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Ehy!! No Roger Daltrey??? I'm gonna beat every one of you with a flying microphone!!!!

Hello :hi: I'm a noob, trying to hang with all the cool TRF vets! :ebert: :cheers:

The first time the words "Celine Dion" and "hard on" have ever been used in the same sentence.

Why so much hate? I can understand some for them but... The faux-cowboy shite. Taking something wonderful like country rock and turning it into something beige and nondescript. Glenn Frey. Anodyne, soulless, mawkish, lachrymose songs that beg to be set on fire, and then pissed on. Don Henley. There's more, if I could be arsed. f**k The Eagles. f**k them.

GM,. you make me laugh, and the pictures make me smile. I needed both. Let's make this at least a weekly thing, shall we? ;) :) Love the third, fourth and fifth picture. What a great smile he has! Doesn't everyone agree? :) ;)

Hooray! I love when it's that time! Thanks again, GM! :) (A grinning Geddy always seems to put me in a good mood!)

Taken yesterday. Sorry if I look tired, because I was (and I still am!) :P http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z365/musicalabby2112/Me_zpsbc3103b8.jpg

Great, if a bit long, look at the basketball Mecca. http://espn.go.com/mens-college-basketball/story/_/id/8896650/basketball-touches-life-all-levels-indiana-college-basketball Following the dump truck along Route 50 East in Indiana was a huge advantage. It offered an excuse to drive slowly over the curved and hilly two-lane road between Bedford and Seymour; to appreciate the changing leaf colors, and most important, to scour driveways and farms in search of a symbol of what basketball is and means in this part of the country. For two days this past October, Indiana locals spun stories of idyllic childhoods, when basketball was both the competitive outlet and social conduit for kids in every corner of the Midwest. The love affair with the game grew out of those early years, blossoming into an all-out basketball passion that consumes the state like nowhere else in the country. Besides maybe Kansas and Kentucky, no state population identifies itself more with a college team than Indiana. When the Hoosiers suffered the shame and stain of NCAA sanctions, the entire state suffered along with them. And now that the Hoosiers are back -- ranked No. 3 in the country and one of a handful of favorites to make the Final Four -- the state's passion is once again flourishing. On Saturday, ESPN's "College GameDay" returns to Bloomington for the first time since 2008 for the Hoosiers' Big Ten showdown with No. 1 Michigan. But what separates Indiana from other places with a steady hoops heartbeat -- Kentucky, Kansas, Tobacco Road -- is that here, it is not simply about the Hoosiers. The love affair is far more personal and intimate, almost in reverse of everyplace else. It doesn't start with devotion to IU -- or even Butler's famed Hinkle Fieldhouse -- that trickles down. It starts with the basketball goal that, by its mere presence, redefines a space from a simple driveway or hayloft into a gym, and trickles up. Locals love to tell stories about how they played on goals nailed to pretty much anything old-fashioned ingenuity could conjure. I'd heard about barns as backboards and haymows as courts, about garages used to set picks and the home-court advantage of a partially paved drive. I just hadn't seen any. I'd come across plenty of portable hoops that you'd buy at sporting goods stores and more than a share of the ones cemented into the ground, but none of the makeshift versions folks liked to brag about. I began to wonder if maybe the iconic images of the past had been entirely replaced with the online-ordering convenience of ready-made hoops. And then, as I drove along Route 50, there it was, on a farm off the left side of the road -- a gigantic silver silo, and stuck on its front, a basketball goal -- a vision of Hoosier nostalgia and heartland hope. I made a quick U-turn into the gravel-lined driveway. There was a car in the carport, so I was optimistic that maybe someone was home. I knocked and waited but no one answered, so I wandered toward the silo to have a look. A farm spread out behind it, with a barn to the left. I stared at the silo for a bit before leaving, but as I continued my weeklong visit through the state, I found myself thinking of it again and again and what it represented. California has its wineries; New Jersey its shore towns. In Massachusetts, you can walk the Freedom Trail; in Kentucky, you travel the Bourbon Trail. In Indiana, it is the gyms defined by the hanging of a basketball goal -- hung majestically at Assembly Hall, where IU plays, or simply on the side of a silo -- that connect the state. "When I was growing up, you had your ABC, NBC, CBS and then you had Channel 4, the independent channel. Every Friday night, they'd have Indiana games and then Purdue games. So when I was a kid, that's what you did. You'd sit there and watch.'' -- ESPN analyst and former Indiana player and assistant coach Dan Dakich INDIANAPOLIS -- Their noses pressed against the glass doors, the elementary school boys elbowed each other for position. "I wish I could go in there,'' one boy said to his buddy. "I wish I could play here,'' his friend responded longingly. The Butler University basketball offices were the inner sanctum of awe for this particular crop of kids from Hagerstown, part of a fifth-grade class field trip to the hoops mecca, Hinkle Fieldhouse. Of course, a 10-year-old can't quite wrap his arms around the significance of an 85-year-old basketball gym built with 15,000 seats so the high school playoff crowds could be accommodated. He probably can't quite grasp the importance of the 1928 state championship game that was played there, the one in which Martinsville lost 13-12 after a guy named John Wooden missed a free throw; or the significance of Bobby Plump's shot without Hollywood's help. The 10-year-old only knows that Butler made it to the Final Four twice in the past three years, and that's good enough for him. The man inside the sanctum gets it. Brad Stevens is a child of Indiana, the sort who still remembers jumping off the school bus before his eighth birthday and spying a basketball goal in the driveway. "It was the happiest day of my life,'' the Butler coach said over lunch at his