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December 31st, New Years Eve, at home because I'm sick and the L.A. Guns show was cancelled...

I'm sick for the new year again and sitting at home, so...

In honor of the new year, I thought I'd upload a couple of MP3s from my past that had a bit of influence on me as I was growing up. The first is Genesis P. Orridge talking about the process to a couple of radio hacks on some college radio station. I think he's on drugs. The second is GG Allin on Jenny Jones (interestingly enough that same show featured a bunch of the NY club kid scene, befoer a couple of them went to prison for murder. The MP3s have been taken down, hopefully you caught them.

December 18th, Dust of Basement at Dekonstrukt and Iron Vegan at the Covered Wagon Saloon...

I'm writing this review in retrospect, so the details are a bit hazy... After spending most of the day packing for my vacation to the land of enchantment, I headed out with Kathleen to go check out Iron Vegan at the Covered Wagon Saloon and hopefully to get in to see Dust of Basement at the cross-promoted Dekonstrukt/Camera Obscura club on the same evening. We got to the Covered Wagon and were just in time to catch the opening act, whose name I can't remember. BUT, if the open jawed disbelief of the people in attendance was any indicator of just how bad this band really was, I'll be totally vindicated for what I thought of them. Frankly they sucked. I tried to get into what they were trying to do, namely sort of an Exodus sort of thing, circa when Exodus was doing their more heavy Cajun metal material (which I liked way back in the Eighties). But this band was out of time and just did it all wrong. Sure, there were three people into them, but it really was so painful that I skipped out after four songs and a pinball game because it was just too painful.

So I hurried over to the club where Dust of Basement was playing and hooked up with some of the Dekonstrukt crew for a bit, making KyronFive buy me a double rum and coke, and sort of breathing in the gothicness of the club. Managed to snap a few pictures of KyronFive and a bunch of the dancing onlookers. Dust of Basement was pretty entertaining, and I almost stayed for their entire set, but I just had to see Iron Vegan play back at the Covered Wagon. Dust of Basement is super synth/goth action, and totally German. The funny thing was seeing DJ Sarin do their lightshow because he was sort of dressed up to look like an industrial version of a Hobbit, no doubt preparing for the Lord of the Rings Movie that was going to be released later on that week (which I liked, BTW). After snapping a few pics, I skipped out to book it back to the Covered Wagon Saloon, just in time to catch Iron Vegan's last five songs.

Iron Vegan does covers of Iron Maiden greats, and not just covers, but covers done so well that it was almost like Iron Maiden was playing with shorter hair. Brilliant stuff too, by the time I arrived the whole floor was pulsating in full heavy metal thunder, hands-a-waving and with everyone singing along. I am most definitely seeing these guys play again; and with members of Strychnine, Weakling, Folkaino, and Neurosis... You'd be well advised to catch them too. Pictures of the two good bands of the evening can be found here:

December 16th, The Cutters, The Sixteens, and the Weegs at Kimo's...

After spending the day working to get some extra cash for my vacation, and getting numerous calls from the family telling me to visit my sick grandma (sucks to get calls at 7:00am, but still) I had almost written off the show at Kimo's entirely, but then I received calls from San Jose's notorious Shriver and LittleBrazil who both offered to pick me up and act as transport. How can I refuse acts of kindness like that? So I accepted LittleBrazil's offer and he picked me up after I made him watch the part of the X-Files where they were totally making fun of that incredibly stupid show "Jackass." We got to Kimo's and he introduced me to the cute drummer from the Weegs who I ended up bantering with off-and-on during some of the show's slower moments. I went to the super cheap burrito place up the street (which has beers for a whole dollar less than Kimo's, BTW), and finally I ventured in to go catch the Weeg's set.

Now I must say that this was the Weeg's first performance, but they really came through. What they lacked in their performance was totally made up (at least in my mind) by what they are actually trying to do. They are well on the road to becoming a good no wave influenced band in their own right, so I think that after a little practice, they could actually be a local favorite band that is talked about in certain circles (not unlike the Sixteens). BUT I was feeling VERY antisocial at that point because nearly half of the audience were acquaintances from other regions , and I didn't feel like doing the whole "small-talk" thing that usually happens in situations like that. So photos of the Weegs are few.

During the interval between the Weegs and the Sixteens, I headed to the new pub called "The Hemlock" in the hopes of wishing Missy from the Northcoast Punklist happy 30th birthday, but by that time her entourage of lovers had accompanied her to some really crappy pseudo-punk show (which is what I heard from some of the people who had left in absolute disgust at the entire situation). Anyways, the Hemlock looked really cool. I could see myself spending an afternoon there, drinking of course.

By the time I got back to Kimo's, most of the Phantom Limb people had arrived in support of the Sixteens, who put on an amazing show. Kristen (the female singer who made the show happen) had these tight leather jeans on. I must take a staged picture of those jeans with her guitar in the future, because I could see it being a really good shot in a Joan Jett-esque sort of way. So their set was fantastic as usual, but you could see the divisions in the fan-base of each band, as the more mainstream people seemed to sort of fade into the woodwork, and that woodwork wasn't the transi-bar down below. I only know this because the 45+ bartender downstairs came onto me at least three times during the evening (as well as some fat tye-dye wearing elderly hippy dude, ugh). I'll try to get the Sixteens to give me some songs to post for any synthpunk fans out there. I love the Sixteens, but they played about fifteen minutes too long this fine evening. All the songs were great, but when diverse bills like this happen, minimalism is the rule of the day... And when isn't that rule a standard? Always leave them wanting more, like sex... Hahahaha.

