You ever have one of those dreams where everything makes sense, all is good, and right about the time that you realize that all your problems could be solved if you just paid attention to what was going on, or to the circumstances around you or even to what was being said, then BLAMMO! You forget what the solution was, you forget what was being said, you forget the circumstances you found yourself in. Yeah, me too. Don't you hate it when that happens?

Happy Birthday to my Buddy and Secret Plaything Pitt. He's like a butt brother to me, and I'm sorry that I missed you when you were here compadre. I can't explain the overwhelming feeling of dread that washed over me while getting prepared to attend that Bronx gig. I hate the Double Down but it's cool when me and you go there late at night and drink and talk, as long as it's about ANYTHING but Guns N Roses... heh heh. Happy Birthday Homo. I love you.

Lots of Vegas bands doing stuff. Playing gigs, both locally and out of state, recording lots of new demos, taking pictures of themselves @ their drunken bar shows...I'm hyped on all of it. The problem is, none of the bands I'm in are doing any of that...heh heh. Someone tell me what's going on? Did I miss a Memo or something? I'm loving the Back Stabbath tunes, the Vulcans demo is amazing, The Mapes make me laugh every time one of their songs comes up in my rotation, Dirty Panties music is OK, and even the Swenson Street Hookers stuff is good in small doses. Summer is right around the corner and I have only 2 words to say ~ Desert Shows. Let's make this shit happen! Who's down?

I jumped the gun a bit about The Exploited thing. The show is on. British Invasion Tour 2007, here in Vegas. I was just sick of negotiating with "their people" and let Brian handle it after a bit. I just didn't give a fuck after a while. That's why he's the Brains of Doomsday Productions. He worked his ass off to make the show happen and bring it to Vegas, and all thanks go to him. Well, him and The Objex. Why The Objex, you ask? Well, that's because they were stupid (or desperate) enough to actually PAY to be on the bill. Yup. Pay To Pay is alive and well and living in Las Vegas, and bands like The Objex further perpetrate the fraud by their participation in the scam. Shame on them.

Music Reviews coming up, Calendar page is updated, San Jose is in a slump, and I'm lost in video game land. I like going to shows. Are there any good ones coming up? Besides the ones Infestshit are playing? :-) Just because a show is on my Gig Calendar doesn't mean that I would go to it. It's more of a courtesy to my friends and whatnot. Speaking of friends, see you all @ the D.I. show this Saturday. It's an early matinee show (remember when Matinee shows would happen @ The Huntridge Theatre? Neither do I.), so either stay up all night drinking and go to the show, or wake up early and start drinking before the show. Special Brew for breakfast... mmmmmmmmmmmm. And then there's the after party @ Sin's house. Moonpies and Strawberry Shortcakes for all. Holy Fuck. Somebody save me...
 
 
It's been a week of laughter and story telling and drinking my ass off. From different people, places and faraway cities, I've been hearing various amusing antidotes about my ex-band mates. I'd tell you some of the funnier ones, but I don't want anyone (male or female) to phone me and threaten to beat me up again. I've been laughing too much this week as it is. I have a great reason for not going to the Supersuckers show on Wednesday... the reason why is that Senor Pitt had stopped by my house to say goodbye to me. He's moving to Philadelphia, and I am bummed. Not because he's moving, but because we didn't get to spend more time together in these past few months because of all the Jesse/Roxie drama. He seemed a lot happier, and the way he was talking about Beth and the city in general has me thinking this is the best thing for him. Me and Pitt were always the closest in the band. In San Francisco, when everyone was in a bad mood, me and him hung out and walked around and ate lunch and just had a great time by ourselves. Pitt was the one who would drunkenly tell me on tour about how great Guns 'N' Roses were and how they influenced his life, knowing damn well that I HATE that band. And he would usually tell me this shit when I was trying to get some sleep! Pitt was my drinking partner. Those photos on the opening page were taken in the green room of the Huntridge when me and him lost our minds on drink and drugs. It's one of many great times we had. Me and Pitt always ended the night/morning of the Tour together having a last smoke and drink, talking and laughing about what a great time we were having and how lucky we were to be touring. It was me and Pitt who had Tony and Hank laughing and not worrying about a thing when Roxie was acting like a psycho bitch in Livermore. It was me and Pitt who would play covers of classic punk songs when no one else wanted to practice anymore. It was me and Pitt who would write songs that The Loud Pipes never wanted to play, but we knew them like the back of our hands. Yeah man... lots of good memories. I'm glad he stopped by before he left and that we had a great time together. He had such a great time at my house that he ended up passing out in the van! LOL I'm gonna miss that ugly bastard, but I promised to stop by and see him on my way to Europe in a few months. Anyways, I gave the whole website a new look, thanks to Debra's input and influence. I gave the Links page a new look, updated the Gig Listings page, and put absolutely NOTHING new on here. What a deal. And remember Pitt... there's no word in the Indian language for the word good bye. What we say is... until we meet again...
 
 
I'm not really sure why we ended up drinking at The Cheyenne Saloon last night. Maybe it was because we ended our costume shopping run at Savers... maybe it was because we all had never been there before. In any case, we watched the end of the World Series game and played pool and drank Newcastle's and Jagermeister all by our selves while pumping the juke box full of our eclectic musical tastes... AC/DC... Bauhaus... Johnny Cash... Dead Kennedys... Abba, and Guns 'N' Roses. I'll leave it to you to figure out who listens to what. But we did get our costumes together... had a nice little dinner... and just had a good time hanging out with each other, taking a break from our practice schedule... and just having FUN!