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Boonend.

2009-08-23T17:05:00.000-07:00

After some hashbrowns dan didnt want, we all met up and drove to Sactown. MOM living there was forced to come along and tell even stranger stories. Sean broke his electric shaver like a week ago and has the longest facial hair he has ever had. He is also wearing these tuff cop glasses. The combination is mind blowing. I suggest you all call him today and ask him to try this out for a month. Lets see where this could go.
So the ride was fun. During, I heard something about poo, a dead rabbit and a bum who enjoys all of this at a MOM show. kerrazy.
We arrived at the pizza joint we were playing a little late. there was a pizza eating contest we didnt get to enter. shucks. turns out Devon williams ( of thee makeout party) was doing some reality tv show work in the same town at the same time, so he was there!!! joys! that night we all came to find out that dan is not "reality tv" material. Not sure what that means, but it sure is funny.
The pizzas (not personal) played. fun. dream date (burger tapes soon?) had a great show too. fun peoples. During our set my floor tom kept falling over and devon would not budge. sticks broke not good. dan broke a string too and asked earlier if he could use dreamdates if this situation came about. they said yes and he unknowingly grabbed someone elses guitar. After playing a song with it, he says "Thanks for letting us use the guitar." They reply with, "thats not ours." Oops. Giggles ripple through the crowd.
Sean and i decided to hang out with pat and deborah for the night and watch the 1988 classic vampire of bikini beach It stars Bob and weird harold. There were not very many radical dudes in the film a beach bunny pointed out. She struck true. Sean wanted to watch zone troopers from the same year, but we all went nappy nap.
Dan and lee went to a party at MOMs house.
Lee: " i had a beer. listened to records at half of their normal speeds.
Dan: Very confused about when he went to sleep and when people left.

Thats about it folks. It was a blast and we love you all. Our swag will forever be turned on.
I think i can see my house from here.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX, Thee!

I'm sorry for not meeting you last night, sir.

2009-08-23T16:44:00.000-07:00

Portland it is. I tried again everyone. But lee is sleeping in the back (somehow he turned into brian the kitty from tours past) and dan would rather type on a tiny phone keyboard than an external keyboard hooked up to a laptop.
Another effort wasted with breakfast. didnt have time i think. Darlene did buy us a bag of chocolate cookies tho. num.
Oh yeah. This kid who thinks we are spiffy and has a zine he is creating took us out to dine and talk into a large recording machine. we did both thoroughly (even dan got a burger!).
We had to hurry after eating the late lunch cuz we had to be at the Summer Bummer Festival at five. We were all pleasantly surprised with MOM who opened the show. It was this great little gal in a minnie mouse-ish uniform and a vocoderish item. she used the dealie to make her voice very high while sluggishly dancing and prancing to some fun musics. Also, while she was doing that, she was taking raw meat and throwing it at/on the floor and people. Dan was hit with a duck head. Next was us. We played super early cuz we jumped on the show and it was a tad bit disappointing. whatcha gonna do?
everyone more or less hung out and around the van until the oh sees played at one in da morning and the door guy complained to us about bringing the party to the van and not backstage. "why would you even do that?" still makes me laugh. Poor pink. We stayed at a chick friends house who had this mini bulldogish dog who purred when you pet him. freaking cute man.
Oh yes. some time during the night it was decided that we were stealing MOM fer the night.
She woke me up by trying to shyly get into the van. or maybe it just seemed shy cuz she has a high voice. We grabbed some breakfast across the way from KINGSTONS and she told us funny stories which are kinda gross funny, but we like that stuff.

One Red Bull + Sean Driving =

2009-08-23T16:30:00.001-07:00

Greatness. Sean turned our 20+ hour drive into fifteen max. thanks pal!
Got into town and could not get ahold of our lil pal Darlene so we decided to get breakfast and a movie going. After finding out that no one eats breakfast outside of their homes in seattle before eleven in the morning unless they want a coffee and biscuit, we found sum bullhonkey place where sean could urinate and get a crepe.
Darlene woke up and met us at the theater where we saw District 9. Everyone left very pleased except lee cuz he stayed in the van and fought with some parking enforcement person about the placement of stickers.
Later that night we played the comet tavern. We all imagined there would be no one cuz the Oh Sees were playing down yonder, but we were fortunately incorrect and peeps clapped for us. Also darlenes band, Backwards Mask threw down a mighty show.
Went back to D's house and i watched most of Planet Terror which i hadnt previously seen. Pretty cool. Also cool cuz sean says he loves watching movies with me for i jump like a little girl when anything scary comes on the screen..
Goodnight warshinton.

Boonans Pissed Dude.

2009-08-22T13:05:00.005-07:00

i forgot to mention this earlier, but sean brought up something that should be read by others. Two years or so ago we played the Radio Heart Beat festival and this one band who is fairly big in sweden, norway, the netherlands, you know somewhere over seas played with us. Now!!! the singers wife who is just as large over there cuz she is some famous stripper has decided to start a pop career by using My Birthday Suit as her hit single. BULLHONKEY.
Boy howdy! Denver denver denver. Weez got there after hours of bullhonkiing. Pat who is/was our local sound engineer/friend/lovely dude/music man got back with his band Weird Al Qeada to play a show with us at his pals bar. Some pretty bad girl rocker band played first. they talked trash on joey ramones vocals so we decided to play after them so we could make fun of their trashy band. Tight show. fun. Weird Al q was up next. they promoted literacy, did a rendition of the danger zone and pat did the robot. hi-larious.
We stayed the singers house that night. he set out really good chocolate candy cookie things and set up a really good seven person tent. sean and i were the only two who ended up sleeping in there. dunno why.
We are on the grapevine currently so imma finish this up pretty quickly. sorry memories.

"the drive to omaha? did something happen?"

2009-08-22T13:05:00.004-07:00

what up boonan!? can you get me bobbys number by chance?
Jokes aside we got to O'leavers Pub in a few hours or so. Dan and i had been there before with another band who lee doesnt want named anywhere relating to makeout party. We both remember it being so funny cuz trapped in the closet was just getting all big which we used to our advantage. who doesnt enjoy making four older white trucker guys watch R Kelley do his shit on a big screen while you play music that makes them angry?
This time there were friends and friends of friends to see us actually. during our set, and this had become a tradition on Mop summer tour '09, dan broke a string. Not altogether funny until you let lee/sean/me ramble about how much of an ass dan is for turning down the opporpoonity (thanks billy) to use the first bands guitar without letting him get a correct say in the matter. No place to hold the strap you say? not funny!
guess who didnt go hang out with the guys and gals (the prarries) afterwards and went immediately to sleep! meeee. i hung up some wet clothes all over trees so they could get aired out and less toxic to us folk in the van then went to sleep. lemme ask what happened that night:
Sean says someone got a pizza and tried to feed it to him while he was asleep. Also they greeted him at the house with a pretty sweater. Dan talked lots. Lee stopped people from drawing on sean.
Thanks go out to the Box elders fer hookin' up the show.

Its really hot outside guys. Wait wait...The wedding ceremony is outside!?

2009-08-22T13:05:00.003-07:00

Im really sorry everyone. But i do feel that this needs to be finished and finished soon otherwise it aint gonna get. so guess who? Boozoo i mean alex. thats who!
Its about 11 am, the wedding is schedied to start at 2 pm. Sean and I were not ready at all. A quick shower and run to the nearby thrift store will certainly remedy that. and it did. twenty bucks, two jackets and a shirt later we be looking cute and professional.
daniel james is super rad nice and his wife mary who got married is just as raddly super nice. Perfect couple of rockers. The ceremony went over well besides it being hot all the while and then windy when they were trying to light their everlasting love candles.
We had about two hours to kill before the reception was to take place at a local brewery, so we headed over to a spiffy hotel with everyone else, still all spiffy looking. I ordered everyone a dirty martini which dan said i did incorrectly cuz there was vodka in it, not gin. Like the rock n roll adventure kids i enjoyed this drink oh so much. Im assuming that it really has to do with when i was a kid my mom always bought the little green olives with the red dealy in the middle and for a reason unknown to all, i used to drink the juice and think it was super good. im still feeling that delicousness that is a dirty martini.
Two hours and three martinis that no one would finish later we were slated to play in this brewery we actually took a tour of a year ago. Free beer was flowin, my red face a showin. Goodnight loving played before us. that made me feel pretty comfortable not being the first doods up. we played a great set i think. after us, this japanese punk band, blotto, who was flown down just fer the occasion played. then this band everyone knew about called the ergs played. good times were had by all!!
The after party wasnt really a party unless you are sean or me and really enjoy mystery science theater 3000 video tapes. I do enjoy them cuz i am alex and that party was my favorite by far! damn that show rocks. also my arms are hurting from pressing up against this laptop for two hours of "blogging" weeeeeee!

Faux bunnies

2009-08-22T13:05:00.002-07:00

Welly well wel well...Lets see here. I tried my best to get someone else to write down a few words and lee was the one who grabbed the torch of love. His grip wasnt very tight and it seems that the torch fell back onto my lap after what he jotted down "erased" somehow.
Onto tomorrow! The only thing anyone can recall about the morning after millys basement show was waking up, doing more laundry and walking in on lee in another basement asleep on the floor. We drove back to...(oh damn i just remembered but before we left, Dave (from the box elders) had brought everyone grapes. sean pigged out because they were delicious.) ...Justbunnies house in chicagogo where we ate oven-baked pizza and watched two more episodes of lost. Nobunnies got in our van, minus justin who was feeling ill since before elk burgers the other day, and we were off to the show. Packed full of gross men we arrived at the Bottom lounge. There was some b-day party and another show going on so we got something to eat at the bar. On the tube was Army of darkness so sean and i geeked out fer a bit. Oh yeah, jackie who is totally awesome for looking after my kitties back home, was still with us and ordered a veggie burger. SUCKED. not only cuz it was a veggie burger, but because it came with a tangy hummus sauce that ruined the whole dish.
Line-up tonight: Yolks, Rock 'n Roll adventure kids, Thee MOP, Nobunny?.
The yolks were just great. sean explains the yolks as "Nobunny covering one of their songs so they're good and also they're poppy punk with more pop than punk. You know...a rock and roll band."
Rock n roll kids - Its Marcos and billy who are brothers and are also two of three backing members from nobunny when we arent stealing that tag. Blew me away. In yer face good time rock/roll superb! i really enjoyed them.
Us - it was alright. its pretty neat that all the kids are singing along to songs.
uhhhh... Nobunny - Lemme tell you about this here night. So after we play i see billy hanging out talking with the stage crew fools. and not like, "hey this show is great" talk, but "fuck...Justin just texted me and said he is sick and wont make it now. He turned his phone off too." People all over were freakin out a bit. This is where we get to the fake bunny part. it was so entertaining to watch all of this come to fruition, i wish you all were there. Supposedly nobunny has come across this little problem before and i think someone like Jasbunny (the guitar player) just sang. This time he did not want to. Also he did not want to pay for the drinks that he had stacked up in nobunnys name. What to do!?! Oh. lets get some paper and make a nobunny mask for the yolks singer to use while being faux bunny. amazingly enough, everything went over extremely well. tons of people cheering, dancing, screaming "You aren't NOBUNNY!" in the front row, Nathan/Fauxbunny screaming back at them to "SHUT THE FUCK UP IN THE FRONT ROW!@!!", sean having a blast and dan wishing he was nathbunny.
Now, one would think that could not be topped, but after parties can get a little outta HAND. especially when they involve roman candles that backfire. Once again i went to the van to nap whilst others went to a house full of loud people with irritable roommates.
I woke up relatively early with eight people wanting in the van at once. They had sullen faces. all of them. Which i thought is pretty strange cuz one of them had a box of donuts with em. Only after dan told me about being kicked out of the house at six in the morning because one of the yolks brought out a firework that exploded making a terribly loud noise and a terribly messy job of his hand did the upset moods make sense. Fun fun fun in the sun sun with us on the run run run. Back to Milwaukee for the wedding which we booked the entire tour around. new post? yes!

The first milly show and then some.

2009-08-22T13:05:00.001-07:00

Alex here again. dan does not want to write out any more blogs for the time being, which i totally understand bcuz the front seat is not at all fun when it comes to using seans laptop.
what have we listened to today? the dwarves! dolly mixture! something else and some stuff and now the descendents(im pretty sure they didnt spell their name correctly). oh yeah, dillard and clark. sean is D'in up the ipod of love.
SO! we left off at Justbunnies parents house. his dad had a guitar with a built in synthesizer of sorts where you could turn a nob which changed its tuning and made it to a twelve string and stuff. pretty crazy. apparently too crazy because they stopped making them right after the starting of making them. man i can vividly remember being in 7th grade math class talking about how awesome the descendents drummer is. years later he is still great.
i got this great picture of some painting justbunnies brother did of his family when he was a kid. too bad youll never see it. everyone is brown bcuz they used paper mache or something, but he painted his face white because he is white. made me giggle to the extreme. we had some beer his pops offered us then we took off (with justbunny driving his mombunnies car) to milwaukee for a basement show. basement shows in milwaukee are fun to the extreme. every time. milwaukee is known fer lots of beer and drinking. they have lots of bars and brewerys. they also have some sort of deal with these bars and brewerys where- the city stops selling beer at nine pm so the bars and brewerys will have more attendants. logical in a jerkish way.
we got to the city, people had to pee and lee had eight minutes to purchase some beer for errone. Marcos took a potty at a BK which in turn forced me to go potty in a bush behind a BK.
Everyone met up at the "vault"(one of the sixteen-thousand basements in Milly). Drinks and hugs were had, mayb not in that order. im real sleepy right now. elaboration! i bought two tall-cans to down so i may sleep on the way home and then was given the blog to finish. watch out for falling suck.
It was damn hot in the basement and i was unable to really get a good viewing of the Box elders. if you have not had the chance to get a good viewing of the box elders i highly suggest it. that drummer plays not only drums but also a keyboard. makes me look like a child sucking on a mammas tit. REFERENCEs will be had for all in the van! muahahahahahahaha. anyways that band is really great and i think sean and lee are gunna put out a tape soon. Yea BOY! bass...how low can you go!?
ummm...oddly enough it was the tightest show for me personally. i do believe it has something to do with not being on large stage ten feet away from my band members butts. very sweaty tho. the set ended with me walking up stairs making squishy sounds cuz there was a puddle of sweat in each of my shoes. Fever B made a video of a song from the show on U-tubey. silly. two tracks up that hill! Devo is on. have you guys checked out seans ipod? its got more space full of music than my entire pc has of everything combined. this is one of the few shows where i sold merchandise. feeling uncomfortably sweaty has been a problem for me in these past two years. silly. people liked nobunny is what dan says.
Sickly Justbunny and a few went back to his mums house to drop off the car and get some sleep. oh yeah! it was my turn for a "b-day" during the show and i got lots of stuff. shout out to logan for having a spiffy name, nice attitude and gifts! before people went to sleep everyone (minus sean and me) danced and made drunk jokes at some bar down yonder. while they were doing that i was at the van getting out smelly, smelly very smelly clothes to launder. During my pungent (thanks dan) journey three gentlmen crossed my path Two were pushing one along. That one was covering his head with a hand. When removed i spotted a copious (thanks books) amount of blood on the hand and head. About twenty seconds later a large fellow with a beer bottle tucked behind his back followed in pursuit. About ten seconds after that! another large fellow follwed him. But this man brandished his beer bottle like that of a knight on horseback staring down a jouster across the way. The first large fella witha bottle stopped near me and gave a few "im upset and drunk and large and also have a backwards hat" looks at me, while the other bottled boy walked urgently towards the three nonbottled guys. one of the NB'd (nonbottled) guys stopped to talk with the B'd (bottled) pursuer about how "this is fucked! We dont want to fight!!! You pushed us out!!!!" Oddly enough this worked and the B'd guy chasing em down turned around. Then the other guy looks at me again with his "WHAT DAWG!?" expression. i venture into the van where it is dark and there are no mean drunk bros. All of a sudden the two B'd fellows start running in the opposite direction of all this mess and i step out of the van to pick up some clothes that need a washin'. Finally and most confusingly, a NB'd black dude with one pant leg rolled up, started chasing the three "victims" up a hill and into the darkness. I grabbed my stuff and went inside. end scene and first night of Milly.

dtoit anndd errthang aftar.

2009-08-17T13:05:00.000-07:00

so we got a 9 hour drive to sacramento today then its back to real life. time to finish the stupid blog already. detroit was fun. we played with the bad sports, they were super sick and real nice guys to boot. bobby harlow's boys the pizzaz played as well and they were cool to. afterwards there was a party an it was pretty tight. then nobunny played! this was the first of our 5 or 6 shows with nobunny and it was the bomb every time. also the newspaper said we were nobunny's backing band, which delighted alex but did not delight nobunny.the girls bathroom had really sweet graffiti like "you are beautiful, it'll be ok" etc we met dan from the gories and i was like damn dude you rule all lame. there were french people. we stayed at the henchmen. dave buick scared the hell outta me. he cut all his hair off so i didnt know it was he and when i came outta the bathroom he maddogged me for a minute until i sheepishly said something like "if yer gonna hit me, tell me what for" and he let me know. whooo! the next morning jh from the henchmen made us healthy shake things that were good. then we went to a shitty hamburger stand that had good ice cream. me an lee got falafel. nubunny started to feel sick. uh oh nobunny, are you gonna get better or worse? we'll have to keep reading to see! then it was time to drive to kalamazoo to a record store i dont remember and then to louis trophy house. an all stained wood bar lavishly decorated with all kinds of animals lovingly murdered by mike, the manager or something. man that guy hates deer! everyone ate elk burgers and i ate nothing because what am i gonna eat there. billy chatted up the waitress in a way that kinda creeped me out, and told me a good joke. what did one vegan say to the next? this tastes like shit. the spellcheck does not recognize vegan. no one does really. so i drank my dinner and asked for seconds. we had the idea of saying it was seans birthday to get even more favorable treatment from the locals. so when we played we did just that an whatdoya know? a sparkler appeareed along with a shot of somethin for sean! we found out after tha the sweetheart responsible was our pal marcos from nobunny and the rockandroll adventure kids, who must have been sleeping in the van or something when we cooked it up. nobunny killed that night! everyoe loved us and them except one really angry guy from the angry punk band that played all angry before us. angry dancing is stupid. we stayed in a motel where alex backed in to a car a litlle. oops.k zoo? k zoo. the next morning we watched jackie chan ate birdfood as billy calls trailmix and drove off to lafayette what happened on the way there? sean told the funniest jokes and we just laughed and laughed. this day we were aligned correctly with the stars. when we wanted to watch a movie, we pulled over and both movies we wanted to see were just starting and we went to a thrift store and got all kinds of cool stuuf. an ava gardner autobiography, curtis mayfield and staples singers record an jax got a super creepy windup clown that i want. we saw gi joe and funny people and then bought the tape lee had been bitching about for two days..
this thrift store wasnt as exciting as this dan has made it sound. he really wanted to write more about how it was great, but he through keyboard just i. i cant read where or what typing im doing. this shit is really tuff. like king tuff, you know.? by the way, his is me, alex. oh yeah back to the stupid fucking thrift store. meanwhile at thriftys lee bought a dand wagoness/, that teenage fanclub record on tape and sean had bought the season 1 of lost fer a few bucks. i really ghave no idea or not if dam "the thrift store lover" bush wrote about the purchases i just listed but the thrift store is just so amazing and tuff. like king tuff. lets ge the hell outta this store.
we got to lafayette and this dude told us to park around back. dan went potty and saw some girl and girl goig down on the girl in the potty. i cant see what im typing, this sucks. sorry. later sean and i walked around this neat looking town wanting something to eat, but stuff was tuffly expensive so we ended up just eatig at the pub next to the place we were playing, which byt the way, is the only gay bar in town. fun huh/ speaking of gay, the doorman at the club had a big crush on justbunny. it made me laugh. i wet potty next dorr then came back to watch one or two episodes of lost. super totally rad tuff, yo. then this chick had a group of people aorund her and took her shirt off and some jerk from some jerk band had written their set list on her back. i didnt see it, but i heard it was funny. like funny people but more funny cuz it envolved poeple i knew not adam jerkler. i really didnt like the show, i played like shit, and was really bored. dan was drunk and loved it. that same no shirt chick was extremely drunk and was on stage trying to play tambo. it was pretty whack. we stayed at someones house, they had some cute ass kitty is what sean told me the next day. i missed out. whack whack. i woke in the back of the van, dan was in the next seat and had both doors wide open. these neighbors of the place we partied at were being little bitches complaining about usstaying up all late and being party animals. mel and tim is on right now, shit is goooood. people took showers and dan and i drank a few beers.yummy in my tummy at ten in the mornny.
oh DAMNNNN. Sooooo we woke up to billy from nobunny or someone telling us that they had crashed their van at four in the am. it was crazy cuz they need a van, you know? or did they, cuz we had room in ours! weeee! we got packed up, drove to the crash site, picked up just and jasbunny then went to the GM place where marcos was taking one hell of a coffee. much was packed into our van, including boys, men, bunnies, someone elses guitar, bags and god knows what else. we needed to get to justins mothers house which was three hours away in chiago. it turned into a sven hour drive cuz there is a dumb amount of work going on with their roads. boring. boring. fun coffee. 00 .
a day or two has gone by since i "wrote" this. im going to apologize for the cussing and terrible typing. it gets crazy bright in here and you cant really see the screen on the laptop. also i get annoyed very easily. imma publish this and get onto a new day. i love you all.

the inevitable letdown of post roburrito's

2009-08-12T13:47:00.000-07:00

they showered us with rose petals at rob's house! it was crazy. they had tic tacs and mints (for the makeout party) but nobody kissed anybody they weren't expecting to (as far as i know). i know you heard already but it bears repeating. YAY Rob and Tyler's house!!!! after that we went somewhere else. somewhere not magical. where was it again? columbus ohio, to play cafe bourbon street with our pals Daycreeper, who were just dandy. i was so hungry! also i felt really sad and awkward all day, what was that all about? maybe i was just hungry. so when we got there we were stoked cuz that place feeds you proper! since i was half crazed with hunger and crippling depression i ordered some crazy thing because it had two hot dogs in a bun. it's sometimes called a double dog, but only in my kitchen. anyway since i didnt read the fine print i didnt know it came with cole slaw and barbecue sauce all over it. i scraped it off and ate my double dog plain, which was fine. the vegan chili is super tight too. so we played to almost nobody and almost nobody cared but we turned a few heads and made some scratch from our merch. after many free drinks and apologies we loaded up with 2 six packs of tall cans (free from the bar) and headed to our friend La UU Ra's house which is more of a castle, because she is royalty in some country you've never heard of.just playin. so we chatted til the wee hours and went to sleep. all in all it was a cool night, but we we're like "yo where nobunny at?"

Jacquie says

2009-08-10T14:43:00.000-07:00

I flew into new york Saturday evening and met up with the dudes at the show. I brought my homegirl Grace (love u) n right away something great happened, the lovely Marty Hard of San Francisco is there! Great surprise for me. Marty rulez! He’s funny and great and a good frienda ah alla us. Marty’s band the saucy jacks play, they r super poppy and upbeat. Then there was another band. I think they were gypsies? Kinda sounded natural and I forget their name? They were nice, the singer was pretty and her hair was long. Dan and I talked about her leggings and if she considered them pants. Then make-out party played and I guess they agreed to rock and they had a great set, everyone was dancey and having fun. Especially me n Marty, we were totally the best dancers and the most fun. After that Grace and I had a dance party all by ourselves. We stayed at Allies. What a sweetie pie she is! She cut Dan and Lees hair and stayed up late to hang out even though she had work early. Babe. Next morning we headed out to Roburritos burrito shop in Dallastown, PA, it was so yummy! They have a lot of unusual hot sauces, fun. We headed over to Robs after the meal, Rob is tight. He has like over 50 Mopeds and theyre all pretty hes very friendly, and he really gives great hospitaliano. Theres was tons more food, lots of candy, balloons all over the place, tonsa drinks. So awesome. Rob has a pool Lee, Dan and I took a dip. It’s fun to try to surf in the pool with ur boogie board, you gotta practice a lot though and you might not get it at first. Then Bob came down from heaven with lots rain and gusts of wind! Uh oh, all the bands loaded all their equipment whch was set up outside into Robs awesome house/ THEN the biggest gust of wind blew in and carried a giant umbrella 50 feet in the air and into the neighbors yard, it was wild!! ruWhile it was raining outside we watched this really great scooter and skateboard movie from the 80s. They had the hottest stunts, they jumped off the curb stuff like that., EXTREME. Also Rob had a giant book of baby animals, its tight! Everyone loved it but especially me. Rob told me he tore out the best picture in the book that its some crazy kitten, man I wanna c that, bomb.
a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/jankieflemmerz/?action=view¤t=a136795bcbbe__1249838784000.jpg" target="_blank"> Saucy Jacks played after it stopped raining. Then Make out party, there were lotsa bubbles, Rob threw tons of rose petals all over the stage and it was beautiful, magical setting. The cops came cuz someone called about the noise, and theyre like no bigs just wrap it up in like 30, 45 minutes. They were the good Pennsylvania cops, it was weird! The show was awesome and everyone had a really time dancing and singing a long. It was tight, one of the best days of my life. Later on me and Dan had a Dr. Mario challenge and Aaron from sausy jacks was trying to challenge us. He was aight, then I schooled him on the last game, booya! I played for a minute and I really suck now. I hear Rob rules hes ranked like 6th or 20th or something awesome and impressive like that. He rules 4 real. Robs house makes you feel so good as long as creepy outta towners arent trying to grind you or touch your face or keep trying to make gay love to you, those people are not the majority. Everyone was really nice there. Did I mention it was tight? Alex n Marty went on a long moped ride and had an awesome time! Some girl called Dan a racist while he was celebrating Chinese culture, whatever girl. We had an awesome top 40’s dance party and sean danced :o) Rob and Alex made everyone a bomb breakfast and we took off. Someone stole my shoes!! No bigz.

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get yo money up

2009-08-08T16:13:00.000-07:00

lee wants us to "mindmeld like those guys on star trek" and all write this blog together. he's spouting stream of consciousness at me right now over Keri Hilson singing her next hit (next month or somethin) "get yo money up". so sean drove and drove forever til we got close to new york and lee took over, drove to the city got muthafuckin dizzy drovin in circles man drove in circles til we made it to the right city took the bridge to brooklyn we made fans all the time we got to the club just right theres probably, there was probably 50, 50 people there. how'd you know? i dunno. i'm not sure if this mind meld things working. did you put, are there typos. no misinformation, scandalous shit to get us knee deep. sheeeit. im a mixed up kid. we're all mixed up right. yeah. im a warrior. your a trailblazer. rrrraaawwww/ JUST FOLLOW ME FUCKERS. (singing) ate some falafel today. watched some jiggle bunnies. m. m. m. m. m. lik. lik. lik. mmmm. goosebutters lick lick lick that was weird.