Finally The Cutters hit the stage and did incredibly faithful renditions of the songs on their CD (which is really great pop punk music). I have to tell the readers of this that I know most of the band from my days in Humboldt, and although I usually detest pop punk music, something about The Cutters is strangely appealing to me. Angela is a brilliant frontperson got the band Tad is unusually competent in light of some of the other projects he's been in, Mike was wonderful as usual, and Ray (the drummer who I've never met) was incredible. I almost felt like I was listening to the CD that they released, which is incredibly strange for the sound system at Kimo's. But I must admit that besides the "Out Tonight" song that they do, their version of the Dead Kennedy's "Too Drunk to Fuck" is probably one of the best covers of that song I've ever seen.

After their great set, I did the fan-banter thing with all the bands, giving them my straight-forward thoughts on each of their sets and all that, then I caught a ride with KsKelly back home, where I'm writing their review from. Pictures of all the bands that appeared at Kimo's are to be found here:

Final tirade: When are the Sixteens going to release some of their music? A lot of us have been waiting for years for this to happen. Oh, and buy The Cutters CD and/or T-Shirt and tell them to tour more often.

December 16th, Artimus Pyle, Noxagt, Depressor, and Elephant Man at Mission Records... (SPECIAL GUEST REVIEW FROM KsKelly)

I got there about sometime after 5 and the first band, Elephant Man was already playing and sounded pretty good in a generic wall of sound way. I caught a couple songs and was not unhappy. Then I ran into my friend Peregrine and we enjoyed the patio before Depressor came on and they were as good as I remembered them from before. They are heavy duty sound in a metal format; they achieve a certain intense pitch when they warm up. Screamy vocals and all the lyrics are about war.

We stepped out to Taquerita CanCun for chips and when we arrived back Noxagt was on with an instrumental wave of sound, comprised of a drummer, bassist, and an electric violin which was put to good effect like a guitar. They were well received by the small enthusiastic crowd. Then I got stoned in the back with some guy from Spain whose name I did not get (don't you love that? -Sam-). I almost left when Artimus Pyle came on but that would have been a mistake, because they were great. The vocalist was one of those guys who looks like a total hippie but was very metal and by the end of the set I was impressed with the way they cooked. I would see them again.


Friday, Dec 14th, Retox and The Lincolns, at the C.W. Saloon... and Wolf Eyes, Crack: We Are Rock, and Strategy Numbers at the Stork Club...

Decided to hit up the CW for a little while, and although I wasn't expecting much, arrived just in time to get into the Lincolns verbal tirade about how they have sex with cows in the north bay and how the singer is a big fan of pleasantly plump ladies, and he's single girls, so go get him! They were pretty fast basic punk music players and I liked them, although I didn't get any pictures of them at all. Was anyone at that show who wasn't in a band? I guess I'll never know. But the regulars who go to Scott Alcoholocaust's shows weren't there. Maybe they were too busy getting primed for the Violence show at Slims or something. Retox ruled! The singer hadn't been taking his Prozac, and he was hopping around while he was singing and being a general nuisance, singing the whole time with a home-made bong in his hands, and singing about the funniest stuff too. I'm totally going to any of their future shows.

From the CW we (KsKelly and myself) hopped in the car and made the trek over to the East Bay to go see Wolf Eyes and what we expected to be a couple bands that would probably suck because the Bay Guardian reviewers liked them. Boy were we wrong! But first off, we tried to get a bean burrito at the Oakland Taco Bell. What an experience! We ended up picking up this pretty hefty white trash dude and letting him sit in the back of the car so he could get warm and order a "ten pound" burrito. Hahaha, he was super funny tho and kept us totally entertained with weird stories. I won the "my life sucked more than yours" ancedote with my true story of actually working at Wendys for four days in the salad aisle. Phhhttttphhh!

Strategy Numbers was first, and they played a drum-dependant quirky set of spastic newer-wave music with sketched out guitars, and funny MOOG synth noises. Check out their site, the sample there is super funny and totally indicative of their set. Unfortunately the masses that showed up later missed this great band. I don't know who the DJ was, but he played some interesting stuff, and it was nice to see the Stork Club get into the Christmas spirit with their decorations (inside joke).

Crack: We are Rock was another great time too! I can't believe I have been deliberately missing their shows because they got that gushy write-up in one of the weeklies here in the city. Oh well, I won't be making that mistake again. As I was standing there it suddenly came to me that I actually knew Erin, one of the singers. It came to me at the exact moment when she stated, "This song came to me when I was sitting around thinking about Alestaire Crowley." And the lightbulb flashed... "That's Erin!" Brilliant band too. Songs about how daddy's got a boyfriend, and other weird topics. I see a lot of these people in the weirdest places too. Don't miss this band, they are just about to embark on a tour of Japan, so I wish them lots of luck with that.