favorite spot, the Broad Ripple Tavern. And Stevens is the sort who appreciated the pinch-yourself moment when, as a volunteer assistant at Butler, he was first given a key to Hinkle. "I was 23 years old and it was awesome,'' he said. "I wasn't married at the time, so I'd work until 7 and then my buddies would sneak in and we'd have a game at 8. We played a game every Christmas Eve.'' In between the ages of 8 and 23, there were enough quintessential Indiana basketball moments for Stevens to write a "Hoosiers" chapter of his own. There was the buddy whose parents put a full court in his backyard so the boys could play 5-on-5, or at worst, 3-on-3; there were the weekends when Stevens would spend Friday at a high school game, Saturday alongside his dad, Mark, an IU alum, watching the Hoosiers, and Sundays watching the Indiana Pacers. It's honestly the small moments as much as, if not more than, the big ones that matter. Basketball is just the connection.' -- Butler coach Brad Stevens And there was the unforgettable night in 1991 when he served as a ballboy during the high school state title game that pitted Alan Henderson and Brebeuf Jesuit Prep versus Glenn Robinson and Gary Roosevelt High, with 30,345 in attendance. "I thought Alan Henderson was the greatest high school basketball player I'd ever seen,'' Stevens said. "And then Glenn Robinson mopped the floor with him.'' Friendships were forged in the parks or in the driveways, playing pickup games where you called your own fouls and made sure to foul hard. It was in the various open gyms around Indianapolis, in fact, where Stevens first met Micah Shrewsberry. Stevens was just starting his own coaching career, and Shrewsberry was, ironically, an assistant coach at Stevens' alma mater, DePauw University. The two got to talking, stayed in touch, and in 2007, Stevens hired Shrewsberry as an assistant. "It's honestly the small moments as much as, if not more than, the big ones that matter,'' Stevens said. "Basketball is just the connection.'' And Stevens appreciates how the game connects people not only immediately, but across generations, especially at places like Hinkle. The old gym is currently undergoing a $25 million renovation that is equal parts update and preservation. The building is a national landmark, so some things can't be changed. The single-pane windows cannot even be substituted for sturdier double-paned ones. . But scaffolding currently is up outside, and inside there are plans to convert a three-story space that once housed a natatorium into athletic training facilities, an academic center and new locker rooms. Some coaches might balk at trying to keep an 85-year-old place competitive in today's world of practice facility one-upsmanship. Not an Indiana boy like Stevens. "I played in a 3,600-seat gym in high school and they knocked it down for a parking lot and a library,'' he said. "Now I'm all for a library, but couldn't they share the space? That was a special place to me.'' Hinkle is special to the elementary schoolers, but their memories might not be quite the same as their parents' memories. Indiana hasn't played the state championship there since 1971, so to the current generation, Hinkle is the place that spawned Gordon Hayward and Shelvin Mack, not Plump and the Milan Miracle. That's OK. History evolves. The connection remains. As the elementary schoolers were heading to the doors, Stevens was headed out for lunch. He walked among the kids, anonymous to everyone but one teacher who waved hello. "Where are you guys from?" he asked. "Hagerstown, up by New Castle,'' she replied. "We've gotten a few players from there,'' Stevens smiled, referring to Zach Hahn and Chase Stigall, both role players on the Bulldogs' Final Four teams in 2010 and 2011. "Oh I know,'' she said. Of course she did. "John Wooden, Larry Bird, Calbert Cheaney & the people who are from here, that's all of it. People can say they saw these guys in high school or college. To be able to say that I played with Gordon Hayward and Shelvin Mack, that's pretty cool.'' -- Butler walk-on Emerson Kampen, a Muncie, Ind., native MARTINSVILLE, Ind. -- Even before the locals confirm your instinct, it seems rather obvious that the big brick building annexed to the otherwise modern Martinsville West Middle School is the place you're looking for. It just looks like it would be Wooden's high school gym. The "Wizard of Westwood" was born about 13 miles away, but played his high school ball for the Artesians of Martinsville. The inside of the gym, where, fittingly, the middle schoolers are playing basketball in P.E. class, has been modernized with bright lights and new paint, but if you look high up in what should be the rafters, you get the sense of its history. There is an upper deck of extra courts and hoops, a nod to the days when Indiana gyms were built as big as airplane hangars. This particular one, built in 1924, was constructed originally with 16 locker rooms and enough seats for 5,200 people -- 400 more than the number of residents who called Martinsville home. Wooden played there from 1926 to 1928, before heading to Purdue and winning a national title in 1932 -- becoming the first player to ever be named consensus All-American three times. He's honored simply in the front entrance of the gym with a plaque and a large photo. Some of the memorabilia from his playing days is in a trophy case next to the Artesians' more recent hardware. That's him kneeling in the lower left corner of the team picture, the one who actually has biceps. "You know, growing up here, people keep their traditions,'' Martinsville resident Steve Powell said later, while enjoying breakfast at Forkey's, the locals' favorite spot in town. "There's not a kid who doesn't know who John Wooden was." That's the way it is in Martinsville and pretty much every small town in Indiana. Basketball history is as treasured and honored as family folklore, the devotion to the local high school team as important as the commitment to the Hoosiers. Powell, lounging in one of Forkey's tan leather booths and reading a newspaper, is a devoted Indiana fan even though he let his son go to Purdue. But he's also an Artesian fan and a novice Martinsville hoops historian. Steve Alford, he will tell you, played here for a spell before his father got a better job and the family moved on to New Castle. Alford