Such a informative weekend, wasn't it? I learned so much about sooooo many interesting things. Wow! The effort is appreciated, but really, let it go. Seriously.
Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone! I'm in the midst of preparations for a puro Mexicano carne asada fiesta, arroz y frijoles y todo!! Unfortunately, I have Loud Pipes practice tonight, so I won't be guzzling tequila like I should be today, but oh well. I can give up one in place of the other, because the band is sounding alarmingly good with Dave on guitar. I listen to the practice recordings all the time and I'm digging it. Come out to the gig in a few weeks and hear it for yourself... plug plug. :-)
Sat. night's gig with S.F.T. was surreal. People throwing $20 at us while we played like we were some skanky strippers was pretty epic! LOL The 3 encores was pretty nice as well. Thanx to everyone for coming out and hanging out with us. It was fun. The other bands that played were cool as well. Some band that Derek James is playing in, a band called The Blooze Brothers, a Blues Brothers cover band, opened things up, and since I am a sucker for all things Blues Brothers related, I dug them. They had the drummer from the Voodoo Glow Skulls playing with 'em, for what it's worth, and the band sounded good from outside where I was standing. I had to venture inside to see Los Carajos play, a new project from John and Carlos from S.F.T., a band that plays Español versions of songs, Punk songs, Estrellitas, Rancheros, y todo! They haven't become narcocorridos yet, but I wouldn't put it past them. ;-) Seriously though, they were really good. I liked them. Nice guys too. And then S.F.T. finished the night off, people threw money at us, things got a little rowdy, and people were yelling for encores, and we pulled a few songs out of our asses that we haven't played in months, and they came out OK - I think! hahaha I'm digging that the guys in S.F.T. are now focusing on playing the gig than in getting fucked up beforehand. If you haven't heard us lately, check us out. New songs, new Drummer (me!), and new Attitudes, but not in a Patti LaBelle kind of way... well maybe. ;-)
The reason why Billie Joe, Duff McKagan, Tre Cool, Jesse Malin and Tim "Don't call me Lint" Armstrong were all in town this past weekend was to renew Billie Joe and Adrienne's wedding vows. They've been married for 20 years now, and took the occasion to come out to Vegas and have fun. If you saw them get together on the tiny stage of the Beauty Bar on Sat. night and rip through Sonic Reducer and a few other classic songs, then you're pretty lucky. Video of their performance is out there. Search it out for yourself, you lazy bastards.
Did anybody see that Clash special that debuted this weekend on VH1 Classic called The Rise And Fall Of The Clash? Jeremy and I gave it a perusal last night after a good Felipito's grub, and the special itself is a very one sided, sensationalistic journalism type of piece, which is weird because Robin Banks' name is all over it, but there's lots of Interviews with every girl who ever fucked somebody in the band, friends of the band who pontificate a lot on what they thought the Clash were all about, and not a word from Paul or Topper about anything, except for archival footage of course, but nevertheless, here's what I got out of watching the entire thing: Bernie Rhodes is an asshole, Joe Strummer was a Saint, Mick Jones is a "Spliff Head", Paul Simonon was just Joe's lackey, and Topper Headon is the greatest Drummer that there ever was. Well, tell me something I don't know! LOL It's an interesting 2 hour watch, and if you can see it, I reccomend that you do. The focus on later day Clash version 2.0, the Vince, Pete and Nick years, is almost crucial watching material. Almost.
Everything's updated. Bob is here, so it must be time for practice. Gotta keep that ol' 138 Studios going, now don't we? hahaha And as for that other thing, that Local band getting "signed", well, I predicted that, didn't I? Oh yes I did. And the Farce continues. It's pathetic how you desperate guys out there buy into that bands bullshit, and how you all fall hook, line and sinker for a talentless whore and her band of hacks. Pathetic yet predictable. Phooey. Sometimes I'm ashamed to be a male.