Wolf eyes finally hit the stage and their enthusiasm totally made up for what was obviously a huge influence by Throbbing Gristle, except these guys aren't super stand-offish like TG was in the early days. Not so much in the arty way that TG was, but the music is super brutal and genuinely industrial in that TG self-promotion sort of way. All their merch was home-made, like burned CDRs and stuff like that, but I just couldn't resist getting the test pressing split of Wolf Eyes and Crack: We are Rock, and the CDR of Wolf Eyes with the Spykes. If you like power noise, you will love this band. I sure did. Pictures are up at:

Saturday, Dec 8th, Scurvy Dogs, Dime Life Crooks, Offering To The Sun, and S.T.F.U. at 924 Gilman...

KsKelly talked me into going to go check out what could have been another awful night at Gilman (especially since Nigel Peppercock had cancelled), but it was pretty awesome, considering that I don't have any great love of Gilman in the first place. S.T.F.U. was great, I've seen those guys around somewhere, but hadn't heard their music that I remember, but they weren't disappointing at all. On the contrary, they were fast, punk as fuck, and had a great on-stage presence for the less-than-packed audience.

Offering to the Sun played a very Neurosis-esque set, and I thought that was pretty funny. They weren't bad at all, it's just that I'm always reminded of other bands of yore when I see some of the newer ones these days. I especially liked the steel-drum action that was going on, but the frantic twirler that was "dancing" in the middle of the audience got on my nerves big time. These guys had TONS of equipment too, an amazing amount of equipment. What sucked is that nearly all the pictures I took of their set look like shit, so I only posted the few that were redeemable.

The Dime Life Crooks hit the floor and were fun. Their brand of farcical rap humor is always a good time, but again most of the pictures I took were total shit. Gotta reread that manual I guess... So I hopped off to the nearest liquor store for some rum, and by the time I got back the Scurvy Dogs had almost completed their entire set! How long was that, five songs? Lame! But the two songs I managed to catch were fun as usual, and nary a mention about the water problems that they had at their recent Club Caliente show... Afterwards we headed over to Sadies for a nightcap and headed home. Pretty uneventful for a Saturday night... Pictures can be found here:

December 6th, VNV Nation and Icon of Coil at the DNA Lounge... The Dickies at Club Caliente... And Me First and Fabulous Disaster at the Eagle...

I had the evening all planned out with me expecting to go see VNV Nation and Icon of Coil at the DNA Lounge, but when I arrived at the show, I found that it was totally sold out! Fuck! So I headed down the street just in time to meet Kathleen and Mike who had told me that in the off-chance that such an event happened, to meet them for Fabulous Disaster and Me First at the Eagle. Yay, I got there just in time to see the entire Me First set which was pretty fun, although the crowd didn't seem to have their hearts into them. I wonder why? Me First played fast rock and roll and I thought they were fun, but oh well.

During the intermission I decided to take another crack at the VNV Nation show at the DNA again and managed to sweet-talk myself onto the guest list (which was REALLY hard, they have their shit together as you'll read in a second). So I scouted the crowd for Kyronfive and DJ Sarin or even the singer of Icon of Coil, but didn't have much luck, although they told me that they saw me roaming around the place a few times. I managed to find a beautiful spot for a background picture, but HORRORS... The burly black bouncer spotted my camera and knew immediately that I wasn't an "official" photographer (Damn you Metropolis Records for not putting me on the guest list in the first place)!!! So as I palmed my memory chip into my pocket in the fear that he might confiscate it, he ushered me to the back entrance where he mercifully didn't confiscate my camera. The one picture of VNV Nation is pretty obvious on the pictures page... (sigh, actually it came out OK for a one-shot).

Well I'd had enough of that venue after that and headed back to rejoin the kids and see the entire Fabulous Disaster set, which again wasn't disappointing. The last time I saw them was at the Folsom Street Fair 2000, and I wasn't too impressed then, but I was much more into them for this more intimate night's set. They are an all-girl group and they rock pretty hard, I'm gonna recommend them to my friends down in San Jose, I think they'd like them a lot and might get them an open mic or something on their radio show or something? So after their set ended I sort of milled around until I hit upon the idea of trying to catch The Dickies at that new club, Caliente, which worked out great because I managed to get four of us in and took scads of pictures of The Dickies' incredibly energetic set, and a very appreciative crowd. I even took some pictures of the merch people for Toys that Kill that were pretty funny. So that was the night in a nutshell, pictures can be found at:

Saturday, December 1st, Channel 3, Strychnine, Zodiac Killers, and Teenage Harlets at the C.W. Saloon...

I completely missed the Teenage Harlets, but numberous showgoers told me that it was a great set. I did listen to some of their music from their site and it didn't seem too shabby. Check it out.

The Zodiac Killers were so-so, I enjoyed their in-between banter much more than their set, but they did dress well, although the Jill the guitarist sort of looked like one of the down-and-out hookers that I see out my window at night. And she broke a string, setting herself up for all sorts of verbal abuse from the singer. They were OK, but I'm not really into them. Maybe they need fireworks or something, but I'd see them again.

Strychnine put on an awsome set (as usual). This is the first I've seen them since their Euorpean tour, so that ruled I'm sure for them. I even tried to persuade Monterey Mark to show up for this show, but he had other plans, which sucks because he sings on the new (well old really) picture disk 7" that they have out. I urge everyone to get their hands on that or any other Strychnine record ASAP. The audience was really into them too, probably because most of them are old-school punks from way back. I even saw people that NEVER seem to make it to shows in the San Francisco city. So a huge amount of the audience knew all the words to nearly all the songs. Everyone's a winner with Strychnine!

