OK. Calm before the storm. Nothing much going on this weekend except for that White Kaps gig on Sat.. I'm afraid to go for fear of running into someone else I haven't seen in a while and having them pass away from me too soon as well. Whatever. The funk I'm in will pass. Life is Beautiful. I'm listening to the Cure. It reminds me of Her, and all the others like her who have passed in and out of my Life. I will miss you. I love you all.
What an eventful week. Big ass meteors hitting the Earth, I had emergency surgery on my toofuses that had me hospitalized again, Clay got his cancerous kidney removed (Dr.s reported that it tested at 80 proof) and I spent the most wonderful Valentine's Day with a girl that will always and forever have my Heart and Soul, and she knows it - oh, and of course, Bob was there, my faithful Gunga Din like manservant and sexual confidante. I lost a few acquaintances too, including a girl that I had not seen for years, since like before the Infestshit days, and she passed away but I'm glad I got to see her before she went. When I saw her, I thought to myself, I know that girl from somewhere. She had grown up, gotten healthy, and was looking Happy and not as Punk Rock as she used to look. "Helloooo Gillll-buuuurrrt" she yelled at me, and I laughed because the way she said my name made me instantly recognize who she was. We hugged, we chatted about the old days, all the Drama that went down, had a beer, some laughs, and then we split, promising to add each other on Facebook and all that BS. Never did, and now she's gone. That fucking sucks. Another girl I know passed away this morning, the day after Valentine's Day. Her Facebook page is full of well wishes and naughty E-cards, chock full of her funny, smart ass comments, and now she too is gone. Both of these girls were in their early 20's, much too fucking young to be over and done. I hurt for their Family and Friends who have to deal with this shit way too soon. I hate sounding like a broken record but seriously, don't take anything for granted. Let people know how you feel about them. You just never fucking know... OK. Calm before the storm. Nothing much going on this weekend except for that White Kaps gig on Sat.. I'm afraid to go for fear of running into someone else I haven't seen in a while and having them pass away from me too soon as well. Whatever. The funk I'm in will pass. Life is Beautiful. I'm listening to the Cure. It reminds me of Her, and all the others like her who have passed in and out of my Life. I will miss you. I love you all. Add Comment It's very rare that I do this, but I just had to rush these fantastic Fat Dukes Of Fuck photos up to the website, just to try to illustrate what a great performance they put on this past Saturday @ Motor City Cafe. They were beyond outlandish, putting on an interactive display of toilet paper flinging lessons that had everyone in the place getting into what they were doing. Totally original set and really great to see. Musically they're in the vein of bands like the Melvins, Crowbar, and maybe even Buzzoven, and the Enthusiasm and Lunacy the band displays is both contagious and entertaining. Everyone was having a great time, and the music was really, really good. Holy fuck did I love watching the Fat Dukes Of Fuck mess up the Motor City Cafe. That was some pretty gnarly shit. Click here to check out the photos, or just click on the Pictures tab near the top of the page. Either or. It's a Monday, and when I checked the ol' website email I found another Show Review from Karl Bakla in there! :-) If this keeps up it may add a shred of Dignity and Relevancy to this website! LOL The write up is for a gig with the Street Eaters, the Mapes, Time Crashers and the Hard Pipe Hitters, and you can read all about it by clicking right here. And for the record, I don't have a problem with the Hard Pipe Hitters. They got rid of that idiot from Infestshit, so they're now cool with me. I can support them guilt free. Now if only some other bands here in town would follow suit... Speaking of guilt - I heard Guilty By Association killed it on Saturday @ the Double Clown. That's fucking cool. And they even played some new songs, which is scary! LOL And everybody loved the White Kaps, but how could you not? They're a great band that I've been into since we were both playing that La Habra backyard keg party scene waaaaaaaaaaaayyy back in the days. Riots galore and fun times for all. I hope if and when the White Kaps come back, they play someplace else, but I doubt it. Phooey. Bunch