I made this one while living in the crawlspace under Purple House in September, I think. It was really cold, there were rats coming and asking to borrow flour and a lot of poop and insects smoked cigarettes while I was trying to sleep. John Benson's a really nice guy, don't treat him like a sucker.
John Coltrane - Something or other i don't recall what it is.
Above The Law - Pistol Grip Pump
Barfight! - Barfight
Born Against - Albany Academy
Mosh Groove
Japanther - She's The One
Dead Moon - Its Okay
Arab On Radar - that one about jerkin off
Dark Lion - Burn On Hell
Sea Scouts - Pattern Recognition
"You can close the New York Stock Exchange, shut down the schools in Indonesia."
Czolgosz's Song from Stephen Sondheim's Assassins
Orange Coax - St Petersburg live on ARTFORSPASTICS
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the President Of The United States, Abraham Lincoln."
XBXRX - song 2 (Narnack single)
Pine Hill Haints - Catfish Angels
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Tuesday, December 21, 2010
HATCHLING
I made this for Emilio's birthday back in March. It was conceived in Orlando, Florida out of boredom and insanity and about 7 minutes in you can tell exactly when I stopped applying myself 100%. Otherwise, it was a pretty fun exercise to do for someone that I like using the skills she taught me. It also catalogs the exact week for which I was amused by a couple of pop sensations. Making this totally killed them all for me. Inside you'll find hits from Ke$ha, Miley Cyrus, Miami Bass jams, Crass, Velvet Underground, Spice Girls, Notorious BIG, Tupac, Calle 13, Frente, the Jackson 5, Billy Joel, Britney Spears, Rihanna, Sean Kingston, BAADDD, Nirvana, Kap Bambino & DJ Scotch Egg.
BIRTHDAY MEGAMIX
BIRTHDAY MEGAMIX
Monday, October 18, 2010
No Babies / Whitman 5" split record!
Chris and Rich played in Oakland last night to play a show at the Stanford House in Oakland. They brought the downer jams and HARD. They also brought our copies of the No Babies/Whitman split five inch! Chris put so much of himself into his work as Folktale and as Whitman and I am super proud to have him put out this piece of music and to share its physical and auditory space with him and his song. Our song was originally composed when I went to Orlando to spend time with my grandfather before he died. We had a show booked, and on a lark, I asked Steve Touchstone of XBXRX if he wanted to play drums in No Babies, knowing full well that he doesn't really "PLAY DRUMS" (me neither). Taking the challenge full on, Steve and No Babies went in and wrote 4 whole new songs to perform at the Parkside in SF. This is one we reworked from that set, featuring the oft-ignored bass clarinet. Pick it up at a No Babies or Whitman show, or at .
"This record starts off with the forlorn and familiar plucking of Los Angeles based, Whitman's guitar, which is shortly joined by shaky vocals that deliver some of his most brutally honest and straight forward lyrics yet. Then things take a bit of a turn as your ears get pummled with shrieks of white noise and tape garble. A short but haunting journey, showing you Whitman at his best. On the flip side, current Oakland residents No Babies start their song off with a catchy beat, bass clarinet, and vocals that are surprisingly melodic. This is a pleasant surprise for anyone who is used to thier energy packed live shows, but it doesn't last long, the beat picks up and chaos ensues, leaving you with an exhausted but satisfied feeling in just under two minutes. This is a one time pressing of 549 5" records on black vinyl. They come in full color covers with art by Anthony Fonda and Christopher Payne and include a lyric sheet and MP3 download card." - Folktale Records
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
podcast #1 - Almost Alphabetical
Shub-Niggurath - Incipit Tragaedia (excerpt)
Sleetmute Nightmute - The Hit
Silkworm - LR72
Strip Mall Seizures - Human Moment
The Spitz (AUS) - Grrl Music For Tasha
Mike Post - Theme From Quantum Leap
7 Year Rabbit Cycle - 10,000 Dead
Meltdown - Postman
Bloody Mannequin Orchestra - Streets of Saigon
Cacaw - Ratt Killer
Cake Like - Lorraine's Car
France Gall - Cet Air La (pitched)
Harry Pussy - Dream Driver
Joe Harnell - Lonely Man Theme from The Incredible Hulk
Hello Astronaut, Goodby Television - I Love You, Firefly Lagoon
Rorschach - 21st Century Schizoid Man (King Crimson cover)
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Friday, May 7, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Last Starfighter
Its now April and still on my southern journey of family visits. Its been a great time to catch up with dad and argue about minutae no one else would nitpick about, so now you all know where I get it from. If only you were around like Ricky when my brother AND dad were lambasting me about nothing in particular during a card game that's a parody of Magic and D&D, you might derive as much pleasure as he did seeing me with my back against the wall, much like I might have done to you!