would go on to lead Indiana to a national championship in 1987. Powell is a self-described "Bob Knight guy," and plenty of people in Indiana still are. The old Hoosiers coach might get conflicting reviews outside of the state, but here, he is still revered. "I don't think people understood all the good things he did,'' Powell said. "They look at him in a bad way but they don't understand all the good." But in Martinsville and most Indiana towns, Knight is not alone in the spotlight. High school coaches are every bit as highly regarded as the Hall of Fame coach, and some, who have the good fortune of success mixed with longevity, grow into legends. You know, growing up here, people keep their traditions. There's not a kid who doesn't know who John Wooden was. -- Martinsville resident Steve Powell Larry Wing was just leaving Forkey's when he stopped to talk about one of those men. Wing grew up in Hendricks County, about 30 miles outside of Martinsville, and played for Tri-West High School. A farm boy, he'd meet at his buddy's haymow -- that's upstairs in the barn where the hay is stored -- where the space was big enough for a full-court game. "Sometimes the floors were warped, so you'd have to learn to find the ones where you could get the best bounce and jump off of that one,'' Wing said. Wing played against Steve and Brian Walker, stars from nearby Lebanon who would make news when they angrily transferred from NC State and coach Norm Sloan to Purdue. But it was Lebanon's coach, Jim Rosenstihl, who was the most admired. A future Indiana basketball Hall of Famer, Rosenstihl is almost as appreciated in the state as Wooden and Knight, even if most people outside of Indiana don't know who he is. (An aside: He's also a perfect example of the six degrees of separation that is basketball in this state. Rosenstihl grew up in Zionsville and played at Butler for Tony Hinkle, as in Hinkle Fieldhouse. Years later, another kid from Zionsville named Brad Stevens would become the head coach at Butler and unofficial caretaker of Hinkle.) "Rosey" had the good fortune to begin at Lebanon in 1962, the same year the legendary Rick Mount began his high school career, tipping off a 24-year run at Lebanon that would lead to 21 sectional titles and seven regional crowns. The high school gym now bears his name. "He was a legend,'' Wing said. "You didn't realize it at the time but you were playing against all of these great players and coaches. The only thing you did figure out pretty quick is if you weren't any good.'' "I used to play at Marlin Elementary School. There was an 8-foot goal over the back door. We'd go there and shovel off the snow to play if we had to.'' -- Chris Bailey, Indiana native By Indiana standards, Martinsville's gym in its Wooden heyday is small. Thirteen of the nation's 16 largest high school gyms are in this state. The biggest, New Castle, seats 9,325, or about a dozen more than Cameron Indoor Stadium. Seymour, Ind., is home to John Mellencamp and the fourth-largest gym in the nation. The Fighting Owls have room for 8,110 fans. Built in 1970, the gym's seats are all wooden bleachers. They are the originals, though since refurbished, and they stretch on forever. School was out and athletic director Brandon Harpe was away at a big volleyball game when I stopped in, but secretary Sue Blythe kindly offered a tour. It's been a while since Seymour filled the place. The Owls have been on a downswing in recent years, a dismal 1-14 this season. But when the team was good, Blythe said, the place would be jumping. "We'd even put extra seats in the corners," she said. "My senior year of high school, we were playing and every seat was taken and they filled in the track. It's overwhelming. It really is Hoosiers. That's why that movie makes so much sense.'' -- Indiana senior Jordan Hulls Along Route 37, there is an intersection for Crossover Road. Naturally. What else would you expect on a stretch of highway connecting Martinsville, home of one local Indiana boy hero (Wooden) and Bedford, home to another local Indiana boy hero (Damon Bailey)? Compared to Bailey, Wooden played high school ball in relative anonymity. The kid from Bedford was a statewide idol, tabbed a future star when he was in the eighth grade by none other than Knight himself. When he played his state championship game for Bedford North Lawrence at the old Hoosier Dome in 1990, 41,000 crammed into the place to watch. He went on to Indiana University, where he finished with 1,741 points and a spot on the third All-America team as a senior. It was a more than respectable college career, but in some folks' eyes, Bailey failed to live up to his high school expectations. Then again, who could possibly? From the quiet of the barn lofts, to the screech of sneakers during driveway pickup games, to the cavernous high school gyms across the state, the dream is the same: to wear the candy-striped pants and play at Indiana University. If college ball is an aspiration, playing for IU is the fantasy. But it is one thing to be a part of the fervor, and another to be the object of its attention. "The only thing I can compare it to is Alabama football,'' said Birmingham native Christian Watford. "And I think people here are crazier.'' Jordan Hulls grew up with the personal dream and amid the statewide passion. He's from Bloomington, blessed with a unique bird's-eye view of the Hoosiers' ups and downs. His grandfather, John, served on Knight's staff. High school was more intimidating. You'd play in front of 7,000 people and three-quarters of them you'd know personally. That was pressure.' -- Indiana sophomore Cody Zeller Hulls remembers being a toddler trying desperately to score on the full-sized hoop during halftimes of his older brother's games at Bloomington South High School. He couldn't reach but he could dribble, his parents said, even when he was in diapers. "That's just sort of how it goes,'' he said. "You're born into it. I don't really know how else to explain it.'' Hulls took a leap of faith when he signed with Indiana, agreeing to play there amid NCAA sanctions brought about from misdeeds during former coach Kelvin Sampson's tenure. It was a big get for Indiana coach Tom Crean, not only because Hulls is a good player, but also because he's from Indiana. Indiana always has recruited nationally, but the program built its