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On behalf of every freeloader on this Forum—Thank you for all you do! Your job is thankless and probably irksome at times. TRF members offer our collective appreciation for your selfless devotion to our favorite website. We're not worthy 73! It's people like you, and all the mods, who have made our lives a little brighter by the connections we get share here in cyberspace.

someone who never makes any of these lists and should is John McVie from Fleetwood Mac. The grooves that he came up with are the core to most of Fleetwood Mac's hits.

Good list. Although the absence of Chris Squire is astonishing.

I never, ever thought I'd see the day! But today it happened! It happened and I wasn't expecting it but it really truly happened. I found the most perfect red lipstick. And now every single person in this household has a perfect red lipstick kiss print on the side of their face.

:haz: http://www.watchmojo...video/id/12050/

I have a strong feeling I won't like it anyway. Just tried playing it again, and it is honestly just a very boring album. The songs are nkt exactly breathtaking, and the remix sounds horrible. I have no idea how it could get any worse, so I may just overlook this one and immerse myself in what Rush albums I do love (all but, say, five?).

Meanwhile, yesterday, in Parma... http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3815/11500524355_655ec75371_z.jpg

Surprised Jeff Jones didn't make the cut. Rush has never grooved like they did when he was in the band.

TRF understatement of 2013!

Yes it has. Megadon—what to make of it? What does Goobs know? Canada seems to be under the spell of a madman. Who's gonna step away from finger cymbals and pasta art to enter into the world of the Inner-city olympics? The end is near, yet seems so far away

*cough* *cough* *wheeze* I fear it's too late to submit my application essay. Is there any chance for an extra credit assignment? Witty, athletic, good taste, and you sometimes even run naked! Dudes should be submitting applications to you woman!!! Yeah, I have yet to come across a dude around here who's at your level of coolness, Janie. You could submit an essay, but I fear it would be like Einstein applying to Burger King University or something. One pic should do it I would think..... :) http://i378.photobucket.com/albums/oo228/LifesonPics/icon_hmm.gif I kind of like keeping the mystery alive. Can't say I blame you.......... :P You've asked for pictures a few times... I do like adding this bit of suspense. I could be totally heinous. I could not be. I could be in-between. Perhaps I am decently heinous looking! HA! mwahahahaha. Janie is a knockout. Helll I'd go with her to the prom. ;) I'm down with this. Application accepted.

What made my day today is what has been making my day for the past three months: my wife is pregnant! It´s our fist baby and it´s a girl, we´ll name her Stella Michel Altaf.

This one raised the odds once again. Next one I'll have to write it in 7/11. Francis is busy with Christmas preparations, I'll have this sent to him. In the meantime, everyone, watch out for Holierthanthouy, wherever he might turn out. he's a tricky one.

Everyone Stares It was a documentary done by Stewart Copeland of The Police, shot entirely on Super 8 film, narrated by Stewart documenting his time with The Police. Lots of great old footage from the 70's and 80's.

30,000 posts wow! You do have to remember that Mr Verity does tend to exaggerate, so every figure he gives you will be ten times too high. Congratulations on that accomplishment, but more than that a big laurel and hearty handshake for all that you do to give us this wonderful site.