Yesterday morning, my pops and I woke up around 5am, and drove down towards Cape Canvarel (is it Kennedy, or is it Canavarel? I never know anymore.), getting lost in the pre-morning fog (mental and physical) only a few times, in a clever gambit to watch the 3rd to last manned space shuttle launch in the foreseeable future. After avoiding some hairy traffic, we found a nice paddock (peppered with about 30 other folks, families in SUVs getting eaten mosquitos) jutting out into a swamp about 15 miles out of the Space Center. The sky opened up and some astronaut babes broke escape velocity. The visual evidence is most compelling.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
2010 has been the year for some serious vagabondage, and I've been scumfucking across the world pretty hard. In November, I moved out of the house I had been living in for the past 3 years, the ever so comfy Prince Street House in South Berkeley. I finished out my commitments as far as work goes, although I think I did manage to stiff good ol' Hot Topic by playing a last minute show at the Ivy Room in Albany before No Babies/Snowsuit* tour. After that, NxBx went down southland ways and recorded 10 songs with Steve Touchstone, and played some really fun shows in Long Beach and LA with such homies as Busy Lights, Signals & Nicole Kidman. On the way back from the Long Beach show, our scary childabducting van blew out its power steering pump. We got it towed to an alleged repair shop, which really more turned out to be a place where a mob boss holds yr vehicle hostage, doesn't work on it and charges you exorbitant impound fees for keeping it in bondage. We managed to get it out through the shrewd business skills of Kandis Dekfet, get it repaired and get on our way back to the bay around 4pm. Again, thanks to the efforts of someone other than myself (namely Vanessa H), the show at Apgar that night started on time and ran without a hitch. Travelling bands got paid and everyone brought the party punk energy late into the night. Immediately after the show, we loaded back in the space, dropped everyone off at their respective homes and Rick, Kandis and I made it back to her house to pack and shower for our own trips. Ricky took one of his signature no-towel showers, packed a bag and I drove him to SFO at 4.30am to catch a plane to Mobile for the holidays. 24 hrs later, Misha and Kim dropped me off for my trip to Australia (covered in pictorial detail in an earlier entry). After I returned from my awesome adventures across Australasia, I was in town long enough to play the No Babies 7" release show at our buddies' house with the Pine Hill Haints, Sass On 3, Whitman and Strip Mall Seizures. Played about 4 more shows in the next 2 weeks, then joined my buddies in Death Sentence: PANDA! as a roadie on their jaunt to SXSW in Austin. From there, I caught a ride with the Bootyman to just west of Mobile, wherein my great friend Mike Faulk, recently arrived back in Bama from a pan South American bus trip slash internship for a Nicaraguan paper, picked me up at a shining beacon of the South known as Waffle House. I never want to go back in one of those ever again. Only time will tell what mysteries await me in the South.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Pizza from the Street = Streetza
Ricky, Kandis and I headed down to the Ivy Room in Albany to see our buddy George Chen do a short set of standup comedy, giving us a chance to see him stretch his creative muscles outside of the musical realm. On the way there, we decided to take advantage of the take-out Lanesplitter's Pizza on San Pablo, just down the street from the club. This must be the easiest job in the world. There is barely any foot traffic by the shop as Albany is really only two square miles surrounding San Pablo Avenue between Berkeley and El Cerrito. These dudes just hang out all day on the internet, watching movies & listening to recordings of big bands playing those romantic slow dance songs that appear in the scene of, for example, The Shadow, when Alec Baldwin's brusk confident charm overcomes Penelope Ann Miller's skepticism, disrust AND better judgement, and they fall in love over the lilting strains of croony trombones. Plus they get all the pizza they want! We ordered a 19 inch pizza for the low low price of $10.98 American on the drive north, only to discover a near whole pizza squirreled away in a cozy box, lounging in the dumpster outside. As to not put a damper on my fellow proletarians, we followed through on our implicit agreement and paid for our hot fresh pizza, but there is nothing like strolling down the lane and finding a friendly cheese pizza waiting to be caressed by chilly hands and churned by our hydrochloric acids.
Later on at the Ivy Room, George Chen, even withhis Baldwin-esque charm, was met with a fair amount of heckling, but shone through the fog of mediocrity, like a small Asian beacon of scathing sarcasm-as-hope. Among the many victims were white folks in Oakland who love Bakesale Betty's dry-ass chicken sandwiches, white folks who use iPhone applications to locate muggings and Chen's own strict Chinese upbringing (Three rules: 1) Don't go into the sun, 2) Don't get wet and 3) No food after midnight).
Monday, March 8, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
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