reputation on the backs of in-state heroes. Alford. Bailey. Cheaney. The school's most beloved stars were also Indiana boys. While the Hoosiers suffered through NCAA sanctions, some of Indiana's own left the state -- most notably Mason Plumlee to Duke and Tyler Zeller to North Carolina. Mason's little brother, Marshall, followed him to Durham. That left Tyler's little brother, Cody. Statewide hand-wringing, bordering on a panic epidemic, accompanied the wait for his decision. When Cody Zeller finally said he would play at IU, you half expected Assembly Hall to be bathed in a swath of gold with a chorus of angels overhead triumphantly singing, "Alleluia." It's a lot to ask of an 18-year-old, to be a state's savior, but through it all, Zeller has remained wonderfully -- and amazingly -- unaffected. That's partially due to his family's roots. Good basketball runs through the family genes. His maternal grandfather won a state title in Nebraska and his mother played Division III ball. Then, of course, came his older brothers: Luke, who would star at Notre Dame, and Tyler. But Zeller's nonplussed attitude is also a byproduct of his Indiana roots. Zeller played at Washington High, home to the Hatchet House, a 7,000-seat gym that is rarely less than full. "High school was more intimidating,'' he said. "You'd play in front of 7,000 people and three-quarters of them you'd know personally. That was pressure.'' Zeller vividly remembers his freshman season in high school, when his team played Fort Wayne Harding for the Class 3A title. Close to 8,000 people were in attendance that day, and Zeller, who averaged only 2.4 points, really didn't expect to see much action. "I was like the eighth guy, so I wasn't planning on playing,'' he said. "Then they got into some foul trouble and I played a lot. I said after that I'd never be afraid or nervous before a game again.'' "I worked a double that night. I was here at 10:30 in the morning. I think I left at 5:30 in the morning. The shot went in, and I swear I think I blacked out for three or four seconds." -- Chris Herbert, waiter at Nick's English Hut John Munden has been tending bar at Nick's English Hut for years and working at the popular Bloomington bar since he arrived in town in the fall of 1987 -- right after the Hoosiers won their most recent national title. "I'm more than ready for my turn,'' he said wryly. He, like a lot of fans, is hoping that 2013 is their turn. Indiana began the preseason ranked No. 1 and has hovered in the top 10 since. In a season already rife with crazy upsets and wild inconsistency, the Hoosiers' ability to stay comparatively solid puts them among an elite pack that appear to be more likely Final Four favorites. What would that mean to the state? A Final Four berth or national championship is big to any school, and means slightly more in certain places where basketball is king. But what Indiana has gone through recently, coupled with its passion for the game and the likelihood that Zeller will be gone next season, makes the attention to this season especially keen. The best comparison to the pressure heaped on this Indiana team is to Kentucky in 1996. Almost a decade earlier, the proud program was shamed with its own NCAA sanctions, a stain that injured the commonwealth's citizens as much as its flagship university. That's Indiana today. The punishments and embarrassment wrought by Sampson stung deeply here, and the climb out of the grave has been long and arduous. "I think it wasn't that people were depressed, they were just so disappointed,'' Munden said. Fans were unusually supportive, still filling the seats in Assembly Hall even as the team struggled through six-, 10- and 12-win seasons. But patience is rarely a limitless attribute, and at the start of last season, the natives were getting a little restless. And then came Dec. 10, 2011. Watford's buzzer-beating 3-pointer against Kentucky was much more than a winning shot. It was the champagne cork pop for a cathartic release that allowed both the Hoosiers and the state to exhale. Indiana was back. A now-famous YouTube video shows the reaction at Nick's, where the joyous celebration spilled onto the streets. Chris Herbert, a New Jersey native, worked that night at the bar. "I looked around and the floor was sort of moving,'' Herbert said. "The wine glasses on the rack were shaking. One girl got to work late, so she parked her car right out front, not having a clue obviously what was going to happen. Her car was demolished. I'm sure she wasn't happy, but everyone else was.'' "I know that Indiana basketball is a huge part of the daily existence for a lot of people, but as a coach you can't sit here and think, 'I don't want to let people down.' That's not pressure. Pressure is going on the road in the Big Ten with seven or eight walk-ons and trying to convince them they could win, and then when they didn't, doing it all over the next day. That's pressure.'' —Indiana head coach Tom Crean And now here we are, with Hoosier hysteria at a fever pitch. When IU hosted its actual Hoosier Hysteria open practice, it had to turn away 1,000 people. Student ticket sales have risen from 4,100 in the doldrums days to a capped 12,000. And on Saturday, the "College GameDay" trucks arrive for the showdown with Michigan. "There was never a blueprint for what we had to do here,'' Crean said. "And there isn't one now. We have to still fight the human element. Winning is not a birthright. We learned that here, but we have to remember it. We didn't just lose, everything was gone, and now that it's back, we have to remember how hard it was to get here.'' Crean was talking from a courtside seat at Assembly Hall, having just wrapped up a practice. Two guys walked in while he was finishing up and asked if he would mind if they filmed a little bit of the gym for a documentary on IU basketball they were working on. Crean said sure, as if it were an everyday occurrence. The two set up a camera, grabbed a ball and rolled it down the court over and over again. Every once in a while, the filmmaker's daughter would accidentally run into the shot. A toddler of maybe 3 or 4, she ran around the court with a big smile and the freedom of ignorance, not really aware she was running on sacred Indiana soil. Or then again, maybe she did know. She was, after all, wearing an Indiana cheerleader outfit.