of new stuff added to the website, like this Music Review for the latest release from Thick As Blood (click here to read that) and another on the latest release from Demon Lung called Pareidolia, which is nothing short of amazing. Click here to read that. I also added the American Buckshot Delightful demo to the Tunes page, to get you hyped up on our upcoming gig this Friday, and you can click here to check that out. Listen to it, download it, enjoy it, whatever. Everything is updated. I got a Teeter Hang Ups inversion table to check out today. ;-) Enjoy! Ace Frehley is coming to the Santa Fe Station Casino in February!! HYPED!!! <3 Yeah, I didn't go to any of the Gigs I was hyping up last week. It wasn't that I flaked, per se, but I just chose to spend my time this weekend with the most Beautiful, Awesomest girl EVER, so yeah, sorry to all the Bands I was supposed to Interview and hang out with. Trust me when I tell you this that as much as I love going to Gigs, I love hanging with this chick even more, so I'll probably have to cut down on my going out on the weekends. Maybe. ;-) Yeah, my fucking Raiders choked on the big one yesterday, losing a real winnable game against the Miami Dolphins, and I didn't even give a fuck. Hanging out with Her all night was worth everything. Sharks choked this weekend too, giving away an easy 2 points to Florida. Bad weekend for my Sports teams, but no matter what, I still laugh at the Anaheim Schmucks firing their Coach last week... ha ha ha ha Speaking of stuff I'm laughing about, what happened to Roid Rage playing that Verbal Abuse gig? I guess Promoters here in town don't realize that Roid Rage have a notorious problem of booking gigs and then cancelling, but I'm not even sure if that's the case here - it's just my assumption. The Hard Pipe Hitters took over the Opening Slot and definitely made it a better gig because of it. Once those guys ditched that asshole from Infestshit, they instantly became a band worth supporting - go figure! LOL So how was the gig anyways? Did anyone go? I know I didn't. I was drained from the weekend, and it didn't help that I twisted my knee at Del Taco... heh heh How were any of the gigs that happened this weekend? Anyone? Well, there's some cool Shows and Concerts coming up this week, like Jane's Addiction @ the Joint, but I'm not going to any of them. I have some surgery scheduled this week, and I'm kind of nervous about it but not really. Doctor's seem optimistic about it, so there's no reason why I shouldn't be, ya know? It was caught early enough and hopefully this will take care of it and I'll never have to deal with this ever again. It really fucked my head up something fierce, but thanks to my Friends and Family I was able to get through this with a generally cheery disposition. It was a false front, but I didn't wanna let too many people know about what I was going through. I'm stubborn like that. ;-) So anyways, I won't be back around until Friday, so things will slow down here for a week or so. December is generally a really bad month for me, but I'm gonna try to get through it like I always do by putting on the best fake front you've ever seen. It always works and rarely do people notice, which is how I like it. See ya around somewhere. :=) I don't do well around drunken women. I have no patience with them anymore. I blame a certain cunt of an ex wife for that. Is that better Caroline? :-) You like that word better you nosy cunt? So I'm at the Crown Theater, hammering back $20 double Jack and Cokes at the bar, trying my hardest to drown out the suckiness that is coming from the stage, courtesy of the Skooners, who had been given the honor of opening up for Squeeze, chosen over Lydia Vance, who were deemed "too hard" of a band to be opening up the bill. Whatever. I guess they went the complete opposite because the Skooners are some of the wimpiest, non-hard bands I've ever seen. Ghey on a whole 'nother level. The drunken women thing becomes most apparent when I'm in the midst of them. I queued up to the front of the stage during the Beat (who were always a bunch of tossers in my book - I'm a Madness fan all the way!) and I'm surrounded by them - drunken Cougars and MILF's all dancing like they did @ their last Sadie Hawkins dance, crying for attention, loud and obnoxious, and spilling their booze all over me while burning me with their lit cigarettes. AAARGH!! I was almost ready to leave, but my Love of the band Squeeze kept me there. And it was sooooooooooooooooo fucking worth it. I was mesmerized