Ooopsi

2009-08-07T14:08:00.000-07:00

okiedoke..lee here .. sumwhere....? i dunno where exactly..think civil war battle fields..east coast .planet earth,usa
... from there we drove and we drove from 'bama to hotlanta! it was pretty excitin goin to play a town where which we have never been to as thee. not the whole time ..but fer a few minutes as we saw the skyline appear we knew we were in for a treat. playing with the customers was cool cus a local band actually showed up n they had pretty friends.i think it was due to the moon being full . danos dad gordon along w/ cuz came to the show too...with a pizza! yummy cheese!!i washed mine down with sum good ol fashioned black label beer..delicious. since gordon was there he inspired me to call home to check in with thee fam..i left a message..im alivee!! i also attempted to appologize fer my drunk dial to ck but she didnt answer...so i probably left another not quite as strange but odd message any ways..goodtymes..later i found out it wasnt even her birthday ! hahahaha....fun nee!
....we played to sum kids of drinking age n then left to spend the nite at gordons. his mansion of a cabin is one of our fav places to crash..it smells of shop class n u can see stars forever. dano n decided to have a nite cap of sum colt 45...we did n had a much needed heart to heart ..i slept on a couch and woke up to denise gordons wife making a lunch date. soon enough gordon was in the kitchen to whip up sum breakfast ie his world famous biscuits n gravy baby!! we all bathed n sum even did laundry. we parted the wrong way off the dirt road into our unknown immediate future...we turned around n found sum drank drink at home depot er sumplace like that. i guess sean n dan have beeen hyped fer it cus its an anti energy drink ..slow yo roll.. thats their trade marked slogan, i think. i felt compelled to drink it instantly without askin seans permission..it sloooowed maa rooolll. i was in and out of conciousness..i tripped out on a spider n the back seat fer sum unknown reason..it didnt exist. the can sed not to exceed more than 2 can in 24 hrs..i believe dan drank 3.............drive drive drive to boone nc....we just made up joke after joke all day n nite broughtto u by boone....too many to list here...u had 2 booone there! aye...the record store was fun...everyone seeme d to like us n we made sum gas monies...we went back to selinas for our late but much needed din din n sum beers...she read our tarot cards..that was trippy but fun n pretty positive id say....we went fer a walk to a park to go swingin'...i decided to bring my skateboard or show boat as dan likes to call it...ummm...it was real fun..n fast...n rocky!! appallachion mts our crazy like 4 loko!no joke i got jacked....i left to clean my wounds...the boys found my glasses! yay!...we then went swingin n off to bed...the next mornin selina made us buttery pancake goodness n we parted ways down the upside of thee mountain n off to nyc !! big apple...,mmmmmm apples..food is good.

Sheffield Alabama Church of The Psychedelic Goat

2009-08-07T12:19:00.000-07:00

So i have to write this blog because i should be the one to explain why i leapt from the front seat in order to choke Lee, leading Alex to use the angriest angry man voice I have heard him use ("DAN!!!! STOP!!!!!), but I won't bother. Suffice to say I'm missing a pair of Raybans and Lee underestimated how upset it made me, while voicing his opinion on the matter. Usually this is the part where I ask everyone "what happened on the way to sheffield?" but i don't wanna, cuz I'd havta be all "so what else happened on the way to sheffield besides me wanting to kill Lee for a minute?" and i feel shy ok? we made up quick and then had the broiest brodown of my life a few days later, but ima make someone else tell that one. the olde towne tavern in sheffield alabama is a hot little hot bar with a wood cutout you can stick two heads through, painted in the likeness of Mr and Mrs Frankenstein or a disco dancing couple, depending on which side you use. Alex and Sean made a pair of perfect pair pics, which, if i can figure out how, we'll put up on this here bloggy. The bar was empty, but the couple of locals there were super nice and said wait around a bit for some more people. It was dollar taco night at the bar, which means your boy dan has to find his own dinner. as nachos, fries and nacho cheese and onion rings were the available non meat fare for the evening, i opted to wander the streets in search of a diner with all day breakfast. it was getting dark and the tiny old town was a weird mix of antique stores obviously owned by old ladies and smelled like too much potpoirri, vacant lots with backhoes and scattered stacks of wood, and post-apocalypse main st disneyland. i went in a vacant rotted out house with just the beams left for the roof, but it was dark and i bet they got meth in sheffeild so i split. for dinner it was mcdonalds cheeseburgers with fries instead of meat. i should have done that with the dollar tacos at the bar, but i felt shy ok? so by the time i got back, there were people there and everyone either knew eachother or were getting to know thee four people they didn't. it was super friendly and strangely sad at first. this one super pretty girl who told me where the mcdonalds was ("riite dayown thuh straieght") ended up living over that place and had dark circles under her eyes to prove it. she made sure i knew she didn't like me before i knew she'd formed an opinion. i really did just wanna eat something. on to the show! opening was megan jean and the kfb. the kfb was a guy who called himself burn. sadly he had not met his crash, or heard of that movie probably. they were strange. she was like a white girl Odetta with torn up stockings and a tamborine around her ankle mic'd. he was a classically trained cellist who played a standup bass with a bow and called himself burn. they were pretty good. he scratched and rubbed the strings in a way that made it sound like a screeching distorted guitar with little hip hop scratch flourishes then feedback swells during a cover of Iggy Pop's i wanna be your dog. Cool. so after that we got up and started jokin around a lil and played one song before sean's string broke. damn! we forgot our backup guitar on this trip (twice) and it's bit us in the ass 3 times already. i'm about to take advantage of that 30 day no questions asked refund guitar centers got. so i say "thank you goodnight" and walk to the bar for a beer. then we thought to play kitty while sean changed the strings. that we did, afterwards realizing how short kitty is. we repeated this blunder in boone but even funnier. we were so funny in sheffeild though! people laughed alot at all our jokes! they played along! a 50 year old drunk took the mic to sing unintelligible gibberish with a very serene and sleepy look on his face. I dedicated 2ez2luvu very specifically to one girl (hi Hannah!), who was standing next to her husband (sorry curt!) who i would kiss in a minute (curt not hannah) and we would all stay with later. they we're super cool! the bar has no stage and the sheffeild crew (Satan's Youth Ministers) have no problem gettin right in there and party-cipating! funny fun! they were all "sow where yall's stayin anight?" and we're all like "like totally yer house dude!" and they were like "hayull yeeuh liddle buddies!" tight! so after we left there, we went to the church of the psychedelic goat where they lived. we had some beers and a dance party and shirtless dan in wig and beret time, which led to loud cries of "CLOTHBACKS GO HOME!" (by me) until we had shirtless man time. that was for nick and macha and i said so to a bewildered curt that night. curt is the opposite of a clothback dudes, you'd love that guy! then lee decided to call up his sweetie CK to wish her a happy birthday, complete with said non clothbacks yelling the appropriate nonsense in the back. her birthday was like a week later. oops. so now we gotta get even more naked dudes and really scream our heads off i guess. happy birthday CK! whenever that may be. so when the gay got boring we watched funny youtube videos and went to sleep (after a moderately short top 40 rant) it was tight. next morning alex curt and i woke up and went to the grocery store where we met up with lee sean and justin who by some miscommunication and weirdness didn't know we were going and had the same idea. also me and sean are totally eye to eye on what song we should play next like every time. then we went to atlanta right? right.

Sweaty Heat Has Mercy...I Don't. Kablamo!

2009-08-06T10:05:00.000-07:00

It's been really humid lately which imma attribute to our lack of blogs. sweaty heat makes me upset and lazy. ooo, i just found a great title for this blog. Btw, imma throw a quick apology out to anyone who has stepped into our van in the last couple days. mad smell, yo. anyways onto the ol' what happened and where.
it is now thursday but i guess im just to write about monday night and possibly tuesday morn, depends on how much laundry we can get done here at gordons (dans pop).
i dont remember too much about the drive to new allins, just some extremely lengthy bridges (sean and i saw an alligator in one of the swampy areas below!) and trying to get through sixty or so nrbq songs before the arrival (we did!). and speaking of arriving, that is easily what i remember most. it felt like we were driving into the heart of early 90's nwa songs. click click blah-ow. after feeling a lil scared we went into the bar, which was home to three dogs (one being a six foot rot [(also scary)]), one bartender and like two dudes. when i walked in they were all watching shrek and said that our playing the show was news to them. weee! lee found a poster outside which confirmed our suppose-d show. dan was hungry, sean was sleepy, lee was anxious, and i lost my wallet. dan and i walked up and down some streets lookin fer a food establishment, didnt find anything except lee on his skateboard(sean had found my wallet says lee). we started walkin back and lee took off then yelled, "DAN!" "DAAAAN!" he had found it! nummers!. it was a bar with some chill catfish/burger stuffs. it was okay and lee ate most of my half of the burger. i still owe him for half. sucker.
getting back, sean was still asleep and the pharmacy, who had set up the show, and asked to borrow everything but me showed up (to everyones amazement with a car full of gals) drinking a gallon of four loko. oof. oh yeah, they informed us that people dont show up til twelve or so in new allins. we watched the girls tag walls while dan and i talked to scotty who was really rad. he reminded me of coomers but not drunk(i really enjoy you too koom). show started once lee and co made a mic stand outta a broom, cinderblock and three makeout party stickers. people and doggies kept walkin in like they said they would. pretty neat. the pharmacy played pretty pop stuff and were minus one keyboardist. didnt think the nirvana song was all that bad. weee. i spilt and broke all of my drinks while setting up in this tiny bar full of people and large tables (awesome plus for having a street fighter two arcade) and then we played. i wasnt having a great time, but everyone else was getting their swag on and swaagging onto others swag. good stuff. we ended the show and took off with the boys and gals to get some beer. a cop at the store said we should live in the slums if we get rich and not buy crazy amounts of expensive stuff so the slummers dont know we are rich. it was insightful. sort of. we went to a house, dan was already there somehow and i went to the kitchen and drank on a stool while they were all screamin about fuego on the dance floor. people went to sleep rather early for stating that happenings dont happen til at least twelve. i went to the van which was a stupid mistake because i woke up drenched in more sweat than i am after a show. i also woke up to dan trying to help this older fellow out with mowing his lawn. dan was unsuccessful, which was probably better for all.
"which house is it!?" he says. I says "i remember it being the one before the stop sign." ten minutes later he is back all pissy. "ive been knocking for ten minutes!!" iz go to the house he is knocking at and tell him that this house is not the house. it also says FOR RENT next to the door. late nights are fun. so he gets a beer across the street (im starting to really enjoy colt 45) and we talk about adventures. someone else can take on this days writing task i need some more coffee. bye bye all!
love, alex.

PEANUT BUTTER!!!!

2009-08-03T10:23:00.000-07:00

so we rolled through the checkpoint like nothing, the danger strangers kept cool and got through too after they were searched and interrogated and had the dogs check 'em out. no big thang!
so we drove and drove and drove and finally got to austin after a couple time changes that got us there a few hours later than we wanted but the club didn't seem to mind. the first band didn't show up so we played and it was fun for us! hopefully the 10 people there had fun too, we couldn't really tell. but sue showed up (she took the photos on our album and she just opened a vegan diner-type-deal in austin!), it was nice to see her! and lindsay showed up and gave us a place to stay which was very hospitable. alex and i were loading the van and this drunk guy came up and asked if we needed a house to stay at. we said we already had a place and he seemed genuinely offended that we didn't take him up on his offer. austin hospitality! but we slept in a very nice. clean, cool house and swung on swings in the front yard in the middle of the night, it was nice!
we woke up, burgered it up, took showers and now we're on our way to new orleans!
this blog is not really that good. it's just a this happened, then this happened type of deal. i'm sorry there's no feeling in it. but to make up for it here is a list of emotions we've felt recently: delirium, excited, self-conscious. smitten, horny, frustration, confusion, love, hate, happy, hot (not really an emotion, but still a feeling), scared, lost, a little sad, extremely sad, longing, regret, upset stomach, hungry, full, hoongra, shitty, bewildered, apathetic, chingy, satisfied, camaraderie, nauseated, dirty, clean, swingy, drunk, high (dan climbed a tree), nervous, worried, disloyal, ecstatic, unsure, wet, twitchy, freaky, strange, out of place, out on the side, angry, hungry, queefy, beefy, gassy, dry, thirsty, gross, murderous, scanda-less, shy, stupid, embarrassed, naked, alone, jealousy, home-sick, sympathetic, late bewildered, bemused and wang-tastic ... these are the feelings we can share with each other without it getting too weird.

Beefy Q tour 2009

2009-08-02T11:57:00.000-07:00

We don't remember anything funny on the way to Tuscon. But right now is so funny! Oh if we could type the stuff we're talkin about now! Oh my Bob! Heartless and hilarious is the only way. Beefy Q! The first show was super tight. We played at the Hotel Congress in Tuscon which had a fire that ended up gettin John Dillinger caught back in the day. We got there early and got 10 bucks comped towards dinner, which was delicias. I chose the oven baked brie sandwich with red peppers artichoke and some kinda fruity vinegar concoction. It was aight. The eggplant bisque was better. The boys got (what else?) burgers, which were burgers. So we sat around and drank too much coffee cuz we weren't awkward enough yet. When people started to show up me an Ally were good and wired. SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT: Lee misses all the burger girls, but he doesnt want to name any of you. how fucked is that? First up was us because the danger strangers weren't there. We played a lttle jittery but it was pretty tight. After we played travis an matt from the funky fresh knockout pills played their first show as The Unlikely Sons. They were fucking awesome. Tight harmonies and extremely smart songs, just how you'd expect with surprises. After that it was the danger Strangers, who played a little hot little set that was way more diverse then i thought it would be. They got motorhead in there and all kindsa stoner rock really. It was dope. Then was Lenguas Largas, who make you feel cool and detached but involved. They funky, and bust out crazy guitar sounds to keep up your head. Super dope show right? right. It was super dope. then we got a room comped and invited the dead into our souls because its haunted and that's what you do in those places. I was perfectly content with my possession, but Lee wanted to hold hands in a circle to help the evil take over. I was all "seance? more like GAYANCE! get it?!" then we went to sleep. But not before Matt asked if we wanted to record in the world famous coma cave the next day! nards yeah! we said. so we went to bed with sugarplums...the next day we woke up, showered and got to work. The coma cave has a pool! how tight is that? its so hot there. we decided to record our resonars inspired song with the resonars man in the resonars studio while we wore our resonars t shirts. but wait it gets even cooler. Matt totally wrote and sang a harmony on said song! oh snap son! it sound like him! because it is! so yeah whatever thats just whats up now. he be playin the guitar solo on tuesday and then its in the mail dawgie!! we'll put it up when we get it, i cant wait! so we had to rush that recording cuz we had to drive to las cruces to play with our pals the danger strangers and another band who's name i got but forgot later. damn, sorry guys,we were pretty beery. but you was aight. then the dangerboys played and they was tight, but me an ally were bein lazy outside cuz sometimes you just don't care. RIP Uncle Tommy. By then i was on a good one and ready to fuck wit dat guitar a lil bit. i didnt know it felt the same way about me.. in the middle of one song i hit my thumb on the pickup selector, which is missing the plastic thingie, cutting the nards out of my thumb. blood everywhere! hooray! everyone loves blood! we played two songs too many cuz i'm an idiot. Ally totally said to stop at the right time, but i see that blood ya know? anywho, it was a hot little hot little show. we stood around outside after. playing top forty loudly and shouting get your pigeon! to the tune of get your swag on by soulja boy tellem. it was fun. then a young transient by the name of kira hendon invited us to stay at the house where her ruffles truck home was parked and we took her up. after a lengthy rant to the locals about the wonders of american top 40 we were off. I guess it was an after party cuz it was fun, but maybe not because we brought all the fun. but! lucky me, Kate showed up and we got a foosball game going! yay foosball. Kate is some kind of witch or spawn of the devil or something, because girls aren't good at foosball and stuff, duh! so theres no way she could just school my ass over and over unless there was some black magic involved. but i romped on all her homies yo, don't worry. they know whats up with the anaheim foos over there in lost causes new mexico. then most of us went to bed wink wink nudge nudge. i slept in the aforementioned ruffle chips truck home thingie. it was aight. today i awoke to Lee crouched over in the street, mourning the loss of a recently acquired and more recently destroyed 32 oz bottle of a tapatio like hot sauce. we were counting on this to get us through all these non mexican food havin places. damn. after that we got good cheap breakfast and dropped off our new friend who's name i don't know at her house in el paso and we're on our way to austin to play again. right now we're pullin up to the checkpoint they got here to make sure we dont got any fruit or mexicans in here. i think we maybe have an apple. but i really wanna eat it later!
booyah! just rolled through that checkpoint bullshit like barriers i run right through em used to em. however the danger strangers got pulled over and hopefully they aint gettin rolled up...when the cops asked if we were with them we said no.

ON THE ROAD AGAIN (1st hour of USA tour 2009)

2009-07-31T13:16:00.000-07:00

near death experiences = 1.5
cookies eaten = 15
cookies left = 200ish
harlem tape played = 2.5 times
tapes sequenced = 1
inside jokes told = many
amount of unexpected $ dan got before = $100
times lee lied to my mother = 1
times we thought we got lost = 3.5
times lee's gotten lost = 1
awkward moments = a lot
miles to indio = 58
guitars forgotten = 1
guitars borrowed = 1 (thanks tracy!)
burgers eaten = 1

and here's a new song called "a sincere and heartfelt tribute to disneyland's jungle cruise adventure"...tell somebody!

best wedding ever (last day of tour)

2008-07-24T09:29:00.000-07:00

So as you may or may not know, thee makeout party has had our hands in some celebrity romance this year! yup, being big fans of VH1, Flisted.com and all sorts of po(o)p culture, we thought we'd try a little mind control ourselves. Just kidding, but really, Pat and Debora, who's wedding we played, totally bonded over us when they first met! Cute! Do you know how we met Debora? Sean saw her on the freeway and recognized her from Romeo Void so he pulled over when she got gas! what a creep! but he gave her a CD and she liked it, and when the fates decided to cross her path with Pat's, he was armed and ready with a love of thee makeout party all his own, booyah! How did we meet Pat, you ask? well, he's a beach boys fan, so naturally when he heard about The Explorer's Club he had to go check it out. After missing us at our show with them in LA, Pat, being the sweet dude he is, got invited to a party the next day which happened to be at Alex's house! he saw us and loved us! They totally fell in love after that! It's so sweet! you should see those two, they all lovey dovey an whatnot. speaking of in love, have you heard devon williams? So we were offered the honor of performing at their wedding and we got paid like mad cash, son! Also Pat is all into recording and he wanted to give us a special present. He got a portable 8-track reel to reel right when he first started getting down and it changed his life! So now he wants us to hang on to it and get our start the same way he did with the same machine (only with more good kharma). What a precious baby lambakin he is! Thank you Pat and Debora! So when we got to the Four Season's in Fresno, they already had pizza and buckets of beer for us, along with 2 rooms right next to the pool! oh it was sweet! i ate like 6 slices of pizza and drank about 4 glasses of ranch. you can call me Drank or Danch if you like, i'm known to answer to both. I prefer Drank. So we relaxed and lagged and soundchecked a little and lagged some more, the we all got real pretty and went to the wedding. a wedding! go to a different bar every night for a month and a half for at least 5 hours, then go to a wedding and see if you don't feel the opposite of how you did. it was awesome. i'd forgotten that audacity were not the youngest people on earth, this place actually had children inside. It was awesome. I love weddings, even though they make me think about how i'm a selfish, destructive idiot with no hopes of ever getting over my bullshit long enough to be able to make a life with someone. They're so romantic! I liked when i had to go cry in the bathroom and then come out and be "the kid in the band" again, oh Bob, how i wanted to die! Really a beautiful ceremony. They had their own vows, which to me, is dangerous territory, to me. but it wasn't even cheesy (although i'm not a good judge of these things) it was hardcore! after they kissed and had their first dance there were the best man/woman speechs then a lil intro and then yours truly. It was scary! i knocked over my glass of champagne before we even played! that is scary! We didn't know what Uncle John was gonna think, much less Grandma, cousin Steve and lil Elisa. But they dug it! Hooray! We rocked like 3 generations at once, brah, sappenin? The flower girl grabbed the mic before we started and was all like "everybody DANCE!" just like Prince and then everyone did. I couldn't sing (my voice is still gone)but it didn't matter cuz Alex was holdin it DOWN back there. Alex is like 5 or 6 different drummers, did you know that? it's true, we get down all kindsa ways i can't explain in a blog. This night, Ally was keepin the Psycho caveman thing you all love so much in check, leavin the beats open for little RnB, funk flourishes that most drummers never hear (most drummers suck). Both of Devon's drummers are good though. But not as good as Mighty Alex! He's like Thor, you know, other drummers will try to borrow sticks, but they can't lift them off the ground, only the Holy Son of Odin has the right. So after my voice really started to go, we took a little break and came back fer the second set, which was just like the first ony without the nerves cuz we already were havin fun. Fun Fun Fun! After that it was all Jacuzzi's and good vibes before a lovely sleep in comfy ass beds. I'm sorry for wanting to be comfortable all the time. I like eating and sleeping, myself. I know it's not punk, alright? Don't I have enough punk points yet? Seriously though. I used to justify my bloggin with the fact that everyone else in the band did it, and then i said "well it's cuz i got these long drives and nothing to do" but i'm home now, not driving, and all i wanna do is listen to Devon Williams and blog. So, it's just gonna get more embarrassing. I hope i don't end up with the longest blog of all time. everyone will know what a self absorbed, boring person i am! oh no...

SF dayshow and Oak early the next morning (jerks)

2008-07-20T16:46:00.001-07:00

after batman we totally woke up devon and forced our hyper asses into his sisters tiny living room. He's such a sweetie that'n. We giggled like schoolgirls fer a while and fell asleep. in the morning we slept til later and then got up to go to breakfast. it was a hippy spot like any other on haight street, chalkboard specials, and coloredy stuff everywhere. i.t was ok but pricey and filled me twice so whatevs. then we split up from devon and farted around til showtime. well, actually two hours before showtime cuz the guardian LIED to us. thats what responsible people do with bands they don't know, did you know that? yeah, they'll tell you to show up way early so when you're super late it's not a big deal. not a bad idea overall, but damnit, we are a punctual band! we're always early to everything you bastards! anyway, the show was awesome except we sucked. no one seemed to notice though, but still we didn't change any lives that evening. everyone had a great time and then it was off to the ghostown gallery in oakland where the first thing i see upon entering is Omar from apache fighting with the doorman, who says to him "what band are you in?" to which he replies "thee makeout party!" and the doorguy says "well you're never playing here again". and off they go. this is maybe why when the crappy college funk band was playing, the singer (may or may not have) been flipping me off for a verse, before saying(for sure) "this was sposed to be our last song but F it, let's show these out of town bands how oakland do" and playing forever again. they sucked and were super mean. I saw greg ashley play a little downstairs but somehow forgot who he was and made an ass of myself by the end of the night. we didn't play til like 230 and everyone had left. us and nobunny just switched back and forth between songs and were silly. it was depressing cuz we expected a party and a half but nobunny is a special thing so it was super fun anyway. afterwards we slept in the van in front of michelle's house and audacity went home! aawww! we kinda hugged and stuff but it was weird. i love those guys so much and we got to know eachother a little better and all that good stuff, but you know tours crazy and you're not quite you on vacation anyway so who knows who i met. too bad the parents aren't reading anymore. i was gonna tell'em how proud they should be again.

The best day ever...

2008-07-20T16:11:00.001-07:00

We met up with Fever B in a new mustang! hell yeah, Fever B! the 'Stang!! Truck yeah!! Fever B is my songwriter faborida. the Fever's rule and so does Skipper. Pretty perfect little baby pop songs with ridiculously efficient and sad lyrics. He sings super wussy with the girls singin tough and it works like gangbusters. I especially like "When it's over" the best song ever. that's why i like it so much. He also got stuff that you don't get to hear yet but take it from me sucka, it's G O O D! oh my, "pop punk love"? "Don't you worry bout it"? oh me! sorry for bragging. so we rolls out in the stang and heads to the bay. when we gets there they all be shoppin so i just chills. thens some stuffs goes down and we heads over to devrokkens show. we cannot play here and i am a jerk for not recognizing homeboy from infrasonic and the starlite desperation, but they are not funny anyway. sorry. so we goofs around an i loses my wallet but i finds it an then me n DeepV n some other guy who's name started with D started a band that had alex texting me to tell to shut up while we played. he didin't know it was me, he just knew it was stupid. but stupid FUN, dearest alex, fun. So after the crowd dispersed and we calmed the riots down a little it was time to get to the real reason today was the best day ever...The Starlite Desperation!! just kidding The Dark Knight!!!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!! YAY!!! Hell Yeah! This is gonna be so good, oh wait that's tonite when i see it again with all my friends! but it was so good at midnight in oakland, with an occasional outburst from an overexcited audience member. (I was hoping for a crowded theatre full of loud black people, sorry) rowdy theatres rule! i got to see army of darkness with my brother when i was little and everyone in there were crazy metalheads to me. it was cool! anyway Batman is reall cool and this is easily the best comic movie ever made, which still isn't saying much. But Homeboy kicked the crap out of jack nicholson's weird family ass. Jack wanted to be cool jack and heath deadger (too soon?) wanted to be the joker. Heath wins! He crazy as all getout! So lovely. Did you read The Killing Joke by Alan Moore? it's one of those things you give to someone who doesn't like comics and change them for life. I'd bet 5 daughters Heath read that thing and liked it. he's fun knee! sorry for missing Starlite Desperation and Desperation Wallflower, but we had extra tickets, yo! you should have gone! and screw you AJ for not answering your phone, you jerk. Frak your stupid date, Slack Mafia's in town and Batman's out at midnight, WTF? Anyway it doesn't matter because the joker is so cool. i actually stayed awake! Snap we're almost home!

santa cruz fun day with weird night show in monterey

2008-07-20T13:38:00.000-07:00

Matts sister lives next to the boardwalk and she works there so after graciously allowing us to wake her up at 430 and stink up her extra room with our filth and disease, then cook an amazing breakfast that had real waffles, grapes and banannas, a blueberry muffin loaf, orange juice some stuff i fergot i'm sure, and all kindsa dead pig for you depraved mudering sick caveman athiest freaks out there, she took us over there and slapped on some wristbands that entitiled us to a full day of whatever we wanted to do at one of the ten largest theme park kinda things in america attendancewise, or so they say. King Neptune's somethin or other used to be a huge indoor pool and the acrobats would perform above people swimming? i think thats what the wall said. the wall also di.vided the history of the place in 3. prefire, postfire, and post Disney. RUFF RUFF RUFF! rather than resist the daunting challenge Walt Disney had placed on these types of shanty establishments santa cruz got wise and tried to clean up its act. nice try santa cruz, you jankie! it was cool, i watched crap chinese ballet that impressed my inner redneck thoroughly, saw the really old brass ring merry go round (thats when you can reach out once per time around to this arm and grab a ring to throw in the clowns mouth. cool!) Just about the time that got boring I got a call from Matt sayin he ran into...DRUMROLL PLEASE...Devron Winksmith and Associates! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! So we gave them our wristbands and went on our way. I managed to creep out one of Derby's many many sisters in the 2 seconds we spoke, sorry Doven. But the sisters of Deebo are plentiful, fair and both kind and likewise to the eyes, long may his family thrive. Off we went to a strange forest that was like any other forest except it was near the beach and had sand next to the little river. it was cool until sean called and said get down here so thats what we did. when we got there thomas was running up and down the street in my jacket yelling nonsense and we found a good parking spot. alex liked the drummer from the first band the shivas, who were all like 17 but the drummer was like 14. they were good. i'm trying to retype what got lost and i wrote this one real good last time. i dont even wanna any more. read justine by the marquis de sade and apply it to making fun of an old drunk guy yourself.

drive to nowhere

2008-07-20T12:43:00.000-07:00

So we're driving and driving we stop and whos there? Deville Dubya! That's right, again! We are destined to be together forever. Devil was all "i'munna get food in ashland we should eat there." so we did and it looked crazy expensive but the menu was just stupid and the guy there (Gepetto's) with the pony tail was a jerk who was not funny no matter what he thought. we learned about chacha which is my new best friend sorry alcohol. the waitress who Dervish and I gave a hard time was new and it was funny, because she hadn't had a million morons berate her with that sort of crap yet. poor waitresses. everyone told me i ordered the eggplant sandwich so thats what i got but i thought i ordered the grilled tofu burger cuz that sounded bomb and i'd just had an eggplant sandwich the day before but i am retarded so it's very possible i said eggplant sandwich. after that we split up and planned on meeting back up with apache who i forgot to mention had been tagging along since seattle. lee took them inn the van an we went in the impala to drive around forever lost until 4 or something in the morning when we finally got to matt's sister's house. around midnight apache called and said no room at the inn. i said motel but everyone was being crazy and stupid and wouldn't listen to me. ha ha ha! we got to matt's sisters and slept in an empty room. i drooled so much and it smelled so bad. and i had sean's jacket on cuz mine was in the van. sorry sean. i was sick! my throat hurt alot strangely, where it usually doesn't hurt. and we'd been driving fifteen hours lost til late at night it makes you crazy. i tried to get a hotel but matt's pull to his sister was a brute force of nature and his secret agenda undermined my attempts to get a mutiny going. it was so gross though, my drool. my whole face and arm would be wet and when i'd raise up there'd be strings of slime from one to the other. id go to the bathroom and wash my face but it doesn't matter your still gross and just gonna do it again.

