$25 to see Zeke... and they're not even headlining?? Eff that. I don't even know who those other bands are. Too lazy to look 'em up.
I really am the old dude now... lol I can't be bothered.
I stayed at home and made tacos and chocolate chip cookies. That seemed more interesting to me than going Downtown and dealing with all the BS involved with it.
I sure could of used a new Zeke shirt though... lol
I stayed in to finish these Circle One photos, because they've been on my computer screen staring me in the face for days now. Click here to check them out.
Anybody miss out on the fact that all updates to the website can be found down below? Meh. Doesn't matter. Nobody reads this website anymore anyways, right? 😂😂😂 I'm going to go back to reading about how that POS Cheeto skinned snake oil salesman trusts the Russian intelligence agency more than the American intelligence agency. Who's gonna be brave enough to charge him with treason??? Nobody probably...
I remember the first time I saw Carlos, but I know he doesn't remember the first time seeing me! LOL
Back when I used to give a fuck about the scene, I would bring lots of bands to play here, The Exploited being one of them, and this gig, at the University Theater, back in March '07, was the first time I saw the guy who would become a constant source of irritation and inspiration for the next 11 years and counting of my life. I was taking random pix of the circle pit action and captured him. See him there in the corner? Mohawk not as blonde but still as just as sharp looking? 🤣🤣🤣 Yup! That's Carlos, future founding member of S.F.T. (10 years this fall!!), and currently wrecking shit up with Lean 13 and Los Carajos. I hear he's got another project in the works too but that's neither here nor there. 😉 I love the knucklehead like a Brother, and the last 10 years of my life definitely wouldn't of been as fun filled or as interesting if it wasn't for him. It's his birthday tomorrow, (on 7-11 free Slurpee day!!) and he's gonna be spending it Downtown with his lovely wife Christi, drinking somewhere no doubt, so if you see him wandering around all borracho'd out, buy him a beer (he doesn't do shots, the big sissy laa-laa) and wish him a Happy Birthday. He definitely deserves it and the best part is that he won't remember talking to you the next day. 😉
Happy Birthday Carlos!! Love ya!! ❤
Always a fun time in CA. hahahaha
The Battalion Of Saints / False Confession / Circle One / Headnoise gig at the Regal Inn was a bit intense, to say the least! LOL Gang violence is never a good thing, but when you try it on a bunch of veteranos who were doing it back when you were still swimming around in your daddy's nutsack, the outcome is never gonna be in your favor youngster... LOL I don't think we'll be playing gigs with Circle One anymore, which is a shame because they sounded great at the gig. Any chance I get to watch Mike Vallejo rip it up is good, but the same shitty Family members that gave them a bad rep back then are still around doing the same shit today, and I know I got waaaaaaaayyyyy better things to do than deal with that shit, so FOAD scumbags. Can't even fight 1 on 1... cowards.
Once the Drama was dealt with, it was a great night. False Confession killed it! Nardcore!! They played Kill For Fun and I lost it, starting a mini slam pit with Rob Headnoise and a few others in the parking lot... ha ha Battalion Of Saints were nice and LOUD. Their guitar player was sporting a Mob Attack shirt! Fuck yeah! LOL Their drummer Tino was using my kit, so they sounded extra good, and he seemed to be having waaaaaayyyyy too much fun bashing the shit out of my China crash cymbal... but the cowbell, not so much. 😆They played like 30 songs, pretty much everything I wanted to hear, and they didn't sound half bad while doing it. The only original member left is the original singer George Anthony, but he still sounds evil and just as maniacal while screaming out the lyrics to all those classic BOS tunes. It was a great night, despite all the BS.
Sunday Headnoise had a matinee gig down at The Karman Bar in Laguna Niguel, a really proper venue located right next to some costly looking townhomes that get to hear every note coming out of the bar - lucky them! We played with a bunch of young angry Thrash Punk bands who were more along the lines of Cryptic Slaughter and S.O.D. than anything else, but the gig was still fun, and any excuse I get to stay a little bit longer in Cali is always appreciated. Happy times in California... why do I live in Vegas again??? 😅😅😅
I don't even know where to begin.
Seems like I first saw Steve Soto before I actually met him - he was everywhere back in the day, a huge presence both physically and musically on the scene, showing up to every gig everywhere, hanging out with the coolest people you could imagine and yet had the time to be drinking with the rest of us in the parking lot. He knew everybody cool but was always accessible, smiling, joking around, just a really genuinely nice guy who who would take the time to talk to you no matter who you were or where you were from, if you get what I mean. He was one of us, no Rockstar BS posturing whatsoever. His bands were all changers of the game. Watching the Adolescents take the stage in the early days, it was like watching one of our own get their just due, and seeing the havoc they caused from playing music they created inspired all of us to do better than we were doing in our respective bands. Steve Soto was responsible for creating and defining a sound that would change the world as we knew it from that point on - the classic "So Cal Punk Rock" sound. Their music shook the world, and Steve's driving yet intricate bass playing was a huge part of that. I loved watching him play. The Adolescents used my rehearsal spot to get ready for their Brats In Battalions album, and jamming with Steve on all those classic Adolescents songs I grew up with was nothing short of breathtaking and life changing. Just spending time hanging out with him, waiting for the others in the band to arrive, talking to him, reminiscing about past gigs, and listening to his stories about famous people - he had a million of them, was the stuff that made Steve the nicest guy in Punk Rock. Watching him play those classic bass lines he invented with the greatest of ease was a highpoint of my life. And when him and Gabby started Manic Hispanic together? It was all over. My life was forever scarred because of him and his bands and his music - even worse than it already was already! hahahaha Our paths crossed often; we had the same mutual friends who run in the same mutual circles, we played the same clubs, and even shared the same stage more than a few times, Hell, Steve even got the Vegascendents a later slot at Punk Rock Boring when we played it, because he wanted people to be there to see us when we played, and he was one of the first to congratulate us for playing so good when we were finished. He always had a kind word for me every time I saw him, and I arrogantly assumed that he was always gonna be around somewhere, that he was gonna be that crazy wizened old Punk Rock survivor that people in the future went to for true tales about how things really were back in the days, I mean, better him than Keith Morris, ya know, and to hear about him passing away is just fucking tragic and heartbreaking. The words are starting to fail me. The Adolescents song I Love You just came on shuffle. The tears are a coming. Steve Soto really was a sweetheart of a guy. I hope you all got to know him and interact with him while he was here on this Earth. This really is a huge loss, not only to the Punk Rock Music Scene but to the world in general. This one really hits home. This one really hurts. Oh Hokie... godspeed you amazing person you. Your rest is well deserved. We're the lucky ones to have known you for as long as we did.
If you come back and it's just for a day
There's only 3 words we all wanna say
I LOVE YOU
Go easy... step lightly... stay free.