The Yukon Blade Grinder Rushgoober: Canada’s Public Enemy #1 Gone are the days of lazing in the California sun, reporting on nose nibbling tarts and cults at Neverland Ranch. After witnessing the killing spree unleashed on escaped emus and countless press conferences with Sheriff Ron Howard, we make our way to the mother city of Canada—Toronto. The Yukon Blade Grinder has been on the scene since day one. The legendary story continues to bloat like a corpse floating in Lake Ontario, with sturgeons feeding on the body. Today we land in God’s country. Flying into this modern metropolis the sight is indeed magnificent. It’s North America’s fourth largest city. The buildings stand like giant Royal Mounties guarding Toronto. However, dominating the skyline—Anthem Entertainment International. The Yukon Blade Grinder is astonished, as the sight is beyond belief. In our world there are monuments that take our breath away: The Pyramids of Giza. Stonehenge. Giant’s Causeway of Northern Ireland. The hulking breasts of Dollywood in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. In this saga we are introduced to the newest wonder of the world. Approaching by helicopter it can be seen from miles away—La Chouette du Canada, or “The Great Owl”. It’s a 300ft statue of Canada’s national bird, perched atop of what is now known as Ray’s Place. With outstretched wings and fierce omniscient glare, the owl is Canada’s version of “Jesus over Rio”. As we get closer to A.E.I., we notice the owl has what appears to be a mouse hanging by its tail from the prodigious beak. This Yukon Blade Grinder reporter would be wrong. Turns out it’s actually a cage hanging by a chain. Residing inside is a dwarf, swaying in the wind. “I think people who speak in metaphors oughta shampoo my crotch” --Jack Nicholson How the man arrived at this point is now a matter of public record: Award winning actor for his role as Gimli in The Lord of the Rings trilogy. A jilted former collaborator of Michael Jackson, whose malice toward Emmanuel Lewis rivals that of the ancient god’s anger toward Vesuvius. He was the cream of the crop of Piccadilly’s vaunted street performers. Goober was also an esteemed member of the British Repertoires Acclaimed Wee Legion, hired by A.E.I. to perform in the much-anticipated Clockwork Angels extravaganza. Everything seemed to be going well before the tour kicked off. He had it all. Fame. Fortune. The company of hot, adoring women. And peas aplenty. From being shot out of a cannon during “Headlong Flight”, to portraying the obedient and eager Cabin Boy for the “The Wreckers”, his talent what a commodity few possess. Goober not only had access to the stars—he was a star. Things turned for the worse one night at the Orbit Room, at the ill fated “Battle of the Bands.” This catastrophic incident led to a Jerry Springer like moment involving medications, strippers, pissed off dwarfs, and members of Rush. After the tumultuous, and untimely dismissal of the entire performing cast, all parties were understandably disappointed. Disillusioned and angry (never a good combination for a dwarf) Rushgoober led the talented Seven Cities of Gold dancers on a spirit quest to his former residence—Neverland Ranch. His mission? Placing a curse on Canada’s most famous export via the occult consisting of naked women and exotic animals. The scene at Neverland was so odd, if Anton Lavey was alive, he’d be green with envy. All too happy to wash their hands of this depravity, the Santa Barbara Sheriff’s office dismissed all charges to deport said villain to Canada, where he faces perhaps the worst of circumstances—trial for “Impersonating a Rush Fan”. “All roads lead to Rome. When traveling, have two swords with you at all times!” --Marcus Arelius On Philospy and all things Roman However, the wrath of Canada isn’t the only issue on Rushgoober’s plate—he’s got the wrath of God to account for as well. Because of the cult’s actions, the spiritual world has a hand in stirring this bubbling cauldron of trouble. Time to call in the big guns. The “Peppy” pontiff, Pope Francis, came forward to show his allegiance to Vapor Trail fans across the globe with his epic Sermon on Mt. Nerd, while rocking his Neil Peart prayer cap. Indeed, a liturgical seismic shift with huge implications from a church that moves at glacial speed. To top that change of worship protocol, another sin was added to the list of “deadly sins”. Now there are eight. With that action taken, the Vatican declared that Goobs must repent of his vapor trolling ways, or face the burning flames of hell. That’s all minor compared to what he now faces. Today, the rotund mayor of Toronto, Rob Ford, is at the center Rushgoober’s universe. Pass the crack pipe, call your favorite hooker, and