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Daaaaaa its Friday

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What happens when you cross Do (A deer a female deer) and La (A long long way to run). You get Lo... wait thats not where I had this going. Oh... you get DA. Thats right Its DA Friday. So add your DA stories (Or you could just put what his real name is you think... Dontinio Antonio or Donald Adolf or Daffy Alexeconia. You know whatever you dream up.

But anyways. Ah DA, few people remind me of annoying little kids as does DA! What does that mean? Well believe it or not DA and I go way back, being raised in the same hall. He was this pesky little kid roaming around. But then several years ago I was at a Third Eye Blind concert in Knoxville (My Musical Taste Has Grown With Time). And there on the stage they had all these people who had won a spot to be on stage on these platforms behind the singer... This was 90% girls in hysteria to be there. But there was this one guy who was majorly head banging to the music... I infact pointed him out. "Look at that crazy guy". Deep within me it registered who this was... Daaa How could I forget. (I think I watched him triumphantly catch a drum stick that night too..)

It would be a couple of years later before a notable event took place. It was roughly Midnight on October 2, 2000. It was the night Kid A by radiohead was released. And I was there to be one of the first to get this musical masterpiece. (OK before people are like, how on earth do you remember the date... well its called google... I did a search on the release date). I looked at him and he looked at me as we both thought "Why is he here?". It would be then that we both realized the other had good taste in music!

In fact we got to do a little recording before I left the confines of Knoxville. The Knoxville Blog brought it up this week! If your new to Misconstrued (Post-POM), give it a listen! Ah good times good times... watchin DA sing in a dryer, trying to run cables out the windows from one story to another, random screaming.

But definitly DA is a music man... with great skills in such! And great taste in eclectic music. Check out his reviews and downloadable songs! Highly Recommended!

Anyway add your comments for Darius Anchovie Friday!

Comments

Oh my god! I have waited for this day all my life!

Uhm, lets see...I would like to thank the Academy, the Lord, my manager, my boo, my mother, my father, my pet marmoset Cocoa...

Oh, but one thing...The Knoxville "BLOG"??? That's like a father calling his son Cletus and then realizing it's actually his daughter and her name is Susie.

I love you all! Well...most of you at least.

"Speak to me of times we have had and friends we have made, and together we will remember infinity"

D.rink A.bsinthe
The Knoxville File's resident music man

Sorry there DA...

**Takes note to have secretary refrence knoxville blog to knoxville file**

-Note budget may prevent this action

Oh and nice name ... Absinthe

Posted by: The Father who forgets his childrens name

Donato Alfanzinaliaiglkjifosdjleijguh aoioeijogieeohsdosdgjeoioijsdfsd.

i could never pronounce that second part

I had some Absinthe and now there are all these pink floating Eeyore ghosts floating around talking about the metaphysical side of the writings of Tolstoy. *drum tap*

Anyway, I remember this one time D.A. and I were driving around in NASA, and this other time we were at an assembly. And Recently I went to a party and heard about how he was talking to Jon Houser about The Catcher in the Rye and how D.A. thought the main guy was NOT selfish whereas Jon thought he, in fact, WAS.

Good times!

AHHHH DA I've only meet him a few times, the only thing I remember is dumping a trash can full of water on his head from the roof of someones house at a party. hahaha good times.

Mark will someday feel my wrath...oh yes...MY WRATH!!! If my brain serves me correctly, Jerm & Co. once wrote a song about The Mark. Heh heh...

They were good times indeed. That was an awesome water fight! You know whenever the owner of the house has a nervous breakdown due to her entire floor being bogged down like a swamp from the INDOOR balloon bombardments that the festivities have been classic.

Mary spending the end of the evening huddled at the kitchen table rocking back and forth Mary spending the end of the evening huddled at the kitchen table rocking back and forth Mary spending the end of the evening huddled at the kitchen table rocking back and forth Mary spending the end of the evening huddled at the kitchen table rocking back and forth

I like that memory,

D.A.

i believe that my favorite D.A. memory is the time that he kindly notified me of my resemblance to a MALE, and then commenced calling me "YENTIL"

....yes yes ... i can still hear his unbridled cackle as i administered stern looks of disgust and reproach......... ohhhhh if only these eyes were shotguns......

good times, good times.

