Haywire Desire @ The Union, 8.24.2009

Chattanooga in Athens

Future Virgins: 1-3

ADD/C: 4-6

I’m a fan of The Union, but my pictures suck due to the stage, giant pole dividing bands and tacky lighting.

Despite a crowd that had more punks from Columbus than Athens, both bands played harder and faster than usual. Another plus about the night – few college kids. The Athens variety are the worst.

Snarlas @ The Union, 8.24.2009

So one of the best bands from the Athens area, Sister Shuffle, has changed their name to Snarlas. I like it, fits the style of the band better, but does anyone want to shed some light on why?

Stupid Party, Bad Blood and Haywire Desire @ The Juggalo Palace

1-5 Stupid Party

6-10 Bad Blood

11-14 Haywire Desire 

I apologize for coining the name Juggalo Palace.

The summer of generator shows continued with a new, no-bust spot, AKA the pavilion at Tuttle Park. I like the ambiance of the Punk Porch, but this place has it beat as far as recreation goes – basketball, baseball, tennis, bike polo, ect.

With all these successful generator shows (well, this one was plugged into the park’s power), I think it’s time to take over the abandoned night club. Anyone down?

Punks looking like punks

So the idea that ”punks should be looking like punks” has been a summer theme for some of my friends and I think it might be a larger movement if the Get Decked zine I came across recently (review coming soon) is serious.

I don’t know what a punk looks like, but here’s two portraits from the 8.22 show at my house of two different styles.

Have fun in China, Patrick. Hopefully the most honest blog in the world will be updated.

Death Crisis, I Hate This and Kurt Russell @ The 15th House, 8.21.2009

Death Crisis: 1-5

Most species require two organisms for reproduction, instead of one, because it means double the genetic variation. Not only is it more fun this way, but genetic variation gives evolution more chances to be successful. Well, at least I think that’s how it works.

For hardcore the most successful way to have new genetic material introduced into your scene is by hosting touring bands. Every now and then a band like Death Crisis comes along from a far-away place (like San Diego) and shows you that, while there’s nothing wrong with your local bands, there’s other styles out there. For Death Crisis that means a new twist on a Californian sound and look that’s a  few decades old. Definitely one of the better bands I’ve seen in a while.

I Hate This: 6-8

Mickey says the Philadelphia group is one of the best touring bands around right now and I agree, that girl knows her hardcore. The lead singer reminded me off of a feminine Angry Andy.

Kurt Russell: 9-14

Local yaehoos still at it and managed to pull off a set without getting naked or blacking out. Their performance did leave me with some questions.

We’ve heard the rumor before, but is this really their last show?

Are the indie rockers finalizing their takeover of Coakley thus ensuring his departure from the band?

Will we really never hear the JZA Stomp again?

Did the JZA actually cut off his dreads?

Do tell. Enquiring minds wanna know.

Lose the Tude @ The 15th House, 8.21.2009

 

Every time I see Lose the ‘Tude play I’m amazed by everyone’s stage presence. Another successful set in their mission to rid the world of jockcore.

craigslist roommates

 

Besides the fact that it’s killing journalism, which will make the public even stupider and less likely to notice their freedoms are slowly being eroded, Craigslist is fantastic.

I’ve bought everything from motorcycles to crutches, traded restaurant coupons, and laughed my ass off when I saw a friend in the missed-connections section.

The only time I’ve been burned is when finding a roommate in New York where I didn’t know anyone with an available room.

One time I got a flamboyant former Wall Street trader from Idaho who liked to sing Evanescence songs all day while we both tried to find work. The other time was with a 40-something, also unemployed (humm… there’s a theme developing here) pack rat who was in the process of getting evicted from his apartment after 20 years.

Recently a friend was explaining how she would be moving in with some dude she didn’t know, thousands of miles from home, for free as long as she helped fix up the house. Of course you could only find someone like this on Craigslist. I told her don’t, she did, and her story is below. Her name has been left blank to protect her innocence.

 Hey Bret!

If you haven’t mailed that package for me yet, then please hold off a little while longer.  I’ve decided not to live with that guy jon… it was a really weird experience that I’ll tell you about in a minute. In the mean time I have found a few other awesome ladies that I am trying to find a place with, and we might be signing a lease together this week for a place in XXXXXXXX near old town. I’ll try to send photos b/c I ‘m gonna get a camera soon.

…So this guy jon likes to read sci-fi and he takes the philosophies pretty seriously. He goes to theoretical sci-fi convention/discussion groups all over the world to talk about these ‘ideas’.  He was leaving for one of these conventions a few weeks ago and asked for a ride to the airport at 3:30 am on the day that I moved into his place.  So I reluctantly agreed in order to start out this arrangement on a positive note, but when I woke up to take him he was a hyper excited mess and was not making any sence.  He hadn’t made keys for me or changed the locks and a lot of his actions were getting on my nerves. While we were in the car, almost to the airport, he started talking crazy.  He told me where his will and testament was and that he needed to have his brain frozen and that I was suppose to help him do that. He said that his brain had to be frozen within the first 5 min. of death in order to preserve his memories and it was my job to call everyone and make sure they know that he needs to have his brain frozen. He was very serious and said that only his true friends thought what he was saying made sense, and only the more mundaine people thought he was crazy. 

I stayed there one more night, almost without sleep and then packed my things and left.
SO the sumation of the story is…PLEASE DON’T SEND MY THINGS TO XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX.

Boat Weekend 3000

The Huron Police are surprisingly very nice.

The Punk Porch, 8.13.2009

 

Wildasses from Brooklyn, circus punks from who knows where, Bernies diehards and even Biff Boff Barf converged at the Punk Porch for a well-attended, entertaining show. Ah, variety really is the spice of life.

I doubt we were seen, but we would have scared the shit out of Battelle security if we were.

“Oh fuck, they’re here for our chemical weapons.”

“Whose here, sir?”

“I have no idea, but they have fire … and distortion.”