chill with some Poutine, for today we gain clarity. “How’s it going eh? I’m Bob McKenzie, this is my brother Doug” --Bob McKenzie What a curious monstrosity! Circling La Chouette du Canada, this Yukon Blade Grinder reporter is in awe. “Biiiiiig f***ing bird eh? Welcome to the new Canada!” quipped our chopper pilot. The YBG got a chance to look into the owl’s huge eyes, as he paused to hover a moment. Clear windows allow a good view inside, but we couldn’t resist looking down to the swaying cage below where Goober flashes the middle digit, whilst showing us his hairy dwarfen arse. However, such behavior cannot detract from the magnitude and importance of the band’s new state of the art recording studio, now declared a national treasure, located in the head of the owl. Pointing to the enormous left eye our pilot brings the YBG up to speed on the status of their latest recording. “That’s his new drum instructor rubbing his shoulders like he’s some sort of boxer. Neil’s been in there all week working on the new William Shatner album. We’ve never seen him throw so many sticks. He downs a shot of the Macallan when he screws up a take. The papers say he’s got drummer’s block. Kinda like writer’s block. It’s a growing concern in the city. Must be a tough assignment, but when it’s finished it’ll be bigger than anything Bryan Adams ever recorded.” While flying into the Toronto it was hard not to notice the multiple Jumbotrons throughout the city, giving a voyeuristic peek into the world of Rush at work. On screen is the man possessing the “Hands of God”—Neil Peart, banging away on his kit and staring into the distance as if meditating on the fracas below—or not. Obviously he’s rehearsing to rehearse. Our friendly pilot was more than happy to give a complete update. Apparently Ged and Alex play paper football out of sheer boredom as Neil stumbles through take after take. “The Toronto Gambling Commission has established odds for their epic games. Geddy always wins. Man we got it made!” Through the eyes of the owl we see genius at work. “Out on the streets, that’s where we meet” --Ratt Round and Round Down on the streets of Toronto is another story. Canucks dance around giant trash fires and torched cars as emotions rise with burning passion. Effigies of Rushgoober hang and cast grim shadows as Poutine vendors make a buck off of the hungry crowds. Apparently you can get it with or without bits of Michael Jackson’s nose (relax—they’re just cheese curds). This national dish is served in a collectable Vapor Trails bowl as mandated by the government’s Department of Arts & Musical Niceties. Sweet thought. Mementos mean something to every Canadian. We land atop Anthem Entertainment International between the legs of this Colossus of Canada. As we step out of the chopper, we’re greeted and ushered to the rooftop elevator by a panting William “the Shat” Shatner. We miss Bill, he’s a laugh. “Good to see you guys. Man it’s a zoo down there,” he said between gasps for breath. “I got…I got your emails...sorry I missed my deadline…I’ll have my article completed for the Blade Grinder soon…real busy getting Neil’s parts right now…he’s suddenly confused by 7/8. His drum teacher is doing everything he can to help (95 year old Leophus “Hambone” Jones). He can’t play in time. This is almost a national emergency.” We know Bill, we know! After catching his breath The “Shat” holds up his hands to warn us of possible danger, while giving scatterbrained details of the digs of Canada’s golden boys. “Be careful on the streets. Not for the recovering alcoholic. Mayor Ford’s been giving away free Moosehead all week. Lots of drunken fans. Did you see their studio? They’ve even got pinball machines up there! Oh, uh, our transportation is waiting for us.” He then points to the edge of the rooftop. “You can take the vacuum chute down—it’s fastest. Or you can take the elevator. You’re choice.” Canadian hospitality at its finest. Without a moment’s hesitation, the YBG crew steps onto the elevator as doors open to that familiar Star Trek Enterprise “whoosh”. The walls are lined with Gold and Platinum records. We noticed something strange. The music. The YBG had no idea a Muzak version of “Headlong Flight” existed. A bodiless voice greets us with a warm welcome to Anthem Tower. Making our way down to ground level, The Shat gives us a look and says, “You’re not gonna believe this!” We’re holding on with all our lives! To Stand within the pleasure dome, decreed by Kubla Khan --Neil Peart 1977 (probably extremely high at the time) Stepping off into the great lobby immediately captivates the Yukon Blade Grinder’s attention and stops us in our tracks. How could it not? It’s a vaulted cathedral like ceiling containing a kaleidoscope of images