Showing posts with label Ticket Stock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ticket Stock. Show all posts

Monday, January 27, 2014

Failed Pics From Ticket Stock

We scanned some Polaroid snaps into the Macintosh for your viewing pleasure. Nothing to ground breaking here. Things we did not capture on film was the Phil-Dill boat display (a 100k pontoon boat, really?), Ticket Museum, Jerry's Cowboy bus.


 The bar, selling overpriced beer. Next year, bringing a cooler. Or a back pack full of weed.


Mechanical bull. 


Descending Hunan with his spot light during "Points for Sex". Best performance of the night.


 Keller's Hamburgers. Where P1's go to raise hell after Ticket Stock. And eat cheap burgers.

There you go. The sparest of pictures from Ticket Stock. Throw up your Picasa album in the comments if you have anything better.



Sunday, January 26, 2014

The Morning After


Pure greatness, that was. We got to see some of the later round tables and all of the Time Wasters. Not going to say much now on it all, wanted to get this up for the three people that read this blog in case they want to post a comment.

Loved getting to see such a large group of P1's. There was vaping, homeless miscreants asking for money and lots of Rich Phillips look a likes. Best part was mixing with all the guys after the show. They were great, letting us beat them down to take pictures and share in awkward embraces. 

Some quick hits that come to mind: Junes's Points for Sex (I am insane now), TC rapping, Jub on the fiddle, Sirois brothers pumping up the crowd, Tweeting our asses off. 

It was pure good good fun. 

Now, who has that recording from Friday night?
 

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Our Ticket Stock Prospective

We are ducking our heads in the Grey Hound station as we write this to you, fellow P1's. Trying to scribble this message to you on the back of a pull out from the latest Texas Monthly (Ted Cruz strikes again bitches), and pass it along to Randall behind the counter at the Western Union stand. If this all sounds a bit jumbled, blame our rusty Morse code. Or the tamales we bought from Delfina outside the station. Unpasteurized goat cheese was a bad choice my Hispanic friend. Anyways, we had to get this out to you before we depart for the D.

What do we think is in store for this weekend? We don't really know. Us here at the Wastelander hovel, well removed from the watchful eye of Margaret Hunt Hill as she sits on top of her bridge, have a little time to ponder as we make our way into the metroplex. There is a good chance it ends up like our previously described agenda. Hopefully not, hopefully Cat got this whole thing sorted out right and we can follow the schedule. This is a schedule for human beings for crying out loud.

Enough with the nonsense for a second though. Listening in today we could hear the hosts realizing that this is more than just another Ticket Stock. This is two decades of history we are celebrating here. This will be all the hosts, digging deep and revealing to us the personal life they have that swims around beneath their on air consciousness. Mike for example revealed today that he was getting a little nostalgic, and that for him this was a big deal. Danny chimed in saying, "you should enjoy it man." As he should. The same thing has happened to us this week, realizing that this is more than just another Ticket Stock. These guys have been together for 20 damn years, and its time to pull the curtain back as a group and take a teary eyed look at the thing. And get drunk.

So shove your paw into that bag of Redman and pull out a healthy chaw, this ride in will be a rough one. Get that spit cup ready and tune Pandora to the closest rendition of Waylon Willie and Kris. We already got our eye on that tweeker over there in the corner of the station as The One To Watch Out For On This Ride. Or that lady with the Cricket phone, Cricket means trouble.

And once we make it to that station on Lamar street, we'll make that 7 minute walk over to the convention center, to see the whole family. And beat them down, and pay homage to a body of work that will never be repeated.

Friday, January 17, 2014

Current Events: Ticket Stock 2014


This is a big deal. Twenty years of the Ticket is upon us P1's. You might say, 20 years? That ain't that long in radio history. Hell, the Magliozzi brothers on NPR, our P2 station, talked about cars for 35 years. But they only did it once a week, and they were just two people. The Ticket was originally a community of about 10 people, from different generations and backgrounds, that banded together back in 1994 and have never looked back. Since then we have seen some bedrock changes, great additions and rising stars.The original 10 has expanded, but the founders are still here for the most part. And we get to hear them every day.

