A bigger deal Sunday since the Cavaliers began the game with all their normal starters on the court. Indiana led by 15 at the end of the first quarter. Early in the second quarter Bennedict Mathurin got ejected for \u201cstriking De\u2019Andre Hunter in the sternum with a closed fist.\u201d It was some typical bullshit all around: Mathurin for taking the swipe, which was far closer to a love tap than a punch, Hunter for somehow not also getting tossed for responding with way more force than Mathurin used in his initial \u201cpunch,\u201d and the refs for looking at the replay for five minutes and somehow coming to that conclusion.<\/p>\n Anyway, it was a dicey moment. Would the Pacers be able to hang on without one of their most important bench players?<\/p>\n They only outscored the Cavs 42\u201316 in that quarter, so I guess they weathered the storm. I\u2019m not sure what the right nature analogy is, but it was either a tornado, hurricane, avalanche or tidal wave that blew Cleveland off the court. It was breathtaking. Or even orgasmic if you\u2019re into that kind of thing.<\/p>\n I normally get somewhere from antsy to upset when a team continues to press when they get up by 20\u201325 points. At least at L\u2019s games. But the Pacers were pressing up 40 late in the second quarter and I loved every second of it. They ripped the hearts and souls out of the Cavs in that quarter, and at the risk of jinxing the final series outcome, I don\u2019t see any way Cleveland can recover. The Pacers are the better, more cohesive team right now. Donovan Mitchell sat out the second half with an ankle injury. Darius Garland played but is clearly still hobbled.[3]<\/a> Crazy things can happen in sports so you don\u2019t want to get ahead of yourself. But the craziness in this series seems to be that the #1 seed in the East will get run out of the playoffs in round two.<\/p>\n Also, Cleveland remains a cursed sports city. One of the best regular season teams in league history and they\u2019ve been decimated by injuries and bad luck for the past week. Folks in northeast Ohio probably saw this coming.<\/p>\n Well that was a fantastic weekend! Belated Happy Mothers Days to all the moms out there. I hope you had as good of weekends as we did. Visitors Our good friends Dave and Maureen visited from KC over the weekend. The reason for their trip, other than hanging out at blog headquarters, was so Dave and I could watch Bob Mould play some rock \u2019n\u2019 roll Saturday night. Maureen was nice enough to share her Mother\u2019s Day weekend with us old men. I\u2019m comfortable speaking for us all in saying that we had a terrific time together. Friday evening we took them to Harry & Izzy\u2019s for shrimp cocktail and steak\/fish. I tried to get us into St. Elmo\u2019s downtown, but with it being Grand Prix weekend they were already totally booked when I checked a few weeks back. H&I gets you 90% of the St. E\u2019s experience, and as it is 10 minutes from our house, a little easier to get to. The shrimp never disappoints. As I get older I can tolerate the horseradish a little less. Sigh. Saturday we did brunch at one of our favorite spots then did a tour of the city, including getting out to walk around\/have a beer on funky Mass Ave. Maureen is an IU alum so she spent some time in Indy back in the day and was familiar with the bones of the city, although a lot has changed since she returned to Missouri in 1993. Saturday night Dave and I went to the show with another local buddy. More on that in a moment. The wives drank wine, watched a movie, and chatted. You should not be surprised that two short, opinionated, Irish women got along famously. We should get them to run for office. For Mother\u2019s Day, Dave and I whipped up a spread for the ladies (and our girls) that was well received. Then we enjoyed the gorgeous weather by sitting outside for their final few hours in town. All-in-all a terrific visit. Our many mutual friends who read this should be excited to know that the ladies came up with all kinds of fun plans for when we all are empty nesters in a few years.[1] Bob Mould Wow I\u2019ve never been to a show quite like what the 65-year-old punk\/indie rock legend put on Saturday. It was at the Hi-Fi, a very small club in the quirky Fountain Square area just south of downtown. Capacity is 500 people and it\u2019s honestly not much bigger than our swimming pool. The place was jam-packed with people who, from the looks of it, mostly went waaaaay back with Bob. Dave and I were some of the youngest people there. What made the show unique is how Bob and his band played. They took the stage, he said a few words of greeting, and then ripped into the songs and never really stopped. Six-straight songs without a break of any kind. Then a quick swig of water and right back to it. About an hour into the show he paused for about 30 seconds to thank the opening band then introduce his bassist and drummer, then into the next song. I believe one other time he made a few quick comments but other than that, zero banter, and generally straight from one song to the next. For an hour and 25 minutes or so. With nary a ballad in the setlist. Just an absolute blowtorch of a show. Bob is a large man in his mid\u201360s. But he is up there shouting and screaming and playing insanely loud guitar without interruption. There wasn\u2019t even an encore. Just 27 songs with maybe two or three collected minutes of breaks between. Super impressive. And super entertaining. Despite our hopes that as it was the next-to-last stop on the tour he might throw a few surprises at us (Sugar songs!), he stuck to the rigid list he\u2019s been playing all tour. The only minor disappointment on the night. Last Day of School Friday was C\u2019s final day of normal high school classes. She has to go back tomorrow to take one test but otherwise is done. I was a little surprised she wasn\u2019t more excited when she got home Friday afternoon. Over the course of the weekend I realized I think she\u2019s a little emotional about the moment. Not that she loved high school all that much, but rather the weight of everything that is happening