Portland again. at the East End

2008-07-20T12:16:00.000-07:00

So i think i put that the satyricon didn't feed audacity but they didn't feed us either, it was this bar that only fed us (WTF guys?). Anyway the east end had really good food that i already wrote about and they wouldn't give audacity any which i have now written a third time. Audacity wasn't sposed to even play i guess so maybe thats why. sean just told me. after that audacity made everyone really mad, cuz they kept sneaking in. and it was this night that the guy was on the mic in our set. i would be upset too, i guess. i've never had a bar. but i have had a good time watching audacity upset a few. we played and who cares and we got paid and we went to sleep in the same hotel room as before. whomp whomp.

Satyricon Portland

2008-07-20T04:00:00.000-07:00

As I write this from the posh hotel Debora (Romeo Void, WHAT?) and Pat put us up in, Audacity are home safe and sound. do you know what that means? that means most of my readership is gone. Why would their parents need to know what happened in portland if the child is asleep in bed? nothing happened at the satyricon anyway. there was a huge crowd outside for the insane clown posse, chanting and having clown makeup on their face. we ate delicious food but audacity wasn't fed anything. we snuck'em something. alex and lee got mad at eachother. we played purty good. someone cried in the mic about audacity needing to leave in the middle of our set and they were'nt even there. and blah blah blah blah moses

SLC PUNK! then...Candyfest Seattle

2008-07-15T18:01:00.000-07:00

So after i blogged I was hungry and walked to buger kang where they got the veggie burgers, but they wouldn't serve me cuz i did not have a car. i was too hungry to even fight em for it. that show was boresville, though! nobody came in from outside, and i guess the people inside liked us, but i didn't like them, so screw it. Our poor friends in F the Informer lost mad money on having rented the place and a PA that didn't really work. Oh well, F the Informer are cool and Audacity is cool and we are cool, so the show was pretty cool over all. But man, I was Hoongra! I paid like $4 fer a little thing of white rice and a side of teriyaki sauce. It was delicious but i needed like 3 more of them and i have no money. Yeah, can you believe that? Lee totally lied to us and made us give him our last dollars for gas on the long drive to Seattle. So i now have no money whatsoever, and have been eating handfuls of other peoples snacks and whatever free food we can get off the bars. Frak you Lee! You have a gas card and have spent at least a hundred on records! I'm frakking hungry Lee! I have $2 dollars that i stole off of the ceiling at the Comet (it's a magic trick they do there) and i'm too scared to spend it cuz maybe i could actually be hungrier than this later. How many dollars did you spend at the clubs yesterday, Lee? I'm stealing that money back. And then I'm gonna eat like you do. Anyway (sorry), after the show we went to Brian's house. He's our friend from Anaheim, back in the day and whatnot so we chilled out. they had a gorgeous sounding electric keyboard, and a hearse filled with mannequin legs. But don't try to sleep in the hearse, it smells awful! The next day we woke up later than we were supposed to and got breakfast at the diner Brian works at. I got an in no way remarkable omelette with tomatoes avocado cheese and spinach. Oh man it was good! I'm so hungry! Thank you Brian. Free food rules! After eating we got on the road and drove forever. Alex and Sean were all grumpy or something and they just boned out and ditched us, so that they could go to, wait for it, the stupid ass cracker barrel. So while they were having second glasses of chilled lemonade and eating essence of pink, i'm handing Lee my last $100 and wondering if they were gonna bother grabbing some extra biscuits (they didn't). I hate not having money. what am i gonna do? we don't have a show tonite so i really doubt a bar will be giving me food. But I digress. We got to seattle 13 hours later, at like 1230, and went to a warehouse show that sub pop was throwing to meet up with our friend Darlene. After being in the van all day we were stoked to have something to do. We got all hyphy and busted outta the van just in time to hear the cops over the loudspeaker tellin everyone to disperse. Haiee! I guess the cops rushed the stage where comets on fire were playing and grabbed the guy who owned the place, threw him in the back of their car, and told everyone to go home or he goes to jail. i think. we were only there ten minutes, tops. But we saw Darlene and her bandmate Aubrey, who was clearly not overjoyed to see us. Sorry Aubrey. We went back to Darlene's tiny, beautiful house from the 20's, filled it up with sleeping bags then slept. The next morning was nice for me. I woke up super early in the van and started reading a book i'm liking called Stranger in a Strange Land. I had some oatmeal we jacked from a continental breakfast somewhere and sat around waiting fer everyone to wake up. i do this every day. Eventually they did and we planned lunch with Darlene, Mama Casserole and her friend Michelle. Thank you for lunch ladies, it was delicious! It was an upscale bar n grill type place that had been around forever and no longer smelled. i heard it used to, and I believe it cuz the room in the back with the pool tables still smelled. I had a very good and fancy veggie burger with pepperjack cheese and avocado with seasoned fries. Matt got a strawberry shake that was also fantastic. Mama and her friend talked flirty and dirty to us, like they always do sometimes. So after that, we skidaddled over to the comet cuz we were already late for Mama's Candyfest!! An all day 2 bar extravaganza encompassing the finest in bands I'd never heard but heard of. It was super cool. I like The Knast. Finally. Vanessa has been trying to get me to listen to them forever, but I've been very busy doing important things. Like staring at these large Afro-American hicks walk down the street here in Weed, California. The little'n spotted us and totally dogged us right now! Fun bands all! But we were the best. Ha ha ha! Audacity played WAY too early, so people didn't pay enough attention. But, as always, there were some converts and a few turned heads. Game recognize game, you know how it goes. To our eternal delight, our friends Apache and Buzzer joined us and we got down! They weren't lettin the kiddies in (buzzer are half kiddies) but they couldn't do anything about it really. There are these waist high windows that they gotta keep open to cool the place down, so the kids did what came natural. It was funny! Climbing through the windows to dance for a minute and get thrown out again, ahh those were the days. Oh wait it was that day. Ha ha ha! Sorry Mama, but screw it, right? We played and later Buzzer and Apache played and maybe they were the best. I love Apache like alot and you should listen to crystal clear or white hammer or boys life or murple or boomtown gem (oh, sorry only we get to hear that, coming soon: apache/mop split!) or any of em really. They will make you wish you were someone else, and then they turn you into that person. So rockin! Buzzer is a tight little number that you'd swear were gay but they're just cute, and happen to stand a little close. The drummer, thank Bob, was wearing sunglasses this time so i didn't have to endure that hardcore caveman stare he does while he plays. I hope i look that cool sometimes. He plays the drums real tight, without improv fills or flash. It fits the band perfect, cuz they got a real straightforward, earnest classic-punk(?) sound, stripped down just right. Also Andy can write those faux classical chord progressions that you love so much in bands like Sparks and The Quick. It rules. Just like all those guys' other bands. That's about it. But, and I need you to understand this thoroughly, we had alot of fun. Afterwards we got kicked out of 2 or 3 parties before we even got in but whatever, it was too crowded and glam in there anyway...

Salt lake city, oh dear...and Kirby's

2008-07-10T20:29:00.000-07:00

So the roots are playin around the corner for free right now and every frat boy and whatever you call those pink girls are all there, livin it up, brah. I think I'm caught up with the blog? Nope. I fergot about Kirby's beer store, which is pretty easy to do, now that i think about it. it's a tiny, tiny and also small bar in wichita, kansas. We play there every tour and no one knows why. It's always empty, and the two people who are in there usually hate us. So we played first cuz there was a nice couple who perked up when we said bubblegum and bought a record. They were like " what time do you go on?" and we were like "now." So they promised to stay fer a song or two but ended up seeing most of our set. We played real soft and pretty like we do at practice sometimes and i think it worked. When Audacity went on they played everything half time and blew my mind again. I'm pretty sure I hate them now. But the two people at the bar sure didn't! When they played that Temptations song, everyone understood what was up. And after that, they played their ridiculously complex and punk rock songs at a pace that even rednecks could get. And it worked! I realized once more how great the damn chord progressions are. I hate you Audacity! You should have seen the looks on the two old guys from kansas' faces! they were reliving their youth for 28 minutes! You are so great Audacity! Take up carpentry or something, i used to be good at this! After that we drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and after that we drove some more then stopped at a hotel. It was early in the evening and did i talk about this already? oh well, i'm bored. we goofed around in a hotel. Have you ever blogged in a headshop in salt lake city? It is boring! Why are we playing a headshop? why are the roots playing around the corner for free? i'm not even embarrassed to be blogging here cuz the whole town is so weird and not cool. also there is no one here that we didnt come with. Mormons? Huh? Me 'n' Lee went to the roots show to swim through a sea of white people and hopefully drum up some customers...wrong. we got some looks and when we talked they were like all collegey. Man, I hate college kids! they daterape on the regular, you know. spring break?! i will never let my daughter out of my house. which will be on a farm in bolivar missouri, way out, yo. Ugh, they were gross. and boring. and stupid. so we fought our way through a swamp of white, privileged filth and worked our way back to this stupid headshop that has no one in it. Duh. Why would anyone hang out at a headshop? even if you smoke, it's not like you can use their products here, it's like a strip club. have i mentioned that i've never been to a strip club? it's true. frak strip clubs. yay me. I'm listening to this awful, wannabe classical violin hip hop thing and i feel like i should do something about it. like tear out my ears and eat them. here comes the show...i can hear our friend brian's band checking the mike...

Boresville USA

2008-07-10T14:44:00.000-07:00

So we drove after the show. we didn't even get a hotel i guess, We just drove from 1:30 am to some hotel at like 7 the next night. I dunno. we're almost to SLC and I'm SO LONELY!!!! Matt's talkin to his gal right now and I'm not jealous, cuz his relationship is prolly BS anyway, but damn I'm lonely. these kids, they think they're so in love. it makes me sick to my stomach. So i'm sposed to talk about how we went from nowhere to nowhere and then got a hotel, but who cares? this is so boring! we didn't do anything! we just drove a long time and felt sorry for ourselves (maybe that was just me) and ate and slept. Homegirl at the restaurant was flirting with me, but i hate stupid people, so no. We went to some record stores and bumped into Devon again (i think i may be stalking him) at a gas station, it was boring. I'm so bored. and lonely. Frak tour.

Kansas City! Devolution Will I AM S

2008-07-09T17:28:00.000-07:00

So we got another show with D rock W town and this one was official dawg, what?! So I slept the whole way there in between reading a very sad and disturbing book called Blood and guts in High School, that I accidentally stole from Addy, sorry Addy. It is SAD! Sorry ladies, your life is difficult and not fair. It upsets me...When we got to the parking lot i despised everything that wasn't the book or sleep so i opted to not go in the record/book store (also i'm poor). I was awoken by a crazy man yelling nonsense inside the record/book store, i guess they wouldn't buy his books or something. We waited and waited and then hurried to play because OH YEAH! that show in des moines was booked, THIS is the one we jumped on! I'm so stupid, sorry. Anyway we had to play super fast and get the heck off the stage, so that the worst college rock crap band could play forever and ever. Oh man they were so terrible. I bet they get famous, that's how bad they were, like sugar ray, radiohead, matt says:clap your hands say yeah (huh?), crazytown, linkin park, paramour etc ad nauseum. Oh they were so bad. You know, fer a long time me an Alex used to go back and forth cuz i'd be all "it's good that they're at least doing something" but man i was wrong Alex! We need to rid the world of this scum. I am hereby starting the Fascist Musical Front, all you have to do is not have bad taste and kill anyone who does. GOOD SONGS UBER ALLES!! Speaking of good songs, have you heard De bong Chillum? Those is some beautiful songs! And the record is so pretty! I should Ghostride The Whip with him someday. Oh wait, I did that on the day I'm tellin you about now! It was so fun! We were sitting inside the boring ass club, and Noved was like "let's have a staring contest" so we did but i gotta blink every second, and he can't stop smiling, so what are you gonna do? I said something that made him think I said "segway" which got us both excited, cuz Segways are prolly real fun, but instead I's all "let's ghostride the Impala." and he's all "what is this, ghostride you speak of?" an I's like "oh snap! lets go ghostride right now!" so we did. It was fun! Delondra was totally down to drive the first time, but he ain't even seen the hyphy movement yet so we opted fer a modicum of safety. No, I don't know what modicum means. Ghostride the Whip. Do it now! It feels so right. My favorite trend ever, it's like the hula hoop times a hundred. Yup. So TMOP played fer five minutes an everyone could care less, then audacity did the same. Oh well. We had delicious food at half price and I tried to teach matt some proper bar etiquette. I totally spelled etiquette right on the first try! are you proud? please give me money for college! Anyway, they're learning. Dear Matt's parents: you undoubtedly know that your son is ridiculously cute. But maybe you think it's just cuz you love him so much? wrong! he's just cute! if you ever wanna hit on girls at a bar make sure he is nowhere around, he will screw your game up! anyway, me n matt are chillin at the bar eating when some 30 something comes up and says "Hi." to Matt and stares at him for ten minutes. to me. this means a fun conversation fer at least 5 minutes but to poor little Matty, this is terror. In his defense, she was creepy, but when you hang out in bars for a month and a half every summer, your creepy lines get blurred. So Matt tried to be polite to this drunken woman, which she of course took as an invite to keep at him. Ha ha, I say! Matt shared his fries with her and got the frak outta there as fast as he could. I told her not to take it too hard, but then she thought I was coming on to her so I split. I know I've already gushed at length about how much I like Devon Williams' songs n whatnot, but tonite was AMAZING! A totally empty show and they sonded like they should've been in a hockey arena or something. They are Fantastic and you are sleepin on'em. Sucker. We went around and found a shelf of books that we thought were free. After we'd picked out a bunch we saw the sign that said "honesty is the best policy: hardcover $1 Softbacks $.50." so we only took a couple. But yeah, except fer the Ghostride , it was boring. Sorry parents. Ghostriding is both stupid and dangerous. But fun.

Surprise show in Des Moines! D-Bone Williamson!

2008-07-09T16:42:00.003-07:00

So we bummed a show off of 'Devon Williams and the whatever he's calling it now" by being our usual annoying selves. He's like "well I dunno fer sure, but you could try. Why not, right?!"... Sold! So that was our plan, a trip to Fever B's house to pick up a Super Secret, Super Limited Seven Inch which is for me and me alone sorry guys, then a short four hour drive to Des Moines, a town that sounds alright to say but looks just awful written down. Des Moines. That is UGLY! So we left B's magical museum and were on our merry way. Or so we thought. that drive was Scary dude! Sheets of rain would hit the windshield and it'd look like you were driving under a waterfall before you were back to the usual, worse rain than you've ever seen before. You couldn't see anything, so it's not really our fault that we lost audacity, you understand don't you? Anyway we pulled over fer a sec and let things chill and it was smooth sailing after that. We were running late though! Devon Inc had been waiting for us like two hours, oops! Since we were all stir crazy from the whitewater car ride, we went weird on em, heckling nonsense and dancing like peanuts characters. FUN! We totally thought the whole drive was gonna be a waste cuz we were so late, and it was a shakey thing to begin with, but that Devora, he's a sweetie and set up to play before us and chilled those fools out. There was no one there but us really so we had a party! who's gonna stop us? not that creep in the red shirt, that's fer sure. man i wanted to punch that guy in the face and i didn't even feel bad for it. he kept touching me and like pushing me into people like he was tryin flirt 2nd grade style or something. creep! I hate your face, goober! So Devonica played a loose set for us and did not appear to be having too much fun, but that's half schtick i think. it's cute as hell, guys, good job! i wish i had our chicago show on tape so everyone could see how pathetically awkward we are, that would probably be a youtube sensation. Masters of Discomfort. Devonne does it funny. I love Evan Williamson Band, and you all should too. So audacity played really loud and awesome and all us old, road weary, bitter, failed musicians marveled at the beauty of youth, excitement and creativity. Matt rolled around on the floor alot. We played, horribly. Alex was just goofin the whole time, messin with things and makin it funky. i remember sitting down to play solos so i could hear them better. Who cares? The only people in there were the generous bartender, some pinkboys in the back, red shirt and us. After the show we sat around in the hopes of getting paid (nope) and drove a while til we found a cheap hotel. the cozy rest. Precious sleep. P.S. Listening to Deputy Willsburg right now. Love it alot.

turf club

2008-07-09T15:42:00.000-07:00

We spent the day driving and probably cranky cuz we we're hungry, but lucky us! Thomas' friend Liz was there in Minneapolis with her parents, who inexplicably bought us two hotel rooms and dinner at a place next door! What a couple of sweeties they must be. I wouldn't know fer sure because i was feeling shy and there was a foosball table at the place we ate. I vanquished many a foe, for none can slay me. Lee and Sean thought my loud barks of triumph were freakin out poor Liz's parents, so I had to tone down the crazy a little bit. Everybody ate burgers and i had a salad or something, who cares? Afterwards, we went to our rooms and showered but i couldn't shave and I hate that! So we went to the club and were almost late but really right on time. We met up with our pals Skipper and Travis and Georgia and Dave, who brought us our hard drive. It was alternately fun and awkward. The show went very well, methinks. Travis (of Fevers/Ramo records fame) was spinnin hit after hit. When are people gonna realize that bubblegum music is perfect for bars? I'm not talking about us, we suck, but real bubblegum feels SO GOOD! Here are some lyrics from a fav of mine "Jamaica Jamaica, Jamaica Jamaica, Jamaica Jamaica, lalalalala, HEY!" See what I mean? Get over your self and get on the floor. Thanks travis, fer settin the mood. So Skipper opened, and everybody danced and spilled their drinks. the soundguy was wack again, but he had the floor tom up way loud and it sounded real tuff. After they played all my favorite songs, we were treated to a new one. Skipper is a boat of mystery. No one is sure where shes headed and that's how Brian likes it, i think. Anyway, they're GREAT. Next up to bat was The Fab Four of Fullerton, who don't know whether or not they sold alot of stuff. That's how we know if you like us, everyone, give us money. I think they were well received, but not as much as they deserved. We played, and I think people liked us...Did people like us Sean? "yeah" he says with like a little "duh" sound thrown in, "we played a great show." I can never tell unless it's really good. I'm a half empty kinda guy with a very weak audience-dar. Headlining the show were the super cool God Damn Doo Wop Band. I liked them alot, even though I got a chip on my shoulder from reading about'em constantly. They were nice too! I'll always be your girl is a really great song. After the show we sat around talking in the parking lot shootin the bull with our palsy walsys, then it was off to our lovely hotel rooms. Once again Thank you to Liz and (really) her parents fo hookin da homies up wit dat phatty hotel, yall, good lookin out. Peace.

My sissy's Bday Milwaukee

2008-07-09T12:37:00.000-07:00

That's right my sister's last name is Bush and she was born on the fourth of July. She is more American than you. We woke up at Daniel's and lazily, lazily got up and got some coffee from down the street. Then we went to Addy's house where we had french toast and potatoes, just like last year! After that, we laid around some more and went to the lake, which was great (ha!). Then we went over to the two houses that had connected as one to form this party. It was real fun! There were two basements setup to play in and they'd switch off so there wasn't any downtime between sets. There were like 7 or 8 bands, and one of'em had Matty Awesome in it! He's in a band and they're just like the lakes out there! I was starving all day because a July 4th BBQ in Milwaukee is not the best place to eat if yer a veggie like me. But whatev's, yo. A good time was had by all. The locals were goin crazy with the fireworks and even more crazy when we played. Audacity killed liike they should and everyone in the audience understood einstein's theory of relativity for the first time. Playing is always my favorite part (aww). besides the show they had a street fighter 2 game up in the kitchen and it was fun for five minutes. also, they had underwater fireworks, which destroyed the bucket they were in after a couple were tied together. We all slept on couches downstairs in the basements and woke up hot and in a hurry. I lost my toothbrush. i dunno, maybe blogging isn't such a good idea right now.

Chicago fer a while then Milwaukee

2008-07-09T12:31:00.000-07:00

We Stayed in Chicago and went shopping. Then we went to Milwaukee and hung out with Daniel, whom you all know from the Chinese Telephones, Daniel James Gang and a million other bands. We just chilled, and I blogged about whatever day it was when i was embarrassed about bloggin at the party. Anything interesting happen that day? We were unable to see a movie, and i guess Sean saw some guys messin with the cops out front like "arrest me!" or Hassle me" or something. It's not all fun and games out here, you know. So yeah, thats what we did that day. I wish i could sleep more. I used my backpack as a pillow (kyle left mine at the hotel) and slept on a hardwood floor with no blanket. Whomp whomp.

Chicago

2008-07-09T09:21:00.000-07:00

We will not be making the obvious joke about the empty club being named the empty bottle. to be honest it wasn't all that empty, anyway i don't remember crap about this show and really couldn't care less right now. Then why write it you ask? because i've been in a car since 1:30 yesterday morning and we have finally arrived at our destination! yay! a record store! no, wait it gets better, 2 record stores! so while i sit in the hot car wishing i'd gone to college and made something of myself, i'm going to blog. that's what people do now, right? also, we have a cat now, and i think he's mine! i think his name is bowie cuz his eyes are jacked! but we'll see. Alright alright, so we drove to Chicago and waited around while people went shopping they got records and the like. then we got in the club and loaded in and goofed around onstage for no one until the soundgirl started to do her thing. We then went next door to a place called Bite, which despite it's wack ass name, is a fantastic little spot. Kinda like a hippie diner but not too much. The food was awesome, i got a huge dang-it-i-can't-remember- what-they're-called wrap. it's not greek i guess, cuz i just spent ten minutes trying to find out online. But it's like deep fried balls of garbanzo beans or somethin with spices. it had a cucumber dressing and lettuce and tomatoes. anybody know what i'm talkin about? it was delicious and giant and came with sweet potatoe fries, enough to feed me twice. Also they give the bands playin next door free coffee. So i played a couple games of Miss Pacman and waited some more til soundcheck. Homegirl doing the sound really did it. She was checkin and checkin and checkin and yer poor nervous friends in thee band said "hello?" "check" Check..check" etc. oh, it's just awful. but good for her she did a good job. i thought all the bands sounded great that night and you could tell she was working and fixing problems as they came. See soundguys? quit being stupid baby pants and trying to make every band sound like limp bizkit! Turn the bass drum down, fer Bob's sake. Listen. then respond. Stupid soundguys, i hate almost all of you. Wannabe musician-ass bitter babies who get their kicks power trippin on bands night after night. Actin like you've seen it all n what not, we don't believe you! anyway homegirl was fantastic. And then some people showed up! Homeboy from the lovely band The Yolks was there, Nobunny had sent him over to check out the force of nature that is Audacity. They delivered of course, halfway through their first song they had everyone off the bar and watching. We played a great show too, but Lee...I don't even know how to describe what Lee was doing. He made sure anyone enjoying themselves quickly stopped and felt uncomfortable. It was weird. Soundgirl was very concerned and recommended medication. I don't know, Lee, you be actin crazy! Afterwards we went to a lovely hotel that was provided gratis by Matt's parents. They got a timeshare or something and it worked out perfect for us. Thank you Matt's parents!! i'm still using the hair conditioner from that place, it had a whole spiel about shea butter and everything! So we slept like kings and showered like princesses. Very much needed and appreciated, thanks alot Mr and Mrs Schmalfeld!

Athens Ohio

2008-07-04T07:33:00.001-07:00

As we were driving around for a laundromat, this girl bent over and you could see down her shirt real well. Lee was making this huge u-turn and she was kinda where we had to look anyway, but still. It felt like we were driving straight down that girls shirt fer a sec and i could think of nothing else i would've rather done. Sorry everybody. So we found The Goo(d was missing) laundromat and cleaned our clothes. The bathroom was so small there! I took an army bath in there and felt like a clumsy giant, which really isn't that different from how i usually feel. So we sat around, watching America's Got Talent (they are called Audacity) and reading US weekly etc. It was fun enough I guess. After brushing our teeth and puttin on our much needed clean clothes, we went over to the union, Scott from blackout booking's club. We said hi and shot the bull fer a minute and then audacity played. It was a very subdued audacity that night, prolly because columbus was so off the hook, but no one was complaining! they were the tightest i've ever seen! Everything was perfect and everyone in the room knew it. After songs people would tap their homie on the shoulder with this huge grin like "did you see that?!!" and their homie would be "I KNOW!" Oh me oh my, they were the future that night, and everyone inside got to go for a minute. Scott has a new favorite band. It used to be us. Oh well, career suicide never sounded so good! Audacity sold tons of merch and the door guy kicked down the money he was sposed to be paid, just cuz he liked them so much. This is the reaction they should get every night, but most people are stupid. Audacity will discover new forms of plants in the amazon, and cure cancer. So we played and it was whatever, but people thought we were OK. We went to Scott's house, shot the bull til way too late and admired some of his gal tracy's art. Good job Tracy!! Oh, how I miss my Tracy. It's like an infected wound. PS I'm almost caught up on this thing, so hopefully all the time travelling confusion will be gone soon. Lee just told me Big Fun Name dropped us in an interview! What a bunch of talented, pretty little sweetie pies they are! I like how they don't do the whole "look we're girls" thing and just play. I don't know what that means either. But they're good! And have great hair.