In between their set and Channel 3, I spied Michaela and my old buddy Tiffany from Arcata, so we managed to down a couple of shots and become quite loud and obnoxious, making plans for the next day that never happened and so on. They were in town to go see Wilco, whoever that is. In case you don't know it, people from Arcata can drink people from the Bay Area under the table and are notorious rabble-rousers. These chance meetings always lead to good times, even if they become a bit hazy in retrospect. Nothing a shot of Jagermeister can't cure the next morning.

Finally Channel 3 hit the stage and although I thought they were OK, the years haven't been kind on their performance. Not to say that the music wasn't solid, more that they sort of seemed like they were just going through the motions. I guess that's what happens when the music isn't as relevant as time passes. Oh well, I still really liked Channel 3's set, as did a large majority of the audience who had a pretty racheous pit going for the whole set.

Pictures of most of the bands can be found here:

November 30th, Folcaino and Clucks Biggens at Balazo / Mission Badlands Space...

Folcaino was playing and I thought I'd catch them before they hit the big time, forsaking Candy Muscle at Burnt Ramen in the process. I think it was a good call. Unfortunately I couldn't really stomach Clucks Biggens because they reminded me of a slightly lamer version of the Radio Reelers, who I'd seen the night before. But their drummer was really good and I can see why more rocker-types might like this band. But they were not my thing at all.

Folcaino was fun in a folkish-Irish sort of way. They're comprised of East Bay band people and their fans are all drunks, which is A-OK in my book. They did a so-so cover of Joy Division's "Love will Tear us Appart," and I liked all their songs except that one. They have a couple great sing-along songs about whisky and beer. Oh, and they were all nice folks when I talked to them... They are the type of band that is created when jaded scenesters tire of all the bullshit I think. Maybe I'm wrong. They did an EXCELLENT drunken version of the Beatle's "Blackbird," which was very timely because George Harrison died today from cancer.

On a Balazo / Mission Badlands Space note, I'd like to say that all the artwork up right now is really good. There's a sort of comic book-esque theme going on (except for Ben Hirshkoff's EXCELLENT ceramic sculptures, but even he had a piece that tied into the theme). I urge everyone to go check out the cheap art ASAP because almost all of it was amazing in one sense or another. The address is 2811 Mission St...

Pictures of Folcaino can be seen here:

November 29th, Pineapple Princess, 25 Suaves, and the Radio Reelers at the Eagle... (I missed the Resineaters completely)

Managed to convince my roomate to head down to the Eagle with the idea that pimping him out to the leather daddies there might be fun, and amazingly, The Radio Reelers and Pineapple Princess werre playing. The Radio Reelers play fast rock and roll, it's punk in a sort of early eighties midwest sort of way, and they were pretty fun. Hector of the band used to be in one of the versions of the Weird Lovemakers (who I like better), but overall they were pretty fun.

The 25 Suaves were so average that I spent most of their set outside, hence no pictures.

Pineapple Princess has SF scenester Beth in the band and they play ukalalie hawaiian covers of other punk bands. They sort of remind me of Canada's Mudder Us Bagpipes in the kitch level and are a total drinkers band. I got annoyed by a few of their songs, but I guess that's what the back patio part of the Eagle is for. I'd see both Pineapple Princess and Radio Reelers again anytime.

Pictures of Pineapple Princess and the Radio Reelers can be seen here:

November 28th, Phantom Limbs. Clone, Artificium Sanguis, and Kalibas at the C.W. Saloon...

Managed to drag the roomate Trevor to the show just in time to catch the last song by Kalibas, who I wasn't too impressed with. It must be an East Coast metal sort of thing. Artificium Sanguis hit the stage in full-on corpse paint and they were entertaining, but I have a few gripes. First, their drummer was off all night. The singer needed to keep the cloak on for a few more songs, and there needed to be much better lighting for their set. Nothing irritates me more than incredibly bad lighting. Musically they were entertaining. I'll bet that in six months they'll be local heroes in the metal scene.

Then, as this was the last Lucifer's Hammer for the year, the music took an incredible turn and Clone hit the stage, but for some reason they seemed off tonight. I actually didn't like any of their set until the very last song (and I love their music too). But the last song saved their set for the evening, and boy do they look good on stage too.

That's when I popped the valium that a friend gave me, so I really don't remember much more than fragments; like my roomate proclaiming that he was going to do the sound for the Phantom Limbs (on the Covered Wagon's archaic sound system), dodging drunk punks and Ryan Limb (who was all over the floor), and taking massive amounts of pictures. I think I'll let the pictures speak for the show. All I know is that I had fun, and I woke up the next morning surrounded by microwave chicken nuggets that were strewn about my room. It wasn't very pretty.

Pictures of all the bands can be seen here:

November 25th. Nigel Peppercock, 400 Blows, Cruevo, and Teen Cthulhu at the Covered Wagon...

<NOTE> Paul from Cruevo says I have it out for their band, so the next review of one of their shows will be a guest review <END NOTE>

I arrived back in San Francisco just in time to unpack and zip over to the Covered Wagon to see these amazing bands. Teen Cthulhu was great and had all sorts of awesome records for sale cheap, including some stuff by Akimbo and Bloodhag, who are both pretty good too. I tried to get pictures of all of them, but the keyboardist was facing away from the audience, so that was impossible. Brandon was in great form with his screams and I think Thomas has gained a bit of a beer belly in the few years since I first noticed them in Seattle. Everyone should listen to these kids every day.

