First off, a posting that starts off with the words 'First off' is not necessarily always going to be some hate filled tirade or borderline psychotic rant, oh smart ass girlfriend of mine... ;-) No, sometimes it's just a mental cue to remember to say everything that you need to say, such as, oh, I dunno, the Music Review I gave the No More Saints - The Pacifist release, which you can read by clicking here. Karl Bakla gave a review to the latest release from the band Replica which you can check out by clicking here. Karl has an amazing website / blog thing going on called People Against Goodness And Normalcy (P.A.G.A.N.), and you can click here to go check it out. Why he doesn't post his musical musings on there, I'm not sure, but I'm always grateful that he sends in the stuff that he does. I love reading his writing. :-) If pretty pictures are more your thing, I posted up the photos I took last month of the Angry Samoans playing at the Redwood Bar, and you can click here to check those out. It's sad to see Metal Mike just hovering in the background like a weaselly little perv who only seemed to care about singing when the band did a Britney Spears cover... ugh.
The Blasters gig on Fri. was fun. Despite the Drummer making some HUGE mistakes, the band sounded pretty good. I forgot that they had so many good songs, Border Radio, So Long Baby Goodbye, Dark Night, Crazy Baby, etc. It was worth the price of admission to see all the scarf sporting, wool cap wearing Hipsters run for the exits one the Blasters started playing. Guess they were just there to see the opening band The Lucky Cheats, who were a glorified Blues band. Pretty good though. They had a smoking guitar player. The other opening bands were terrible. I don't even know who they were. Plus, there was nobody there, because the English Beat were playing for free @ the Hard Rock Cafe, and they had 2 for 1 drink specials going on, so yeah, everyone was there and not at the LVCS. That venue has become a joke. The sound there is atrocious, the no smoking inside the place is a royal pain in the ass, and paying $11 for a PBR tall can, a tall can that they sell for 99 cents at every Green Valley Ranch store in town, is beyond ludicrous. A $10 mark up on a can of beer? Fuck off with that shit. It's kind of sad that sooooooooo many 'Punk' shows there are so well attended, because, much like the sheeple that make Punk Rock Posing such a successful, money making venture, it just seems like nobody cares about such things, just simply preferring to justify their apathy by drinking overpriced booze and watching over the hill bands run through a 'greatest hits' set, which is exactly how I spent my Fri. night. Phooey.