Athens.

2008-07-04T07:33:00.000-07:00

whoops! Columbus!

2008-07-03T15:28:00.000-07:00

So I'm caught. I just check the myspace and whatever it says the next show was, i blog it. Well we played a show in columbus that wasn't on the myspace so i didn't. but now i will! You can pretend this blog is like Pulp Fiction or Reservoir Dogs, my two favorite movies (JKROFLOL!), this is an unconventional manner of storytelling, dig? OK...Hey everybody, what did we do the day of the Nobunny show?...No one's got anything to say about it. We woke up in a motel and drove a long time. the end. When we got to the rock room they were super nice and gave us hot dogs. I was trippin balls, being absolutely sure that me and Al had been there before but that they served burritos, not hot dogs. Never fear ladies and gentlemen, yer boy Nika here's fit as a fiddle, they used to have burritos, thank Bob. So we were HYPHY!! We all ate delicious free and friendly hot dogs with whatever we wanted on them. mine was a veggie dog with tomatoes ketchup and mustard, fantastic!! Here's the best part, our favorite desert bunny in the whole world was gonna play!! Some party had been cancelled and he just so happened to hop on over. NOBUNNY!!! WE LOVE YOU!!!! NOBUNNY DOES IT LIKE YOU, NOBUNNY!! The great Nobunny is a jackalope descended, one-man revival of everything in life you hold dear. You fool, go to his myspace now and have some fun! Or youtube his chic a gogo performance and love life more! Arright I just did what i told you to do, only i had to wake thomas up and tell him to sit in the bad seat cuz the chord to plug this thing into the car radio is short, and you can't just listen to a little Nobunny, you gotta ROCK THAT SHIT (sorry Mr Crowe)!!!! Everyone in the car is having a great time now, no joke. He does that. He also does this thing where you can't not dance so much that your feet end up looking like the picture i will eventually have Alex post on here. I know i write confusingly, i'm sorry. Me and Matt wanna be Nobunny so bad! AAAHHHH HE'S SO GOOD!!! we are listening to live videos off of youtube now and it's makin me feel drunk. Wait til you see my foot. So anyway we were brazilian dance fighting and fake jumping eachother out front fer like an hour or so, in between mad bouts of extremely loud fruity loops improvs. Man, it was so great!! I's all like "Eh Yo, What up doggie?" an they's all like "yeeuh" and most importantly we all understood. It's very hard to listen to Nobunny and blog at the same time, did you know that? All you cute girls should go throw yourselves at his large lucky feet and do whatever he tells you. Also Lee is insane.
So Audacity played and everyone lost their minds!!! Be proud Mr Crowe, your child is Homo Superior. Whoah! Have you seen the okmoniks? they are jus lovely! fun bouncy bouncy 3 chord rock'n'roll with a farfisa lead and a cute bouncy girl who you probably should not kiss no matter what she says. Sorry sammy we love you. OK. there's been like an hour between sentences again and i really don't care about this anymore....it's now 1130 and that last sentence was from like 3 oclock, ferreal.
Me and Lee fought so much!! So The Okmoniks played and we all danced like fools but before them Nobunny did his thing and we had to be in tune with the natural vibrations of the earth, and that's tiring after he's done so you know. I'm in Milwaukee right now but I'm not smart enough to make the time lapse work in this so...

The Rock Room (or how we spent $300 on gas to go shopping)

2008-07-02T12:11:00.000-07:00

After our delicious breakfast with our hilarious friends Dave "i wore a spiderman costume to KISS" Buick and Shelby, we were off on a shortish trip to Pittsburgh to play at the rock room, a bar that has special prices for the over 50 crowd. Well, that's not really true. We were really there so our vinyl-addicted members could get that sweet sweet stuff they only got at Jerry's, truly, a lovely store. Huge racks of every style and multiple copies of every record you're looking to come up on. They got a 7" room that's as big as the other one. This is where Sean broke poor little Richie Top Ten's heart by finding that rubette's record last year. I wonder if he's got that yet. But first, the show! As we drove circles around the town we got mad at eachother and fought. There were no street signs, places to turn around or people to ask so naturally we assumed it was everyone else's fault. Alex got all nihilist on Lee like he does, making Lee's car panic thing he does worse. It sucked. I woke up to them already goin at it and tried to be a sweetheart and make peace, but it ended with me yelling "LEE! SHUT THE FRAK UP! JUST SHUT THE FRAK UP RIGHT NOW! SHUT UP!! SHUT THE FRAK UP LEE!" until it happened. Then we ate food and felt better. Except Lee, who opted fer the bar's food instead of McDonald's. See how tour is sometimes? Wait it get's worse. The bar doesn't serve food anymore on tuesdays or whatever day it was, so lil Leelee had to make do with a bag of chips and a beer or two for dinner. Which he paid full price for. He was so miserable. So we're at the bar and it's empty except for the other band, a few locals and two thug lifers, who be chillin at da end wit dey money out n watches flashin an whatnot, you know jus doin it. They were phonies. Also this is the room next to the one we play in, so our music tonite is just a mild annoyance to people drinking. The guy from the first band the shutouts apologized to us sweetly and we told him we knew and didn't care. Swear to Bob, I Don't Care by The Ramones is on right now! The Shutouts played fast hard Pop Punk and did that place like there were more than nine people there (ten actually, Alex, Caleb, Cameron, Dan, Kyle, Lee, Matt, Sean, Thomas and shutout guy's gal). They went nuts and so did Audacity, who capitalized on the empty night by playing a bunch of songs they hadn't in a while and goofing off. It was adorable of course. And really alot of fun! I was half ass dancing and throwing darts casually. Things got goofier and then we went on. Goofiness continued. It was basically tour friend appreciation night. When i felt our self indulgent set length was too much i asked the shutouts if we should quit and they said yeah. Stupid me, they didn't even let us stay at their house, we had to get a hotel. We would've closed that place down! Our bands may have merged into one! Thomas played drums for us on Wreckless, and it was great!! And so fast! I'm old and tired!! Ha Ha! But really, as far as empty shows go this is the best one ever. Afterwards we went to a motel and watched infomercials for extenze. Fun. The next morning I woke up and called the front desk to ask when the continental breakfast ended. They did not have continental breakfasts, but if i would like to try the panera bread restaurant downstairs, she is sure they are still serving breakfast there. Yes, I write that way on purpose. We got cleaned up and went to Jerry's Records, which, although great for records, has no food. So Alex and I wandered the streets looking for food with Thomas, while everyone else shopped to their greedy black hearts content (i'm jealous. sorry guys). We first went to a nice lady's fruit store and got fed greenbeans while we looked around. We bought some peaches or nectarines or whatever, and asked her where we should go. She told us everything we wanted to hear! her favorite spot was just down the way, pretty cheap and not too greasy (but greasy fo show!) We thanked her and left as directed. Lo and behold the spot ruled! It's called Pamela's, it's got a rainbow disco ball, wall paintings of famous disco records, pancakes that were like thicker crunchier 49er flapjacks (but not even like that) and a dope waiter who i think may have been crushing on me. He was funny and also treated people as if he expected them to not be morons, weird right? Also his voice was kinda like Bobby from The Go's. I got an omelette with tomatoes, spinach, mushrooms, brocolli and cheese. it was just what you think it was but bigger. When Cameron strolled in I was full and he still had a whole free breakfast waiting for him, sweet. Thomas got the pancakes which were really good, but you know, Anaheim, Pancake House...So we left and went to another record store but before that, i bit the bullet and bought a ton of pricey indian food with Lee and Alex. I love indian food so much! And we ate a ton and had a ton for later too! Then it was back to another record store. Boring!! After our recordheads got their vinyl fix we drove on to Athens, which brings me to whether or not us doing laundry in Athens should be the beginning of the next blog? Yeah, next one.

detroit

2008-07-01T12:42:00.000-07:00

Man that last blog was terrible. When someone from the band actually reads that thing the are gonna laugh and say what a bitter man child i am. Did you know Matt is really into vans. It's hilarious and cute. He gives them a thumbs up when they drive by and will ask their owners "how did your van, um, get so cool?" like he was askin about the engine specs. Dear parents, there was not really LSD at Rob's, that was an inside joke. We really did do a lot of yardwork though. I liked it. Any convenient chance to exercise on tour should be taken. Back to the bloggle. We drove to Detroit and OH MY GOD!!! LEE JUST ALMOST MURDERED THOMAS!!! He started to drive off when the roof made a funny sound like someone was up there stumbling and saying "whoahh!" Sure enough, that's just what it was. I yelled at Lee like always and he blamed everyone else with typical Leegic. When Thomas jumped off the roof with a big smile we relaxed and started laughing. Thomas said it was very scary....
Detroit looks hideous! It's like what morons think America would look like if we didn't kill terrorists. Seriously, Fox News should just show pictures of Detroit and say there's been another attack. We drove around burnt out, run down versions of any building you can imagine. They got a football field that hasn't been used in forever and I always have to resist the urge to sneak in that thing. I imagine Desmond running a tour de'stat or whatever, and i gotta find That Island, yo. Alas, i fear homeless crackheads, and so I do not. To be honest I've only seen like 3 streets in Detroit. We went to the National Bohemian Home, where we were gonna play and checked it out. It was a burnt out, run down building! Just kidding, it was a cool burnt out somewhat rundown building from 1915. The sound man seemed very professional, and then I realized he was just a jerk. We all learned that he was NOT the soundguy, but a soundguy who was doin sound at this club. Then we all learned about his oh so interesting career troubles and preferences in sound equipment. When some girl brought him some equipment a sec later he's like "WRONG ONE. WRONG ONE! I told you it looked like THIS one. That one's WRONG. I can still use it give it to me..." sssheeeessh!! Round about then The Go showed up, and the camera guy who'd been there an hour started to film them. I got shanghaied!! They came around the corner and we start broin on down when i realize i'm in a movie version of it and want out. I'm weird? It was awkward, so we went for food. We were directed to a place by someone who thought "pretty cheap" to us meant $10 sandwiches (prolly my sweet suit). We started off seperately, but seeing Alex and Audacity, in their bright ass shirts, against the nasty, crack infested brown, grey, black, and more grey background was just too much and we had to pick'em up. We packed in the clowns, and drove to Loew's and it was expensive and bangin! We needed alot of food quickly. This was not our place. But we had crammed nine of us in the impala for fun so now we had to find food frakkin fast foo! Stupid idiots went to white castle, smarter ones went to subway and i opted for "the chinese wall" a little red shack that promises chinese food new york style. it looked pretty nasty and everything there had meat, the lady working wouldn't get off the phone. I'd say "does this have meat?" and she'd yell "pint o quart" and i'd say "nah, nah, is there meat in this?" and she'd point and yell "this pint! this quart!" I got some decent vegetable rice with all kindsa goodies in it, and a pork spring roll she'd assured me had no meat. I spat it out and cursed her when i ate it later on the street. She was MEAN! And on the phone the entire time! I respect her. She probably has guns in her face on the regular. They got bullet proof glass at SUBWAY there, fer Bob's sakes. They put your sandwich in a little revolving door, it's sad. So baby pie no funs decided to walk and we drove comfortably back to the club. We met Annette, who designed the super cool poster for the show. She likes John K's blog and knows what a multi plane camera is, coolbeans. She also did the super cool art for The Go's new BubbleGum record which was the reason we were there in the first place. It is called Knock Knock, Bananna and I haven't heard it!! It's driving me crazy, knowing that the better, wiser, Go got a record to school my ass an I can't even listen to it! Matt has just asked that I talk more about our meal. 2 2f 1t Ksus dbl. Matt had two hamburgers one of which i saw him eat. I felt proud to not eat meat then and left. From what i hear, Kyle also had two hamburgers, but decided to add some fries to his order. Next up was Lee, who did me proud by smartly avoiding the chicken rings (chicken rings), and requested for himself one hamburger, to be supplemented with an order of tater tots. He ate tater tots after spitting out his first bite of white castle's nasty excuse for a burger. All drank water and ketchup for sustenance. They had a double drive thru...The clear yellow record came out on Belly Ache Candy Shoppe and I can't for the life of me remember the kind gentleman's name who ran the damn thing! But he was the opposite of the chinese lady. A total gentleman. They released a frakkin candy bar! Its white chocolate (colored yellow) with bananna chips in it and ya buy it along with yer record! Genius. Naturally, we'll be releasing some record candy thing with them soon (if the secret works). oooh! what if it was like a hard candy record?! like the record was a flat, round jolly rancher??!! and you'd never ruin yer needle with that stupid idea, sorry. but it could be cool anyway. If the secret works. Then we waited while DeeJay Anytime played all the bestest bubble gum and i danced alone at the merch table. Then The Audacity played and poor Thomas was nervous as heck. I was not nervous but that's another story. The room was huge and the stage was huge and the sound guy was a jerk and had shitty sound. Both onstage and off. But of course they all played beautifully, it was just like what are you gonna do up there you know? Jerk (from alex). Anywho, we played and it was the same thing. People liked us both and bought stuff but we didn't get no party started. I guess it was fine but whatevs. The Go played and the sound STILL wasn't great! They were fantastic of course and I danced a fool. Then it was off to a lovely old home where we could stay, and the party across the street. It was fun! People would include you in the conversation and assume you had some intelligence and humor. I turned on the charm and ended up mayor of Detroit fer a minute. It was Dave Buick's house, Lee wants me to tell you. And I want to tell you that man loves me. Much more than Shelby, who thinks I'm OK, i think. We all had a lovely time, whether sleeping at the comfy home across the street or winnin over the locals at Dave's. The next moring we had honest john's, it was delish brah! Omelettes all around! Detroit Ruled Shit after all!! Thanks Detroit!

yeah, it's all out of order now. NY. sean can fix it later

2008-06-28T13:12:00.000-07:00

I forgot to tell you how we killed new york. Yup, mofo's recognize out there. It was like the cloverfield monster and the terrorists hit at the same time, and yes, we have video to prove it. youtube us and new york or something and watch the girls go crazy! Ruff ruff ruff! It was fun! We hung out with Lloyd from way back and Ali and Chris from back when. sunny said she'd come and didn't. just like last time. we were on our way to paul's burgers in the east viliage and sweetie pie lee spotted an indian food joint and saved me from temptation. what a sweetie pie! This place is pretty dope and you should go there cuz it's fun. It's a duplex they turned into two restaurants, and when you try to walk in one they fight over you to go in theirs. it's funny! when you're inside you will notice how you can't stand up straight because there's way too many christmas lights and chili pepper lights and glitter and mini street lights and old school christmas lights and and light ropes and soft white christmas lights and i just realized that i'm eating chicken right now. seriously, i think the vegetable rice has chunks of chicken in it and i've been eating it for five minutes already. i'm afraid to examine it, cuz since i wrote that sentence, sean has facetiously offered me an egg roll and lee handed me the fake sirracha i asked for, so i think if i did they would get me. oh snap! now the locals are watching me blog an tryin not to make fun of me for it, i can tell! They're sweethearts ferealtho but if you come to my house an blog, i will mock you. alot. and hope you don't notice it for a long time. but yeah i'm blogging at a party and it's really embarrassing. I'm nervous! ...so they gotta lotta lights at that indian place and i loved lee alot. We had paleek somethin and alu gobi or whatever and it was so good. But not as good as the one in irvine or wherever it is jacquie goes. After dinner we walked around new york a while. We were lost forever and then i talked to some guy who told me i was stupid cuz we wanted manhattan street in brooklyn, not manhattan street in manhattan. he somehow knew i was a musician and then a guitarist, hand to Bob. So Lee got a little mad at everyone as we all drove in circles fer a while Then the show. It was somewhere in brooklyn and we killed. We played with audacity, who are the best band in the world. if i was a writer i would write about them, but the real me wouldn't dare. If you didn't tour with audacity and see them every night, you are a sucker and missed out on something important. Ha ha! when Big Fun played i liked them way more than i thought i would. i think i had a chip on my shoulder last time. They are our friends from last year and hooked us up with the two shows this time. When they play, you will prolly enjoy yourself because they're cute. The first band was Beluga, who were cute and punk and standoffish, but not really good. The singer likes Matt, though. Also of note was the delightful appearance of Heidi and Jessica of the willowz corporation. they were pretty and nice and it was cool playin catch up n stuff. and heidi took us out to dinner the next night n they weren't even hungry, they were totally just being nice! After the show we missed out on the real party, cuz Lee was mad, so we ended up on the roof of some guy daniel's house and he was boring. Then sleep.

uuummmm...Rob's house PA

2008-06-28T12:12:00.000-07:00

so i guess the blog is mine now or something, sorry. did you know that it's not just you (Jacquie and Justin) that read this? swear to god, some twins from myspace hit us up and are all like "what up wit dat bloggie, doggie?". Thanks twins! I think twins are really weird. And they are, too. You didn't even think it was weird that they have a myspace together, because that's how it is with twins, weird. JK twins!! it's cute and mysterious. i hope we can be friends and maybe kiss a little. we spent the last two days slacking off at our friend Rob's house ( and John and Pat) and i don't really gotta write about it cuz it was the same as last year at Rob's house only with more yardwork and LSD this time. They are ridiculously hospitable. Rob rented Super Smash Brothers for us before we even got there. we spent hours yesterday dying curtains and building a frame to hang them on out of pool skimmers. they throw the funnest parties, yo. i fell down twice cuz beatle boots were not made for slick wood patios, and i was not made to not fall down in front of strangers alot, thanks God. So they cheered so loud i got startled, Audacity got the dance party started, sopping wet girls in bikinis stood in the corner nervously, we had to play Kitty twice and Rob is EXTREMELY good at Dr Mario. A lovely time was had by all. they drink brass monkeys there, have you heard of this? you open a mickey's grenade an take a drink (if you are over 21 and not planning on driving or operating heavy machinery) then replace your gulp with some orange juice. it's purty good. Also, Wyatt's mom is friends with John Waters! I actually listened to someone at a party instead of just pretending to! I always pretend to be real interested in whoever i'm talking to so that whoever looks at me thinks i'm a nice person and wants to kiss me. it never works, but sometimes while you're sitting there, spacing out, you'll hear "i call him uncle John, but he's not really my uncle" and you have to get him to repeat the last 5 minutes of conversation without him knowing you weren't listening the first time. it's easy if they are drunk, and who wasn't yesterday (besides those underage of course)? i begged him to sell Mr Waters my fine ass but Wyatt isn't really into pimping, i guess. It was cool though. I jammed with a guy who was later treated rudely by Audacity fer sayin their guitars were too loud. their guitars were too loud, for the record. he was funky. there was some kid there who came over to use the pool and he had cuts all on his chest like me in high school. it was weird seeing a big guy in board shorts jumping off a roof into a pool with self hatred scrawled into his flesh. ah,modern goths. i imagined him doing it cuz he was pissed at his parents fer not giving him money to get his earlobes stretched, while listening to ICP.
so the party cleared out and after getting turned down by every boy in both of our bands, i made out with my wrist, crying in the bathroom alone for a minute before curling up with a filthy stray cat and finally falling asleep.

thursday june 19th...

2008-06-19T20:08:00.000-07:00

Q-tip was right. things are going to be ok. We spent the last two days wearing out our welcome at JMM's house of fantasic wonderfulness. He's even got a pool now, it was chill. alright, so we we're pullin into town tuesday way too late because of some car stuff an caught the tail end of a party thrown "for us" cuz we seemed like a good excuse. Mike and Kim quickly fed us with that concerned look southerners get when they tell you to eat something. there were regular burgers and murderburgers for meatatarians, chips, watermelon, beer and i ferget what else. all was delicious but the icing on the cake was, of course, Poli Sci Clone. Check his myspace, he rules. He writes, records and plays all of it himself and it shows. it's urgent, straightforward, almost confusingly sloppy rock'n'roll. this man walks it like he talks it: plain, heartfelt and weird as all heck. And Buddy was there! the fantastic director behind one of my fav Willies videos, where we are dolls in Mike's daughter Hannah's dollhouse, menaced by a new toy, which may or may not be Mike's dad John's dentures, i can't remember. but i look cute in it. i remember that. so there was a sad and serious band that opened the show at murphy's. it was like...fuck, i don't know, they kinda sucked but i guess they got some potential. who cares? Poli Sci Clone played again an it was awesome again. I like Lakesided Love the best (of the songs on myspace), so i sang along to the badass sing-along chorus it's got. He's hard to explain, cuz the man is weird. You know talking to him that he's got nothin but love in his heart and it's creepy. He plays sitting down, with a casio keyboard on his stand, a guitar in his hand and a karaoke machine at his back. cheap casio beats and basslines get blottoed by hacked-out, forced solos, he'll hit a chord or two on the keyboard and it's back at the guitar, the whole time pouring his heart into the microphone. I love it and him alot. after that was Thee Amazing Audacity Band who killed it, like always. They've been playin around with things a little, i think, and it's fun to listen fer differences each night. At this one, Cameron snapped a string and had to improvise harmony basslines on the fly. Hey Cameron! Awesome Show! Great Job! Then we had to beg the guy not to take the microphone home so we could play ten minutes. i think we played very well, and so did Buddy. We even won the mic guy over. he said we could play as long as we wanted. we loaded out and headed back to mike's attic, which is one of the neatest places i've ever been. i can't read ten pages in a book there without noticing the title of another one and haveng to pick that one up instead. me and caleb we're up til the wee hours just reading and listening to sean snore (that's right you heard it here first folks, he snores). i read trance induced revelations, the gospelvis, a history of judaism in america, early days of the children who would become Lux Interior and Ivy Rorschach, a Kid Anarchy comic and a book about the white problem in america by the editors at ebony magazine. we woke up today and farted around enough to make Mike think maybe we weren't leaving so we skidaddled outta there and drove to this super 8 next to a cracker barrel. i'm sitting in the van while everyone else showers and relaxes so you can make the rest up yourself.

officially frakked.

2008-06-16T17:50:00.000-07:00

We're currently driving back to get audacity, who's van broke down again after a day of waiting to give midas a grand for not doing anything to our van. last night's shows were awkward. the second one wasn't as bad as the first cuz there were actually people there who weren't performing. we played after an improv comedy show that we heard was both terrible and ok. after audacity and us, Harlem played and sounded better than at the trailer space record market. i like them so much. they got a song about bein sad and wanting to go to bed. it's got me all jealous. so now we're sitting here on the side of the freeway an it sounds pretty bad. i guess there was a loud bang, and then the van didn't work anymore. did i mention sean paid a grand to fix a problem that didn't get fixed? ah, what a tour! Sean and yer boy Dan here watched the new battlestar galactica and it was amazing. i seriously didn't even care that we're totally frakked! If you are not watching that show...i don't even know mang, you need to watch that. so now we're sitting on the side of the freeway and praying to god that audacity's gonna get bailed outta this mess. word on the street is that matt's dad is in dallas, which is a mere 40 miles away. keep yer fingers crossed and send us money. anyway, harlem is good. i don't really get why people call them garage rock. they got songs with the chooga chooga guitars to make you caveman dance, but i think everyone's sleeping on the fact that they write real good and sound new. lyrics are pitch perfect an they don't resort to the usual hooks and bullshit gimmicky garage stuff. at least to me, and i'm a professional. they chop songs up very well. things change up, even abruptly, but maintain a lovely balance and keep hammering away. which is probobly why the garage tag. whatever, i wanted to dance ALOT, but im wack like that... so now we're sitting on the side of the freeway and i'm running out of things to write about. i could bitch alot, would you like that? how about details of our bitchings at eachother, yeah? q tip just did the usual stay-positive-thing he's so good at, and it worked. so audacity says they gotta check out their piece of crap van to make sure they are frakked before they rent a car. we would rather they just rent one. no one can make up their mind and neither can i. whomp whomp. i really hope we get to JMM's house on time tomorrow. You may know him as John Michael McCarthy or the Pop Cop. ally an i met him a while back and found out that he is real cool and weird. He makes movies that you would like and should therefore buy. Like: Superstarlet AD, a fun filled romp through a post apocalyptic memphis like land, where women have taken over as almost godlike, and men have devolved to horny neanderthals. so some things stayed the same i guess. anyway, all the girls have separated in to clans based on hair color and it gets cooler from there. It's black and white, shot on film (illegally), sexy and weird. is this enough, yet?

we called him outta the blue and i think he felt obligated to be super hospitable. as i was starving at the time, i accepted a lunch date. everybody says we'll make it, but i have my doubts...sorry q-tip.

DAY DOS - Broke Down & Busted (I Am A Kitten)

2008-06-14T11:13:00.000-07:00

Dan already started writing this blog but quit in the middle of it because he needs everything he writes to be perfect. So he's handing it off to your friend Sean because he knows he is a capable, handsome leader with excellent hygiene and really nice shins. But little does he know that having a pair of highly touchable shins does not translate into good blog writing. I am having a very difficult time figuring out what to write. I'm not feeling this right now. I feel like I should just come back to it later, but I have to write this right now. I HAVE TO. Because all of our loved ones are wondering what's happening with us and we need to let them know we're all safe and sound! So you realize how important all of this is. And on top of all that responsibility, I have to make it entertaining to read! So far, I don't think it's going too well. Let me read what I've written and I'll let you know what to expect ... OK, no worries guys! I'm a genius. I have no doubts that you will enjoy the rest of this post because I wrote it and obviously anything I write is going to be pure gold.
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OK, I just tried to build myself up there to hopefully squeeze some creativity but nothing came out. I failed. I'm a loser. I apologize to our readers, but I don't think I can do this right now. Gimmie a couple hours and I'll try again. I sorry.