Cruevo just isn't my thing. I try to like them (I really do), but it just does nothing for me. I'd probably like them a lot more if I smoked pot. They bill themselves as sort of a "Stoner" band, but again, I found myself liking them to Black Sabbath (with a Nirvana-esque riff in one of the songs, which I thought was really funny). Maybe someday I'll like them, but it isn't in the cards for the immediate future. I do know that the Cruevo members work hard at what they do and that people like them, so maybe it's just me.

<NOTE> Paul from Cruevo says that they are not "Stoner Rock. <END Note>

This was the 7th time I've seen 400 Blows and they are super fun to see and always sound great (even tho the sound system in the CW is pretty much total crap). They were short, quick, funny, and the music is simply amazing. Their drummer is a madman and the singer is plain demented on stage. 400 Blows rule and always attract a decent crowd when they play. Unfortunately I keep forgetting to get their recordings, but sooner or later I'll have it. This I know!

Nigel Peppercock is just amazing. I have to see them play every show now. They rode in on mini BMX bikes and Masonic Lodge costumes and were just sick in how good they play. Maus from Dystopia and Matt from Pig Iron (plus members of Fuckface, Destroy, and Medication Time) are in the band, so you KNOW that they rule already. There was some guy in an ape costume dancing in the crowd, and even Merlin himself made an appearance during one particularly outstanding song. They blew me completely away.

Finally, what was up with all the bands up to Nigel Peppercock having to ask the sound guy to turn up the vocals halfway through each set? That just seemed odd to me. Pictures of all the bands can be found here:

November 21st - November 24th, Vacation in Arcata, The Cutters...

Day One: After copping a ride with Mister Mark, Sarah, and cute baby Sirus and hitting up a couple Taco Bells along the way, I managed to get to Eureka unscathed and quickly hit up Monterey Mark and Echo for a place to crash before making the trek to Arcata to hang out with the folks. Echo made a supreme pork chop and heavy-duty mashed potatoes and we just kicked it and drank beer for a while before falling asleep.

Day Two: Headed to Arcata (god I hate that town), and hung out with my mom who was visiting from Alaska and then driving in the pouring rain to Blue Lake to eat thanksgiving dinner with the family which was fun. We talked politics and I checked my email for a while and then I headed back to Arcata to spend some time with Mister Davis and Echo at the Shanty in Eureka. We got to the Shanty and I was immediately hit up by some middle-aged looser for a buck so he could get a drink. "Sorry buddy, I don't think so..." I ran into Mike from Sake (now defunct) and The Hitch (he's not with them either) and his new band whose name escapes me at the moment, but they are a great metal-hardcore band. We then headed off to Echo's to sort of talk shit for a while and then headed back to Arcata to try to hit up The Alibi bar in Arcata. Unfortunately that was closed, but we did manage to get followed by the overly rampant police force as we left to go home. Don't those cops have anything better to do? Fuck!

Day Three: Went shopping with mom and hung out with grandma all day. at one point I found myself in the revamped co-op (which really sucked) and the most surreal part of the trip happened. I kept hearing reggae music playing somewhere so I decided to investigate it's location. I turned a corner in the co-op and found myself confronted with about eight hippie girls with dreadlocks grooving to some crappy reggae music while they were working, slicing meat at the deli, washing dishes, etc... But what made it funny was these guys who were obviously scoping the girls out, swaying to the music, touching the melons, and basically grooving to the music. It was like an MTV video or something. Needless to say, I got the hell out of there as quickly as possible. A lot of these Arcata people are super snobby too. I got spit at by some aging hippie when I was walking down the street for no reason. I nearly decked him, but my mom was walking with me and I didn't want to start a confrontation in front of her. Hippies really suck.

After the day passed, I headed out to meet up with my friend who performs in the opera in Humboldt and we hung out at the few cool remaining bars in Arcata all evening. The Alibi has suddenly become a gay bar or something, so we pretty much spent the entire time in Everett's which has a better atmosphere anyways. When the bars closed I found myself being called by some fans of The Cutters (Humboldt's best pop-punk band at the moment) and subsequently found myself taking pictures at Mr. Wipple's apartment which had become overrun by drunks and stoners for an after-hours party which was fun. Those people can drink me under the table anytime. At around three I headed home because I had to get back to San Francisco early (or so I thought) the next day. Pictures of the cool Humboldt people I met can be found here:

Anyone who likes pop punk music should immediately go buy The Cutters debut CD on BlackJack Records.

November 20th, Mutilated Mannequins, The Vanishing, and Hoar Frost show at the Tempest...

I got to the Tempest and found out the Mutilated Mannequins was going on first and that Hoar Frost was playing last, which was a relief because I needed to get up early to go on my vacation to the Emerald Triangle for a couple of days and needed the sleep. Mutilated Mannequins was great as usual, but the Hoar Frost groupies kept yelling snide remarks during the entire set. Possibly they expected Hoar Frost to blow everyone away. I kept a wait-and-see attitude about that notion. Mutilated Mannequins performed well and had everyone pretty much loving every song.

The Vanishing set up quick and astounded the crowd with a surprisingly great goth rock set that fucking ruled! Jessie Trashed had on a full wedding dress and I don't think that a mistake was made during the entire set, amazing in that this was the first time they'd played before an audience. Their reputation was already getting pretty big even before this show too. I was totally impressed.

