It's almost like I don't know where to begin. These past few days, from about Thurs. onwards, have just been, oh, I dunno, eventful? Tumultuous? Heartbreaking? Exhilarating? It's definitely been a strange run, that's for sure.
After the Streetwalkin' Cheetahs gig (and if you didn't read Homeless Dyke's comment about what I wrote, and my rebuttal to that, then click here) it was all about getting ready for the Katy Jeluso benefit gig @ Triple B's. Personal drama aside, I was a bit worried about playing good for the gig for some reason, but once we all got to the venue things definitely took a turn for the better. Great fucking turnout. The crazy amount of Love being shown by everyone in the room for Katy was stunning. When she took to the stage to thank everyone for coming together to help her in her moment of need, more than a few people in the room got teary eyed. It was a night of Magic, full of amazing things and wonderful feelings. The silent auction had all sorts of cool stuff, and the raffle prizes were incredible. I bought $40 worth of tickets and lost them in about 10 minutes, so if you found them, and you won something with them, you're welcome! ;-) Oh, and the bands fucking KILLED IT!! Gawd damn were TheCore fucking great, playing old songs, new songs, and just getting the crowd going with their catchy Punk tunes. It's been a while since I've seen them, and I was digging the shit out of everything they were throwing down. I think this was the first time I've ever seen them play without Brian fucking up or having his back turned to the audience! hahahaha Just kidding! But yeah, TheCore were great, but man, was Battle Born the better band of the night. Battle Born, with fucking Nick pounding the ever loving shit out of his drum kit, just blew me away with the set they played. It was probably the best I've ever seen them perform, which is saying A LOT, because I've seen these guys numerous times over the years. Just a great set from them. Guilty By Association played a good set too, despite Tom's mechanical shortcomings for the first few songs. All the practice payed off and we turned in a stellar performance, or so people told me afterwords anyways. Again, it was a good way to end my time with them, and it's been a blast jamming with some guys I consider my good Friends. :-) The night ended in a blaze of Fuku Burgers, Jazz Fries, Sex, Drugs, Booze, and other Rock and Roll stuff like that. Fantastic night. Thanx to everyone for hanging out and just having fun with me and everyone else that was there. It was great to see sooooo many people come together to help out Katy in her time of need. This is what the real deal Las Vegas Music Scene is all about. <3
Sat. was all about keeping myself occupied and keeping my mind off of things, so Tony was escorting me all around town, starting the night off with us going to some All Ages gig at the Southern Nevada Sports Center, which is kind of right down the street from my house. We checked out some bands called We Gave It Hell and Imperial Tide, 2 up and coming Metalcore type bands who were OK. I liked Imperial Tide better than We Gave It Hell. We were definitely some of the oldest people in the place, but at least there was a fully stocked bar next door at the all ages Rave that was going on, so that made things a bit more easily tolerated. We left there to head off Downtown to meet up with Jesse & Roxie and crew @ the Beauty Bar to catch the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, which was a bit laid back and mellow, with everyone on the stage just kind of standing around, pretty much like everyone in the crowd was. White people swaying around drunkenly while listening to pseudo-Blues music held no appeal to me, so I just hung around and drank. After the JSBE were done playing, we tried to catch some band that was playing @ the Velveteen Rabbit, some band that Crazy Chief played with when they were at SXSW, but we just missed their performance, so we hung out for a bit, had fancy drinks, and then called it a night. We all had stuff to do bright and early the next day.
While some people were out buying vans, my day started off bright and early with an S.F.T. band practice, who were opening up the Powerman 5000 gig @ the LVCS later that night. Why practice the day of the gig, you ask? Because they're a bunch of insecure girls, that's why! LOL After practice I kippered a nap before Tom showed up to haul the gear down there, and after unloading the stuff in our allotted area in the hallway, Bob and I headed off for some bomb ass sandwiches at some pricey Mediterranean joint across from the Heart Attack Grill. Our order had barely arrived before we were summoned back to get the kit ready, being moved up an hour and a half from our scheduled set time for some reason, and once we got the kit together we bum rushed the stage, did a quick sound check, and then proceeded to kill it as the only Punk Rock band on a bill full of shitty Nu-Metal poseurs and chicks that couldn't sing. Ugh. We stood out like sore thumbs, but at least a lot of people dug us, and we would of sold a Hell of a lot of merch if someone would of bothered to bring it... LOL Oh well. It was a fun gig, and I watched everyone rock out while Powerman 5000 put on an interesting stage show that was comprised of bright shiny lights, shouted out songs, triggered samples galore, and some monotonous drop D tuning. My night ended with me standing at my bar listening to a drunken conversation between Tom and Bob about the professionalism of the PM5K stage show, the awesomeness of the guitar players and about how cool they were, and other ass kissing shit like that. I kicked them out after a bit and passed the fuck out, sated and sedated and tired like a motherfucker. It had been an interesting run of days, that was for sure. One door closes, another one opens. Life is funny like that. :-)