from the opening notes of Take Me I'm Yours onward. Epic shit man. Glad to see I wasn't the only Punk dude there, as Brendan and Jarrett from Lydia Vance were in attendance, as well as one of the Mapes, all of them there with their respective significant others. Yeah, Squeeze is definitely a 'Love' kind of thing, which explains why I was there alone! hahaha Review coming soon. I sooooooooo needed this gig right now in my Life. Saved me it did. Yup! The Celebration of Todd Sampson's Life will be held this Sat. at 9 pm @ Wasted Space inside the Hard Rock. It's a benefit, with all proceeds going towards Todds family. The hat will be passed around, so make sure to bring a Donation or 2 to help out. There's also gonna be some Memorial tee shirts sold, so bring some cash for those too. There's gonna be an open mic for anyone wishing to step up and say a few words in memoriam of Todd, and there's also gonna be some instruments set up, so that people can jam and play some tunes in honor of someone who had a Hell of a lot to do with making the Las Vegas Music Scene what it is today. Sat. night, it's a Celebration bitches, a celebration for one of the good ones who died much too soon. Click here to check out the Facebook page with all the details. Should be a very bittersweet night full of Memories, Laughter, and maybe a few Tears. R.I.P. dude. May your Journey be an Easy one. The Assassin is no longer available to hit fools. Yeah, in keeping up with the Sports side of this website, Legendary DB for the Oakland Raiders Jack Tatum passed away a few days ago, and it just reminds me of what a fearsome force the Raiders were at one time, and what a dangerous sport the game used to be. The stuff that Tatum was doing back then was a regular part of the game, and now most of it would be considered illegal, if not downright criminal! LOL His hit on Stingley was brutal, leaving Stingley paralyzed from the neck down, and his reputation as a hard hitting mother fucker was relished and feared. Tatum was the Man, hitting people so hard their helmets would fly off of their heads, and that's why to this day his Alma Matter Ohio State still gives out the 'Jack Tatum Hit Of The Week' Award to the player who had the hardest, most impressive defensive hit of the game. Yeah, his hit on Fuqua led to the 'Immaculate Reception' in the playoff game vs. the Steelers, but we can forgive him for that. Click here to watch the video on YouTube for some evidence of his brutality and listen to what others have to say about him. He wasn't voted #6 Most Feared Tackler in NFL History for nothing ya know! ;-) An important part of the Raiders 1976 Super Bowl season. # 32 Jack Tatum. A true Raider Warrior. The Assassin. R.I.P. Enough with the Deaths already - Let's move on to something more light hearted, more celebratory, like Birthdays! Yup! There's a major Birthday party going down tonight @ the Amoroso's brand new Casa de Cool for the Prince of Drummers, aka Danny, the drum machine that makes the Pigasus go. There's gonna be CAKE (natch!) and beer and ale and whiskey and rum for the kids, and bring your swim trunks, because there's a huge pool there that needs some bodies swimming in it. Hank, I'm throwing you in, so be ready for it! LOL Yeah, it's gonna be that kind of party. Hit up Roxie or Jesse for info / directions. I don't know how old Danny is, but I do know that he's got about that many kicks in the ass coming to him, and plus, he's a Buffalo Sabres fan, so he deserves it... hahahaha. Should be a fun time - hope to see some of you there. I got a message on Myspace from some kid who was asking me how I could claim to be a Punk Rock website when I wasn't even hyping up the Total Gay Ass gig @ 702 tomorrow. After I explained to him the whole Brian Infestshit thing, he wrote back and said he will be standing outside when the band is playing, and that he doesn't support them in any way shape or form. I guess there's still hope for the future. ;-) That part that scares me is that one of of my older Punk friends was like 'I'd rather go see Total Gay Ass than Blink 182 and I countered that by saying I'd rather go see Blink 182 because at least they have a few good songs that are way more Punk than anything Total Gay Ass has ever done. Back when I was living in CA., Total Gay Ass was considered a joke in the beginning, and no one took them the least bit seriously. If you've ever heard Rob Chaos talk in real life you'd know why I say that. I never figured out what people saw in that band, but oh well. Some of us never lost