is coming down on her. And as our sensitive, anxious, ADHD kid, that means she\u2019s not jumping for joy at being done with CHS. L has one more week of regular classes and then finals next week before she is done. C\u2019s graduation is a week from today then her party will be on Memorial Day. You are all welcome to join us! Pool The pool is open. The water warmed up the quickest it\u2019s ever gotten to a reasonable temperature, reaching 80 early Sunday morning after starting in the low 60s. That\u2019s what some good, bright, May sunshine will do for you. Some of the nephews came over and swam Sunday afternoon. The water was getting cloudy Sunday evening so I\u2019m already in the early struggles of getting the chemistry to a good baseline. New Pope Hey, we got a Pope from Chicago! I\u2019m pleased that he\u2019s already on record basically calling our vice president a liar. Although he better watch out; Pope Francis didn\u2019t survive 24 hours after meeting with J.D. Just like when Francis was elected, M was the first person to let me know the process was complete. She came running down Thursday afternoon and yelled, \u201cThere\u2019s a new pope!\u201d I guess she\u2019s my go-to source for pope news. Pacers I missed most of Friday\u2019s game three as we were out eating with the V\u2019s. By the time we got home the Pacers were down around 20, and while I guess they made a run to cut it to seven at one point, Dave and I decided to watch the end of the Royals walk-off win instead. Good choice. And then came Sunday\u2019s game four. When I was 12 or 13, I went to the old NAIA tournament in Kansas City.[2] The night we went was in the quarter- or maybe semi-finals, and Ft. Hays State, where my parents went to school, was playing. The Tigers were an NAIA power at the time, winning back-to-back titles in 1984\u201385, and a ton of folks had made the four-hour drive to KC for the tournament. They filled most of Kemper Arena that night. Anyway, I vividly recall a guy wearing a shirt with the old, iron-on letters that said \u201cFt. Hays Basketball Is Orgasmic.\u201d I wasn\u2019t sure exactly what that meant but still found it to be very funny. That might be the best way to describe Sunday night\u2019s game four. Or at least the second quarter. And just for Pacers fans, obviously. That was one of the most thorough ass-whoopings I\u2019ve seen in an NBA playoff game. Although the Pacers kind of did the same thing to the Knicks last year in game seven at MSG. The Pacers were clearly the best team from the start. A bigger deal Sunday since the Cavaliers began the game with all their normal starters on the court. Indiana led by 15 at the end of the first quarter. Early in the second quarter Bennedict Mathurin got ejected for \u201cstriking De\u2019Andre Hunter in the sternum with a closed fist.\u201d It was some typical bullshit all around: Mathurin for taking the swipe, which was far closer to a love tap than a punch, Hunter for somehow not also getting tossed for responding with way more force than Mathurin used in his initial \u201cpunch,\u201d and the refs for looking at the replay for five minutes and somehow coming to that conclusion. Anyway, it was a dicey moment. Would the Pacers be able to hang on without one of their most important bench players? They only outscored the Cavs 42\u201316 in that quarter, so I guess they weathered the storm. I\u2019m not sure what the right nature analogy is, but it was either a tornado, hurricane, avalanche or tidal wave that blew Cleveland off the court. It was breathtaking. Or even orgasmic if you\u2019re into that kind of thing. I normally get somewhere from antsy to upset when a team continues to press when they get up by 20\u201325 points. At least at L\u2019s games. But the Pacers were pressing up 40 late in the second quarter and I loved every second of it. They ripped the hearts and souls out of the Cavs in that quarter, and at the risk of jinxing the final series outcome, I don\u2019t see any way Cleveland can recover. The Pacers are the better, more cohesive team right now. Donovan Mitchell sat out the second half with an ankle injury. Darius Garland played but is clearly still hobbled.[3] Crazy things can happen in sports so you don\u2019t want to get ahead of yourself. But the craziness in this series seems to be that the #1 seed in the East will get run out of the playoffs in round two. Also, Cleveland remains a cursed sports city. One of the best regular season teams in league history and they\u2019ve been decimated by injuries and bad luck for the past week. Folks in northeast Ohio probably saw this coming. There are a lot of you, including D&M, who are reaching that point this year. Two more years for us. \u00a0\u21a9 I know there is still an NAIA tournament, but this was back when a lot of schools that are currently in NCAA D2 were still NAIA programs and you would see some genuinely good ball with a fair amount of players who would reach the NBA. \u00a0\u21a9 Props to him for falling down, completely on his own, when he tried to cut on his bad toe, rolling into T.J. McConnell, and somehow drawing a foul on McConnell despite traveling and initiating the contact. The refs have not done a great job in this series. \u00a0\u21a9<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[11,26,41,9,14],"class_list":["post-16277","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-concerts","tag-family","tag-indiana-pacers","tag-music","tag-parenting"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16277","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16277"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16277\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16283,"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16277\/revisions\/16283"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16277"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16277"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dsnotebook.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16277"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nLast Day of School<\/h3>\n
\nPool<\/h3>\n
\nNew Pope<\/h3>\n
\nPacers<\/h3>\n
\n\n