capturing key moments in the band’s history. It’s also a library. People are reading books under beautiful, silken banners of each album cover. Moving Pictures is a like an AARP meeting and it also has the biggest gathering. Presto is vacant. Clockwork Angels is crowded with skate rats. What also jumps out is an eerie replica of Michelangelo’s “Creation of Adam” themed fresco from the Sistine Chapel directly above, except it’s Neil, reaching for the hand of mere mortal Taylor Hawkins. Commemorating their appearance on The Muppet Show there’s a giant mural of Geddy, Alex, and Neil arm in arm with Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem from their stirring rendition of Xanadu. Fountains of honeydew flow from the cods of 12 statues, each one the renowned philosopher of their day. The honeydew spews on a replica of the RollingStone offices. This is no run of the mill building, this place is a place of history. “C’mon or your going to miss his entrance. The Hobbit caller, that’s what Mayor Ford calls him, is ready to announce his arrival. Those announcements are always entertaining.” whispers Shatner, urging the YBG crew outside the main doors. As we step outside it’s pure chaos. The people of Toronto are obviously under a spell, and it’s not a good one. Bacchus Plateau must’ve looked like this as throngs of milling people are eating and drinking waiting for the event of the day—the grand appearance of Mayor Rob Ford. Loudspeakers crackle with sounds of a clearing throat throughout the streets. Citizens turn their attention to the Jumbotrons as the cage lowers from La Chouette du Canada’s beak. Enter the People’s Champion: Mayor Ford A voice echoes through the canyons of concrete and steel, and it is that of the leader of the British Repertoires Acclaimed Wee Legion—Tony, the Pirate Captain: “Ahem. Is this thing on…thump thump? Oh, right then. Hear Ye! Hear Ye! People of the Great White North. Please turn your attention to the Jumbotrons. Our great Caesar, ummm errrr, Mayor descends!” Rushgoober’s cage gets lower and lower. Mayor Rob Ford, laughing like a madman, is standing on top wearing a Toronto Argonauts jersey and laurel around his head. Tony continues his oratory. “All hail our leader: Leader of low taxes, Benevolent giver of free booze, Prime mover of prostitution, Centurion of crack cocaine, Prince of Poutine, and advocate of the working man—Maaaaaayoooooor FOOOOOOORRRRDDDD. C’mon down!!!!” The deafening roar of the crowd sends shockwaves through the air. Mayor Ford is clearly at home in front of the public. As the cage comes closer to his constituents they worship the rotund mound of ground round. The Mayor does a back flip off the cage landing next to Tony, who hands him the microphone. “Thank you Toronto. Thank you. Thank you. No please, stop,” he repeated holding up his hands with malignant narcissism. “Today, we start another chapter in the history of our great city. In our midst we have a fallen man. Once a great man. Now fallen to the lowest depths of humanity with his Vapor Trolling. As member number 1 of the Toronto Backstage Club it is my duty to preside over any trial for impersonating a Rush fan.” Mayor Ford silences the crowd and continues, “I’m the only man alive to endure the gauntlet of proving my love for Rush…need I remind you?” The crowd responds with an overwhelming YES! “Let’s see it again guys!” The Jumbotrons fill with footage from the Toronto show from last year. Mayor Ford humping Neil’s bass drum during the entirety of YYZ, once considered an impossible feat to accomplish by anyone with testicles, and there is only one who’s done it. “How this trial will be conducted is not by judge and jury, but by raw athleticism, guts and courage. People all over the world have weighed in on this people, no pun intended. The Pope did his part, now we must do ours as faithful fans. Since this fiasco started the band hasn’t been right. Look, Pratt can’t even play in 7/8 time. Something must be done. By the power of Megadon, I establish this day as the beginning of the Inner-City Olympics: The British Repertoires Acclaimed Wee Legion vs. The Toronto Urban Resource Development League. Britain versus Canada. The winner determines the fate of this troll. You can give him his laptop so he can post at his leisure—time is ticking buddy! Better make it good.” Loyal Yukon Blade Grinder readers here we are staring at the Full Monty. The world seems to have changed overnight. Megadon. Why the power of Megadon? Perhaps the press conference this week will help us understand the nature of these games and origin of this proclamation…no doubt it will shed light where darkness dwells. Until next time, the Yukon Blade Grinder bids you adieu and farewell from the mother city of Canada!