Finally Hoar Frost got on the set and although their music was really good, I wasn't too impressed overall. They are super metal and had some entertainment value in that most of the highly thinned-out crowd were pretty funny. I don't think they fit into the lineup very well because by that time nearly everyone had left. And they took entirely too long to set up, but that's another issue in itself. Pictures can be found here:

November 19th, The Fall with Mark E. Smith and Erase Errata at the Great American Music Hall...

So after finding out that I had an extra ticket to see The Fall, myself and Yarra-Du-jour set off to go find Scurvy Sam because he needed a ticket, stopping by Mister Mark's house first to grab a couple shots of Bushmills before the show. When we arrived at the Great American Music Hall we found nearly nobody inside, but tons of hipster dufus types standing outside looking for tickets. Hahaha, no I don't have any extra tickets. So we spent a good amount of time waiting for Scurvy Sam, missing the first act entirely. It was cool because I ran into Bret the Truck outside who urged me (and anyone who reads this online) to come support Tuesday night punk shows at Club Caliente, which is AOK with me.

Got inside just in time to catch the entire Erase Errata set which was a lot better than the previous Saturday's set at the Bottom of the Hill in my opinion. Jenny was in top form and the whole band looked happy and energetic, unlike the lame-o audience who just sort of stood there... The entire night I saw very few people rocking out until the very end of the Fall's set. But Erase Errata was great as usual, playing their quirky music that someone tried to tell me was influenced by Primus (which I think is not the case at all, but whatever).

The Fall came on stage pretty quickly and I wasn't impressed initially, so I sort of meandered about the fringes of the audience looking for a decent place to take pictures (which I never found). I think I really liked three of their songs when the final results are tallied, but it was fun to see this near-legendary band play. Mark E. smith was somewhat entertaining, although I seriously couldn't understand a word he said, which I guess is sort of his hook. The night's pictures can be seen here:

November 17th, Tracy And The Plastics, Erase Errata, and Mecca Normal and Panama at the Bottom of the Hill and the massive meteor shower afterwards...

Myself, Kyron5, and Yarra-Du-Jour got to the bottom of the Hill just in time to see Panama's last three songs, and we were both amused and impressed. It was a crazy mismash of violently flashing strobes of different colors experimental electronic noise that sort of seemed childlike to me. Yarra-Du-Jour was practically headbanging to it, and Kyron5 just laughed.

Panama's set ended and Mecca Normal hit the stage with what seemed like a promising first song. Unfortunately their set degenerated into annoying folksy crap that I certainly didn't like, and neither did a lot of other people judging from the massive crowd that gathered in the back room and backyard smoking area. The people who did seem to enjoy the set were mainly older college types, which isn't very surprising. Note to self, avoid any future shows of Mecca Normal.

Erase Errata hit the stage and suddenly it was like we were up in Olympia or something. The alterna-lesbian-scenester crowd hit the audience in force and with all the attitude that one comes to expect from them. It was pretty funny. But Erase Errata was pretty good on this night, making a few minor mistakes, but keeping the people who weren't too self-conscious dancing with every beat. Unfortunately most of the alterna-lesbians weren't dancing, just shouting and screaming funny stuff in between songs. Like I said, it was pretty funny.

Finally Tracy And The Plastics got up on stage and really, they made the show. For those of you who may not know who Tracy And The Plastics are, "they" are one girl and her aliases who manifest themselves on a projected television screen while she sort of jazzercizes and sings in front of them. The music is sort of new wave-ish, sort of lesbian-ish, and sort of synthpunk. In any case it reminded me a lot of seeing Pleaseeasaur (who would be the perfect band for Tracy to go on tour with in my opinion). Tracy is super funny tho and her songs are really weird, in a sort of in-joke insular way. The whole concept itself is brilliant.

The show ended and Mister Mark showed up in front to wisk us away to go check out the massive meteor shower that was taking place that evening. We showed up and found thousands of people had the exact same idea. The meteor shower itself was pretty cool, we watched it from the other side of the golden gate bridge with a bunch of Japanese college students who kept asking us really stupid questions on one side, and a bunch of hippies who kept yelling "shut up" on the other. It was the only time I've ever wanted to beat on one of those stupid drums to show them what is so annoying about it.

So pictures of the evening can be found here:

November 15th, Captured By Robots, Extreme Elvis, The Chickenhawks at the Eagle...

The The Chickenhawks had redeeming value in a sort of trashy rock and roll sort of way. The singer is really good and the guitarist was totally entertaining in his stage antics, doing lots of rockstar moves and such. Not too shabby, but not my personal thing.

Extreme Elvis got on the stage, but refused to be held by its confines. His clothes came off almost immediately (to the apparent horror of some of the people there, yet also to the extreme glee of many others)... Excitement that grew and grew with a peak of Extreme Elvis' jumping on the Eagle's bar and prancing around with his usual swagger about halfway through the set. Then he started peeing on people. Most of the people in attendance (lots of Northern_Calalifornia_Punklist people) knew what was up and cleared the way before getting sprayed, but I'm sure a pew people's clothes weren't smelling right when they woke up the next morning. Extreme Elvis then continued on his rampage, running around the packed bar like eight times, never missing a beat or a tune the entire time.

Captured by Robots is always entertaining, but like I think I mentioned in a past review, it was more entertaining when the robots weren't preprogrammed. JayBot is the best tho, and a nice guy to boot.