DAY UNO - Grad Night w/ The Fam

2008-06-13T17:53:00.000-07:00

Hey yo, what up b?! (hello all, salutations!) Welcome to the first installment of the new travel buddy!! Since i've already written it, and have now decided to write a better intro, i can say with confidence that this one is not really funny or interesting. But if you think yer so smart, write something funny yourself (in our comments please. i can't be bothered to read other people's things). So!! Tour!! These drives take forever! so long that i've been toying with the idea of correcting grammar, capitalization and the like but...no. I can if i want to though, Mom, promise.
We're currently parked at a competitively priced gas station about 60 miles outside of phoenix, but since that's just as boring to talk about as it is to experience, let's revisit what Sean is insisting was the actual first show of the tour, titled Grad Night W/ The Fam. Incidentally "The Family" is a fantastic band, but that's neither here nor there. Uuummm, Roundabout 4 oclock, Lee and yer boy Dan here, were just a printin the afternoon away, pleased as punch at the latest batch of Burger swag. We made shirts and record totes and laid dat kustom stuff on leelee's hoodie. It was all cool all chillin with Justin Creep, Jacquie an Margot (IE!) n just printing n gabbing whatnot, you know. But yeah, that's what we did an then it was time to go. Sorry this is taking so long to type, Lee is freestyling right now and it's frakkin me up. So we got to the mansion and the cops had beat us there and kids were drinkin in the street but it's those hill's up in fullerton so you know....
...anyway, Matt's house was about 3 miles up this driveway, but it was totally worth it. Mom was beaming with pride and it was all graduationny and warm. We got introduced to enough of the family to make me ferget their names. sorry. They were extrremely kind. Hey! Have you heard that Millennium album? (whistle)! it's a good'n. Back to the show. Everyone was very nice to us so we blushed and got shy, I'm sure. We played in the living room and it got pretty wild, considering the living room. I hope we didn't mess anything up. We played a real quick set, sharing equipment with audacity, who did the same. It was alot of fun, everyone was singing along to everything. To me, that's fun, to me. We're currently following a cop and it's scary just cuz, ok? we ain't from around these parts...after the show it was late and this beautiful house was filled up with all these kids so Matt's Mom kicked everyone out as politely as i've ever seen anyone do. I was amazed it even worked! She just walked around apologizing and the seas parted. After that it was time to fold the laundry I'd left on the bed to make sure it would be put away before i went to sleep. Then, after flossing carefully and brushing my teeth in considered horizontal, vertical, and circular scrubbing patterns, i moved Elenore to the other side of the bed and crawled in. She mewed at me and moved to the down comforter on the floor, which is too warm for me to sleep under these days. Bored yet? I am.
Tonite we play in Tuscon with our friends the swing ding amigos, polka madre and of course, audacity. I can't wait...

wookena woorioa

2007-12-23T19:48:00.000-08:00

so...funny time! ha ha ha!! we are on our way home from a lovely weekend spent with our friends up north there in the bay area. little tony (Antonio Marco Santos) just spoke from the back seat, reminding me that he came with. sean is reading this as i type and it's making me nervous, and want to write better (funnier). he says it should. also along for the ride home are Alana and Kathy, whom you all know from the pinks/fevers etc.
we left friday afternoon after lagging like always, so we missed the last gasp christmas party, which we heard was cool. oops. we came real close to forgetting tony and sat in traffic for two hours before getting out of LA. next stop in n out then i woke up to us being kinda lost in san francisco. there was a road closed or something so i'm all like "yo marty, chill these fools out an tell'em where they be." an he's all "ok turn right." we got there a little before the show started and found out how little Buzzer are, raising our hopes that little tony (Antonio Marco Santos) could weasel his underage lil self in there. and it worked! the front door guy passed the buck to the inside door girl, who was kinda like "well, ya got this far". we had a drink with some familiar faces and spotted a bunch more coming in.san francisco rules like that, son! up first were Buzzer, which is andy from the cuts and time flies (who are both awesome as you undoubtedly know already, being the savvy gent you are) with two little children on drums and bass. they play well (it was their first show) and are ridiculously good looking. the drummer stared out at the crowd never blinking, and when he'd get to you you had to look somewhere else, it was too much. someone kept yelling "punk band!" at them. then the lights came on and i found fifty cents on the ground, kaching! then when we set up there were burned copies of metallica and somethin else i don't remember. they stayed where they were. when we played it was cool! we laughed and sang and danced along with everybody. hooray! then i bought a drink and the bartender made a good one. hooray! devon williams was up next and i don't think he had a good time but i enjoyed it. outside i started to tease him about not playing the party in oakland the next day but he wasn't havin it so i stopped right quick. they got some hit's though, boy! buy what you can find! we're listening to the violinny one right now, it's lovely. sean totally just criticized me for writing too much! he's like "my, we did alot of stuff that day."! then i got all defensive an he's all "i'm not critisizing you or anything, here let me save it in case anything bad happens." but he saw me suspiciously eyeing his fingers so he couldn't erase it, ha! then we went to sleep.

Alright Danny boy! You had your fun, it's time to scooch on over and let Sean the College Graduate take over. I'm like the headliner of this blog; my name would be at the top of the marquee on this one. That's a lot of responsibility, you know? I have to finish this, but I have to do it better than Dan. I hope I'm not building this up too much, I hope I'm not crushed under the weight of this tremendous responsibility bestowed upon me! Let's find out...
I awoke on the cold, hardwood floor of Laurel's house. My back hurt, my bones ached and I painfully maneuvered myself to an upright position to see our little friend Tony's sleepy eyes staring back at me. He looked well rested. That's probably because he slept in a bed. With sheets. And a pillow. I hope you enjoyed it Tony. You obviously deserved it when you drove us up there and played a show...oh wait, no you didn't. You just slept the whole ride. Good on you Tony. Good. On. You.
Well, we woke up, milled about the house, brushed our teeth and made ourselves presentable for the outside world. We hoofed it to Lois the Pie Queen for breakfast (because we love them). They are our "special friends." They gave us a card that said so. Our waitress either really liked us or was playing us for fools because she kept giving us "the look". There was much blushing at the table and then she touched my arm! Lee was jealous. Our breakfast was so very delicious, I got french toast with fresh strawberries. Lee was jealous.
We walked to Tina's house after we had our fill of Lois the Pie Queen. We were going to leave her a note instead of showing up unannounced, but then we heard Elvis Costello blasting from her house so we went up and gave the door a knock. She answered but said she had to go to work so we gave her the card anyway and then went back to Laurel's house to use the bathroom. Good times. We drove to Ameoba in Berkeley to maybe find some Christmas presents, but I just ended up getting some stuff for myself (sorry family!). I got The Vipers, which looked cool and we think they were on the Children of Nuggets compilations, Don and the Good Times, which looked gummy and Guided by Voices' Bee Thousand album. I recently got into Rob Pollard and all of his stuff...it's so good! Lee got an awesome Status Quo box set of their Pye years. $12 for 3 CDs, can't beat it! We went to Tina's shop "Down at Lu Lu's" after that and hung around for a bit. Dan bought a Traditional Fools 7". He also bought a Cyndi Lauper trading card pack and we were joined by a homeless person on our way to the Smokehouse hamburger joint and Dan showed him his cards to which he started singing "Bums just wanna have fun fun!" It was really, really fun in a bummy kind of way. We ate at the Smokehouse (yum) and then headed back to Laurel's house where we spent the next 4 hours watching Mystery Science Theatre 3000 DVDs with Benny the Roommate (who was awesome). We watched Time Chasers, Legend of Boggy Creek 2 and a part of Merlin's Shop of Mystical Wonders (Merlin is creepy, yo!). Benny and I were the only ones awake by the fourth hour. So nuts to everybody else. At 9pm we went to the show at Carlos' house. It was the total opposite of a really depressing shitty time! So much fun! Lots of friends showed up! That night we were playing with NoBunny (who we love very much) and The Rantouls (who we love even more! (sorry NoBunny))! We've been looking forward to it for a very long time, and for good reason! It was happiness personified! Lots of kids packed into a tiny room blasting forth with good music! NoBunny played first and ruled! Rantouls followed him with a healthy dose of awesomeness and we played last! We played our new songs and kids were singing along (not to the new songs, dummy!) and dancing and having a good time. We were scrunched in this little corner with a giant "D" and a picture of Twilley and Seymour taped to it. I'm glad they were there for the show. I'm also glad Brian Hermasillo, Alana and Kathy were able to drive up that day to come to the party and have a good time! So we hung out for a little bit after the show, met Brian Glaze who was funny (and on drugs) and then there was the puddle at the party. But this was no ordinary puddle, no. This was an evil puddle. It would just sit there and wait for drunk people to fall in. Many did, I saved Dan's life as he was about to take a step backwards into it. Alana stepped in it. Someone peed in the puddle, but don't tell her because that's gross. We went home around 2:30 and I fell asleep on the couch. Tony slept in the bed again. Nice.

notes from the road...day fortytwo

2007-04-13T15:00:00.000-07:00

tucsoooooooon! alexxxxxxxx! hungieeeee! almost home and almost to in-n-outttttt!!!
before heading out of town, we ate at cheap and yummy mexican resuraunt. they had a salsa bar with grilled onions and chile peppers. lee and i were sure we were in heaven. dan and i ate chirizo burritos and lee ordered a lousy burrito that he did not finish. also, we drove by an old church lee wanted to check out. i told him it was only a year or two old and my dad helped build it, which made him mad in a comical way. pushing buttons is fun sometimes. the drive from nm to tuscon wasnt too bad. on the way, i remember trying to make out objects in the clouds cuz the day was so pretty, but not much more than that. boring. sorry.
we arrived in an extremely windy tuscon around one in the afternoon. guess what our first stop was? a record store! yay!! sean bought a resonars record and lee and dan both bought dollar tapes. mc5 and christian death fer a buck! double yay!! of course pizza was next. the place we ate at offers a discount if its a fullmoon that night. it wasnt. spring has unsheathed all them pretty womens from their winter coats. this means lots of poking to my side from lee and lots of drool from us all. if anyone says they weren't don't listen to 'em, they are lying.
after foods, sean started downloading the new lost episode. it was gonna be a half hour or so, so dan and i walked the tucson strip fer a bit. it was too windy even with my new haircut. imma shave it all when i get home and show the wind whats up. Dan noticed a few USA/WPA writings in the sidewalks which he says were made when theodore roosevelt instituted the "the new deal." im looking it up now. "...state and national reform legislation introduced in the Progressive era." so there is more out there than records with music on 'em huh? history!
We came back, watched a good episode of lost, then headed over to the club. it was closed and everyone was hungie again. we proceeded to wander the area looking fer somethin to eat and could only find a subway. bah. after a sammich and some suprisingly delicious chocolate chip/m&m cookies, we walked back to the club. still closed! we met some other band and a bum who ended up being terribly angry at the world for not giving him a hambuger. the club eventually opened and we loaded in. i called my mum and let her know i would prolly not be able to come that night for we would be playing so late and nobody wanted to drive six hours afterwards. sorry mom : (
the okmoniks and sharkpants peeps showed up and we greeted whilst pulp fiction was on the tube. that movie was so entertaining to watch without sound. me likey.
we played a pretty swell last show. people cheered at the sound of a 1910 song and wanted us to play indian giver. we didnt. umm afterwards i jumped in the van, changed and called the prettiest little thing on the tellie. from what i hear there was a lot of hatred directed towards the band that played last. a white girl and and guy from florida who "rapped" about "feelings" and "drugs" or something. everyone looked like they had been socked in the face when i asked 'em about the band. but seriously, watch pulp fiction without sound and the subtitles on. i was laughing a bunch.

so that pretty much ends our tour of love. we woke up this morning, showered, played super smash bros., and said goodbye to the okmoniks who let us sleep over. its been amazing, kooky, and amazingly kooky. thanks to everyone who helped us out with houses to sleep at, shows booked, underwear thrown on stage (i wish), drinks purchased, laughs, giggles, directions, and fun times. we appreciate everything and love you all. see you at disneyland!
xoxoxoxoxoxo thee makeout party!!!!

notes from the road...day fortyone

2007-04-13T14:25:00.000-07:00

all the way from the back o' the van - alex!
i'm confused and dan's last post isnt helping. he tried, but lee has pounded my tiny brain into oblivion with blog mixups. so we drove from denvy to new mexico-y. i remember it being pretty dang long. lee says, "it was beautiful too." he is right. the mountains in denver, when covered with some snow, are quite a site to be seen. unlike those others sites which should be heard...i dont like that previous sentence i wrote. bah. umm. anyways! the new mexico sky was amazing at night, its like one of those light-brites or whatever. tons of stars that make little ole me feel even smaller. like one of those tiny ants or whatever. if i were on stage telling this stuff, im pretty sure i would have tomatoes in my hair.
well, as soon as we were a mile or so away, we became lost. im not sure why it happens so much, but it does. we stopped at a gas station and i jumped outta the seat to get directions and/or an address. while waiting for the man moppiing to come my way (i was told not to go on the wet floor that night) a trailer-park-trash-scaring -me-weirdo asked me, "are you in the movies??" "hey! are you in the movies!?" so i replied, "nope." he then asked if i was a skateboarder or something. To many, i suppose, i look a lot like the guys from dogtown. ironically, i cannot skate for jack. so i gots the address, we mapquested some more and eventually found our way after many u-turns and finger pointing the correct way. So we located "the Farm" which was a great yet completely trashy house owned by a bunch of kids. they had foosball table and dan was extra excited. We loaded in, played, and ten or so kids started dancing and havin a merry time. Oh yeah, for some reason, tons of nm kids love batman and seans batman shirt.
im not sure i like jack lee's solo record too much. its kinda boring. but, prolly better than anything i've ever done, so whatcha gonna do? allll right. so before we loaded out, and before i could put a dry shirt on, dan wanted to get his foosball skills in everyones face. turns out, the two kids that were hanging around the table are insanely good and made dan and myself look like...well, look like a bunch of shitty foosball players. SUPPOSEDLY, dan won a game later on, but its hard to imagine, those guys were kickin' ass. I felt like being home and not in some gross, smokey nm house, so i played one more game of foosball (against dan, which i lost) then jumped in the van for a stinky sleep. i need more showers on tour everyone. Dan says after we went to bed and the ladies left home, the talk turned to perversion. im not gonna go into detail cuz you all know what happens when a bunch of 18 year old boys talk about girls. and that was about it i believe. see you tomorrow, pals.

notes from the road...day forty

2007-04-13T12:47:00.000-07:00

actually it shouldn't cuz we drove to denver after that. it was rainy and gloomy in the morning but after an hour or three of driving it cleared up. we drove 6 hours or so and went to record stores in denver. jerry's should be called jerks. there was a nice awol one tag in the bathroom. wax trax should be called jerk's (but suckers). they had 7"s like crazy. all between fifty cents an a dollar. i got the remains, leaves, shangri-la's, t rex and there's a rumbly in my tumbly by winnie the pooh for alex. sean found a power pop box, i guess, and got the monitors. nick lowe, the flatbackers, spies and joe cool and the killer dogs or somethin like that. they thought it had a scratch so it was cheap, but it plays fine on our lil portable. neither store would knock off nothin. i wished i was a better thief. also we had nerds bubble gum which is delicious. we then scoured the streets for food because, although delicious, nerds bubble gum does not a satisfied stomach create. the chinese place had a sign out front that said$1.25 a scoop. it was one of those things you ignore because it makes no sense. then we went inside and asked for a menu. "a dollar twenty-five a scoop" they said. then it all clicked. i'm really not telling this right but it provided a strange insight into the workings of the human mind for me. i saw the sign out front. i chose to ignore it because it's content was foreign, even though the idea itself is very appealing. a dollar twenty five a scoop in a chinese place! why wouldn't i have jumped for joy upon reading the sign? was i afraid that it was too good to be true? was i denying myself conviction in my assumptions because their validity underscored my own fragile heart/ego? what was i hoping for in this mystery menu, that would trump helpings of whatever tickled my eyes, all equal to my fragile wallet? how can i stay open to new ways of selling chinese food while still holding on to my own perceptions of what and how chinese food is? why must there be set ways of packaging and purchasing these things at all? i went back an forth for an hour. and the scoops were like two huge scoops and a little more! lee went overboard immediately and then, after mocking lee's gluttony, i did the same. the food was just fine and the ambiance impeccable. for the first time in a long time, we were the least bummy people in the place. what were they talking about next to us guys? they talked about people, whined and said superman is dead. i heard them say "win or lose" and sean thinks they were talking about horse racing and people losing their bets. i enjoyed it. then we went to somewhere i dont remember, what'd we do after that sean? oh, we went to wax trax (jerks (but suckers)) AFTER dinner. then we went to the club sean? yes. i'm too embarrassed to ask sean what the club was so imma check our myspace, hold on... shoot! you can't see the old shows! ummmm...denver. good ol' denver. high altitude up there, you know. airs thinner... oh yeah! i hated that night! we played with the worst fucking band i'd ever seen! i fantasized about fighting the singer the whole time they played and i never do that anymore. i'm getting mad right now, retyping inadequately my immense hatred for them. i just might write them a letter. greenfoot, was that it sean? yeah, fucking greenfoot. the bass player looked like the guy who gets his head blown off in the beginning of history of violence. you know that creep that you hate? well this one didn't even have the decency to get his head blown off. he just played bass like every other creep in a shiny button up club shirt and baggy jeans. the singer was like an all smiles frat boy date rapist (i guess that's redundant) tom cruise who magically transformed into a creed like rock idiot with an attitude and pain in his heart. he was tryin to be tuff but he was just stiff. i kept imagining how bad his sex must be.i think i was beginning to lose it. ally always teases me fer sticking up for "crappy bands with their hearts in the right place" and this was surely not that, but still, i think i'm on the warpath now. no more more the merrier, everybody get out of the pool. completely contradicting that appraoch: our host for the night's band was just fine, thank you. they improvised bluesy slide stuff with a cheesy rock beat and had a good time doin it just like they do every tuesday. they introduced themselves as the makeout party. and introduced a cover saying they wrote it forty years ago. just like us! ryan was extremely hospitable, cooking us tuna steak and noodles with rooster sauce. i ate like a piggy and rudely went to bed straight after. somehow, after he'd gone to sleep, a guitar fell on lee's face and ryan was right there sayin "you alright, man? ya bleedin? wanna look at it?" it weirded lee out a lil bit. i'd really like to know what really happened.

notes from the road...day thirtynine

2007-04-13T12:14:00.000-07:00

...drove a lil while to a motel and chilled out w/ sum schlitz beer and ate pizza...yummers! doodyrs watched satr trk and i spun records during commercials ! funfunfun...slept sum and drove 550 miles to las cruces er mehilla an 'ol town that used to home billy the kid and the like...lee is now done writing the blog. like he said we drove to a motel and spent the day doin nothin. everything else should be on tomorrow's.

notes from the road...day thirtyeight

2007-04-11T09:53:00.000-07:00

our 11 hour drive began with 2 hours in the wrong direction. it was frustrating to say the least. but no worries, we we're on our way to kirby's beer store where, as everyone knows, good times are to be had by all. anything interesting happen on the drive out there?... nope. so kirby's is a closet in wichita where they somehow managed to fit a whole bar inside. we sat in the van and prayed someone would show up. while we waited a harmless crackhead stood too close to our van prompting lee to do his "GIT outta there!" routine. it's one of my faves. so we went in and there was a group of pinks sitting at the table next to the stage. we bought a beer (full price!) and messed around with the brain teasers until the smarmy pink took them from us, in order to show his superior toy playing skills. i hated that smug bastard. so some kid got up and sang us songs on his acoustic guitar about how hard and sad it is being a moron. he liked tom waits. alot. we kept our faces straight for the most part, but it made me wonder about tom waits. you think the first time his roomate heard him sing he laughed? i think i would've. they were all songs about love and death and how love and hate are the same thing. i'm sorry. i hated it but did not love it. then we played for the smarmy pinks who told us "better be good or we'll leave". that's no threat, pinky's! so we hated them all and played our little songs as fast as we could. afterwards they gave us a pitcher and we played cindi lauper on the jukebox over and over until everyone left. time after time, time after time! they cut the power after a few times, but i screamed about having paid good money and they put it back on. i like all through the night better and it also works as a pun if you play it over and over on a jukebox, but they did not have it. just try to pretend you don't wish you'd thought of this already. cindi lauper aural terrorism, with a punchline! then we stayed at the weirdest house of the tour. the couple had told us they were brother and sister and it was weird. there was a trailer in the driveway that they had converted into a weird bed thing. they played us their band and it was weird. the weird dreadlocked guy talked about making us a weird breakfast. it was so weird! when they woke me in the van the next morning sean and lee were weirdly serious about getting outta there quickly. he was making the wierd breakfast and it was time to go! at like 8!

notes from the road...day thirtyseven

2007-04-08T18:46:00.000-07:00

Your old pal Sean is gonna try and get this here last blog done for the day.
So where are we? Milwaukee? Hmmm...yesterday, let's see if I can russle up some memories.
We woke up in Dan, Adie, Brian and Shannon's plush little pad, did the shower thing and got ready for a feast of the ages! In order to prepare for our mighty meal Dan, Shannon and I walked to Midget Mart. Everything was tiny! It was a store made for little people! We had to duck our heads to get in their little hobbit hole...just kidding. We're not sure why it was called Midget Mart, but the food we bought made for a large meal! Adie cooked us sausage, potatoes and french toast! Yum, yum yum. Yum, yum, yum. Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, yum. We listened to records for most of the morning, switching off our new gems with some stuff the housemates had. We discovered a band called The Resonars (Matt Rendon from The Knockout Pills) who were REALLY great! I gotta get all their records now! So after we filled our ears with good tunes and bellies with good food we made our way to The Lakeshore Brewery. Beer was consumed. A tour was held by a fellow named Nitro. He liked beer. A lot. Too much in fact. So he gave a tour of the brewery, sang songs, made quips, talked about hops and barley and things of that sort. T'was OK. Alex and Lee said there were girls dancing and waving their butts in the air on top of tables, but I didn't see any of that go down. Must've been good times though! So at the end of the tour we got free pint glasses from the Brewery and took a drive to a bar. We went full circle from the beer being made to the beer being served. The bar smelled funky, but they had free popcorn and they gave me a free cranberry juice, so that was cool. There was also a plaque on the wall that said we were official citizens of Kokomo, Indiana while we were in the bar. Not sure why or how, but it was nice to be included anyway. After the bar we went to the grocery store where Dan (not our Dan) bought supplies to make sushi for us! Back at the house we listened to some more records and chatted a bit in the living room. Lee rolled his first sushi thing and did a fine job on the first one (but fuuuucked up the second with the help of Dan and Alex). We also watched the new episode of Lost which was OK, but what about Locke's dad?! And Jack? Come on! Don't bring that Other back to your camp, she's obviously a plant! Stupid. Anyway, we left for the show which was to be held in someone's basement down the street, called The Vault. There were a bunch of locals there, which was nice to see. But we were unsure whether they would have any of our pop music. Chinese Telephones played first and were awesome! Banner Pilot from Minnesota played second, they were good too. Both bands were more of the punk variety so we were sure our songs about little kitties and birthday suits were going to be met with odd stares and cold shoulders. Not the case though! It was a GREAT show! P'rolly my favorite of the tour. Jen from San Pedro randomly showed up, t'was nice to see a familiar face so far from home. The people of Milwaukee danced and cheered and got naked! Well, one guy did during Birthday Suit. I guess he's known as The Naked Guy, that's his schtick. So he was completely naked up front with us while we played Birthday Suit and it was awkward and funny and he gave me a hug after the show. It was bound to happen someday I guess! So everyone enjoyed themselves, we played for 45 minutes or so and then met some really cool locals like one of the guys from The Mystery Girls and one of the dudes from Tuff Bananas and a bunch of other friendlies. Sorry, I'm bad with names so people are referred to as "guy", "dude" or "hey you!" It was a great show though, we had a blast and instead of partying with everyone else we headed back to Adie's house and chilled for a bit before going to bed. From here on out we will officially be known as The Party Poopers.

notes from the road...day thirtysix

2007-04-08T16:18:00.000-07:00

us at the humility gallery. photo by bill

i was so looking foward to some chicago styled pizza on our way to the city. as it turns out, not too many people there eat it and i didnt really see any pie shops open. bunch uh jerks.
no one really said anything when i asked about the drive to chicago, sorry pals. "there was a lotta snow.." and a shrug was the best i could get outta 'em. we should really be doing this the following day, not awhole week later. umm, we rolled up to the place - it was an art exhibit/basement punk show venue. I remember they told us to park 'round back and there was already someone there so lee freaked out a little and wanted to keep driving around the block til they left. they did and someone came right along and parked where the other guys were. as we started to drive around, dan suggested, "who cares, just park in front of 'em." lee did after thinking about it fer a minute or two. with it being extremely chilly, the band loaded in super quicklike. i guess they were behind schedule so we had to play right away. before i could take off my snowhat and gloves sean was already starting "#1". fun fun fun. everyones hands were frozen so the set really stunk. there was a girl or two who enjoyed the set i believe. we talked with em up stairs, where a bunch of art was laying about, and sat around lights that were giving off some heat. i chatted up peoples while the other guys watched the next bands. too damn cold to be anywhere that wasnt directly under a heated light i says. the chinese telephones played a great set everyone says. fun fun fun. after they finished, Erin from Top Ten called dan and asked to borrow his twin amp, cuz they were playing a show in a bit near the downtown area. after dilly-dally'n we made our way to the show. they didnt have a guest list so sean, our three new buddies brino, addie and danny, and i waited in the bar til the lady finally let us into the concert area. i should also point out that sean, before letting the girl explain why to us that we could not enter to see top tens last four songs without paying, gave her the hand and walked away. there was a huge smile on my face and laughter exploding throughout my head. after she let us in, I jumped on a chair to see the last couple songs of theirs. Top Ten puts on a really great show, and Tina is always an exciting little package of greatness. we greeted everyone after the show. Some purty asian girls even came up to me and said hi. they member'd me from the pop festival the previous week! next were the goodbyes cuz the house we were stayin at was an hour and uh half away. Before headin outta town we decided to eat at sum mexican food joint. We called up Top Ten for another round of hellos and fun. but, my tooth cracked on a chip and one of my front teeth really hurt from fallin down the other day, so that put a stop to any enjoyment i was gonna have with yummy foods. as i type this i have to bite into an apple with the side of my mouth. yay! that was about it i think. we said our comical/seventeenth farewell and headed out to milwaukee. i slept while our truck driver sean drove. imma finish my apple and get lee to write the next one. hugs and kisses!

notes from the road...day thirtyfive

2007-04-08T14:25:00.000-07:00

almost outta shows we be!!!
hi peoples. This is alex, and i've been sitting/napping in the van all day. i just ate a pb&j sammich so i am ready for the hitting of keys. oh god..i just found out what was after athens. detroit. well it wasnt really detroit; it was a li'l city next to it called hamtramck. who the hell spells like that? i bet they had a longer name but couldnt afford to write it out cuz that state is so poor. like me. my full name is actually alextramacky. anyways, before we arrived, we went to a record store in athens which was kinda shitty. everything was a repressing fer like twenty bucks. but! i did find a copy of the angry samoans, back to samoa for a buck. it was in a blank sleeve, but who cares. a buck! the drive to michigan was kinda fun i think. there was a tire rolling speedily on the freeway. hmm...maybe that was yesterday. when we started getting close, we became lost and pulled into a gas station to get better mapquest directions. ten sseconds after we turned the car off, a bum came up to the window, and told us to roll it down and he could help. i was scared for sean, for he would be in arms reach. the bum kept saying, "i work here. i work here. roll down the window." and, "gimmie that paper. gimmie a pen." i really thought he was gonna stab sean with the pen. looking back on that whole situation, it was pretty damn funny. well, we paid the guy a buck and lee gave him some instant noodle stuff for his diirections. we became lost like two minutes after we pulled outta the gas station and i wanted to get the money back from the guy. so we mapquested and finally arrived in hamtramck. it was prolly the coldest outta any night on tour in ole hamy. while loading in, dan chose to check his email like he was some king er somethin while we all froze to death. also lee's knee was still hurting. what a jerk. after that, dan and i walked against the chilly wind with our heads down to a grocery store across the street. the temperature was the work of the devil i think. some fella says to us, "time to go back home?" as we worked our way there. after we bought the essentials (pb&j makings, apples, bananas, carrots, and a $4 thing of grape juice we thought we lost but found the next day), we walked back and i sang some apiffy version of a nrbq song. "al, did you buy all the apples?" "yeah." "did you buy all the grape juice?" "yup." "he bought ALL the apples and grape juice!"
the bands we played with..gah. the first wasnt too bad. some older guys having fun playing pop musics. dan and i had a lil discussion about wanting bands to continue or not if their hearts are in it. i guess im an ass. after them, we played and it was a pretty swell show. "it was okay," says dan. but jeez, the band that was after us...i can honestly say that i havent seen a band that terrible in sometime. prolly top 3 outta my least favorites ive ever seen. have you ever seen a twenty year old, shirtless kid yarwl and sing about the 9/11 blues?? and they played fer like 1 & 1/2 hours. thinking they were no older than seventeen, i promptly thought about how i covered louie louie when i was 14 and in a punk band like they did to end their set. afterwards i found out they were like twenty-something. everyone was in shock of their disastrious abilities. also, according to dan, they opened up with rape me by nirvana. yarwl! i asked dan about how they probably were putting their hearts in it and he didnt really have too much to say. we ended up staying at the bass player of the gore-gore girl's apartment. Lee says it was really nice. i slept in the van. weeee!!