Apologies to everybody out there who are pretending to like this thing, but the songwriting, vocal melodies, song structures, arrangements are an example of a band that are completely devoid of any ideas as regards a musical future... The mastering is so bad that the individual instruments and vocals are difficult to hear. Quite obviously, to anybody with a pair of ears this album has been cut and pasted beyond belief and not particularly well No, it doesn't "Kick Ass" and no, it's not their best since... ? To be honest, I would prefer to read the novel than to have to listen to Pearts backing band trying to come up with some dodgy music in an effort to support his narrative. "In the fullness of time" this album will go down as sucking as much as the rest of the Rush catalogue since "Signals" I remember reading on this forum how great "Snakes and Arrows" was, only to be slagged of a few moths later, once the childish euphoria wore off.. CA is truly awful... you'll all agree with me in a few years - or through the "fullness" of time...

I'm sure many of you have seen this DVD. The 20th Anniversary Tour (Live with the Octavarium Orchestra). It was recorded April 1, 2006, Radio City Music Hall in New York. I watched it again last night, beginning to end, uninterrupted. And, holy EFFING WOW! Rush will be always be my favourite band and part of the reason is nostalgic. They're the first band I really went nuts for and my first show was the 2112 tour back in '76. I've seen about 27 shows now I think. But, I have to say, these Dream Theater guys - OMFG are they ever GOOD! Not just their music, but their musicianship is something I don't think I've seen before. I mean, these guys could easily kick the asses of people like Steve Howe, Chris Squire, Brian Eno, Holdsworth, Wakeman, Page, Bruford, Bonham, Gilmour and - (TBR hides behind his couch again to avoid getting the living shit kicked out of him by a bunch of hard-core Rush fans from the states) even Geddy, Alex and Neil. On top of all that, the sound is crystal clear on this DVD. The venue helps, of course, but the band sounds great! Tight as a frog's ass... They have an orchestra behind them for the second half of the show and it really works with DT's music. Their music is very complex compared to that of Rush, or even Yes, for the most part. A perfect mix of heavy stuff like Iron Maiden and orchestral progressive like early Yes or even some of the very early (Gabriel era) Genesis. If you haven't yet listened to these guys, get this DVD. If you hate it, I'll pay you a hundred bucks. (CND of course.) TBR

