I got the 1st off of work!

Yay! I finally got the courage to say no to the scheduling lady when she asked me if I wanted more hours. Sorry for the few and far between posts. The scheduling lady has this pouty face that makes me feel like I'm killing kittens if I don't work, therefore, no time for posting as there can never EVER be enough kittens in the world. So, the first. I have it off. My little buggy is finally fixed and I'm taking her and the boyfriend down to phoenix to see the Go Reflex together for the last time. ::sniffle::
If you have somehow stumbled across my blog and have not heard of The Go Reflex, here is what people have said:

"The Go Reflex is a pretty kick-ass band despite having a name that falls into my category of "most annoying band names ever" (you know: throw "The" in front of two grammatically incompatible words, a la The Get Hustle, The On Seduction, et al)." --Jim Bodden

"The Go Reflex is the brainchild of Bob Hoag, former songwriter of the Tempe, AZ indie-rock/power pop band Pollen (Wind-Up Entertainment/Fueled By Ramen Records) with fellow Pollen-er Kevin Scanlon. This four piece is what you would get if Jimmy Eat World, Radiohead, and Ben Folds all got in a car crash…intricate pop songs on a piano through a Marshall half-stack along with blaring guitars played at incredibly loud volume." --Sunset Alliance Bands

"A light came on to trigger the robot's 'GO' reflex, and pretty much without the assistance of their human creators, two teams robots went about the task of collecting black or white ping-pong balls and dragging them back to their teams side."--Botball 2001

"Lyrics are recalled to the best of my ability and are subject to a .009% margin of error." - Bob

"The Go Reflex steals the show with the stunning "Rincon Life", a slice of piano and vocal harmony-layered pure pop beauty in the Beach Boys' "Pet Sounds" mold." -Chris Hansen, Get Out

"Bob is one of the greatest drummers I've ever heard, as well as being a gent and a fine songwriter, to boot--he does literate, post-Descendents girl angst better than almost anyone in the business." --Rob Conroy

"adam is playing bass for the go reflex
phoenix, az / modified arts
benefit for Hodgkin's disease
407 e. roosevelt st.
all ages / 8 PM / $6/donation
w/ jenny hoyston, the dagons, huskies, the go reflex


*the go reflex is the band of adam's producer bob hoag and its amazing to say the least
come out to support, thanks!"
--www.adampanic.com

"The GO reflex must also be inhibited during GDV - either as a primary event or secondary result - as is the normal ‘emergency’ opening of the pylorus - otherwise gastric dilation would not be possible." --Stephen Baines, Department of Clinical Veternary Medicine, University

"ドラムでソングライターのBob Hoagの新しい構想でKevin Scanlonが一緒にやっているの がThe Go Reflex。 ピアノパワーポップとでも言うべきか、バーストする"

No Music Afterall...

Well. Googliata is no more. I'm not a liar. It was there while I was bumming around the internet at work... and no more by the time I got up next morning. The Go Reflex is playing (a reunion type thing?) on June 1st down in Phoenix and it looks like Bob Hoag put the songs up for his California located member, Kevin to download the songs. (I know becuase he e-mailed this explination to my Go Reflex obsessed friend, Matt, when the downloads dissappeared the next day.) So...fuck... now I have to make my way to Phoenix by June... becuase I only saved the songs on temp files at work... on someone elses computer.


So, June 1st. Please go to the Modified Arts and pester this guy. Tell him to make more music. Or go and try to pick out which one in the crowd is the the writer of this blog. :^)

QUESTION: This is about creative process. I want all you artists out there to think about it. When we go out into our field of art there is often a very common practice of very talented people taking away their efforts from their personal work to involve themselves in anothers work. In art, perhaps you open a gallery or work to help artists you like get sold. In writing, you turn into an editor... or in screenwriting, you become a nameless scriptdoctor. In music, is it producing? I assume. I mean, in all cases, you are an advocate to make a superior product which isn't a bad thing... BUT, is it right to neglect your own work? I was reading an article in Poets and Writers that there are just too many writers out there. Yep. In the world of blogs and cell phones, even little old me can get an audience... somehow (read my sex blog www.whenwendygrewup.com if you dare) People are pushing their works so much that you can come across good material for free nice and easy. When a child was interviewed in this article, he said he liked writing more than he liked reading. Therefore, is it possible we have more writers than readers in the world? And therefore, even if there is good writing out there, there just isn't enough of an audience to "Make it" as a writer? My point being, the only profession that benefits from the saturation is the editor. The Producer. The Scriptdoctor. Etc. My point is, I was excited to come across the work of Bob's stashed momentarily on his website becuase...well, it's hard to find his work at all, even if it is old. Now, he's a producer and he does spend most of his time making money and helping people make good music. But his music has dwindled (dwindled in the fact that it is not avialable to me, the public...he could be a nutter that stores hundred and thousands of unheard Cd's in his attic, or whatever.) I'm going to LA in 2 months, and if I'm lucky, I'll get offered scriptdoctoring opportunities. And yes, I know my own personal projects will go to pot. I tell myself, well, this is better than my own work anyway, or I'm learning from this person... but the truth is, it would put me in the slow lane and creating a vicarious education instead of a direct one. Is this right? Should something like this in any art community be allowed? Does it let the quieter, more self depricating people get pushed aside? Feel free to talk amongst yourselves, children.