No!!! It's "Sweet, you're makin baked beans!"

Since I have had so much trouble with my van lately money has been tight. I had gotten my daughter a new laptop for Christmas a few weeks ago but had to return it because of the cost of van repairs. Well, I went back today to buy it again and it ended up being 100.00 dollars less than the first time....... :)

I posted one in NWW for the ladies, but I cannot forget and will not forget the men that I've made bonds with. Plus all of you that are here. We do share something special and that is our love for Rush. So with no further ado, I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Daylin xo

I don't think you can say that Yes has had a bigger influence on music than Nirvana did. I know a lot of people now say that Cobain's fame is owed to his early death, but I can remember people going crazy for Nevermind when it first came out. Until the late 90s-early 00s labels were signing "grunge" bands trying to find the next Nirvana. Music? Yeah, I guess it's music. Haha Look, as a musician, Nirvana is the bottom of the barrel. Teens identified with them because their lyrics and feel were depressing. "Making teenagers depressed is like shooting fish in a barrel" - Bart Simpson They had mass appeal but to me, the hall of fame is for special artists, who deserve recognition for their excellence, not record sales. I realize I'm in the minority but it is how I feel. I can show anyone who has never picked up a guitar one chord shape (bar chord) and then teach them 20 Nirvana songs. Nothing excellent there. Sorry. And it's this attitude that keeps bands like Yes out of the Hall.. Most people , the general public, could give a shit about technical brilliance or inventive/experimental songwriting.. Rock music came from the blues, not classical or jazz.. I think Yes should be in there, but at the same time, I get why Nirvana is and was more influential.. The music snobbery you express makes all Prog fans look like elitists, and that's what a majority of the music establishment thinks, and it's why bands like the Ramones and the sex pistols happened. Nirvana , and Kurt Cobain, were a great band.. They wrote well crafted punk influenced tunes with cool hooks and melodies.. Who gives a shit if it wasn't all that complex? It's rock n roll Not my cup of tea....rock n roll has many different feels, tunes, approaches. As the Rush opening film "Rash" pointed out....." It's crap! said Omalley" "yeah but people like crap" This is no different. To me Nirvana was crap.....it was probably really good crap to those who like crap....but for my taste it was nasty crap. No artistic influence or impact on me at all. They had a few great hooks on that first record...no doubt...but they sucked balls live, and their follow up album was some more crap. And IMO if Cobain was still alive....they would have half the popularity than they do now. Punk music to me....is complete crap. I love rock n roll....but punk influenced rock for the most part has always been a turnoff for my ears. It's all subjective. Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Temple of the Dog, Alice in Chains.....all blow away Nirvana....not even close. Foo Fighters.....thank god Grohl formed this band. Tremendous riff driven rock. Nirvana sucks ass. But.....obviously they had a big impact in the music world....by all means....put them in the RRHOF which is pure shiat anyway. The fact Rush and Kiss finally were inducted.....who cares....I know Alex did not give a rats ass.

:cheers: :hail: :ebert: :cheers: :ebert: :hail: :cheers: :yay: Happy 4th Anniversary, Yuor_Lnio! :yay: :cheers: :hail: :ebert: :cheers: :ebert: :hail: :cheers:

Thank you so much for every awesome thing you do and you do a lot! It doesn't go unnoticed and everything is much appreciated. In short, you rock.

I think he reads our PMs just for fun when he gets bored. :o

I think he reads our PMs just for fun when he gets bored.

I think that was the funniest one yet. :ebert:

*cough* *cough* *wheeze* I fear it's too late to submit my application essay. Is there any chance for an extra credit assignment? Witty, athletic, good taste, and you sometimes even run naked! Dudes should be submitting applications to you woman!!! Yeah, I have yet to come across a dude around here who's at your level of coolness, Janie. You could submit an essay, but I fear it would be like Einstein applying to Burger King University or something. Hey yeah! I think I should be accepting applications or essays (or at the very least, a haiku). I'm partial to comedy which puts Cyclonus in the top spot right now. ;)

I love Collective Soul's first three albums. Check out the beautiful guitar solo in this song:

Time to unleash the Yukon Blade Grinder. ..they'll rue the day of this travesty and injustice Nah, leave it alone for now. We need to get this fixed. Maybe me posting for the first time in years will help :P

The thread with my name on it will never die. I will see to it personally.......

Congrats 73!!!

Moving Pictures Interview w Mike Dixon Pt. 1 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4qAFs8K-7Bs&feature=youtu.be Watch Pt. 2 w Mike Dixon @ http://youtu.be/fYjBF4btauw

Never realized this. Good diggin' deep.