notes from the road...day thirtyfour

2007-04-08T14:19:00.000-07:00

we woke up and went to the record store everyone told us was the greatest, jerry's, and it was. they had so much stuff. there were shelves of every style. it's extremely hard to type and listen to weird al at the same time, did you know that? so we swooped up all the good stuff before top ten got there and basically ruined richies day by findin the rubettes record. sorry! i got an andy kim record still sealed, ally got a dwight twilley record or two and lee, lucky bastard, got a bunch of tina's picks. ally and i were hungry so we went an got pizza. i think the girl there felt sorry for us cuz she gave us 2 extra pieces. walkin back to the van we saw a guy smokin a blunt. "smells good dont it" he said. it did sort of. so then we went to athens, georgia where scott, of blackout booking fame, was kind enough to get us a show. did anything interesting happen on the way there guys? nope. you know, i like weird al as much as the next guy, unless the next guy is sean or alex. its so loud! so we got to the union and said hi to scott and went to do some laundry for an hour or two. we busted out the record player and put on ohio express and next thing you know, it was a ragin bubble party. we danced with all the girls who'd ever been in laundry commercials, they kept popping out of the washers, which of course were overflowing with bubbles. i took a ride around the dryclean rack and alex played in the spin dryers til he got dizzy. it was really alot of fun. after that we were all clean and ready to rock so we went back. it was still too early so scott gave us some money fer food and warned us not to eat the burritos, which would surely be too heavy for rockin. so we ate way too much pizza instead. it wasn't great but we were hungry. like always. after a great set of covers by a side band of scott's the exceptionals played their exceptional take on rock an roll silliness. up next were the tired, fat and braindead makeout party. the show was fantastic. the kids loved it and danced, but fer some reason we couldn't keep it together. i snapped a string right before the solo on wreckless and alex tells me i couldnt sing that night. it was very smoky in there. of course it didn't matter, everyone had a good ol time. up next was paper machetes who were fun and catchy angular weird-punk. the kids liked them too. so we went to the paper machetes house, thinking it was gonna be a chill night of byrds records and sleep, but when we got there it was college party nightmare time. backwards hats, white kids rappin along with wu tang, drunk and desperate girls, the whole nine yards. so we went to sleep in the van and next door. where it was quiet but COLD. it was snowing all day that day, but since it didn't really stick the locals call it a flurry. all in all a good time, except that lee threw the leftover pizza away. what is wrong with him anyway?
Ps. alex here. just wanted to let you all know i was very excited to get to bed before we loaded out and ran up some stairs, with my hands in my coat pockets, then fell right on my face. luckily dan was the only one who saw me cry like a baby at the sight of blood comin outta my mouth. it was just a busted lip though, me teefs are still in place.

notes from the road...day thirtythree

2007-04-08T11:48:00.000-07:00

we woke up in our hotel and sat around jivin with the aforementioned machine fer a bit then it was back on the road. today's drive was a short one but longer than we expected fer some reason. i hate it when that happens. our destination was a BBQ in pittsburgh, maybe thats why it felt like it took so long. we were so hungry! when we got into town lee was totally losin his shit. there WERE psychedelic dinosaurs around, but it wasn't that big a deal. also you dont need to mentally undress every girl you see walking down the street. its just wrong. so after lee's wild ride through insanitown, we arrived at paul from modey lemon's house. the BBQ was heatin up and we would have to wait. but not too long! the burgers were delicious and i smothered mine with honey dijon mustard which i now love. we sat and chatted with Tina and Erin from Top Ten and ate and ate. there was steak and chicken and fer the veggies there was squash and zuchini and other stuff i cant remember but it was all good. the highlight of our eating experience had to be the charbroiled pineapple. yes, pineapple. they put jus a lil bit o cayenne pepper on it and throw it on there and then booyah! candy! we ate and ran outta stuff to talk about so tina and erin got bored and went inside to play some records and generally get the party started. there were chocolate covered strawberries in there! we ate those up and then kept on dipping whatever was handy. i chatted up richie and cole from top ten and they were just as friendly as they look. thank you for the ciggarrettes. we found out later that richie is big time. he played in winona ryders and drew the cover to green day's dookie! whooda thunk? then it was time fer the show. we played ok to a bunch a people who at best thought we were ok. top ten was rulin as always but they said it wasn't their best show. next we were to meet michael from the cynics. he definately thought we were more than ok. not me so much, me he called a whore cuz i gots the face aids, but sean alex and lee were hot stuff! seans the cute one is now the official party slogan. i hung out at the bar and got free drinks from a guy who was chattin erin up and my cheeseburger never came. meanwhile lee got dry humped and fondled all over the bar. it was as if a gay lee from the future came back to treat himself the way he would like to treat others. our appetites are never quieted however so we went to track down the most mysterious of sandwiches. we dont know what the place was called but it's open all night and they got cole slaw and french fries inside the sammy. i got the spicy sausage that paul said was his favorite and owlx got roast beef so we split'em up. the hot sausage was definately better but they both were pretty good. owlx remained unimpressed. how was your sandwich sean? it was a ham sandwich that was good. the cole slaw made an interesting addition. after eating i think it started to rain a little and we went back to paul's. alex and i slept in the van and lee and sean went inside. i guess a couple people still were chillin but it wasn't anything to write about (although i just did). i love falling asleep to the sound of rain inside a car.

notes from the road...day thirtytwo

2007-04-08T10:36:00.000-07:00

so can you tell we're over it? i'm gonna have to ask where we even were. Philadelphia, the city of brotherly love came through on the name for us. we arrived way too early cuz widdo babies no wikey new york. we got to the empty club around 2 and told the bartender we were the band. he figured we were gonna say that. we asked fer a good place to get a philly cheese sammich and he obliged. the sammich was good and they also had the largest pizza slices i'd ever seen.sean and lee slept in the van while ally and i did what we always do, wander. philadelphia is a strange city. there's alot of old buildings there that i wish i knew how to describe. they got staues on top of some and you get a strange feeling when you look up at em. i dunno. also they had a park like area with giant sorry and monopoly pieces everywhere. is milton bradley from there or something? ally an i couldn't figure it out. so we wandered back after getting some apple juice, which i learned is gross lukewarm. only 8 more hours to show time! we sat in the van and listened to sundae girl and other hits on our portable record player. a cop ate in the pizza place next to us for like 2 hours. it was crazy, he kept eating and eating. like he was a pig or something it weirded us out. 4 more hours to show time! i took off my shoes and socks and let my natsy natsy feet air out a bit. also i rubbed them for like an hour or so cuz new york messes yer feet up bad, son. after that my hands were very smelly so i washed them. they had watered down dish soap in the bathroom to wash your hands with. 3 more hours to show time! eventually, our buddies the pop machine came into town and called us so we went and hung out a bit. i actually just sat in the van and slept a little. there was no one at the show except a local or two and a few friends of the aforementioned machine but the bar still fed us delicious huge hamburgers, salads, a deep fried candy bar with ice cream and booze. each drink ticket got you a beer and a shot. how's that fer brotherly love? so we played to the one person in the audience and it was pretty fun. i was feelin sick and sad, so we played a bunch of downer stuff that night. i love bringin' em down. after we played, the bar kinda turned into a party of sorts and we hung out fer an hour or so. when the non drinkers had enough of that crap we went off in search of a motel that the aforementioned friends of the aforementioned machine were kind enough to pay for ("it's really cheap" they said "only 88 dollars!"). so we watched an old episode of lost and went to sleep. also i covered my face aids (non communicable impintigo dammit!) while i talked that night, prompting lee to taunt me bout copying fever b. if only i could, lee, if only i could.

notes from the road...day twentyfour to thirtyone: NYC

2007-04-04T12:51:00.000-07:00

Nobody wants to write this right now.
So everyone is just going to shout out what happened. It's going to be a discombobulated account of our time spent in New York City. So here goes...
We drove to New York from York, PA with Sean (myself) in the driver's seat. I knew it was going to be a really bad drive just because when you put me in a car in a big city I lose my shit. I can't handle all the hustle and bustle. So we got stuck in traffic, people honked and swerved and generally behaved as New York City drivers do: assholes! So we got turned around, ended up in the Jewish district and eventually made it to Passout Records where we had our first show, or so we thought. We arrived to be greeted by Dan and Alex in the window and the wall via The Willowz record. After some chit chat with the locals we found out the show had been moved up a week. I was still upset from driving, so I went to sleep. So ends Sean story for now. Lee skated around town by his lonesome while Dan and Alex explored the mean streets of the Big Apple looking for a slice of pizza to no avail. They did find Kevin Bishop though, a New York local via Anaheim who would be accommodating us for our first few nights. Kevin led everyone to a "50 cents too much" pizza shop that was OK. Afterwards, I was scooped out of the van and we walked down to Grand Park where we were treated to a splendid view of the city. We pondered playing a set there, but there were no electrical outputs so that squashed that idea. So I was the only one who didn't eat pizza and my tummy was hankering for some food, so I asked Kevin how the sandwiches were at this deli on the corner. He said they were pretty good, so I took a peek inside and nixed the sandwich idea, instead opting for chips and a banana. I think I offended Kevin when he saw me sandwichless. "You didn't get a sandwich?" He said to me with a look. Then we went back to Kevin's tiny bushwick apartment whom he shared with 3 other people. Lee and I slept when we got there and Dan, Brian and Alex found dollar tall cans and wandered the streets for a few hours. Towards the end of the night we watched King of the Hill and Family Guy on a static-ridden television. So ends our first night in New York.
We woke up at the crack of 10am the next day. Alex says it's very difficult to go to tinkle town on the streets of New York because the houses are so close together. So we all climbed into the van and hightailed it to the MET (some art museum). While parking across the street, we noticed it was closed this current day. We then decided we were going to visit the Museum of Natural History(also known as the natural history museum to us). On the way there, we walked (by the way, Mapquest sucks when you're not using a car but instead are using your feetsies) against traffic and through large, stinky tunnels. People were hungry so before we entered the museum street-vendor hotdogs were purchased. Everyone agrees that they were delicious! So we made our way into the museum with the knowledge that it was a suggested donation. We be broke. Lines were waited in, and eight bucks donated for five tickets. Once again, we be broke. The first exhibit viewed was the Asian Cultures. Dan enjoyed much of the artwork, trying to take pictures everywhere he went but the damn flash was being a jerk I guess (Dan is asleep in the van and this is Alex trying to remember). Next was the Dinosaurs! I (alex) was sent into the most happiest moment on tour. HUGE, GIANT DUCK DINOSAURS!!! Freaking insane, I'm telling you. Also, the sloths that were larger than bears were pretty dang kooky. Lee wants to let you all know he went poop in the museum washroom and purposely did not wash his hands. Maybe he didnt and was making fun of this whole thing...Either way we think it's funny and is staying in here. "Leave my bowel movements out." Sorry Lee, but I cannot. A few of us got lost fer a bit and then two of the smokers smoked cigarettes and then we ate hotdogs again. More museum stuffs and whatnot followed. It's also very difficult to sneak into an IMAX theater when there are like seven guys standing around, doing nothing ready to take yer tickets. After the museum was a fantastic stroll through Central Park. Lee Jumped onto a large rock formation and everyone followed not knowing why being on some rocks sounded so fun. The closer we came to the van, people started talking about tickets. Guess what we found when we got to our ride! One ticket for parking in a taxi zone/no standing area. $170.00! I was amazed how calm Lee was. Supposedly, Lee thinks parking tickets ain't no thang. We sat around trying to think of something to do, for we were in NY and should be having a blast. We went back to Kevins and sulked. He got off work and we then met up with an old pal, Allie for drinks at some bar which Dan cannot remember the interior of. For most, the dollar tall-cans became a major part of the greatness that was a week in NY. Oh yeah! Brian, our little kitty, went back for his jacket (a few of us stood outside drinking cheap beer instead of paying mucho monies inside) and was dragged by his collar and thrown out! Pretty damn funny. The bouncer, a 6'5" 350 lbs. black man, got down on his knees and pleaded for Brian to throw a punch. "Hit me! Hit me!!" He says. So Brian the Brave threw two punches and knocked him the hell out. Just kidding, that guy was crazy huge. We headed home, taking the subways and went to beddie-by. New York was looking like it was gonna be super fun.
Rise and shine! Here comes Tuesday. We woke up at Kevin's house, took showers, Alex shaved for the first time in who knows how long and we watched most of this movie Moonlight Mile. "Why?!" Asked Dan. "Because it was there," replied Alex. We moved over to Ali's house after getting in the way of Kevin's roommates and set up shop there. We took her, the vegetarian, to Paul's Burgers, the most unvegetarian cuisine we could find. Holy geez, the burgers were so good there. Lee was freaking out in anticipation for his bacon cheeseburger. Dan's egg was perfect on his Texas Burger, the yolk was everywhere. The mayo was the best around and their cherry coke was unbeatable! But enough of our carnivorous exploits. After we maxed out at Paul's, we walked to a couple record stores, found some treasures and went by the salon where Ali works. We were introduced to cucumber water there and nibbled on the free chocolates they were giving away. We took the F Train back to Ali's house after we had satisfied our cravings for their cucumber water and tried to catch Dan up on season 3 of Battlestar, but it was taking too long to download, sorry Dano! So we hung out and Ali gave us all haircuts! Alex got the most cut off, Dan and Lee took off a good chunk, while I just had a baby haircut. We collected all of our hair into separate plastic bags and we're planning on taping them to record sleeves, so look out for those limited edition collector's items coming soon! Afterwards, we all sat down in our spiffy new dos and watched half an episode of MST3K before hitting the hay.
We veged out the next day. That’s all I remember. We watched the pilot episode of The 4400. It sucked. In order to make up for that atrocity of a show, we put in American Movie and loved it. So after that there was much more veging until our show at The Cakeshop that night. There was hardly anyone there to begin with because there was a Stalkers/Nice Boys show down the street. So Derek from The Pop Machine talked to the Cakeshop people and they agreed to let us play a second set so people from the other show could make it down to see us. Our first set was lackluster, we hadn’t played in a handful of days so we were a bit rusty. But Lee went over to the other show and recruited some drunkards from the Nice Boys show to come see our second set. After everyone came back, the Pop Machine set up again and played another set. Bunch of girls with tambourines and stuffs. We then set up and played a terrific show to a good group of peeps. They cheered and cheered asking for another Birthday Suit. We obliged and played it twice. Totally fun and totally rad. With the set completed, we hopped in the van and drove back to Allie and Chris’(her spiffy boyfriend) house then fell asleep.
Thursday!! The first Power Pop show was going on tonight so everyone was pretty excited. People (ie the fevers, tina! And co, yummy beautiful girls) got into town so we called em up to see whats going on. Dan got ahold of Brian Fever so we decided to take em to Pauls fer a burger. Before we did, we met up with everyone and listened to Nikki Corvette, Tina and the Total Babes, and the Fevers practice fer a bit in some underground uptown studio. Totally rad! Onward to Pauls Burgers once again. Yum Yum! Fever B. got the Soul Burger which consisted of meat, meat, burger, and lots of ham(meat!). More Yums! Afterwards we went to Rocket Scientist Records, where Sean and Dan both bought Francoise Hardy records. We also talked to the Felt-ups, a very cute Italian group of females. Equally as yummy as the burgers. Everyone but Dan and I(alex) went back to the studio and listened to more Fevers practice. After that, they headed to SouthPaw(where the pop festival was held) and Lee ran into Mark Gonzales(some skater dood)”the best style in skateboarding history” according to Lee. He did a wall-ride then looked back fer acknowledgement. Lee asked if his name was Mark, and Mark said, “yeah. Would you like to take a picture?” Lee, not camera prepared, declined. Everyone else crossed the street. “Your friends don’t like me,” quipped Mark. He then pulled out a one dollar bill and wrote down his email address fer Lee. Me to Lee, “how was that anymore exciting than a description of our day at the museum?” “it’s the samething.” “at the time listening to you guys write about the museum, i wasn’t impressed.” Lee, you are funny and make me giggle. Back to the story, Dan and I walked Manhattan, and met up with Michelle Heterohag from seattle. She and her friends bought us some drinks at a bar then we headed out to Southpaw to meet back up with everyone. On the way, we got lost and a pretty black lady hopped on the subway with us and showed us kindness unheard of in NY. The show started with Big Fun, a rockin group of young pretty women, continued with the nice boys, who lived up to their name by reppin the party heart (thanks guys!) and ended with the band 20/20 being the most amazing band ever!! They opened with “Nuclear Boy”(Mom you totally missed out) and ended with Shake Some Action. Incredible!!
The next day the band minus myself just slept and hung out at Allies til the show started. Late the night before/early morning I had went to party-town with a group of fun lovin’ gals who decided it would be a good idear to put some lipstick on me. Kisses were placed on purses. I thought it fun thanks to my enemy Mr. Booze. Waking up at 9 after an hour of sleep in a room that had been heavily partied in, I headed home with tummy ache and only a tiny sense of my location. The hotel ended up only being about an hour’s walk from Allies, but somehow I turned it into a 5 hour parade of me in Brooklyn. Let me tell you, there are some damn cute kids in the jewish part of town I ended up in. A slice of pizza and my first soda since new years and I was back to home base. Me tired and gross so I showered, took some medicine and slept until the next morning. Thank you Brooklyn. Lee says the show was pretty boring and I didn’t miss too much anyways. During the neighborhoods set though, Lee was booing, fake-kicking a girls behind, and threw a coke can which hit the ladies head in front of him.
The best/drunkest day was next. The Fevers and the Pointed Sticks were to go on!! Dan went to a day show and saw NoBunny, who you all should check out when you get a chance. We also watched an episode of Lost, which we had mixed feelings ‘bout. Also, Sean introduced me to the American Office, which I wasn’t complaining about at all. That one dude from six feet under is on it and makes me laugh. Onto the show!! Lee says he drank a pint and a half of seagrams before the Feevs went on. When they did go on, crazy hell broke loose and the dancing started. They were amazing, fantastic, superb, etc…every time I turned ‘round there was a huge smile on the bands faces. I yelled Makeout party! And Fever B. messed up the beginning of a song, stopped and then said something like “This is for the Makeout party.” We flipped our shit. The night ended with the fabulous Pointed Sticks. “Sean, what do you have to say about the Pointed Sticks?” “They were great!” (they really were)
So Sunday…ummm did we mention that new york was crazy, Alex has finally pushed the computer into my (dan’s) lap, but me brainee no workee . Sunday was our big day, as we were finally gonna play a show fer these power pop people who you’ve heard so much about. We got to the Magnetic Fields and while lee and sean checked it out alex and I pulled off the most magnificent parallel parking job I have ever been witness to. It took both of us to pull it off, but if I’m really being honest (and I never am) I’d say ol’ ally coulda done it himself. So we waited through some bands and then skipper played the saddest happy songs you ever heard. There were a lot o people there that day. Even more than the douche master showcase! So we set up and played and I downed a beer or five (I was nervous, yo) and…everyone loved us! Sweet success! homeboy from the yumyums came cuz he’d heard all the buzz about us all week. No, seriously that’s what HE said! Everybody clapped like they were trying to bring fairies back to life. I was freaking out trying to get our stuff outta there so we could play at passout records and I still was flattered stupid by random strangers. Homeboy who runs the place was especially kind. So I wouldn’t let the pop machine use our stuff and it was awkward and then Lee tells us the show was cancelled so we end up staying for their set anyway. P.S. lee the fucking show was going off and we missed out! I really wanted to play again. Baby like attention. But it was totally cool cuz we got to the southpaw in time to see top ten who were fabulous as always. Anybody know if that hit you hard song is a cover? That one DOES it for me. The crowd was a little lackluster but they rocked it and we loved it. And we weren’t the only ones, lookin at you mr bassman o milk n cookies! Who was next guys? The electric shadows, whose bass player gave lee the willies in the best way. Alex wants you to know that he boogied with Lauren who is the beautiful drummer o the rantouls and Krystal from Skipper! I want you to know that she’s TAKEN ladies and gentlemen. Its important that her and Gavin populate the earth with adorable talented lil munchkins. After the electric shadows came the go who were purty cool. Lee’s telling me “don’t talk about EVERYthing” he’s annoying the shit outta me right now! So milk’n’cookies ruled it! All week lee was like “I want em to be good, but I’m not getting my hopes up.” So I assumed he knew something I didn’t cuz usually I’M the negative jerk. But thankfully he didn’t know nuffin bout it cuz they ruled! Justin Strauss pranced around like a 16 year old with the virgin tantrums and it was jus lovely. This was also the first time I ventured to the other side o the club. The left side. It was pretty much the same but somehow I felt more anonymous. I bet I was just drunk whatcha wanna bet? Of course I missed the big moment everyone was talking about. I think I was running my mouth downstairs or something. So what happened to the jack lee set guys? He was drugged up an fuckin up. Lee said it was car crashish. During hangin on the telephone, which I’m told was especially bad, the promoter stuck his head out and was makin the throat slash quit now thingie with his hand. What do you call that anyway? You know like “Cut!”? anyhoo I guess it was purty bad. But funny if you’re a jerk like us. Quality entertainment at others emotional expense. Just say no kids. Just. Say. No. after that more forgetting on my part and some pizza. Just say no kids. Oh yeah the car battery died before we got to our show, giving the anticipation that much more of an edge. Ummmm….. “are we done with new york?” lee just asked. Yes lee we finally are. We need to say thank you to all the people who put on the show, finagled our way onto it, allowed us to run wild all over it, and special hugs and kisses to all the recurring friendly faces everyone else in the band seems to have met. It was fun and we’ve been adding multiple pages o friend requests ever since. Much love!

Ps. If yous guys got some pictures wed be ever so happy to get em from you to post here.
STUFF WE FERGOT: brian went home. nikki and the corvettes ruled. mike tody was there (sort of) ah who cares...

notes from the road...day twentythree

2007-03-25T08:40:00.000-07:00

space mutiny!

well this one isn't really from the road cuz we only sat around at rob's house yesterday doin nothin. but i guess it is because i am on the road right now. we goin to new york! yesterday we maybe had a show in MASS but they never got back to us and their website had a bunch o hardcore bands on the bill. so yeah, screw that 6 hour drive to nowhere. we woke up when we damn well pleased and waited for the delicious breakfast we could already smell. have i told you bout rob? well his hospitality is unmatched. we ate eggs and toast and bacon and sausage and pancakes and cinnamon rolls and mushrooms with orange juice and milk to drink. definately num stat ONE. this day was for slackin, and thats just what we did. we watched a mst3k, Head (the monkees' movie which was a lot better than i expected) the best episode of lost in like forever and al and sean watched battlestar galactica, which i am refraining from until i can catch up proper. its just too important to do wrong. also we played the nintendo somethin or other with the wandy things. we bowled and played tennis and darts and wario ware, they were all pretty cool. i felt really stupid until the dart game, which i could actually play. after that i wrote a song about my good girl at home. it went well i think. i have to listen to some of fever b's songs to make sure i'm not rippin them off too hard. what else happenned yesterday guys? they told me the stuff i already told you. it was a slack day. for dinner we had burritos of course and they were nummers all over again. Rob busted out some more fancy homemade hotsauce that made lee go for the milk. i dont know if you realize what a big deal that is but it is. i have seen lee eat the peppers that made homer go crazy with tapatio on top. ive seen him cut his tongue open with a razor, shove in habaneros and stitch it shut again, only to complain that the blood was diluting the precious flavor. i went against my better judgement and tried some. it was good and then it got hot and then the hotness started and after that it got really hot in the room. then the salsa kicked in and my mouth scared all the dragons out of PA. seriously i woke up at two in the morning and it had moved a foot down to my poor heart which was MAD at me. everyone tried to watch hot fuzz somethin er other but i fell asleep. its by the friends who made spaced and sean of the dead. spaced is a lovely sitcom that you've never seen. it's really good. man someone needs to punch this thing up a bit. i'm gonna turn this over to ally and see if he can make it funny, but don't get your hopes up. i think everyones grouchy! sssshhhh! (alex) if anyone is grouchy its cuz the mapquest directions be crazy. motha trucka be all like go this and that uh way. and i be like sean, yo, just drive your heart out. plus the 78 E. IS past allentown. thats all i can add. as dan stated before, we didnt do too much yesterday. and that is a great thing. thanks rob! we all love you.