Googliata

Previous post cut short. I repeat. This is real news. Look on bands on the flying blanket website. Googliata. Perfect timing. I'm writing a screenplay that needed this brain food. Thank you music gods!

What People are saying about Bob Hoag...

May 2, 2006 5:13 PM bob.. giggles.. funny looking guy haha --Trix

I don't really want to touch the thing...hopefully it'll stay in storage, where it belongs... -Bob Hoag

May 2, 2006 5:20 PM
BOB you are the man! You dont smoke pot *claps* ;) Unlike the others *gasps* luv from the wet haired girl at rock city. <3 xxx --Bex

May 2, 2006 5:21 PM
i love bobs suits. so much its not even funny blind as a bat though ;) x -Sophie

The Difficulting in Actually Finding Bob Hoag Pt. 2

All of these men claimed to be Bob Hoag. Since there is clearly only one Bob Hoag, the sheer numbers eliminate their claim. Not to mention, their choices of Hoag stand-ins was clearly sub par...



This is a cry of desperation, people.

Now, as hard as it is to find info and images for the Hoag project, I'd like to also show a few "alien points" of data that also made itself known in my research...



This Herbie is owned by another Mr. Hoag somewhere in Phoenix. He is very proud of his car and has registered it all around the web... of course, this one's a '64...so it's not perfect. I drive a '73 superbeetle myself (poor thing is getting a new transaxle from Phoenix next week). I cannot be sure upon all sure that Bob Hoag does not own a Herbie and registered his car... but I think his obsession with the 1940's would contradict. We'll see if I stand corrected in the future.

Or maybe Mr. Hoag drives this...



It's got an umbrella!

And last but not least...


Yes, a deck chair... hmm... aparently a Mr. DJ Lund and Bob Hoag wrote an article on this deckchair and it was actually not a musical collaboration as I was lead to believe. Go Figure.

More real posts later. I just finished my physics final and my cat is being an attention whore / pissant.

The Difficulting in Actually Finding Bob Hoag Pt. 1

The Real Bob Hoag (Above).

So, I'm not sure if anyone has done this, but you decide you want to learn more about something, you go to the library and there's nothing more there to learn. You can't find articles. You can't find books. Google just tells you the same thing over and over. My point is, there is very little about Bob Hoag available to the masses. Why, just the other day I was snooping around the internet for Hoag pics and found myself less than satisfied. Look at all these Bob Hoag imposters...



This man clearly "claims" to be Bob Hoag, the fire and rescue captain model. Notice the microphone? Clearly this man has done him homework. He knows the real Bob Hoag owns at least one microphone. Very slick there...



Now, this main fails on many levels of Bob Hoag-dom including the trademark glasses and fedora. He is, however, claiming to be a broker and offering his services on the internet under the alias of Bob Hoag. Since many starving students and muscians need a broker as well as a producer I'm quite sure imposter #2 is reaping in the rewards of this confusion. The bastard.



Now, here is the Sea Captain Hoag model. Further investigation revealed his name wasn't Hoag at all, but a Mr. Morgan. Yeah.

Bob Hoag wouldn't be taking his physiology final...

I look a little like this right now...
Okay, so my posts will be a little slow at first becuase...I'm taking my last finals this week. That's right, I graduate on friday...if my finals go well, of course... heh heh. And then, I will have a degree in biology and english and a minor in chemistry...none of which I'm going to be using!!!

He's the guy driving.

The Reason...

Once apon a time, a wee young college student had the day off from work and walked down to a little club downtown and paid $5 to see the local bands. She had a lot of fun when she ran into some of her friends from microbiology and they discussed stapholococcus and the like...until... a really great band came on stage. It stopped this little girl in her tracks. The music put pictures in her head. Not just pictures, stories and language--ideas. The creativity bug bit this little girl--HARD. She couldn't stop writing. She wrote and wrote and eventually dreams of being a luckluster pharmacist with a modest paycheck turned into being a screenwriter. Becuase those pictures from that music? They never stopped.
The band was the Go Reflex in 2003 in Flagstaff, Arizona. This band was Bob Hoag's band at the time. They had a very large keyboard. I remember, becuase I was that little college student... (dramatic music here).
Okay, I'm not here to stalk Bob, I'm here to thank him or curse him, depending on the day. (Right now, a modest paycheck sounds pretty good...) But next fall, I'm going to Chapman's Conservatory of Motion Pictures to get my Masters in Screenwriting. The essay that got me in? An essay on Bob Hoag. I wrote essays for several schools on different topics and some of them were just absolutely brilliant (and here is where you wonder how full of myself I am and I respond...I'm a writer, of course I'm full of myself...) I got into a few schools, but the Hoag essay got me into Chapman first round no more than six weeks after turning in my application. This man is good luck. I tried to e-mail him and thank him very kindly, but the e-mail bounced back (probably becuase he is off on tour with the Ataris or something...). I guess it would have been silly anyway. But one day, maybe after I make it out in LA, I'd like to find Bob and thank him properly.