our initial viewpoint. We're the Hardcore. We still Believe. :-) Go out to 702 and drink some beers in the parking lot, and have fun supporting a gig full of douche-bag Poseurs, being entertained by bands populated with convicted women beating pieces of shit and two-faced lying little boys, and the other bands stupid enough to choose to play with them. Sad to say I'm disappointed in you guys, but whatever. It's your band - have fun with it. It's just my opinion... what do I know? hahahahaha Everything's updated. Rollercon is in town, and I can't find a single reason to attend, but maybe you can. ;-) Support your Friends - Love your Enemies. Later. What happened to the website? I have no idea. I was working on it for hours yesterday without a clue as to what to look for, even dragging George into the fracas to try to help me get a handle on where things went wrong, but we couldn't figure it out. I sent out emails and help tickets to everyone I could think of, hoping for an answer to my query. Right as I was about to pass out this morning, I was chatting with Ben False Cause on Myspace, and he happened to mention that the website was up and needed to be updated. I was dumbfounded but happy. The website is up, I have no idea how, so enjoy it while it lasts, because it just may go down at any time again... hee hee hee. Union 13 show was siiiiiiiiiick. Great turnout, no drama, just good times and circle pits for all. Thanks to everyone who came out and thanks to everyone for making it the event that it was. The Show Review will be up later. I'm still waiting for those pictures Liz Crumpet took of Infestshit... hint hint. 1/2 Ast is still the Greatest Band to ever come out of this wretched city. Las Vegas' # 1 Party Band, Makers of Mischief, Purveyors of Punkitude, and really nice guys to boot. Brent and John apparently feel that I don't praise them enough on here, so hopefully that will appease them for a little while, perhaps long enough for them to record those new songs they've been playing in their set lately. Lots more to say, lots of stuff to add to the website, but for right now I gotta go do stuff. Hopefully by the time I get back I will be tired enough to sleep, pass out, whatever. So I'm standing in line for my Court ordered DUI class, gazing at the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. It belonged to this gorgeous brunette girl who was standing in line with her friend, using sign language to communicate. The sign language thing just made this girl hotter, in my book. Anyways, if you've ever been to one of these DUI classes, then you know of the misery of which I'm about to pontificate upon. Look, I know the horrors of drunk driving but just for the record, I was under the influence of perfectly legal, doctor prescribed drugs. Granted it was like 50 of them, but that's another story. To be brow beaten for 2 hours about the perils of drunk driving didn't have me too hyped, but the deaf girls ass made it all worth it. So we get herded into this area, which holds 2000 people I was told. Every one of us paid $50 to take this class. You do the math. Someone is making bank off of this. So the presentation starts with some Highway Patrol officer telling us all that we're trapped there for the next 2 hours, and that there is no talking, no drinking of any fluids or eating of any food or any cell phone activity allowed. Violators will be asked to leave and lose their $50. Pay attention to this, because it comes up later. Now you who know me know I always wear a hat. Me and at least 5 other guys in the place were wearing hats. Nothing offense or outlandish, just baseball styled hats that everybody wears. After Mr. Highway Patrol officer is done informing us of our rights, some lady takes the microphone and explains why were all here. I swear I must of had a sign around my neck that said Please fuck with me, because the cop comes off the stage and right up to me and says "Take off your hat. No hats are allowed to be worn during the class." Less than 2 seats away from me, in a different row, was another guy wearing a hat. What about him? I ask the officer. "Don't worry about him. I'm telling you. And don't think that just because I'm a Highway Patrol officer that I can't arrest you." While I'm sitting there fighting back the urge to laugh, wondering where in the Hell that statement came from, I took off my hat and then the games began. If I tell you that this Cop had a hard on for me, and did everything in his power to get me to mouth off to him and thus, get kicked out of