LOL or a shot of saddle action (a shot of satisfaction) or Carnies I will evade the game and chance (wheel of fate a game of chance)

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(((((((Hugs to all who posted)))))))

I really like the busy bass line in "Turn The Page" - especially the live version on A Show of Hands. His ability to play that busy bass riff and sing at the same time is amazing IMO. There are many other but that stands out to me for sure.

Are you sure it is up his sleeve? ;)

Where to begin... His entire career? Every song he plays has a certain genius to it but I'll hit the highlights. Bass solo in La Villa - In a world before internet I would play this on a record player over and over to try and learn it. Took me forever just to figure out what he was doing and another year to be able to play it to speed. Ridiculously fast. Hemispheres - Just wow. All over the neck for the entire song. Beautiful, melodic and aggressive. Circumstances - Same thing. Tough line to sing over as well. Very aggressive. Digital Man Analog Kid Breakdown in Mission with Neil on the Xylophone Big Money Marathon Freewill Good lord I could fill an entire page.

You picked the worst example from that list of bands. They're not my favorite, but unlike most on the list, they're actually rock, influential, and popular. I disagree. Just because something is popular doesn't mean it's good... and vice versa. Nirvana was popular but IMO they were horrible. Just my opinion.

Merry Christmas to everyone on here, and I am thankful to have gotten to know y'all this year. I hope you get what you want for Christmas.

Headlong Flight

Happy Christmas, Daylin!

1990? But then I can't post this, which is from 1981:

I have to add that the guitar solo break in Between the Wheels is one of my all-time favorite Rush moments. One of my favorite Alex solos and I love what Neil and Ged are doing under it.

I saw it as being better than Signals (which wasn't really a favorite back when it came out) but still not a good response to PWave and MP...I was looking for part III of that era...and saw that it went into a different direction with the "song" based music as opposed to "epic" music. I'll have to admit that I liked side TWO better than side one, and thought that Red Lenses was he coolest tune on the album...once Power Windows came out, I ended up liking this album a LOT more, and then when HyF came out I thought they were done, and figured that GuP was their last GOOD album! Looking back, I still like it better than the next two, I can "take" PWindows a little better now than I could then, and I still don't find myself reaching for HyF to satisfy a Rush craving, where GuP WOULD do it!

I don't think you can say that Yes has had a bigger influence on music than Nirvana did. I know a lot of people now say that Cobain's fame is owed to his early death, but I can remember people going crazy for Nevermind when it first came out. Until the late 90s-early 00s labels were signing "grunge" bands trying to find the next Nirvana. Music? Yeah, I guess it's music. Haha Look, as a musician, Nirvana is the bottom of the barrel. Teens identified with them because their lyrics and feel were depressing. "Making teenagers depressed is like shooting fish in a barrel" - Bart Simpson They had mass appeal but to me, the hall of fame is for special artists, who deserve recognition for their excellence, not record sales. I realize I'm in the minority but it is how I feel. I can show anyone who has never picked up a guitar one chord shape (bar chord) and then teach them 20 Nirvana songs. Nothing excellent there. Sorry.

Interesting? THIS place? Naahhh...... ;)

La Villa Strangiatto Limelight yyz The Spirit of radio Kid gloves Turn the Page The Analog Kid Freewill The Anarchist The Camera Eye Subdivisions

Exit Stage Left.........La Villa Strangiato. Quite frankly.....it does not get any better than that. It was when I heard that solo I truly knew I wanted to be a guitarist. Alex has so many dazzling solos.....too many to list but here are some other incredible, legendary moments: Limelight Freewill Red Barchetta Digital Man Mission Between The Wheels Red Sector A Kid Gloves Working Man Soliloquy (2112) Ghost of a Chance Bravado Marathon The Analog Kid Jacobs Ladder The Trees Xanadu Tom Sawyer The Camera Eye Cut to The Chase Turn The Page High Water Open Secrets Middletown Dreams Emotion Detector

Glad to see TMMB on here—Alex has a moment of shred that floors me Some amazing tone on this one!