I'm not a huge Queen fan, but damn Freddy was a wonderful singer.

GnR sucks donkey balls. I got my vote in.

Personally, I think the only player in the NFL who worried da Bears that post-season was Dan Marino....and luckily for them, he didn't get a rematch. First time you meet me in person, you're buying me a beer for saying that....

Personally, I think the only player in the NFL who worried da Bears that post-season was Dan Marino....and luckily for them, he didn't get a rematch.

And after a very slow start the Girls are killing it too.it's now 40-34 Indiana but at one time Kentucky had a huge lead.

Thx LABT really really good piece

My kind of girl ! The Colts have taken over around here , there are a few of us Bengal fans around still. With Indy's recent success and Peyton Manning all those years what do you expect. I will say that before Manning no one talked about the Colts.

Inspired by LABT's thread here is a list of the 15 largest high school gyms in the country. State City Venue Capacity 1 Indiana New Castle New Castle Fieldhouse 9,325[1] 2 Indiana Anderson Anderson Wigwam 8,996[1] 3 Indiana East Chicago John A. Baratto Athletic Center 8,296[1] 4 Indiana Seymour Lloyd E. Scott Gymnasium 8,110[1] 5 Indiana Richmond Tiernan Center 8,100[3] 6 Texas Dallas Alfred J. Loos Fieldhouse 7,500[1] 7 Indiana Elkhart North Side Gymnasium 7,373[1] 8 Indiana Michigan City "The Wolves' Den" Gym 7,304[1] 9 Indiana Gary West Side High School Gym 7,217[1] 10 Indiana Lafayette Jefferson High School Gym 7,200[4] 11 Indiana Indianapolis Southport High School Gym 7,124[4] 12 Indiana Washington "The Hatchet House" 7,090[5] 13 Indiana Columbus Columbus North High School Gym 7,071[4] 14 Indiana Marion Bill Green Athletic Arena 7,054[1] 15= Arizona Chinle Wildcat Den 7,000[6] 15= Kentucky Somerset Pulaski County High School Gym 7,000[7] New Castle Fieldhouse http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn232/nappy2112/2144247079_99ec7725d1_z_zps419304f0.jpg Anderson Wigwam http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn232/nappy2112/2164416915_46deb7e414_z_zpsf6286ea0.jpg Richmond Tiernan Center http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn232/nappy2112/6696191473_1e3f1a12e0_z_zps3a31115e.jpg Connersville Spartan Bowl ( where I went to school ranks around 25th or so ,built like New Castle's but only holds 5500.) http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn232/nappy2112/318280104_b4c3d7f72d_z_zpsd8f66c81.jpg Basketball in Indiana is like hockey in Canada. :D