What a great show, pictures can be found here:

November 8th, Tammy Faye Mesner and John Waters at the Castro Theater...

I just got back from seeing Tammy Faye Mesner and John Waters in SF's Castro district... It ruled!!!!

First, I was forced to wear this clown sweater for a picture in exchange for the ticket, pictures of which can be found here.... Pictures of Danh in the sweater can be found here... The actual picture of me wearing it are here....

John Waters was slightly more graphic than he usually is in television interviews, talking about animal feces and teabagging was a pretty good highlight. He also called Tammy Faye a fag hag, hahahaha. Get one of his books and you'll get the basic gist of the hour long segment.

Special thanks to DanH for hooking me up with a ticket, which is now signed by Tammy Faye Mesner. Ro Messner told me that her new CD is available on her website at and you can get personally signed pictures from her there as well. PLUS, she's selling her autobiography on it too. Which is pretty good, but probably should be read alongside Jim Bakker's "I Was Wrong" book and Jamie Charles' book "Son of a Preacher Man." Tammy was in good spirits, but all the fags and dykes were turned off by her flag-waving (she wouldn't sign my American flag) and her singing, which I think could actually be remixed into some gay cult classic, since most gay people have simply atrocious taste in music. The most incredibly absurd part of the show was when Tammy picked up the phone and began calling local San Francisco residents and chastising them for not coming to the show. But she was only able to get people's answering machines and it was fucking weird. So these poor people are going to get home and there will be a message from Tammy Faye, telling them to praise Jesus. It was out of control. For a finale, she sang America the Beautiful, handing out flags to the audience (this is when all the gay people started fleeing the scene of the crime).

I didn't get to take any pictures because I didn't have a lenscap (having lost it at the Phantom Limbs show last Saturday). But I will try to put up a scan of the signed ticket later... Or maybe I won't, and get it framed instead with an autographed picture.

Anyways, it ruled and you all missed out on some surreal stuff. Seriously.

November 3rd, The Phantom Limbs, The Deep Eynde, The Holy Kiss, and Heart of Snow at the Covered Wagon...

Myself and Trevor (the roommate who is always looking out my welfare when I've been drinking) arrived just in time to play a game of pinball before the Holy Kiss started, which I won by the way. I wasn't expecting too much from The Holy Kiss after seeing them at Kimo's a few months back, but all the complaints that I had from that show dissipated almost as soon as they started playing. They were so much more fun to watch at the Covered Wagon this time that I don't even know why I didn't like them the first time I saw them. Anyways, they had this slow, almost Nick Cave-ish sort of thing going that I was totally getting into. Check out the music on their site and tell me that these kids aren't getting better and better with each show. In all frankness, my pictures don't do them justice at all (the same goes for Heart of Snow), and both bands should be actively sought out whenever they play next.

Heart of Snow hopped on stage next and (yet again) blew me away with their music. The female vocals are just awesome and the music is certainly reminiscent of old Joy Division music that I used to listen to with my mom in the early Eighties. And they are so nice to talk to in person. Click on their link and buy their new 12", because I just did that exact thing myself. Again, my pictures don't give their set justice in any way.

The Deep Eynde still features "The Fly" from the Insaints, but since I saw them last his playing is overshadowed by Fate Fatal's crazy antics and super-freaky stage persona (which seemed to extend beyond the stage all evening, see the pictures). Fate Fatal is rumored to have been involved in the Goth scene in LA (told to me by some of the Industrial Nation Magazine folks) and had a definite "Liquid Sky" sort of makeup thing going on all evening. The band's music as a whole has progressed beyond the super-rockabilly influences that I remember from the first time I saw them, so that is a good thing (no offence to the rockabilly people who were obviously there for that aspect of the show). These guys are super-fun and when they hit the northcoast again, you (YES I MEAN YOU) should see them.

Finally The Phantom Limbs hit the stage, and immediately all the delicately placed fabric that had been placed on the cieling came down in a torrent of chaos. Ryan was all over the room, wraping unsuspecting people in a fabric coccoon, tripping others with his unusually short mic cord, ramming people with his boney body, and being the nuisance that we all love. The Phantom Limbs's set was longer than I remember, but frankly, after I kicked the moderator of the North-coast-punklist's ass near the bar, everything gets a bit fuzzy. Naes should have known... Hahaha, see the pictures to see how bummed he was.

So the show was great, i got drunk, and ended up running around after hours with my sister (who has lame friends) until the wee hours of the evening. Pictures of the show can be found at:

If you use any of these images, I would appreciate a photo credit for each image used. Just ask!

November 1st, The Centimeters, The Sixteens, and Veronica Lipgloss & The Evil Eyes at Kimo's...

I arrived at the show only to find out that The Leper Sex Killers on the Loose had cancelled which sucked because they usually draw a pretty diverse crowd of freaky people, but was good because it gave me time to investigate the cheaper beer ($1.79) at the new too-well-lighted Mexican food place up the street (food is not bad, cheap beer is certainly a plus). I got back to the show just as Veronica Lipgloss & The Evil Eyes started their set and I was suprised at how good they are! They played a pretty basic non-synth Joan Jett-esque sort of set, but with members of the Mutilated Mannequins, how can you loose? I'm looking forward to seeing them when they have a better working bass guitar.