the class, you probably wouldn't believe me, but he did. Holy fuck was this gonna be a long 2 hours. One of the Speakers was this Cop who got hit by a Toyota 4 X 4 truck at 95 MPH while trying to lay some spikes out on the freeway. To say that he made Crackhead Bob seem like a perfect public orator is an understatement. The guy could barely speak, but someone handed him a microphone, and now we were supposed to do this call-and-response thing with him, where he says something and we're supposed to repeat it back to him. Nobody had a clue what he was saying, and I had people all around me asking what he said. Good thing I speak Crackhead Bob-ese. Highway Patrol officer comes up to me, not anybody else, and reminds me there's no talking allowed. I tell him that people were asking me what the Speaker said, and it wasn't my fault he wasn't understandable. He got a bit miffed and turned on his heel and left. What was he gonna do? Tell me he WAS a good speaker? LOL It was a bit embarrassing to hear him speak and only drove the point home further and irritated me more. I didn't belong here. And I was ready to leave by any means necessary. Everyone that spoke on stage extolled the horrors of alcohol, and I was bored to tears. After the Cop that was hit @ 95 MPH was done speaking, almost everyone in the place gave the guy a standing ovation. Out of the 10 or so people in the place who didn't stand up and applaud this bozo, guess who they singled out? Yup. So Mr. Highway Patrol officer comes up to me and says "Why aren't you standing up?" So I tells him, I didn't know the standing ovation was a requirement of the class. Needless to say, he got a bit upset... heh heh heh. He's yelling at me that I'm here to participate, and that I'm here because I was arrested for drunk driving. I'm sick of it so I start to spar back with him, telling him that not only am I not there for being a drunk driver (Xanax and Vicodin, thank you very much), but that I've lost family members to drunk drivers (true) and that I haven't had a drop of booze in 15 years (a huge lie). He's flabbergasted at what I'm telling him, thinking of a rebuttal when this short female officer comes up to us and says, "Is there a problem here?" I notice she's got her hands unlocking her handcuffs from her police belt, so I says, There's no problem here Officer. If there is, you're causing it. With a look that said WTF ? all over her face, she looked at the Highway Patrol officer who, much to his credit and shock to me, shook her off and told her that everything was fine. Whew. Dodged a bullet on that one but I was fed up and ready to go back to jail. I really didn't care at that point. The Class didn't end soon enough for me. After a huge clusterfuck trying to get the proof required of my taking the class, I rewarded myself with a huge Philly cheese steak meal. As I walked past the Highway Patrol officer I told him to have a good life. He just scowled at me as I left the auditorium. It felt great to have been put to the test and to have passed with flying colors. Justin flaked on practice, so me and George called it a early night and went home. I know this has absolutely NOTHING to do with punk rock or music in General, but if you don't like it, you can always come back here tomorrow and I'll tell you about the interesting band projects I've been invited to be a part of, as well as why Infestshit cancelled their Summer Tour plans. Helltown Harlots are playing Divebar this Saturday. Go check them out after the Union 13 / Infestshit gig @ G & L. That is all. Tonight is the Guttermouth show @ The University Theatre. I totally spaced it and forgot that it was happening tonight, even though it's listed on my Myspace page as well as on this website. Senility I tells ya ! Marc is in town (if you see him before I do, ask him when that Republic reunion is happening), so I'm hoping to hang out with him and George and Jennifer, The Maker of Cheese Drums, as well as George, The Hardest Working Man In The Business World this weekend, as well as my old guitar playing mutant boy buddy Darryl Skytzo, who's band Crash Course (click here to check out their Myspace page) is playing The Double Down on Saturday night. Ugh. St. Patrick's Day. I'm avoiding green beer like the plague. Corned Beef and Cabbage, Jameson's Whiskey, Irish Car Bombs, big titty Red Headed women, I'm all about it, but green beer ? Phooey. I have some very interesting options available, like dinner and a movie (again babe ? LOL), bar hopping, Circus Circus (don't ask) or house parties