What a hell of a time to start a new blog, right? While we pile the Schlitz and Wild Turkey at the Wasteland honey hole in preparation for this party, lets plan out a sample Ticket Stock schedule for the big strong P1. If all the staff at the Wasteland offices can dig enough pennies out of our cup-holders we might just buy some Grey Hound bus tickets and trek on over from our far away ports of call. It might look something like this:
  • Friday: 
    • Noon - show up on time of course. Find Killer, give him a high five. 
    •  12:15 - Find bar, shot gun beer. Order a pitcher of buttery nipples and do our best Fake Norm laugh.
    • 12:30 - Find Danny. Spare him to death.
    • 12:35 - Shot gun beer.
    • 12:40 - Stand in a big group of people and watch some round tables. Yell vaginal slice born born at George.
    • 12:45 Shot gun beer. Realize that this pace of drinking is unsustainable. 
    • 12:50 - Talk to Ticket Chicks. Tell them they have nice feet. 
    • 1:00 - Wander over to Exhibit Hall A, get lost in a sea of high school cheer leaders and steal some pom-poms (poor choice of weekends NCA). Hold a fake Ted Cruz rally for an hour.
    • 2:30 - Watch Jim Jackson talk about sports. Eat a boom stick.
    • 3:00 - Shot gun beer. Teach TC how to Frumble. TC knocks himself out, but only for like a few seconds. 
    • 3:30 - Watch the real Michael Irvin talk to the fake Michael Irvin. 
    • 3:45 - Ask George for fake Michael Irvin autograph. Challenge George to bong three beers at once, he wins. 
    • 4:00 - 7:00 - Pass out in the Ticket Museum for 3 hours. 
    • 7:00 - Listen to behind the scenes perspective from all hosts. Gordo turns into Mush Mouth and tears entire stage down.
    • 7:30-10:00 - black out
    • 10:00 - Get kicked out of Ticket Stock. 
    • 10:10 - Fall asleep under I-30. Dream about Mike's curly hair. 
  • Saturday:
    • 9:30 - Wake up next to Gordo, walk back to Ticket Stock. 
    • 10:00  - Walk back into Ticket Stock, rummage through Ticket Museum for a change of clothes. Find Greggo's jersey from original Charity Challenge on Ice and Grube's pants from the 2009 Great Game. 
    • 10:30 - Shot gun beer. Gain Corby's favor and talk about TCU girls. Rub Donovan's shiny head.
    • 11:00 - 6:00 - Entire crowd recesses into Ticket Museum. Confused P1's watch NCA semifinals in exhibit hall D, Cat forgot to schedule Ticket Stock for Saturday afternoon.
    • 6:00 - Timewasters take the stage. Jub, Gordo and Junes are first and redo Captain Doo Doo song. Shot gun beer backstage.
    • 6:30 - Greggo rises up from middle of stage wearing Lord Humungus outfit, with microphone. Grubes drops from ceiling on a wire dressed as Ted Nugent circa 1979, with bass. Rocco Pendola walks through smoke screen stage rear with double necked electric guitar. Bela Flec is on his back playing banjo. Gordon wearing half-cat costume rolls on stage with piano. Jer plays drums from within Dr. Wierd's Insanoflex from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. They all play Let the Sunshine In's song "Aquarius".
    • 6:31 - Entire crowd is put into zombie like trance and begins to dance after Greggo removes his Lord Humungus mask revealing the location of all the drops lost during the move to the Victory station. 
    • 6:32 - Shot gun beer. 
    • 6:33 - Alerted by all the commotion, finalists from the NCA nationals arrive. Corby buys them all beer and goes to jail under supervision of Chief Brown. 
    • 6:35 - Cat takes the stage, restores order. 
    • 6:40 - Modano and Pudge are next, rescheduled at this time due to the cheer leading mix up. They do an impromptu rendition of My Little Buttercup as seen on the movie Three Amigos with Modano as Chevy Chase, Pudge as Martin Short and Mike Backsik as Steve Martin.
    • 6:50 - Organize frumble circle with entire Ticket staff.
    • 7:00 - Ticket Stock ends early. We are all insane now.
But were just having fun here no?

Lets get back to business here for a second.

While we don't agree with the doom and gloom predictions of others out there, or feel our radio pants go crazy when contract negotiations get sticky, we understand that nothing lasts forever (those are friendly pokes, Plainsman and Richie). We get the feelings too when we think of this Ticket birthday as a transition point, a so called kiss goodbye as the Ticket sails off into the distance and lets the JV take over. In 3 years, 5 years, 10 years, whatever it is. But for now, the Ticket is here. Norm will be there at 10 AM, we will hear what is on Mike's mind at 3:40 PM, TC will play tracks from Super Mario Brothers on the Top Ten and Rich will wake us up at 5:30 with the Ticket Ticker. Enjoy it while it is here. Just our thoughts for today.