notes from the road...day twentytwo

2007-03-25T08:09:00.000-07:00

Reminiscent - Lord Dragon
pre show/post garage clean-up
Helpin' out with the party

so it's been two days since the last post and alex is all "gotta write'em both dude" so i will try. we went to pennsylvania to visit our friend rob (from PA) and play in his garage. first on the agenda was to visit his burrito shop and eat. we hadn't eaten all day so we were ready. luckily for us so was rob, he had made us some chicken and potato quesadillas with all the fixins to eat while we waited for our (free!) order. rob and tyler's hospitality is unbelievable. i got robs favorite the trinity which has chicken pork and potatoes, along with black beans salsa guacamole and rice. it was delicious, and should you ever be in york PA craving some mexican food, roburrito's is as good as it gets. secret hot sauces and everything. so we went to rob's house and while i talked on the phone to my sweetie the band and rob cleaned the garage and got it all ready for us. i then hung out with a couple o local teenagers, it's a long story. anyhoo, rob had balloons and a really good psych light machine. after we got those all set up he busted out the bubble machine and we all started drooling. it used a 9 volt but all we had was a 12, so we were cranking out bubbles like machine gun fire. after a beer or two we played and everything was just lovely. people danced and goofed around and cheered for the particularly fancy guitar parts i am known worldwide for, which makes me HAPPY. also they cheered for many of alex's crazy ass fills and sean's delightful rendition of our current top ten hit, birthday suit. they wanted to hear that one again. fer sure one of the best shows we've played. afterwards, we converted the garage once again, this time into a makeshift movie theatre complete with a projector, a huge ass screen and couch seating. rob is a man of mystery and magic. our film for the night was the modern piece de resistance entitled "snakes on a plane". there was more than one person dressed in the appropriate plane attire. so i fell asleep during that piece o crap and when i woke up i did what i usually do, go back to sleep. the party was bangin. we even got an impromptu james brown impersonation, which was spot on and all about how good our band was. i complimented the young man the next day and he had no idea what i was talking about. it seems he also hit his head very hard twice that night and puked in robs car on the way home. they were checking out the hole his head had left in the drywall downstairs the next morning. like i said the party was bangin. a million thanks to rob and tyler for doin what they always do.
alex watched: kind hearts and coronets (a darn good flick)

notes from the road...day twentyone

2007-03-23T09:14:00.000-07:00

Lee and Nakita

us rock'n out. ba dum ch!
Our favorite donkey, Festus
Black Cat Flyer of Love

word. after our smash breakthrough in charlotte, we drove straight to selina's in boone, n.c. i slept on the way and then arrived and slept some more. when we woke up we took much needed showers and brushed our filthy scum covered teeth. when i (dan) flossed, the junk from in between smelled like poop. its embarrassing to tell but dammit this blog business is SERIOUS. so selina made us green pancakes with just the right amount of cinnamon, but held out on her real maple syrup cuz thats for her and her alone. are you ready for this? cuz things are bout to go down! alright, keep all this on the low, but selina's got the hookup at this mountain they got out here so we went. she takes care of animals there and we were going to visit those very animals. first we went to the peak of the mountain and listened to the carter family and crossed a really high bridge and blah blah blah BEARS, bitches! we fed bears. we crossed the invisible boundaries between bears and man with a spoonful of peanut butter. they love that stuff. also peanuts, raisins and cookies. in typical lee fashion, he mixed all his together, making a super sweet bear concoction that no bear could possibly resist. there were also baby bears that we couldn't feed cuz they gotta be kept scared 'o people. one of them scared me! i was leanin in all close like and he leaned forward all fast. my eyes got real big and my heart pounded a little. it was cooler than anything you've ever done. then we visited some of our otter friends, who were chillin out, swimmin, explorin and generally bein cute. also we saw nikita and aspen, two cougars that we were about to become friends with. we walked to this weird room with cages in it and selina opened a door to the cougar area. "Nikita!" she said, and whala! a 150 pound killing machine pounced in and started pacing back and forth. we stood there waiting for her to calm down a little and when she did, i started sneakin little touches of her feet and legs. she came around and let us all pet her. she was the cuddliest little killing machine! lee started petting her chin and neck and thats when she told us that thee makeout party is her favorite band, ever. when she purred it sounded like growling. we also made friends with a charming donkey named festus. that was cool but, you know, cuddling with bears and cougars is just, well... festus we love you. oh man though, bears and cougars. thats a party and a half. if you ever get the chance (and you won't) give a bear some peanut butter and just watch him go. so we left and tried to get some BBQ but both places were closed. they act like they're all about BBQ but they're only open fer the tourist season, boo! we had crappy hamburgers with even crappier lemonade and went to the record stores while alex caught yall up. i found a walter wanderly record (which rules hard) and 10cc and liza, sean got alice cooper's first, a peter pan bubblegum music record, the buckinghams and the mirrors but lee won with his purchase (sean's find) of the spongetones cd. 2 bucks and when we opened it, it was signed by the whole band. lee is gonna switch with sean when we get home cuz thats whats right, dammit. fat cat records hooked up the deals. we then headed over to black cat burritoes for a frustrating exercise called "find the mexican food at the burrito place in north carolina". there was none. what was on yours again alex? fuckin pineapple. they fed us and gave us beer but seriously, they should have at least one burrito at any burrito place. instead they had : the dont be a jerk-chicken shrimp pineapple jicima and our own jerk sauce and satay it to me softly-chicken tofu in a spinach wrap stuffed with carrots broccoli carmelized onions thai peanut sauce peanuts and mung sprouts. whats a mung sprout? they weren't that bad, we just wanted burritos. so i scooted my chair back a little and ended up falling down some stairs. we waited and waited for everyone to leave so we could play, but oddly enough, more people came! so we rocked down the house animal style in honor of our friends back on the mountain, and sold lotsa rekkids and badges. i think i musta been a lil bit tipsy cuz im blanking between loading out and getting to bed. lee tells me it took 2 minutes to get home and nothing happened, well that explains that. now we're sitting in the van driving to york pennsylvania talking bout girls we didn't sleep with. aren't we the sweetest?
currently listening: good golly miss molly (with snore accompaniment by brian)

All new pictures posted all da way back 2 day terteen.

notes from the road...day twenty

2007-03-22T15:16:00.000-07:00

A lil puppy-love after our unloved show
On tour with Lee, always a blast

Number of Alex posts today: 2
Yesterday was easily the most weird day of tour for me. That or it was the most alcohol I have consumed in one day on tour. Either way, it's a good possibilty that we should not get into town too many hours before we're gonna play. It's like that saying "idle hands are the devils tool." cept, replace hands with alexs. It seems that throwing large sticks at a beehive located above our van is not a good idea to anyone but me. Whoda thunk
Packed with Noahmade sammiches, we went for a drive to Charolette NC. After finding the club we were to play that night, we decided that it would be a better to leave that area asap and head for record/thrift stores all day. We visted five or six shops with only minimal amounts of finds.I'm prolly not gonna list em all but, Dan: An Archies record a Tommy Roe one - Sean: a Reunion 7" - Brian: A beatles 7" with a nice cover - Lee: A NRBQ record at LunchBox records aka home of the Jerks - Me: a few 7"s, 1910 Fruitgum Co. an Ottis Redding one and a Dwight Twilley record. Also, Brian has bought another coat. Everyone shook their heads and sighed when he came out with it. Funny little jacket-wearing kitty. Also, I can honestly say, I've never smelt anything worse on Dan than the jacket he got yesterday. Dan also pointed out that you can't haggle down a couple bucks at thrift stores in north carolina for phrases like the following pop outta peoples mouths- "Priced in the back" "We NEVER do that" "I'm a big jerk" The last one I just assume they say often.
Peoples were pretty hungry after the long haul that is thrifting so we went to a burger joint. Dan and I made pb&j sammiches while the others ordered to go. Next we drove around looking for a liquor store, for we decided to sit on some nice grassy lot located next to the club for the following two hours. Alcohol found/Area located/Old-broken down bus marked on. We guys sat around talking, laughing, eating and drining for a bit. Good times, good times.

(lee!) ..and i really had to ''go'' & the gas station attendent wouldnt lemme go,so i pushed the door open with the signs..he sed sir .sir...no no...awww...so i held it fer a while..the mile stone finally opened its doors to me with smiling faces and i, t.c.b.! okiedokie,so wowza! since '69 this lil dive has showcased a whole lotta bands( ie..r.e.m,bad brains,violent femmes,murder junkies,melvins,makeoutparty! etc)...a couple tourin bands ie "gaylord" came and played and did their thang...uhh,if thats what ya call it...umm...as soon as the local boys hooked me up did i knowwe had a mutual luv for hasil adkins,minutemen..fyp..,modernlovers,mc5 etc...cool cats..they even had a pit .pup..too cute it was..they nite finally ended..settled up ..and the local 's made me make a rebel yelp err..rebel war cry..er sumpin like that...ive got the hillbilly blood so, ihappily obliged into the nite.
sean then soon drove us all thru the appalachian blue ridge mtns. to our pal selina's home..nitenite.

notes from the road...day nineteen

2007-03-22T14:25:00.001-07:00

Papa and Sonson

attack of the killer alex posts!
Everyone is in the record stores shopping right now and me out of record monies so me blog. boy, new country music is hellish. one means two, and two means three. boo i say.
soooo the departure from Mr. Bush's house was it? Well, I woke up from a dream which was very enjoyable for me. In the dream, I was At Gordon's house sitting 'round when a bat flew through a window. I then shot it with a crossbow and the bat started to scream. Very high pitched and lengthy. Night came and outta nowhere all animals from the forest started attacking the house. Large deer, beavers, birds, wild pigs, a moose, and even a squid towards the end when the house became flooded for some unkown reason. Also, when they stopped attacking, I flew on a birds back, with the band, to a Guitar Center which we raided. Then we made our way back and suddenly I was awakened by Lee getting out of bed. After laughing to myself, I put on some pants, walked down stairs to see Dan lying on the floor for some odd reason, said my good mornings, then hung about watching Gordon make, what was to be a great breakfast. The yum-yums consisted of creamed-eggs, toast, waffles, and homemade jelly. The eggs on toast has been in the Bush family fer awhile now. Yum, yum, yum. We next finished up laundy, and got everthing ready fer the ride to Charleston, Sc. After hugs and handshakes we left. I can't recall the drive too much, but I'm sure you fellas didn't miss out on anything kerrazy.
South Carolina had its fun and comical moments like any other town. We rolled into town kinda early and found the record store that we were to play at when five 'o clock came. Twas spacious and had free coffee and some beers that the guy had purchased for us. We set up, drank some (I dropped a glass bottle on the ground and cleaned it up), got hungie so Brian and myself strolled a few shops down to a chinese food resturant. It took Brain several minutes to order some ordinary rice and then he bought me a bowl of chicken-rice. Lee came in and ordered after seeing how much foods we got for so little monies. Dan and Sean soon followed. I believe Sean was a lil bit disappointed, but the rest of us liked it. Also, a black kid came in through the doors, glanced at us, then headed to the counter muttering somethin like "Ching-chong, chong."
The show itself wasn't the greatest. A couple people walked in and out throughout the set. A little girl bought a record and a really nice guy named Noah watched the second half of the set. We jokingly hit him up about a place to sleep and he accepted. Sean and I have been wanting to see 300 for awhile now so we decided it was movie time after we loaded out. Noah hung around then offered us spaghetti at his place, Nice guy. Before we left for the movies, a homeless looking man with hooks for arms told us 'bout a movie he had just made. He ran around the corner got a poster and showed it to us. I didn't really hear his spiel, but I'm sure it was an interesting story. We all shook a hook then headed out.
The movie! I loved it. Sean/Brian/Lee all disliked it. And Dan, he leaned towards enjoyment. I'm going to stick with my "It looked like a comic book but on film, so you should love it just for that reason" opinion. Frank Miller is someone I would buy a drink for when I can afford it. We got lost heading to Noah's afterwards, called him, and found we could not park across his street for the neighbors mamma parks there. Noah invited us in, showed us a spiffy salt-water fish tank, offered us drinks, then went on and made us dindin. Delicious. I ended up drinking a glass of scotch and a few beers then headed to bed cuz me tired like that. I'll get another guy to tell you what happened that night when they are available. (Dan) ok, after babypie alex went to get his beauty sleep, the real party started. and by party i mean movie. it was about rabbits and it was a cartoon and the intro was really cool looking. i cant remember what it was called and by the time it was over i was asleep. noah's roomate came home with a girl, then his other roomate came home with an attitude. he walked in without a word and started throwing cans away. it was the most aggressive recycling i've seen. noah was extremely kind. also his dad played guitar in the nightcrawlers who's sole hit little black egg is known round the world to spiffy dudes like us. wait til you here what were gonna do in 2 days!!!! it involves sleek aggressive killing machines!! Onto the next days post.

My head currently: Less itchy when I use Seans 2in1 shampoo.

notes from the road...day eighteen

2007-03-20T10:13:00.000-07:00

Fake outhouse awesomeness
Mr Bushs abode

Or as many will come to call it: "Day of Marinated Greatness"
This is only a few seconds after Dan pressed publish so it both him and myself having fun with the internets. We had a pretty good day to look foward to as we drove outta Ms. Sipy's town. Dan's father, Gordon, and his wife, Denise, were expecting us for a day and uh half. We just had a minute talk about commas after that sentence. Aren't we just a crazy bunch? Sean started out driving and about half way to Georgia we stopped for a potty break at some gorgeous rest stop. After stretching our legs and other appendages, Sean spoke with Dan 'bout Lee being in a bad mood when asked to finish the drive. So, Dan thinking it would be a great gesture of friendliness, jumped in the drivers seat which caused, what I thought, was one of the most comical arguements between Lee and Dan yet. It involved lots of yelling from the two about eachothers driving. More so of Lee's from Dan's point of view. I'm quite sure what happened next is what set me off in my own paradise of uncalled for happiness. The ordeal ended with Lee giving Dan the most awkwardly mean and unxpected hug from behind I've ever seen in my life. It might have even been the only one I've ever seen actually. Very intense but odd for it was a hug. Maybe he was trying to sufficate him with love I dunno. You crazy Lee.
The drive itself was fine. There was a bumpy moment or two, but it was Dan's first driving moment and windy so anything Lee said was basically out of hate and not truth. Terribly, terribly funny for me however. "Oh! Everything's falling apart now." - Lee after a sharp turn had made a box fall over. Dan's reply: "It was the first turn I have ever taken in this van." Also take note people, the men and women driving the highways of Georgia are a bunch of jerks. With their constant swirving in and out of lanes. Tsk tsk.
The closer we were getting to Mr. Bush's house, the more excited everyone was getting. We took some wrong turns and I listened to a funny call between father and son about what highway goes east/west and not south/north. Soon, we were driving small roads winding 'round what Dan has labeled "waterin' holes" and lookin at houses surrounded by little forests. We arrived at Gordon's self-built cabin of love. I had expected something I built with lincoln logs when I was a kid, but to my amazement it is a truely lovely house, almost jaw dropping. Next, the greetings and the makings of home. Lee was outta the van and into the bathroom before i had tied my shoes. Dinner was a knock-out. Sean's mother, Patty, has a contender it seems. Marinated chicken, char-swiss or swiss-char dan says (it was like a mellower spinach) with bellpeppers and onions, a rice like jasmin but more aromatic, and our choice of red stripe beer or sweet tea. The ignorant ones chose the beer. We chatted a bit then headed out on a path through the Bush's land for a pleasant hike. The Bush family, it seems, own quite a bit of land out there. "A couple acres," Dan says unsurely. I had wanted to walk til I could no longer, but I heard a bunch of cries from a bunch of babies about it getting dark so we turned around and headed back. On the way back I opted for the paths that were not cleared so I ended up with thorns from a briar patch (prolly black berry bushes) all over my pants. Those buggers hurt I tells ya. We chatted and loaded in and out laundry throughout the night. Towards the end of it all, a few of us had a three hour ping-pong session. Sean and Mr. Bush ended up destroying Team Danlex (the defending champions). Afterwards came sleep time for most. Big and little Bush talked and looked over old pictures for some time before hitting the hay. It was a great day for all. Also, Brian tried out his snoring strips unsuccessfully. Too bad for those light sleepers. Til tomorrow kiddos!
luv, alex
ps. hi dad.

notes from the road...day seventeen

2007-03-20T09:36:00.000-07:00

say goodbye to mickey, dan
Sleepy kitty. Aka - Brian

Wull hullo thur! It's dan here wif mah brudder al, an we gonna tell yuh a lil bit bout whut we ben up to. yeehaw (gunshots)! so when is brian gonna write a blog? oh whenever you ask, says brian. ok how bout today's? sure. brian is asleep. the drive to jackson mississippi was long fer me. i was cranky i think. ya herd bout the gum'n'whatnot so thats pretty much that. two rednecks wouldn't stop staring at us forever at the gas station. at first i was all "what!?" but they won, i got nervous. we got greedy in traffic after our gum success, and got ourselves an empty can off another stranger. the drive sucked. we arrived in jackson and it was dead and ugly and there was trash everywhere like blanchard after a bad party. we made our way to w.c. dons and the owner terry told us since no one (NO ONE) was there he'd rather we didn't play. instead it was hot dog time! alex was bummed so he went wandering around the town. i was bummed so i ate a hot dog. the streets have like, real fire gaslamps for lights, alex said. and terry's hot dogs are fantastic. he thinks he's paying tribute to nathan's in new york but his are far superior in everyway. I hate you louis! you phony new york jackass! anyhoo, we ate and drank a beer and hoped people would show up or the bar next door would let us play or the people inside would take us with them to the drag show or ANYTHING! but no, it was not to be. we heard about terry's hot dog cooking techniques and tastes. he's eaten hot dog's for two years now and he's not sick of 'em. jus a lil yellow mustard and sometimes some onions but thats it. the weasely dirtbag soundguy, who introduced himself as the black sheep of the peavey family, got my new mickey mouse sweater off of me! sometimes i have problems saying no. the rest of the band is sure im an idiot. after he asked for it and i said yes, i realized how retarded i was being. i even asked for it back and he said yes, but then when he asked again, poof, big baby jesus comes out an gives it right back again! there is something wrong with me. i hated that guy an he was treating me like i was some rich kid with sweaters to burn. peavey sucks and their tweak addict nephew is even worse. so lee and alex swooped up the prime van real estate and sean, brian and i slept in the stinky bar. brian says there were like families hanging out at 2 in the morning. weird. sean and lee had some half assed adventure at the bar next door but screw it. we still gotta write another one for yesterday.
listening to the burrito bros and trex

Notes from the road...day sixteen

2007-03-18T11:57:00.000-07:00

Conservatory show in OKC. Carol Bui
Esteban(Chavey or Chevey). maybe.

Easin on down the road with your boys Dan and Lee.
Yesterday started early as all get out for me. the first thing i remember is being angry at brian for snoring, then frightened at the torrent of profanity that came pouring out of a mouth that surely couldn't be mine. Homie SNORES. so i got up before the sun, took a shower and headed down to our continental breakfast, which wasn't happening yet, as it was LIKE FOUR OR SOMETHING. so i chatted with the desk person about the crappy coffee and then with my baby about everything else. she was still up from the night before and just thinking about it makes me mad at brian all over again. so eventually i wandered back to our snore chamber and laid down to wait for everyone else to wake up. it took forever. so wake they did and we proceeded down to deb's room, which was the de facto office for the epic summer blockbuster known as the sxsw project (working title). they fed us more and we got in the van to pretend to arrive at the party. again. me likey watch movies. me no likey movies watch me. so we did our best to be our lil lovable selves (not funny) and took pictures with our filmy friends. what approach do you think the filmmakers should take in regards to our performance lee? "use us as little as possible so the seconds of character shine bright enough for our true selves to..." this is going nowhere. so we left for real and headed to the conservatory in oklahoma city, or the OKC as alex and i would call it, if we were thug livin in the real OK town. what happenned on the drive there? we used the commute-ticator to great success, lee tortured brian with an hour or two of NRBQ and generally teased and taunted him for whatever came into his head that second. it was awful (funny). we arrived at the conservatory and immediately raided the record store next door and came up wif some pretty good stuff. we got$1 mojo mags,t rex!,roxymusic's first, a 2 disc curtis mayfeild retrospective, double album cds of tommy james and the beegees first, a trojan ska box set, saucerful of secrets and i got a sorrows record. jim hooked up the fat deals and we responded with some california love. so we played to a mostly empty bar full of enthusiasm. at least until we ruined it by playing for 3 hours. seriously, we dont know when to quit. two thirds of our fanbase was wiped out early in the night by a father-related emergency, but we soldiered on. oh yeah! the williez put their sticker over our name on the poster we sent out. i wanted to keep it but some lil girl swiped it and tore off the sticker before i could explain to her what irony is. it came right off. pussy ass sticker didnt even stick. so then the weirdness started. as we loaded out and sold some swag lorrie informed us that she was going into chemo the next day and prolly wouldn't make it...um....uh...umm... . And then we went to Britney's house! you may remember britney from the williez show a few years ago, no? well her parents were pleasantly out of town so we had full run of the place, giant toilets, dogbears named beauford and all. at least until Unkle Whitey (MARK to you!) stopped in for a chat. more like snuck-in for god knows what awful thing. he seemed drunk and edgy and strolled in bestowing golden nuggets of truth and wisdom like "you need a haircut" and "you really need a haircut". he told everyone that except me, and i wasnt even having a good hair day or anything. but i guess i just got it like that. thanks unkie whitey! so after our psychological beatdown, he hit us with a blaze of zen mastery commonly known as the riddle. "if animals south of the equator weren't grateful," said he "would christmas and thanksgiving be on the same day?" (dramatic pause). he was freaking us out. i had it in my head that this was an answerless nothing designed to pummel our minds into baby food. or worse, to distract us while the cops came. he then belittled sean's hair, which definately seemed to offend his delicate hair sensibilities the most. after that they stared at eachother with a painfully awkward intensity i will not attempt to convey. believe me, it was heavy. "don't get up" he said. but sean had made no pretense of up-getting and we were confused yet again. so he left, creepily as he came. i saw britney struggling to understand whatever hints he was dropping from behind me. it was not going well. what was THAT all about?! britney explained "he used to own a fancy restaurant that (oklahoma?!) celebrities would come to, but now he sells cars for my dad." it raised more questions than it answered. but yeah, i think i hate that guy. and britney's mom totally does! so we cleaned out the tiny amounts of hooch and spaghettios she had and watched lee bring shame on humankind with his sexual lee-ness (it involved beauford). i was too scared to sleep on a 17 year old OU football hopeful's bed so i opted for the floor. it was aight. this morning we woke up and got on the road and have been stuck in traffic ever since a useless stop for a record store in Denton. we got like nine hours to go and we're not moving. lee is enjoying our van's tinted window voyeuristic capabilities and i am not really enjoying colin blunstone's solo album. "he was working in an office when the zombies looked him up and wrote an album for him" sayeth sean. "that last one was kinda funky." sayeth alex. "this songs been the best so far"typeth i. "oh waaaooow!" sayeth huell howser. we just commute-icatored our way into some gum! for those of you who've spent your life trimming dinosaur toenails in the desert, the commute-ticator is a device used to tell fellow travellers of the road just what, exactly, is on your mind. with such endlessly repeatable phrases as; get a life, nice rust and lets do lunch, you know you'll never be at a loss for words. so we thingied the nice lady, and after turning down our offer of lunch by way of her ring finger, she gave us all a pack of gum! this is the best traffic jam ever (special thanks to esteban!)! so wish us luck, we totally are not making the show on time.
...PoP! culture currently listening to brendan benson, alternative to love!

notes from the road...day fifteen

2007-03-18T09:13:00.000-07:00

Dustys Party
Good, good times
Tryin' to not notice
Apache rock'n
Party at sxsw

"Yo!" As Alf would say. Hi fellas and lil q-t-pies. Hmm..missing two days from the blog it seems. I'll be taking care of this right quick. I is Alex. Our day fifteen started with late night/early morning Guiness and jelly-filled pastries at Dan's brother's house. Mike! He is totally rad and has a picture hangin on his wall of him on an old tractor. I fell asleep before everyone for I am a baby when it comes to sleep. Eight 'o clock comes round and me wantie a pillow. From what i heard the next day, Dan caught up with his brother whilst others slept. Also, I quit the band. Did I forget that? These guys are like a bunch of mayors from different comically titled towns - Jerktown. El Jerkso. Jerkington, etc. Just kidding. But really, these blogs need some spicing up. Or at least some goofy pictures. Someone wake up Brian and tell him to get with the phototakings. This guy sleeps more than anyone in the band. I had to flip for the middle seat the other day. I lost. But! Luck-i-Lee had just stopped driving and stole it from both of us.
I'm quite off track now. Thanks. So, we departed from Mike's house heading for SxSw in Austin. I spent the three hour trip on the computer getting numbers to music stores for Lee so he could purchase a speaker for the bass amp. We rolled into town after finding out the show had been switched from a club to a house party. The day started to get more interesting as we met up with the Time-Flys/Apache/Cuts and company. We found 'em at a large party-tent show sitting on the grass not really paying attention to the bands. Rightfully so. Meh is a word used much so round this time in Austin. We greeted and then continued to hang out on a hill with the cutest damn puppy I've ever seen. Guy was as big as my fist and had a patch of dark hair round one eyeball. We then headed to the house party. I can't be the only one who forgot, but as we arrived there was a flurry of film crew surronding the van. "Oh yeah! We're shooting a fake documentary today." We met a few peoples again - Jerry( Kelly on camera) the man who would become our new tambo player for the show, Estabon (Chavey) our interviewer, Joe/Deb and the rest. Then we answered some fake-ish questions, unloaded, then rested for a few minutes before being hustled into the van for another shooting of our "arrival" to the show. Competely dorky and it made me giggle. Films are oh so funny sometimes. Afterwards we set up and played. Mr. J. Beam should receive our thanks from everyone but Sean. I'm quite sure I sped everything up about double the speed of normal. Fun stuffs. After us, Apache played. Really entertaining rock & rollers from the SF/oakland area. Go see em when you can. A few of us went to a burger joint following Apaches completition. I should have found out the name of the place for the burgers were amazing. Eight then rolled round, so I headed back and waited for the band to finish so we could get our mic back and go to another house party Dusty Rhodes had set up for us. We ended up taking two mics and should apologize. It was Brians fault everyone, blame him if you must. Next was Dustys lil friends place. We unloaded to a few guys playing four-square in a backyard. Texas is crazy like that fool. We played alright. Lee was captive in a beer soaked spiral of hilarity which is always fun for me. Dusty Rhodes and the River Band went on a bit after us. "They are a GREAT live band." - says Sean. The remainder of the night had looking for the right hotel, which the video crew had set us up in. Thank you much guys! Eventually we found it and everyone went to their rooms. That be the end of the night and the end of this post. rarh.
Whats Playing Today: The Salvation Army(Befour Three 'o Clock), the Bee Gees 1st, A Trojan Ska box set, and The Kinks Face to Face
ps should have some of the party pictures in a few days.

notes from the road...day fourteen

2007-03-16T09:09:00.000-07:00

Back by poopular demand... it's dan!
Making yesterday sound funny will be quite a chore. My personal experience was much like this; sleep, wake up grumpy, sleep, wake up tired, sleep, eat garbage in strange place, sleep, get to my brother mikes and sleep. See? Not funny. The engineer Dave gave us a copy of a Mitch hedburg cd he had. that was funny, but not so funny to tell. alex stole a pillow from our overly generous hosts. it was an accident and we took it back. the young man working the counter at the truck-stop denny's in Iowa had THUG tatooed on his pasty white knuckles. he was telling the old man in front of me how "it's hard, cuz, ever cop'n'judge in town no hoo ma stepdaddy is". but it was more sad than funny. i wasn't ready for it. Fever B gave us all presents, mine being cds of crowds booing bob dylan fer going electric and generally playing the most beautiful music ever. pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa Pa Pa PA PA PA PA PA PA PA PA PPPPSSSSSHHHHH!!!!! that wasn't funny until alex booed at the end of one a song, putting it all in perspective (people are dumb). the mcdonald's in kansas had a dollar menu that sucked, and enough creepy little summer camp kids to perfectly compliment my flavor laced soda enhanced fear and loathing. it was raining they tell me, but im not sure either way. anyhoo, my brother mike was just lovely as always, even though it was in the wee hours and he had work at 6. we talked about nothing fer a while and wished we had more time before we went to bed. today we woke up and left. we are expected to act when we get to south by southwest. seriously. theres gonna be a fake band member named jerry and everything. and, as you have surely sorted out by now, im just not my usual lovable charming self today. im pretty sure this blog started out stupid and then fell down the stairs so i'm gonna go ahead and keep spacing out to syd barrett.

notes from the road...day thirteen

2007-03-15T12:27:00.000-07:00

Travis and Georgia's band - Blue Bird

Wherefore art thou Sean? I’m right here!
We woke up bright and early and prepared for a day of chores. Crystal would be our tour guide for the day. She took us to breakfast first and paid for it, what a gal! Thanks Crystal! She then directed us to a Jiffy Lube where we got an oil change for our precious van. My shoe dripped oil all over their floor. It was leaking out of my shoe. Not sure how, so don’t ask. We then went looking for a drive through car wash. We found one a couple of miles down the road (no thanks to the Jiffy Lube guy) and got to sit in the van as all sorts of colorful soaps were sprayed over us. It was fun! Lee was very proud of how nice our van looked afterwards. He kept circling her saying, “She looks great!”
Record shopping was next on our agenda, Brian had been buying all the good records while we were recording, so fuck that sleepy little cat. But we managed to find a couple keepers. I got Blue Angel (Cyndi Lauper’s first band, been looking for it for awhile) and I also found records by Bobbie Bubbles, who covers The Archies and other hits of the day (like some Puf’n’stuff songs) and an album by The California Poppy Pickers who also cover hits of the day (including a rendition of 1910 Fruitgum Company’s Special Delivery from their Indian Giver album, sweet!). Lee bough Dan the Turtles’ Battle of the Bands LP (Great!) and he bought Crystal Tommy James’ Cellophane Symphany album (I haven’t heard it yet, but someday I’ll find it for a dollar).
After records we attempted to go practice at the It’s a Secret studio where we recorded. It did not go to well. No, not well at all. Dan was very sleepy. I was pissed off. Lee was annoyed. Alex was the same happy-go-lucky guy he always is. So we ditched practice after awhile and headed back home. Alex, Lee and I watched the rest of “The Dead Talk Back” episode of MST3K, then a little Kinks DVD and finally finished the night with an episode of Fawlty Towers. Around 8:30 we headed to our show at The Hexagon Bar. We said “Hi” to The Pop Machine and then Georgia and Travis pointed us in the direction of a bowling alley that served burgers, so we walked down a block and ate some food. Lee was charged $12 for his meal, to which he said “Twelve dollars?!” Shouldn’t have gotten that bacon, soda and onion rings friend! While we were eating, they were having a Guitar Hero 2 competition. We kept yelling “Play Surrender!” But all they wanted to play along with was Kansas and Wolf Mother, blech.
So we walked back to the show and saw The Pop Machine play, we’ll be playing with them for four or so more times. Thanks to them for helping us out with some shows!
Then Dan woke up, we played and it went much better than our shitty practice. People danced, fun was had, couldn’t ask for more. So we sold a bunch of stuff, which was nice, and made a chunk of change. Cha-ching! We also met some of the dudes from Boys Club, they’re playing the Power Pop Fest in New York too. We like them. Bluebird played too, which featured Travis and Georgia, as well as the bass player from the Hypsteryz. Lee loved him. “What’d you think about that guy?” Asked Sean from his seat in shotgun.
“He was amazing. Fuckin’, living legend. True American original. Die hard rock 'n' roller with a white bandana, handlebar mustache and steady as a rock. He never blinked once!” Replied Lee from the driver’s seat.
So once the night was over we said our goodbyes to everyone (whom we’ll be seeing again once we get to New York), climbed in the van and headed back for our last night in the apartment. Did we mention that the White Stripes, Nikki Corvette, Tina, The Fevers and many more people we love stayed in that apartment too? We shared the same shower.
So we listened to records for a little bit before we went to bed. I fell asleep while everyone was still hanging out so I’m not sure how long everyone stayed up. Everyone is sleeping in the back of the van right now so I’m assuming it was another late night. See you tomorrow.

notes from the road...day twelve

2007-03-15T09:30:00.000-07:00

Dave and the gang
recordings all done! thanks everyone!!

