
Tampon and paper towel chilling at Bernies on St. Patrick’s Day.

Tampon and paper towel chilling at Bernies on St. Patrick’s Day.

If they made a Pop Rocks version of this band it would be the kind that would leave your mouth foaming worse than a rabid raccoon. Probably the poppiest band to play in my basement.

Third best set I’ve seen these region rock superstars play. Also, be sure to catch the nip slip on Mr. Ohio.

Time and Temperature AKA Val AKA one of the best producers of beautiful music in Columbus.
Sorry for that lone burst of blinding light that disrupted the set. This was the only one I shot, but it was worth it, right?

Never thought I would see someone other than Defiance, Ohio shred the fuck out of a violin in my basement.
Probably the best and longest Penis Geyser set I’ve seen. Is it wrong to actually like their performances?



John is one of those dudes that can excel at whatever he tries. In this case singing, guitar and crystal wine glass.
(Brown Town, Athens, Ohio, 3.14.2009)
Halloween 2004 was alright and the skatepark is always fun, but, seriously, fuck Athens. I generally respect rural Ohio folk, that is where I grew up, and I’ve learned to tolerate the perpetual nightmare of being around Ohio public universities, but the combination has left me saying I’m never coming back the last half a dozen times or so.
This trip was nearly the exception.
I saw some great bands at Brown Town including Region Rock superstars Fuck It Factory (photos 1 and 2), Sister Shuffle (3-5) striped down punk with singing at times that sounds like the better female Crass vocals (they keep getting tighter each time I see them – maybe it’s the dual set of siblings?), and Panty Hearst, the band I’ve been hearing the most lately and still don’t know the words.
No, the trouble in Athens this time began on Sunday. On Saturday night the Columbus entourage raged it hard and late, yet respectful, before ten of us crashed across the downstair of some punk house. Around 10 a.m. or so we hear some stomping and a dude comes down the steps slamming doors, bumping into us and carrying a large suitcase.
Did he just move out?
Nope, unfortunately. A few minutes later he comes back in and continues to slam doors until we get this is some sort of passive aggressive signal to leave.
While piling into the van we notice our rear license plate is spraypainted black. It’s the only one on the entire block.
While driving to the outskirts of town we get a call from our host saying his roommate, the door slammer, said we stole all the knives from the house. Right … We might piss some people off when we roll deep to other cities, but we have our own knives.
Turns out it was just a lie by door slammer to get his roommate to hate us.
Sometimes a good ass kicking is the only language people like this understand. Come to Columbus, motherfucker. We’ll show you where we hide our knives. That is if you can watch us stab you through your spraypainted eyes.

Many more punk photos from last weekend and this week left to post (just like flowers, cornhole and idiots wearing shorts when it’s only 50 degrees out, spring is also the time for band to tour), but I thought I would mix it up today.
Just got the new Maximum Rock and Roll and they gave issue two an incredible review and posted the cover. I’ve never read a review in there that gave so much praise. It was kind of overwhelming, but also gave me some fire to get the next issue done by the end of April.
Found this link on the Columbus Sucks message board about a punk just not fitting in. More proof that the Daily Show is the only show on cable worth watching.
“We made out in a dumpster behind the thrift store … “
It’s cool to hate folk punk bands nowadays (and I’ll admit the bad ones are maybe the worst in all of punk), but after all these years This Bike is a Pipebomb are still awesome. I can’t think of anything questionable the band has done .. and, on yeah, they still make great music.