DA! DA! You're the man. I remember the time I first meet you. I was like, "You look like that guy from Weezer. Sweet!" And you said, "You're tall." And then I said, "Yes I know." Then you pulled me to the side and said your real name was Michael Jason Smith but you used DA to sound interesting and make people wonder. Man, those were the days. Until future encounters Dilapidated Angioplasty. I know, that makes no sense.

Pseudo-Javann! Who are you? You shall tell me or face my rage! And when Chunky Bears rage it isn’t a pretty sight. If you don’t tell me now, then I can wait. Bears are very patient animals. No wait, that’s turtles. Nevertheless your villainy will be exposed soon enough, and when that time comes, know this: that bears do not forget. Wait, that’s elephants. But this bear doesn’t forget and you will rue the day that you ever took on my identity. You shall rue like no other for Gehenna hath no wrath like a Chunky Bear in rage. Oh, and answer me this “Javann,” when were you born? Mwaa ha ha ha. My genius is peerless. You don’t know the answer, do you?

I am never going to live down the Yentil comment am I? I don't suppose I should.

This might make you feel a little better though. Andrew Domine commenced to tell me that a one time admirer had recently starting...ahem...batting for the other team, and that made sense to him because apparently I am, "Pretty. You know...like a girl."

D.A.

Ahh Yes i must agree...DA does have an awesome taste is music!! Infact, the Cd's he has sent me are prolly my favorites! Anywho, i always have DA to thank for introducing me to Jerm ,Henry , and i forgot the other dudes name..hee hee (sorry) Oh and DA knows lots of people. i always mention his name when i meet new people cause they always seem to know him or have a friend that knows him. i've heard people talk about his musical talent but haven't had the privilege yet….hopefully one day. 

Ya know... i forget that... DA was the connection to Jillian... and thus going to africa and thus wrecking that car over there, and then that other wreck... then that speeding ticket... man
hey
... man...
you like owe me 1000 bucks!

I dunno why bu the term Pseudo-Javann made me laugh for like, three minutes.

Oh.. uh... and DA is cool..

D.A. what does that stand for? District Attorney? No...then what? Well...i think i met you last year at the weber's house. But the day before my little sister came home and she was like "one of jeremy's friends was at Bennigan's today and his name was DA like on Arthur! And sheena, he was really cute too..you should me him..has glasses and he's really tall! And that's my only memory of DA and i have a picture of him and Jeremy and JOn in my room....And that's all i can tell you about he man named DA....Sooo who's your "boo" hahahahhahah!!

D.A. i've known you since i was a wee folk. wasnt i like 11 when you started hanging out with adam? You have been a great friend to me!
I remember last year at nicks wedding you played that dashboard song for me and like two seconds into the dancing it started skipping. hehe that was funny.
I can't wait to see you and i love you!

DA! Or as I like to say DAH! You're a great person, one will overlook the stupidity and utter ignorance of the several pseudo-Javann's who have surfaced on the internet. I suffer it only because their pathetic lives dicatate that they must copy me for their amusement. Unfortunately, they are unable to do it with any proficiency, and they shall always remain useless imitations, nothing more than mere flatteries to be dismissed as chaff is thrown to the wind. I do remember meeting you and the subsequent nicknaming of DAH, and saying something about a song being named after you if you went by DAH. . . oh well.

I love DA a lot because he's pretty a la a girl vis-à-vis your average American male. He's the epitome of man-beauty. Whenever I see him paroxysms of happiness and gratitude begin affecting me outright. Sigh. Such is life.

To answer a few questions:

I have no boo.

I love ribs.

The Dashboard CD kept skipping because as my payment for DJing, the father of the bride continually brought me pitchers of Segrams 7 and beer which, by the third one, began to get spilled onto said CD's.

I love Pseudo Javann and anyone who is taller than me (I clock in at 6' 4") gets the response, "You're tall".

The first time I met Jillian she commenced to start thanking me for many things I had no idea I had done. I put the good people together. It is my blessing.

I owe Jeremy more than a grand...I still haven't paid him for my Imaginary Girlfriend...checks in the mail...

And...DRUMROLL PLEASE...

D.A. =

Donato

Alphonse

D'Elia

Much love,

Dah

I just got into blogging and I absolutely love it, so thanks, I keep track of this blog as well as 5 others so far.

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