some stuff…

I’m eyeballin’ you with my tough guy look…hahaahahha…I am anything but a tough guy. Never was a brawler, fancied myself a lover, but I could take a punch pretty good and over the course of 50 years I’ve taken a lot of literal and metaphorical punches. Still reeling from the show the other night and this old man is down in the back from the long drive, but it was worth it. Back to work today and it was a decent day (piss off to the folks who didn’t return my calls…I’ve got to TCB and don’t have time for shenanigans). The plate’s full at work (and really just life in general), but I need to remind myself it’s always going to be that way and all you can do is go with the flow (insert your favorite 12 step slogan here).

Fucking GWAR! I may have posted that before…my buddy Shawn recommended it to me and I say to you, carry on wayward son!

Our pal Teddy Spaghetti hit up Mustard Relics as his label, Spaghetti Town Records has a shit ton of releases coming down the pike (new Motosierra!), and in this case he’s hyping a record from He Who Cannot Be Named, specifically a new vid from said artist.  My first impression was, “Fuckin love it, Ramones worship at it’s finest.”  Thinking about it and listening to the rest of the songs on the album, that was a true statement (who in punk for the last 40 years wasn’t influenced by Los Ramones), but HWCBN is more sophisticated than just that, the music is what rock and roll would be if it existed in the mainstream anymore.  I like the simple songs (Ramones),  the snotty vocals (Dickies) and that singalong quality (Bad Religion) with well written humorous lyrics (Dead Kennedys).  Teddy’s Spaghetti Town Records has a fucking Facebook where you can socialize, a
Big Cartel so you can buy their stuff and a Soundcloud to do all kinds of listening. Here’s the bleeb from the press release…”He Who Cannot Be Named has been playing punk rock for almost 30 years, most of that time with the legendary “Dwarves”. An original member of this San Francisco based combo, he wrote or co wrote many of your favorite tunes from the early Sub Pop albums “Blood Guts and Pussy”, and “Thank Heaven For Little Girls”. He was voted guitarist of the year by “Flipside Magazine” in 1991, but is mostly known for his unusual stage wear, or lack thereof. His trademark look can best be described as “naked and wearing a mask”. According to James Orme from Slug Magazine, He Who… is “maybe the most mysterious character in all of rock n’ roll.”
Here’s the vid

I met one of the Dwarves once, not sure who, I was in unfamiliar territory, high, drunk, dosed…all the above maybe. All I remember was that he made me feel crowded as he took up a lot of space, if you know the kind of personality I’m taking about, they fill a room, ya know? We were in SF with a friend of mine, Mary (can’t remember her last name, she had this giant python type snake that ate full sized rabbits…people’s pet rabbits you know the big lop eared friendly ones that she would buy from folks who they thought the pet they had outgrown was going to a good home…ever hear a rabbit scream?), she went to Humboldt for a while and knew lots of folks in bands. I think Meuter and Steve were there, maybe some other folks. Funny, I don’t remember anything else about that particular trip to the bay and until now I had never knowingly listened to the Dwarves (looks like it was perhaps the singer that I met)…

And then on a completely different tip, our pals over Italy from Kaczynski Editions released Songs from the eternal dump by Zero23 who are a trio composed of Giuseppe Fantini (guitar/electronics), Niet F-n (electronics) and Macarena Montesinos (cello). They hit me up back in November when this was released, but apologetically I only just recently took it for a virtual ride. The first two songs serve as an introduction in to what I will call the meat of the release, the next 6 compositions. First off I love the cello, I love the mood a good cellist radiates with their instrument. I feel it here with Zero23 but this is not neo-classical as you might expect from a project featuring a cello, guitar and electronics, it’s more ambient and avante garde than that. The “hit” for me is the 6th track, a composition entitled “crepusculo” (which means “twilight”). This for me is the type of music you sit back, relax, listen to on a good pair of headphones and breath in the vibe…highly recommended!

2019-01-22…

Me and Shawn at my pad after the 5 hour drive from Denver. We had quite the day on the 22nd with a blizzard that threatened to make our attendance at the show an improbability, but Shawn got us south of the storm, a 2 hour detour that put us in Pueblo, then up to Denver. Butt cold once we got there with a decidedly unpleasant arctic wind, but for 4 hours it was all about the music in a very cool 1920s converted theater (down side to the Gothic, no ins and outs, making me a little nicotine deficient once the show was over…didn’t stop the folks attending getting their weed on during the gig)…

First up was a band that I’d never heard of outta Dallas, Mothership, good opening heavy band, but I felt like they needed some more energy and loudness…


Crowbar outta NOLA were up next (it was supposed to be Weedeater next, but they did not get in out of the storm until about half way through Crowbar’s set). I liked it when the sludged it out in “New Orleans style” on some tunes and a couple of others they had this kinda hardcore punk tempo…the singer dude could really belt it out…

