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GRP 78- Don’t Fear The Reaper: Nick Irving's Journey as a Sniper in the GWOT

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GRP 78-On for this week's episode is former Army Ranger Sniper and New York Times bestselling author Nicholas Irving. Nick served for several years in the military all with Ranger battalion. We discussed his journey as the child of two military parents and what motivated him to join the Army. We talked about mindset and some of the qualities that you need to succeed in anything you want to do in life. There is a lot of laughing going on in this episode so please bare with us. We talked some of the psychology of being a sniper which you guys might find interesting. Nick also shared some combat stories from his time as a sniper with the 3rd Ranger battalion. Below is an excerpt:

Nick Irving: I didn't learn until the first time I pulled the trigger with a sniper rifle is how intimate it is. We weren't getting shot at. There were 6 Taliban guys. A certain portion of Helmand province was shut down and Taliban commanders were killed that day. Me and my spotter are zooming in with our scopes, and we see the outline of a chest rack. Then we can see the outline of an AK-47. I remember getting the call for clearance to shoot these guys and right as we got that call a round cracks passed us. I remember dumping one guy and they started to scatter, but then they stopped and stood there. It was the strangest thing.

My first mission into Helmand province we got ambushed from this rooftop. I got off the helo and once we got off the ramp the skyline lit up. Maybe its a party I don’t know. I remember this tracer round whizzing passed and we got lit up a little bit. We got up onto this roof. I and my spotter get up on the roof and his gun jams. I'm like dude screw it just light me up. He puts on his IR flood and lights up the targets. You can see the enemy's eyes blinking. I remember putting the cross hairs right in between this dude's eyeballs. I squeeze off a round the round misses. As dumb as he is the guy sticks his head back up and the next shot connects.

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Diamond Doves, Janka Nabay and the Bubu Gang and Rubblebucket at Brooklyn Bowl 8/19/11

Diamond Doves, Janka Nabay and the Bubu Gang and Rubblebucket

Brooklyn Bowl

August 19, 2011

A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to catch a rather long night of eclectic (and seemingly) internationally-based music at Brooklyn Bowl. As you regular readers know by now, I’ve attended a number of shows over at the Williamsburg, Brooklyn venue over the past year and it has quickly become one of my favorite venues to catch live music – lately they’ve had a wild variety of acts performing there; the sound system is great and I’ve yet to hear anyone sound terrible there; generally speaking, the lighting is perfect for flash-free photography if you have the right lens; and some of the nicer concertgoers in the entire metropolitan area attend shows within the venue’s walls. (With that in mind, let me shout out Rachel, Babs and the rest of their crew who I wound up meeting during Rubblebucket’s set, a talented photographer by the name of Nick Irving, and Justin Miller, drummer of the Brooklyn-based band, Papertwin who opened for Bikini at Cameo Art Gallery a few weeks ago. I don’t normally shout folks out that much – it’s only happened once so far – but all of these people made an enjoyable night, even more enjoyable.)

In any case, the night started off with the New York and Providence, Rhode Island-based trio, Diamond Doves. During their set, their material centered on the standard rock instrumentation – guitar, drums, bass, harmonized vocals and occasionally some keyboard/synthesizer. Because their songs seemed guilelessly sweet and good natured, it made their material sound as though it came from out of the 1960s, complete with a warm, hopeful, psychedelic feel. Their set in my mind was marred by the fact that neither of the band’s members was blessed with outstanding or truly memorable voices and some of their songs were cliché ridden. Still they weren’t terrible and in fact, they were fun to listen to for a few songs at least.

Sierra Leonean expatriate Janka Nabay, the self-professed king of modern Bubu music with his backing band, the Bubu Gang, followed Diamond Doves. Although adding modern (or shall I say Western?) arrangements and instrumentation and then recording what was initially a music with a deeply religious purpose was controversial, it proved to be comforting to his fellow countrymen during an especially divisive civil war and immensely popular. The religious connotation has changed as Nabay claims his music is much more concerned with peace, love, good governance and encourages empowerment for women. Sung and chanted in the Krio language of his homeland – it’s a mixture of English (the official language), and several of the native dialects – modern Bubu will probably be reminiscent of reggae, calypso and even a stripped down version of Afrobeat. After all, they’re all full of propulsive, bass heavy rhythms, swirls of spacey keyboard, backed at times by complex, unusual syncopation. Recorded versions of the material have Nabay banked by choruses chanting the hooks and choruses in a way that is infectiously joyous. You would have to be a cold, cynical and unfeeling person not to intuitively like this man.

The last band of the night was the headlining act Rubblebucket who were performing to support the release of their amiable debut album Omega La La, which I reviewed not too long ago. Playing as an octet, the band played with the sort of energy that sadly isn’t conveyed on their album. Live there’s this sense that a Rubblebucket show is practically a wild, crazy party that anyone can take part of – you might get pulled up the stage with the band or someone from the band may jump into the crowd to dance with you. Still, songs like “Worker” “Came Out of a Lady” and others are fantastic songs, reminiscent of the Talking Heads if they had been listening to Fela. The horn section of Toth, Traver and Dotson can give the horn line of Antibalas a good run for their money – and it’s honestly quite admirable to see Toth and Traver switch back and forth between their horns and vocals. Frankly, they’re a helluva lot of fun and it’s a shame that only a small portion of that energy is captured on their album. But from their live show, Rubblebucket is ready to take over the world.