galore. Any other suggestions. Chances are I'm just gonna get drunk and pass out early somewhere like I usually do, but at least this time I won't be stranded. Or wake up sticky. Or will I ? I think Infestshit is finally taking a step in the right direction and finally gettin off their asses and getting into a recording studio. Thank Allah. I'm so sick of hearing Brian introduce a song that we have been playing for over a year now as "a new song" (coughcoughDeathTollRisingcoughcough) when we have like 4 or 5 brand spanking new, already done, ready to be recorded, sick as fuck tunes we could be playing. If you've seen us lately you've heard us play War Machine. As sick as that song is, the new stuff is sicker. A bit disturbing too. I like it. Hopefully the recorded stuff sees the light of day, and hopefully, we'll be playing them live somewhere, like when we're opening up for Conflict on their upcoming Tour. Is anyone besides me amazed that a band like Infestshit is opening up 4 shows for them on their only American Tour ? Holy fuck. Say what you want about their politics or their choice of musical directions, but Conflict draws HUGE crowds, and it's gonna be funny watching Infestshit playing in front of an audience that big, while Steve Ignorant stands off to the side of the stage, checking them out as well.... hee hee hee In keeping with the newly started tradition, I present to you onethirtyeight.org's newest friend, Fluent. Click here to check out their Myspace page. They're a band from AZ. with a sound leaning more towards Limp Bisquick and Korn and Rage Against The Machine territory, but since they made the effort to ask to be my friend, I figure the least I can do is ask you to check them out. It's okay to admit you like that stuff. Sometimes the most punk thing to do is the unexpected. Think about it. Thanks to Sal from Give 'Em Hell for correcting me about the S.S. Hookers thing. Once again, bad reporting on my part. I could of checked any one of the flyers that were around Myspace, but didn't. Please don't send Tony Batz after me for attempting to slander your good bands name Sir. I'll be good, I promise. Recent Hollywood transplant and Loud and Proud N.A.M.B.L.A. member New York Shane is supposedly coming into town April 3-5 for the Viva Las Vegas shindig happening here. Can you say LOSER ? I bet you can. I am only telling you this so when you see his phone number come up on your cell phone, you can ignore it like I do and avoid him like the plaque. You don't wanna be associated with heathen scum like him. He's bad luck. The man was born to lose. Don't let him take you down the shitter with him. Stay away. Char, I hope you're reading this... hahahahaha. I would just like to say that Justin is the nicest guy in the world and working out most excellent. To watch him and George write out Tabliture for songs we're working on is fascinating. It's like a secret language or something that only musicians understand. It's neat. We're gonna demo some stuff Sunday, of course, assuming that I don't die, get arrested, or end up somewhere I shouldn't be after St. Patrick's Day festivities. Wish me luck. Hope to see some of you fucks out and about somewhere. Especially you know who. <3 Weird Scenes Inside The Gold Mine... Am I going crazy? The answer is yes. I find it harder to write as of late, knowing what I want to say, and what I'm eventually going to say, are two completely different entities. What started out as some sort of fanboy fanzine about a scene that I had just moved into (Vegas had a lot more websites dedicated to it's music scene than it does now... *sigh*), and as a way to let my friends and family back home in CA. know what I'm up to here in Vegas, has morphed into this be all/end all source of what's going on or what's "cool" here in town and the #1 place to talk shit, and as the best source ever for local Las Vegas band drama. I find it harder to put out what I really want to say, having to censor myself or shape thoughts and images into interesting views for public consumption. I could give two shits less about what anybody thinks, and I think I've strayed from that for a bit. Not really, but you get my point hopefully. Weird people read these words. I'm not sure why. But from now on, I'm just gonna put it out there, make it more blog-like, trying to post something everyday and put into hard forms what's basically going on in Tag Board and Myspace land. I think that's what people come here for, something to read. Why not give it to them? I think the writers block is over. so let's make the most of it. The video game distraction is gone. I'm seeing things a lot clearer now than ever before. 