Wallace and Gromit: The Wrong Trousers

In no order Beatles Fleetwood Mac—Buckingham era The Police Rush Dixie Dregs Mastadon INXS They Might Be Giants Yes Simon & Garfunkel Lyle Lovett—he has a large band

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/01/31/football-player-married_n_2592077.html One six-year-old girl has just done what millions of women can only dream of -- she "married" her favorite football player. Breanna became an Internet sensation earlier this month when a video of her crying because she's too young to marry Houston Texans player J.J. Watt (watch the video above). Watt heard about the video and set out to find Breanna, tweeting Monday, "Does anyone happen to know this cute little girl? We have to find her and turn those tears into a smile."

Now this I can understand and appreciate.... :D :D I moved from an AFC team to an NFC team, over 600 miles away. Changing teams was pretty easy on my conscience..... :laughing guy: Yeah...how easy of a change would it have been for you if it was Pittsburg instead of La Crosse (educated guess)? Oh man.....I shudder to even think of that scenario!! :o :o :o I hated those damned Steelers with a passion!! Everytime Bradshaw and Co. beat the Bengals in the 70's (which was pretty much ALL the time), I went into a flying rage..... :rage: I wouldn't expect any Bear fan to come up my way and change sides. It's still NFC Norris Division territory. You do NOT collaborate with the Enemy.... :laughing guy: :laughing guy: My parents live north of Green Bay. Thank God my Dad is still a Bears fan. :)

More disappointed than when he sh*t the bed against the 49ers in Super Bowl XIX? Or in the AFC Championship the next year, at home, against the Patriots, who hadn't won in Miami in 20 years? More disappointed than that? There's personal and professional disappointment. I don't think his performance in either game was why they lost. In SB XIX, the Niners were able (after the first quarter) to get pressure with just the four down linemen, and there are very few if any QBs that can succeed in that type of environment. In the 1985 AFC championship game, the run defense completely collapsed against the pedestrian Craig James, leading to the conclusion that they threw the game just to be treated to the comedy that was Super Bowl XX and Tony Eason's performance against a defense Marino had shredded just a month and a half before. I won't defend Eason. But, if either Lin Dawson or Stanley Morgan catch passes on the Patriots' first series after the Payton fumble, or if Don Blackmon doesn't drop the McMahon pass that hits him in the face in the flat (where there was nothing between him and the end zone) in the Bears' first series after the Patriots' field goal, perhaps the Patriots would have 4 Super Bowl wins since the Dolphins' last appearance. This kind of reminds me of the old story about Sammy Baugh after the 1940 NFL Championship Game. From wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1940_NFL_Championship_Game No, but it wasn't the main culprit. A defense that was unraveling faster than the Obama Administration's Benghazi story was. But in the end, what difference does it make?

Yes he did!!! And what a strong swimmer it was With a homing pigeon instinct!

More disappointed than when he sh*t the bed against the 49ers in Super Bowl XIX? Or in the AFC Championship the next year, at home, against the Patriots, who hadn't won in Miami in 20 years? More disappointed than that?

The Beatles Rush Van Halen (but not the Cherone era) Black Sabbath (the Ozzy and Dio eras) The Rolling Stones The Police UFO (the Schenker era) Soundgarden Led Zeppelin Guns N Roses (the 1980s and 1990s versions) The exact placement shifts constantly.

So what you're saying is...you guys went from two piece swimsuits (can u say thonnnnnngggg?) to mukluks and furry hoodie parkas??? KHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! Ya... something like that. ;) Check out my website for new bikini pics, taken just yesterday. :P There's a website? KHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! *insert eyebrow perk smiley and EKG goin off the chart smiley right here!* KHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!! :LMAO: :P

The Fireball album is way underrated.