Next up was the almighty Weedeater (despite the heckling of some idiot a couple guys over from me, who was crying cuz they were late and taking too long to do a sound check…I fucking hate people)! The set was way too short, and I think they were a little burnt (nobody wants to hop off a bus after many hours of driving through a blizzard to get down to business), but they did not disappoint…

Next up was the legends of crossover Corrosion of Conformity who put on a great set, but as Shawn said they were almost too polished, it didn’t really have that crossover edge, in fact, it was more like a hard rockin vibe…

Ache…

Myself and my old high school chum Ivan in the parking lot at Monte Carlo Deli & Pinocchio Restaurant where he bought the wife and I a wonderful lunch. Great to see someone who was a big part of my life, happy and in a good space.  With so much death around me it’s a relief and inspiring to see the living…

“People are born soft and weak. They die hard and stiff.” – Lao Tzu

Going through old emails and found a reference to this band from my virtual pal Aiden in Australia, “There isn’t a lot of great music coming out of Australia these days from what I can tell, but you might want to check out “A Laughing Death in Meatspace”. It’s not at all like the kind of music you’ve sent me, but it’s a recent Australian album that doesn’t suck… so yeah…”

Just an aside, I have been talking about (TCB) taking care of business in the new year and my buddy Darryl informed me that is what Elvis called his band, the TCB Band…looked for something Elvis and found this little bit of hardcore rockabilly instead…

Speaking of conversations with my pal Darryl, we were talking about the separation of church and state, and I recalled reading about this statue that was a response to a Christian group wanting to place a ten commandments statue in front of some courthouse somewhere…

Drove through the town that I work in, Hill City, this brisk Sunday morning and the streets were bare. First thing that came to mind was the people were either in church or nursing a hangover. Then I thought of my cousin Renee, we were with Grandpa when he died. She is a rare example of a good old down to earth Christian, a genuinely good person (her husband Kirk too…love those two). After Grandpa died I took her to LA so she could fly out from there and on the 4 hour drive we shared music with each other via the rental’s blue tooth. I’m not usually into Christian music, pop, rock, metal, whatever (so contrived and watered down) but she played some pretty good stuff, this tune of hers especially stood out as something passionate (the vocal are crazy cool)…


So football today, the playoffs…I have a love hate relationship with the game, there’s all kinds of factors, jocks, money, politics and so on, but I really just like to see great athletes competing against each other. Sometimes, to be honest, I prefer watching the local high school games and then again the local folks are mostly a bunch of yahoos, who would rain on my parade if I’d let them.  LA Rams won their game so they are in the Super Bowl, now just need the Patriots to lose.  Then off to bed with the hopes of having a good day tomorrow cuz then it’s off to Denver Wednesday with my buddy Shawn to see the almighty Weedeater, Corrosion of Conformity and a couple of others…should be off the hook.  Below is the flyer…

Think I’ll end this with a nice compilation someone did of a Beastie Boys thing on MTV back in 92 for the Check Your Head Album (I saw them 2 years later with the Bad Brains…top 5 shows in my life)…

Have a good week y’all!

आसक्ति ही दुख की जड़ है

On my journey to California last week was looking for something calming and happened upon a Buddhist temple in Little Tokyo. It was closed so went back the next during “business” hours and, sure enough, they were closed again to the “public” for some kind of “private” service…hahahaha…so had to be satisfied with the little bit of calming that the outside of a temple can provide, oh well. Not to be deterred, had some time before the flight home, so did go to another temple in Sun Valley/North Hollywood (not sure which town we were in) and there we found a large Buddha outside (unfortunately no pics, but suffice it to say it was sufficiently calming).

Also of note, they did have some movie channels in the motel (a very interesting little bungalow type affair on the Glendale/Burbank border on Victory) and of note were The Green Mile, Mr. Right (which stars the actor who played Wild Bill in the Green Mile) and The Warrior’s Way…I HIGHLY recommend all three of those flicks….

On the same block as the motel was this spot, but I never got the chance to go in when they were open…

The original lineup of the Plasmatics from what I understand (unknown photographer).  Except for at least one boot, I have at least on variation of everything they’ve released, including of course Wendy’s solo stuff.  I would love to have seen them during that period in New York.  Suppose there’s lots a New York stuff that was cool around that time.  The late 70s was just a great time for music all over the place really n it all just exploded in the 80s.  In 79 I was young but I had a slight inclining that there was a thing happening that was much bigger and more important than Donny and Marie, and the Bee Gees…

Stumbled across this factoid…Mississippi Fred McDowell was born today in 1906…and then I spent the next 20 minutes in awe of him on these two vids…


I am committed to remembering this guy when I am faced with adversity the rest of this year…fuck it, you know what I’m saying…do right and take care of business.  Speaking of (TCB) taking care of business, you ever taken two healthy shits, one right after the other (and I don’t mean diarrhea), it’s like you got up too soon before you were done, but afterwords of course there is a great feeling of satisfaction and relief. There’s a life lesson in that kids…