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This is a post-Thanksgiving show. No I'm not going to make any jokes about how you can get into the show if you bring some blankets infected with small pox, or that sitting politely while your racist Aunt talks about Puerto-Ricans (or if your Aunt is Puerto-Rican, Dominicans) has earned you a spot on our guest list. I'm not gonna go on and on about how my tryptophan dealer is the best in the city, or how no matter how long you brine a turkey it still tastes like shit. I'm not gonna do that. It's just a show. A post-pro-colonization holiday show. (Thanksgiving, or ThanksTAKING, am I right?) Whatever. It's over. Stop bitching about it, already. Pretty soon you can start making your crappy Christmas jokes. But until then COME HEAR SOME MUSIC!! VIOLENT BULLSHIT (we are super good and have cool merch!) WILD YAKS (we play with them all the time because they rule.) COLUMBOID (Who knows?? Maybe they're good. Give it A chance you dick!) All at the fantastic SAINT VITUS BAR @1120 Manhattan ave in Greenpoint! THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT SO COME OUT WITH YOUR WEIRD SWITCH FLIPPED AND LET'S DO THIS!! |
So I just found out our band has a twitter acount! So sool, dudez! Lots of lolz and roflz and fartz! I'll be tweeting the latest celeb news (ex. "Martin Luther King was assassinated!" or "Just gave the Joker drugs! Hope he has fun!!). But it won't just be limited to lazy, offensive, jokes. I'll put in effort occasionally too. Honestly. It's impossible to please you animals, but I will try.
So after years of trying to describe this to friends-a genius at More Than A Witness digitized it and put it on his site. So the basic set-up is that Sam from Evac Records, Charles Maggio from Rorschach/Gern Blandstein, Sam and Adam from Born Against had a "debate" on the radio against Pete from SOIA and Steve from InEffect Records. What you get is a whole lot of hardcore hilarity.
So Howard Zinn and J.D. Salinger are dead (or was it J.K. Rowlings?- I hope not!)! A lot of cool JR. High school kids are crazy bummed right now and to be honest so are we. Harry Potter was a great book and so was "America : Get Over Yourself-The Unauthorized Biography" or whatever it was called where you find out that the Indians got fucked over and stuff. (Sorry Indians!)
Dan at his throne, White knees naked through threadbare jeans, Full of buttholes.
Beards gather, bandana'd, and
Byron, backed up, Bends and breaks his A string.
I looks down at my riff and mousse gets In my eyes.
Oh Jayson!, 21 again, “behind you!” with a Fixed-gear mic.
Where's Toshi? Oh, there's Toshi. He's found the sick Way to do it.
Lady and gentlemen, Violent Bullshit.
At my good friend Lauren's birthday party last year I spent some time with the above gentleman who told me of his upcoming appearance on Jeopardy and his desire to write his name in the shape of a penis but was having little to no luck in the design. My reply was, "Oh you are in good hands my friend as I have a very keen ability to turn almost anything into a penis." And turn it I did. My bar napkin sketch made it on national TV and prouder I could not be. Guess what folks, he took this concept and ran with it. He basically became a professor of amazing hilarity at Super Funny University when he was announced as a "self proclaimed gadabout" wore an ascot and kept winking at the camera. Genius, thy name is John Munson. God truly don't make no junk. Watch some highlights here and the whole episode here.
Our show at Death By Chocolate with Children and Bison was reviewed in the WG Arts and Farts Magazine. Prestigious I know, but the real news is that my hair was compared (in quality-not cut) to Jennifer Brangelinston. Above I posted a recent photo of me for you to compare...I just don't see it.
"So where have you been?" you might be asking. "You type a crazy rant about Joe Rogan and then disappear for a month? How does that make us feel, as loyal and avid readers of this blarg?"


The show was fun. Can you tell? I mean these photos don't make it totally clear, but believe me when I tell you-we were sick. So sick in fact we made $40 bucks! And got 2 free drinks!! Momma, your baby boy has finally made it.
Me so sorry I haven't posted in a while. Things have been crazy. I just found out a black dude is President! Wait whaaaaaaat? It's true! And Brett Michaels is really narrowing the field on "Rock of Love : Bang Bus." Hey Brett is you're reading this, I like the one with all the horrifying plastic surgery.
So, next Saturday I am going to see Metallica with some serious old buddies (oh did I mention-FRONT ROW SEATS). Anyfart, I am pretty fucking excited about it-and apparently so is my freind Eric that I'm going with. Here's an email I got today...all right gentlemen… one week to go!
Here’s the plan: meet at Garlock’s at 12pm next Saturday (Jan 31st).
What to bring: cash, photo ID, warm clothes, a head that’s ready to bang and a liver that’s ready to be punished. I’ll have assorted beers and goodies as usual… if you have a METALLICA favorite that you want to help break your cherry with, bring it!
…and around 9:25pm I’ll be able to say to all to you guys: “ehhh… you broke your cherry!!!”