2007 is one-quarter of the way over. I got way too much stuff to do, and too many people to do it with. I'm hoping this works. It's a good plan anyways. Best of intentions and all that. Wish me luck. I'm still not sure what's going on with Last Shot Tattoo. I heard it was canceling all shows after some fighting or bullshit that went down @ Friday's 1/2 Ast / False Cause / S.S. Hookers (thanx Sal !) gig. A few bands here in town say no shows are cancelled, a few bands say shows are cancelled. I don't care one way or the other. I would of done the good reporter thing and just called down there and asked what's up myself, or dropped them a line on their Myspace page (which can be found here), but I'm a lazy sod. so I didn't. Hope things work out for the place. I won't go there unless I have to, but lots of kids do go there, so it does serve a purpose... somewhat. Is everyone through with picking on The Objex / Joe Perv ? Have we given him enough Haterade to fuel his monster faces for another year ? Hope so. Let them play The Rainbow and The Slanted Clam to the coked out underage bar scene they so desperately want to be a part of (Maulus Clothing... ugh !) and be happy. I did this thing on Myspace yesterday where I highlighted a band that had requested to be my friend on there. If you're on my Friend's List you got the bulletin. That band was Leroy, and you can click here to see what him and his band are all about. Don't know why I did it, but I'm hoping to do it more. Idle Gossip page has been updated, as well as the Links page. Calendar page is updated daily, and I'm working on an idea for turning the Downloads page into this Vegas based band history kind of thing, highlighting demos and obscure stuff from long forgotten heroes of old. I have a shitload of demos, and I'm sure I could get my hands on a lot more. All you old guys with shoe boxes full of long forgotten demo tapes get a hold of me pronto. I'm really thinking I'm gonna do it. What's happening with Infestshit ? Good question. I have no idea. I could speculate, but I won't. Those kids got enough problems as it is... hahhahaha. Just kidding. I love them all. And me and George have been working with a guitarist as of late who has passed the rigorous standards we have presented every guitar player with, that is, the ability to count to 4 and the ability to show up to practice on time. Justin does both very well, and has a job and his own equipment. You'd be surprised at how many guitar players here in town have no equipment to call their own, heh heh heh. In other words, he's an anomaly as far as the world of guitarists are concerned. Hee hee hee Look for demo stuff coming very very soon. You have been warned. 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... There is sooo much going and and sooooooo much I wanna let you all in on, but until everything is set in concrete, I'm just gonna keep my mouth shut and say mums the word for now... it's been a long time coming. The future's so bright... WTF happened at the Take 1 gig this Friday past? Apparently, Take 1 has a bouncer there that needs an outlet for his steroid rage or something. Glass was broken, a huge drunken melee broke out, and now there's no more punk gigs to be had there. Phooey. New Music Reviews on the latest from Nomeansno, Resilience, Supersuckers, New York Dolls, the Riot This / Bruise Violet split, Sky Blue 72, Enemy 13, Clusterfux, Venom and last but not least, Infestshit. Click here to read them all. Band wise everything's going great. I think we found our 2 guitarist, but I'm not sure yet. Infestshit has a couple of shows coming up that might peek your interest. Oct. 8 @ Community Of Friends record store with my good buddy Ben and his band of street fighting men False Cause, Oct. 21 @ The Cooler Lounge with Vegas legends F.S.P., False Cause and Dirty Sanchez, and Oct. 28 with Vice Squad and Enemy 13, from El Paso, TX. Come out and witness the intensity those guys bring. Fuck. I've been tweaking the Photos page, since a few people were complaining about not being able to find photos on there, and about some of the links not working. The layout is different now, so tell me if you like it. I also re-edited some lost photos and added them to the page, including some pictures of Suite 666, The Wastrels and the Swing Shift Side Show, which I think were never used before. In any case, click here to check them out. More to come. |