I heard a very recent interview with Geddy where he said, "The VT remix should be available within the next 20 years... you know, probably..."

On Grooveshark.com someone remixed the entire album pretty well. It's called Vapor Trails - Less Vapor. They did a pretty good job.

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I love how the pig head has glasses and a soul patch.

'cyber-pissing contest'..! I don't even know what that means, but it sure got me :LMAO: !

:)

Ummm... Is it safe to come out yet, or should I put boxing gloves on the pair of you..?

Geddy's fingers....yeah. You know, a mans fingers can tell a lot about him. :)

Ok, this is officially a fantastic thread. Anything involving Geddy's fingers and the freedom to do what he wants with them is pretty darn good in my book! :)

To be honest, WGAF? Is Rush going to be any greater if they win this poll? Will GNR suck any less?

I think some people have too much time on their hands. Or on their fingers? :P

Just remember, it's not how big your e-peen is, it's what you do with it You net boys love your e-peens. Like my post, SC, and just watch it grow... :geddy: :geddy: :geddy: :geddy: +2 Like this one and my e-peen will block out the sun and stop global warming. For the sake of the Earth, ok. The Earth, nah. To shut some posters up? That's a worthy cause. +3

You know, I was really involved some time ago in my town's local Punk scene, and I really got fed up with their attitude. They still believe the Ramones or The Clash are the best bands ever as though no other bands had came during the last 35 years. I almost got in a fight with a guy who was adamant Syd Vicious was a great bass player, obviously, I told him he wasn't , so he answered me something like "it dosen't matter, it's the image and the look that matter", anyway we argued for about half an hour and I ended up calling him "a f***ing groupie". But I still like a lot of punk music, I just find the ideology completely retarded.

The problem isn't the mixing or the mastering of VT, it's the recording. They made some fundamental errors in the recording process such as recording individual tracks too hot. They could remix/remaster VT all they want and it's still going to have issues. GIGO - Garbage In, Garbage Out.

My four The Body electric/Middle Town Dreams becomes Kid Gloves/Emotion Detector Halo effect with Distant early Warning (played after the garden) Put Dreamline in Tom Sawyer's Spot and in Dreamline's old spot put Prime Mover (People are going to hate me for this) 2112 with Marathon (if a fifth could be picked) Red Sector A with Jacobs Ladder/Xanadu (would really like these ones, but I had to clean out the low points on the list first (no disrespect for Middletown dreams, but get another PW song out there is my dream))

Guns and Roses beat the Beatles and Led Zeppelin while Van Halen beat Pink Floyd. I still voted for Rush

Give me Hemispheres side 1

Guns 'n' Roses beat The Beatles. No wonder humanity is f*cked.

Driven (live) Leave that thing alone (live), Digital man, Cygnus x1 hemispheres, YYZ, Analog Kid, Circumstances, The Body Electric.. HA! no! Caravan, Headlong flight, La Villa Strangiato. These are just the hardest songs to learn all the way through on bass, from a bassist's perspective.

Geddy has already said the Setlist is not changing, or maybe that was Alex... and we know how reliable he is. I learned to love the setlist, I forgot how much I like those 80's songs. The buddy that I took really like the setlist because those were his first RUSH albums.

QUOTE (LedRush @ Aug 8 2012, 05:28 PM) From RS interview iwth Alex, in June: I've heard word that Vapor Trails might get remixed at some point. Is that true? Oh, yeah, that's always something that we're doing. We've already remixed a few songs. The idea was to do it as a tagalong with this record, maybe. That was one of the options that we talked about. But the schedule just keeps getting in the way of something like that. Because it's not really a priority. We'd like to do it, I think, for all the right reasons. We're not happy with the mastering. We felt that the production could've been a bit better, and we'd like to have another crack at it. But the longer we get away from it, the less appealing the idea is. Maybe it's best to leave it as it is. There's something that's very compelling about that record. It's the least-produced record that we've ever done. But in a way that's the right thing, for the moment. It was a very, very difficult time, and that record should sound and feel very different from anything else that we've done. Uh, that's all fine and dandy Alex, I mean I can respect the sentiment you have for that album and all, but the album should still be, like, listenable without blowing our eardrums out. I don't think causing Rush fans to do deaf was the sentiment you were going for...? But I will agree with you on one point: It absolutely DOES sound very different than any album you've ever done