White Trash King - The Cheaters

I was standing outside the Dive with Erika on Friday night, freezing my wet little shillelagh off, having a wonderful conversation with Bethany and Karl about anything and everything - music, clothes, manscaping, entitled kids, shitty gigs, and a little bit of shit talking about the Local music websites here in town. D.I. is raging full on inside the bar to a packed house full of Punx and Drunx, and they're playing a great set full of all their hits, and even pulling songs out of their ass towards the end, because people kept chanting "D.I.! D.I.!" and wouldn't let them get off the stage. Can I go home now? Casey was pleading, and after finishing up Pervert Nurse, the band was spent and called it a night. I didn't plan on staying around and watching their entire set, because I was sick as a dog with the flu, but since they were borrowing S.F.T.'s gear to play the gig - why, I don't know - I reluctantly stuck around and I'm glad I did - not for the Music, but just for the hang time with Friends. :-) I mean, opening band Scorpion vs. Tarantula seemed like the Phoenix version of The Objex, so I wasn't impressed, but everyone else seemed to like them, so whatever. I think S.F.T. played one of their better sets, people seemed to dig us (I think) and I know I had fun playing! :-) D.I. is D.I. - you either love 'em, or hate 'em. You know the songs, you sing along, and a good time is had by all. Yeah, that pretty much sums the evening up! LOL Thanks to everyone for coming out and having fun, and no Thanks to D.I. for giving everyone a free shirt for using their gear but not me!! LOL

Sat. night's word was 'clusterfuck'. A double booked, packed to capacity Beauty Bar was full of Punks, Mods, Emos, Dipsters, Goths, Rockasillys, Braah's, and a whole bunch of people who just wanted to PARTAAAY!! lol It was a weird amalgamation of humans, that's for sure. Inside you had a rowdy Punk Rock gig going on, and outside you had some sort of a Rockasilly / Morrissey thing going on. Whatever. Inside things kicked off with a fantastic set from New Cold War, packed full of energy to burn and 3 part vocal harmonies and guitar licks galore, and outside, things were kicked off by Sex In Latex, a very dance beat heavy, keyboard driven Depeche Mode / OMD type of band. Cool tunes. Check them out if you're into that type of stuff - you'll probably love them. :-) Back inside Guilty By Association reminded everyone why they're signed to Squid Hat Records by putting on one tremendous display of Punk Rock fist pumping sing along bravado that had everyone in the place freaking out and jumping around and was very cool to see. Mike is a madman who knows how to work the crowd into a frenzy, and everything they played sounded good, and they even debuted a few new songs from their upcoming album coming out this May. Their new drummer added some interesting tweeks to their usual set standards. Meow. ;-) Outside The Delta Bombers played and looked and sounded like every musical cliche you could ever think of in that particular musical genre they subscribe to. I don't get it but whatever. Back inside, The Civilians fucked shit up and got a full on old school circle pit going inside the Beauty Bar, with the charge being taken by Carlos from S.F.T. to both knock people down and pick the up afterwords. I was told about this all after we played, because, you know, during the set I'm usually playing drums and not paying attention to what's going on and thus, I didn't see much of what was going on while we played. I did look up during Doing Time to see Carlos' mohawk moving in a circular motion in the pit, looking just like a sharks fin jutting out of the water during a feeding frenzy... LOL I couldn't stick around to see The Generators, because once I fought my way out of the place to tear my drums down and load them up, there was no way I was gonna fight my way back in just to see The Generators, so I headed off to Scarlet to seek solace and dispassion in their Siouxsie And The Banshees tribute night, where I heard more Cure songs than Siouxsie songs. Oh well. There was a lot of good people there; new friends, old friends, with everyone looking for a break of some sorts from their boring Groundhog's Day existences. I think we were all successful. :-)

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