Sean here.
Lessee, we missed a day so gimmie a minute to let my mind reach back a couple days and pull out a few memories.
...hmmm...
Ok, we woke up and ate at the Neighborhood Cafe. The food's still good. Then we started on our last day of recording! Everyone was nervous because we had so much to do and so little time. Dan did all of his piano stuff during the day and it sounded great! While he did that Alex and I watched the new episode of Battlestar Galactica. T'was another great episode and it featured Mark Sheppard who played Badger on Firefly, nerd connection!
When Dave showed up around 6pm we ate some pizza. It was OK, not my thing; too "adult" for me, as Lee put it. So what if I don't like spinach on my pizza?
We finished up the vocals that night. Skipper came in and they recorded some vocals for the "ooh la las" on 2EZ2LVU, sounded great! It was the last thing we recorded. So we're done! Our record is left in the hands of Travis and Dave who we're hoping will do a bang up job mixing it and make us sound great! They better...or else! We'll get a rough copy in New York. We're planning for a July release. So our fingers are crossed. After we were done recording we went out to the Hexagon bar and hung out with Brian and Crystal from Skipper, fun times! I played pinball, but I suck.
So we went home, hung out a bit more and watched a little MST3K before we hit the hay.
So I suppose that's it for recording. We really hope it sounds good in the end. Please make it sound good Travis!
P.S. No harmonica thing on Birthday Suit!

notes from the road...day eleven

2007-03-13T13:00:00.001-07:00

..hey! it's me,lee! soo..we're puttin' finishing touches on our debut lp ,helmed by the fevers! as if ya didnt already know!
umm,we've been fuelin' the fire with lot's of CANDY! and any and all kinds of food!!..bagels/creamecheese,soup,bbq,sandwiches,pizza,hashbrowns,even chicago style hotdogs that the kind owner of joey d's hooked us up with FREE! cheese balls..mmmm..deef fried goodness. yes,uh huh...
..we all laid down sum vocals and sum wacky stuffs to huff!puff!...it's insane! seriously..be prepared to have yer mind blown!
after a long day at the studio which we were late to,due to umm..whatschama call it?..tyme change...spring forward!! ayyee..
my personal fav. ultimate godhead moment of tour has to been when we received an intimate concert from our good pals, SKIPPER (fever B,Crystal,& Brianna!!!) after recording...simply beautiful. their the reason we got on the powder poop fest in nyc cus of a typo.."skipper&themakeoutparty"..well we were flattered beyond belief...umm,hello?! fevers,pointed sticks,20/20 ,nikki corvette ,josie cotton,MILKnCOOKIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!etc..
ps...sean was tired and actin like an ol' crank..so,i kicked him in the shin's and sent him to bed..it didnt help matters much..but i sure found it funny..heheheehehheheheheeehehehehehehheheheheheeehheheeeeeeehhehehhehehehhhahhahahhahaaaawwww!

notes from the road...day ten

2007-03-12T10:52:00.000-07:00

Alex Again. Agree. Angst. Arm. Artichoke. Spelling!
So it has been a few hours since I have seen this screen. There is some Make-Out Party musics going on in the background and Travis is recording some tambourine (or Tambo as I have come to call it). "Yesterday?" You ask...Well we recorded of course!
My day started off with Lee in the shower and me needing to urinate. Though it would have been neat to spell my name in the snow, I felt it was much too cold. Anyways! We headed to the studio and I was a bit saddened to hear that there was not going to be a diner-breakfast. Travis bought some bagels and two types of cream cheese. If this blog seems like it's taking forever, which it shouldn't, it's because I keep having to record percussion stuffs. One Egg-Shaker and some fancy glass work by Dan recorded! Where was I? Oh yes, the two types were regular and salmon. The latter, I didn't care for too much, but it tickled everyone else’s fancy. Afterwards Dan received some tea I believe and got down to some vocals. As he was doing that, we were to be extremely quiet. Which, of course, we weren't. Five 'o clock came round and it was time for an amazing dinner at Travis' girlfriend Georgia's mom's house. Got that? It was incredible. Soup with like twenty-nine things in it, some pizza-ish pizza, salad, and a Beach Boys dvd. Perfection one might say. After dinner we talked fer a bit. A lot of weird stories and jokes. Somethin 'bout Georgia's mother going to a dance at an insane asylum. Then Lee started having, what I thought, was an extremely odd, yet spiffy, conversation with Georgia about ghosts. Seems that there had been two in the basement where we are staying. No worries everyone, they left awhile back. We then headed back to the studio so Dan could finish up some vocal left over from earlier.
Again with the “must be quiet” routine. I think Dave, our engineer, was calling us jackasses, for we were being extra silly after our dinner. Maybe he was joking, but I really couldn't hear him over our gigglefest. “Fingle doesn’t dopple?” had made another hilarious return. Thank you MST. Dan recorded the greatest 1st take of his life when he sang on our cover of mickey dolenz's song – Huff Puff. Lee has just pointed out that Georgia’s mother is named Anne. Sorry me forgety. We stopped at eleven and headed home. Also an interesting little factoid - We found out that Minnesota does not really sell beer on Sunday. With a lil help from Brain Fever, we tracked some down. Home/conversations/drinky/mst3k episode/sleep. And let us not forget Lee’s great phone call to Ron of Henderson aka Lord Dragon. Everyone cross their fingers now and hope that he will be able to paint our record cover. Okie dokie, me done. I’ll be back another day. Love and kisses!
ps. hiya mom

notes from the road...day nine

2007-03-11T18:08:00.000-07:00

This is Sean and Alex reporting for blogging duty!
The day started for Alex when he was awoken by Lee in his long johns. How was that Alex?
"It was very pleasent, I said 'Hi Lee!' in a cheerful manner."
Lee then put on the 'Rock n Roll High School' soundtrack to wake us all up, it worked!
Brian (from the Fevers) came down with his camera in hand and took us to a snow-filled park where we began our goofy photo shoot. We played on this four-person see-saw and Alex and I sat on these baby rockin' horse things. We were too big for them so we fell over. We took more pictures on the swings and on the slide and then Lee made out witha giant turtle. It was fake, but still weird. Then we ran through the snow like we were The Monkees or something. Fun times!
We were all pretty much tired of the snow so we headed back to the apartment where we waited for Travis to pick us up and take us to the studio. We got to the studio really early because Travis thought we were going to take pictures with him so we sat in the parking lot for an hour or so throwing snowballs at eachother. Well, mostly at Lee and Brian in the van. The day will forever be remembered as the Great Minnesota Snowball Fight of 2007. Travis, Dan and us built up a stockpile of snowballs and bombarded Lee and Brian with a hail of snowy projectiles. Even more fun times! Travis built the largest snowball of all time and heaved it onto their windshield, but we don't talk about that.
Dave (the engineer and guy who owns the studio) arrived promptly at 11:30 and we completed the rest of the basic tracks. They sound pretty good! We also ate at Capps BBQ, I had a steak ($20!) and Alex had a pork chop and chicken dinner which was delicious in a so-so way ($12.50 too much).
So we came back to the studio and Dan started his overdubs for the guitars, they sound REALLY good! A lot of baritone guitar which we just found out was used heavily on many records (like The Fevers and the Beach Boys!).
While Dan was sprucing up our songs, we went downstairs to watch one of the greatest episodes of Battlestar Galactica! Kara!? We look forward to downloading tonight's episode.
We were pretty much down for the day by the time Battlestar had ended, so we packed up and headed back to our pad where Alex ate the rest of his chicken and he cut his gum on a piece of pork chop bone. Then we watched a Little Girls DVD that Travis had (Little Girls is a band, dick. We're not pedophiles...well not all of us anyway). After Travis hit the hay we watched some more of MST3K, the episode was Overdrawn at the Memory Bank.
Fingle doesn't dopple? Woah! Slam on anteaters out of nowhere! Good stuff.
After that it was night night!
Alex went to go sleep with our snoring kitten otherwise known as Brian Flores.
P.S. Alex is complaining of dandruff problems, also known as "Tour Head."

notes from the road...day eight

2007-03-11T17:49:00.000-07:00

This is Seaaaaan Bohrman!
Sorry for the lack of updates, we've been busy recording our debut album in Minneapolis!
Anyway, here's a rundown of what's happened...
We made it here alive, for starters. We saw many more cars flipped over on the side of the road, some with people inside! It was scary! My knuckles were white as I clenched the steering wheel on the ride here. So we finally made it and Travis showed us to the apartment we're staying at while we record. It's very nice, in the basement of Georgia's mother's house. Beds for all, shower, the works. So we all cleaned up after our 30 hour drive and went to Travis and Georgia's house for turkey time! The dinner was dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-delicious! After we filled our bellies, we mulled over ideas for the album with Travis. We also drank all their vodka, sorry! But most importantly, we washed our dirty, dirty clothes. Much needed. Then we went to this club to watch Georgia and her friend play in this club with only one mic. Unfortunately we missed her performance because she went on early. Brianna and Brian came to the show too, so we said hello and then quickly said goodbye because we were REALLY (very) tired.
The next day Travis woke us up and took us to eat at the Neighborhood Cafe. He payed, t'was good. There was also a beautiful waitress who had a thick Russian (Soviet?) accent. Nice! We went to the studio afterwards and it's huge! Alex was in awe of all of the instruments laying around. We set up the drums and all of our equpiment then we were off! We layed down some basic tracks for about 7 hours. It was nerve racking, but we had fun and got a lot done. And if anyone asks, they were all first takes.
By the end of the night we were all pretty exhausted, but not too tired to watch the new episode of Lost. Booo! Not a very good episode.
We then climbed into our sleeping bags and tried to get enough rest for day two in the studio.

notes from the road...day seven

2007-03-08T09:36:00.000-08:00

Hello friends, Sean here.
It's a driving day! We left Seattle at 8 am yesterday on our way to Minneapolis to record our album and we're still on the road. We've been driving for about 26 hours straight and we've got 4 or 5 hours to go. Old man Lee drives slow (cautiously he says) so it's taking a bit longer than planned. None of us have really slept and we're being introduced to temperatures we've never experienced before. It's so cold. Delerium is starting to set in and Lee is laughing hysterically. He keeps rolling down the window and saying "I need some air!" Alex, Dan and I are fearing for our lives in the backseat. As usual, Brian is sleeping like a baby.
After Washington we started our drive through Montana and it took forever. That's a pretty big state. I drove first, from 8 am to 6 pm, and then Lee took over until midnight. We stopped for dinner in Montana at this hip little cafe thing. The food was OK, much better than any fast food. So that settled Lee for awhile. I had cheesecake with homemade berry sauce and it was mmmmmm.
I had the night shift and it was pretty uneventful. I saw a bunch of jack rabbits and nearly hit one, but the little bugger made it out alive. I drank a Red Bull and got bipped. I don't usually drink caffine so my eyes were wide for the next 5 hours. Then I started to crash (mentally, not literally), so I put in my Weird Al CDs and sang along to those for the next few hours to get me through the night. Around dawn the roads started to get icy and I was getting sleepy so I pulled off and gave Lee the wheel around 7 am. I moved to the backseat and fell asleep for a few hours until we stopped at Al's Oasis in South Dakota and ate breakfast. Alex told us of his harrowing experience sleeping on the floor of the van. His head was right next to the heater so he got a face full of warmth every time I turned the heater on. He didn’t appreciate it. We were all deliriously laughing as we ordered our food. Then the conversation switched to Lee's grandpa-driving and it got a little hairy. It sounded a little like, "You're an asshole!" "No, YOU'RE an asshole!" I was ready for Lee to jump over the table and start strangling Dan or I. But we're good now.
We just stopped for gas in Salem, South Dakota and it was 22 degrees outside. Too cold for our thin California skin. We're surrounded by snow, it's beautiful, but Lee is a bit swervy and he's making us nervous. Travis (who is producing our album and is in one of our favorite bands The Fevers) is putting us up in an apartment while we record and Georgia (his girlfriend) is making us a turkey dinner! Turkey time!
YIKES!
We’re driving through southern Minnesota listening to The Lovin’ Spoonful and we just drove passed five cars in various forms of disarray on the side of the road. Three were upside down and the other two were just stuck in a few feet of snow. All of them had the word “OK” spray painted on the window. Worried glances were exchanged all around.
Everything is white here. It all blends together. The ground and the sky are the same color. To our friends and family, we are starting to appreciate Lee’s cautious driving in the hopes that it will get us through this strip of highway in one piece.

notes from the road...day six

2007-03-07T11:32:00.001-08:00

thee lee! here...wowza!
...im finally in the back seat chillin out w/dandano..crusin' through ritzville ..sumwhere ,usa..i dunno..where were we?..oh,yea..seatle,wa.
goodtymes! we started the day at a couple record shops..jive time records being very hospitable giving us all discounts on grass roots,knoxville girls,burt jansch,records etc and free buttons(banana splits,moby grape,flamin groovies,only one's,dolly parton,etc)..we even got bargains down the street with 50 cent-$1records from the strawberry alarm clock,the naked truth/bubblegum comp,& 1910 ..1,2,3, red light!!!
after that we simply loitered around a block er 2 radius and umm,i personally went to a bank to get $$$ and then i bought $1 side of rice and vegetables..i may of over did the rooster sauce to sum..but,thats how i roll...HOTT!!...so,after a few hrs. of waiting around and people watching/saying,"hi!"
to strangers we finally made it to vanessa's place to chill in peace and eat real food (not pbj!!!) w/ adult tastes..
sean was takin' care of with a quesadilla and heaping scoop of sour cream w/NO tapatio!!
the rest of us ate yummy buttered garlic'd zuchini w/a soup with yummy stuffs like bell peppers!,corn!, beans!,onions! etc....really really really great food.really!..were growing boys so vanessa continued to slave for us in the kitchen until the wee hrs. in the morn. making us potatoes,eggs,avocado,tomato& juice..yumm breakfast!! she soon retired to bed for a few more hrs. of sleep..we ate and ran.i even let her drive my van!
we rocked the town..drank pints of pabst on the cheap played songs (t-rex,slade,the la's,prince,donovan,ramones,big star..)on the juke box.on our way back to the comet tavern where we would be soon playing. we ran into our pal good ol' connor (theNOiSE! fan)of h.g.r fame...he was eating the best pizza in town apparently..sean ate a slice..we made it to the tavern..
we rocked..my amp is broken again!...so,all that fluff ive been blahin'sharin is carin'..well fuk that! over it..never again..not a chance,but the tall birds were understanding and lemme share..awww..thanx guys!i was sad not to see leo formally of the tall birds but i guess he just quit the other day...
everyone seemed to enjoy 'em selves by the time we got thee party started..people actin a fool and shimmy/shoutin'& what not...funfunfun!!!..even sold records!!!!!
we'll be back soon..the booker, michelle loves us and wants us to play her berfday sooo,ya know we ll be there with bells on..ding dong were here!let's party!!!!
cool cool town..nice folks..
davey bird told us bout sum stuffs ya put on yer windshield called rain x er sumthin and it's alcohol based that beads the rain er snow what have ya too gently glide off the window w/out usin windshield wipers..pretty pretty pretty psychedelicstuffs to klnow bouts' ..thanx fer the tip, homie!
were still truckin' trough wa. beautiful landscape..i could live here,mosdef.
well,sean and alx are rockin' the "weez"pretty loud and i fergot what i was here ramblin' bout anyweys...hope all is well..it's fun , only 20 hrs to go till we make it to minn. to record our debut lp!!!!!!!!!!w/thefevers travis & brian...i hope that our delirium trip will be in full swing by that time and we can truly enjoy our insanity..
...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww ! ! !

notes from the road...day five

2007-03-06T10:42:00.000-08:00

Alex...!
Ah, the smell of freshly polluted air - "It's no LA" some might say. To them, I say, "You're absolutely right." But still me no likey.
I write this as buildings pass and we head to Seattle. Fun! Fun! Fun!
What happened yesterday...not too much. After a terribly heavy night (thank you Dan), everyone was pretty exhausted from a lack of sleep. The only two to actually go anywhere during the day, were Lee and Sean. They brought back some spiffy records and the smell of burgers and french fries that we love oh so much. Dan, Brian and I hung around the motel watching Deadwood and Police Academy 2 while eating peanut-butter and jelly sammiches all day.
Night rolled along and we headed out to our show at the Town Lounge in Portland. The gig consisted of a singer/songwriter under the name of Ocean Floor who Lee eventually buddied up with, Thee Party, and some dance dance dancey band called Oh No Oh My. We were well received for the first three or four songs then the people decided that they wanted shorter hair I suppose. Fun nonetheless. After I finished drumming I headed out to the Van of Love for some much needed sleep (sorry Oh No). Woke up, tried to get some more drinks, failed, then loaded up.
Afterwards we headed to the motel where we watched a downloaded version of Heroes. Oh yes, I'm sure you all were wondering...Hiro DID end up taking the sword. totally rad.
Until my fingers meet the keys, I love you all.
luv, Alex

notes from the road...day four

2007-03-05T17:49:00.000-08:00

DAN!
Last night we played at Dunes bar in Portland and had a great show, hung out with the bartender Mark and had a great time and saw our friends the Unit Breed play. Then Joe from Unit Breed offered us a couch to sleep on at his house. He wouldn't be there, but his roommates (all girls) kindly offered us access to their home. So I laid down on their couch and fell asleep as people hung out upstairs, listened to music and generally mulled about. Then I woke up to screaming. Angry screaming. I heard a girl yell something about "spray paint," a "refrigerator" and "get out of my fucking house!"
It seems Dan was spray painting one of the housemates' stencils on the back of his jacket (it said "cock rocket" with a picture of a penis) in their kitchen. Unfortunately the spray paint can exploded, paint was spilled and when one roommate came in they saw spray paint on the floor and the refrigerator and they assumed Dan had been adding a bit of his flair to their kitchen. She was no happy. No one was. I laid in my sleeping bag while everyone was screaming at eachother, roommates said "fuck this! I'm moving out!" Meanwhile Dan attempted to scrub the paint off the floor and fridge, while the girl who was REALLY pissed (pictured with the refridgerator in question) yelled "You're lucky we don't crack your heads open!" Then she punched the wall, knocked over something big and stormed out of the house with a slam. That was the point where I got up, rolled up my sleeping bag and got ready to spend the night in the van. I apologized and hearded Dan and Brian (who had paint all over his hands) out the door.
So we were kicked out of the house at 3 or 4 am and forced to sleep in our van on the streets of Portland. I slept in the drivers seat, Brian slept in shotgun, Lee slept on the back seat and Dan and Alex shared the middle seat. I woke up around 8am and we drove to The Holiday Motel, where I'm writing this from. We slept till 1pm and then Lee and I drove to some record stores and ate some delicious hamburgers. Tonight we're playing at The Towne Lounge with Oh No! Oh My! and The Ocean Floor. Should be a good show, I think.
CURRENTLY WATCHING: Deadwood; then Lost, Heroes and Battlestar Galactica.
P.S. Dan says he's sorry.

notes from the road...day three

2007-03-04T18:55:00.000-08:00

dan bush here, alex says hello. what happenned yesterday? we saw a huge and big mountain of snow and got exited, so we pulled over and had a lil snowball fight. it was adorable. alex is off the meds and doing alright. thank bob almighty for the noni juice. that was not an innuendo. so we drove a while and then drove some more and after that we drove on. eugene oregon. i love you gene! we played at a restaurant/bar called the samurai duck, which of course is a variant on the duck theme pervading the whole town. this one refers to the somewhat japanese food on the menu. we got hamburgers, but Lee's teriyaki looked delicious. he said it was ok. the samurai duck is a heavy metal bar. we kind of stray from the typical "accepted" metal style. they clapped politely at the end of each song. it was weird. before the show there were some local kids hangin out spitting from the balconys, which of course is what they do there. they bought 10 bucks worth of badges and were too young to get in to the show. im sure we will be myspace freinds forever. ummm there was another pancake house here but we did not eat there. also we made Brian go in like 5 motels to haggle for the cheapest price. it was somewhat cruel but effective nonetheless. a nice lady talked to us about law for the people and her dog over breakfast this morning and we spent the day shopping at the record house, eugene jeans and the eugene flea market. i got an original red crayola record on the cheap, bitches! its easily the most important thing thats happened all day. so we drove to portland where alex and i quickly got lost on the streets while Sean, Lee and Brian shopped at jackpot records which was hmmmm, overpriced and 2nd avenue, which had some good records but was way overpriced. thats just what i heard. now were sitting outside the club waiting for anyone to show up and i'm bored enough to write this thing forever. but mst3k is on, and i've been converted.

notes from the road...day two

2007-03-03T10:57:00.002-08:00

Well we're on the road again and headed to Eugene, Oregon for a show at The Samurai Duck. We're playing with a band called The Filthiest People Alive, so yeah, perfect match.
Last night was great! The Rantouls blew everyone out of the water, great (GREAT!) bubblegum music. We love them. The Time Flys jumped on after them for three songs. Truly an awesome show. We played last, but strings were broken, guitars were out of tune and we were a bit rusty, but we had fun nonetheless. People danced and that's all that really matters. We played for a long time I think, I can never tell. Plus we started around 1:30 am, so it was a late night.
This guy hooked up his guitar to the PA after we were done and was playing trippy-sort of music I guess. I accidentally unplugged him in the middle of a song. Twice. Whoops! His friend got angry at me because I couldn't figure out how to get it back working. So he started moving all of our stuff and I said "Guy, please don't touch that."
Among other highlights of the night was a gun shot across the street from the house we were playing at and a car crash that happened down the block. We heard a car hit something and then a geyser shot up out of a fire hydrant and created a small river in the gutter. We walked down and watched the water shoot up in the air. It was spraying all over the car that crashed into it. Many people gathered and posed in front of the newly created attraction. Our camera didn't have batteries so you'll just have to imagine how cool it was. Also, a guy peed in this mud puddle in front of the house and we watched a girl slip into it, two seconds after Dan said something about stepping in it. On a related note, I accidentally stepped on Dan's hamburger a few nights ago, again, two seconds after he said "I'm going to cry if I drop this hamburger." He dropped, I stepped, Dan got angry.
We stayed the night at Laurel's house last night. After we woke up, we went to eat at Lois the Pie Queen's shop down the street. The food is so good. I bought french toast and hashbrowns and some bites I just sat back a relished in the tastiness.
Inserting breakfast pastry. Warming the syrup. Yum.
Also, on our way out of town two little kids shot cap guns at us from their front yard. We survived.
CURRENTLY LISTENING TO: Nazz's first album

notes from the road...day one

2007-03-02T15:00:00.000-08:00

We're finally on our way after much fiddlefucking.
We left around 1 pm on our way to our first stop, Los Mothballs' living room in Oakland. We're playing with The Rantouls tonight, a band we love very much. So that'll be a blast!
In the van we have Lee, Dan, Alex, Sean and our pal Brian. It's packed full of cookies, so we're happy.
We just picked up 200 copies of our new 7" single from Bill Smith Records in El Segundo. It was awesome! We got to see people throw balls of wax into a machine and come out with a real live record. Then they'd cut off the excess wax around the edges and throw it in a trash can. The workers just stared at us as our wide eyes went from one machine to the next. Lee tried to talk to the guy pressing the vinyl but he didn't speak english. He was able to tell him that he presses 300 records a day. Pretty neat and a great start to our tour!
Then we went and picked up 50 copies of our first 7" from Kyle Kapow at his work. Money changed hands and we were on our way to Jack in the Box for one last pit stop before the long drive to Oakland. Dan bought mozerella sticks.
So begins our 44 day tour of the United States. We'll be recording an album in Minneapolis, playing a barbeque at SXSW and then making our way towards New York for the Radio Heartbeat Powerpop Festival. Fun times.
More to come...
xoxo,
thee makeout party!