The Sixteens played a near-flawless set (amazing in itself). If you haven't gotten Kristen's "Houses" solo project record, try to find it or go up to Kristen at a show and ask her about it sometime. Hopefully their long hiatus is over because these kids have the cure for anyone's new wave craving with their always-diverse, never disappointing sets of quirky Kraftwerk related jaded insanity. they had some sort of lyric sheets at the front of the stage for those inclined to read (or in some cases, for the people who weren't drunk enough by that time). Some really weird stuff. Someone needs to finance their next recording quick because they are just obscure enough and just good enough to really peak some interest in this tired genre that some call rock and roll or "punk music". Of course they are totally anti-computer or industrial-style "karaoke performance", so getting a hold of them is in itself a major task. But I could see them opening for bands like VNV Nation, Apoptygma Berzerk, or Seabound and totally putting them to shame as far as a live performance goes.

Finally The Centimeters showed up and to the crowd's surprise they actually brought their new CD (available at ) and the rarely seen 7" record that I haven't listened to yet. I'll get to that after this review, but if it is anything like the CD (which I listened to 6 times today at work), it'll keep anyone happy... Especially the secret track at the end of the disc called "I am Insane" which I think had the new singer that is accompanying Nora these days. Fucking fantastic, but because one of their band's members was missing, their set was limited to about 6 or 7 songs, mostly old ones off the first CD. but it's always a pleasure seeing them live and hopefully they will come back soon.

Pictures can be found at:

Notable after-event of the evening; getting a cab ride home for six dollars... It seems that local cabbies are willing to deal now just to get customers, which while bad for them, is good for us people who don't have cash up to our ears. Kudos to the economic "downturn".

October 31st, Castro Street Halloween, Susan's (PUNK Magazine) Party, and Richard's Pirate Party...

Waited until the end of "Enterprise" and hit the streets with my basket of candy to hand out to good costumed peoples and found myself heading to the annual Castro Street gathering (rumored to expect about half-a-million drunken revelers). Hit Market and 16th to find that the streets were blocked off and a huge police presence was overlooking the whole thing... So I opted to cruise over to Richard's party, where he had decorated his entire house in a Pirate motif, very well too. There were sails and a deck in the backyard, numerous pirate victims lying about, and a fully stocked rum bar for people who weren't feeling squeamish from the copious amounts of blood that were in the washing room. I took lots of pictures, see the link below for them...

After a few beers, I decided to hit up the Castro for a bit, which was a trial of my nerves because of all the stupid humans dressed up like rappers. I'll bet they dressed up like SUV drivers on the way home. After getting pushed around and threatened by these numbskulls, I found Susan's party and spoke the key phrase to get in. It was great! There was a window ledge that we were hanging out on to see the massive crowd of revelers, and the apartment itself never seemed to end. I managed to get one of the keyboardists to divulge his secret love for Kiki and Herb and told him about their other project, Panty Christ. I took the remainder of my candy and gave it to the window ledge crowd to toss to the crowd and everyone was full of mirth and cheer. But alas, I started getting bored and headed back to the pirate party where I met up with Cecil from the Barfeederz and just sort of talked shit for a while before meandering home. Halloween Rules.

Pictures can be found here:

October 27th, Reagun SS and Exclaim at Mission Records...

Reagun SS is great, energetic, easy to grasp, yet obviously more complex in their outlook. I wish they had recordings for sale at this show... Exclaim was slightly OK live. Their records tend to REALLY suck because they are recorded so entirely badly that they sound like static. So really, I guess I'm saying that Exclaim was somewhat listenable live, but their recordings are fucking garbage, which means that I bought them and think that the record and CD are shit... total shit. Exclaim live... they are somewhat listenable, but their stage presence is contrived and boring.

See Exclaim now, because I guarantee that in a couple of months they will be another one of "those *great* Japanese bands" that everyone is always hyping (not unlike the Strokes were hyped before true indie and punk fans realized that they are total shit too). Whoever books these shows should realize that not every Japanese band is good, and I think that real music fans are catching on (although I'm most likely wrong on that point because music fans are trendy as fuck and usually only realize these things in retrospect, like 10 years later).

October 25th, Kiki and Herb at the Great American Music Hall...

Thinking that if we got to the show a half hour early, we'd be able to get a decent seat, we did such... And realized a little too late that we should have gotten there about an hour earlier than that because the show was entirely sold out (so sold out that tickets were going for $30 outside the venue!). So after scoping the festively gay colors of the fat people on the ground floor of the Great American, Okiepuffs and myself opted for a better view of the event on the upper right balcony (realizing that the sound quality was pretty Shiite in the process). Luckily the suburban gay dudes up there were happy to let us take a coveted seat in their general vicinity (I think they were hot for Okiepuffs myself, but I'll let his review follow so you can get his general outlook).

So Kiki and Herb rule. The entire show was completely crazy, with Kiki breaking random people on the floor's drinks by jumping on their tables, fainting no less than two times (only to be awakened by Herb, who I never realized was retarded!). Herb's piano playing was phenomenal in any case. I guess retarded piano players are actually more like man-child prodigies (you learn something new every day!).

Pinpoint special songs of their set: the Journey cover that they did had the two gay guys next to me in tears, the Suicidal Tendencies cover was my personal favorite, and "People Die" was the last and best interpretation of Nirvana that I have yet to ever hear.

On the way out, I asked the merch guy what was up with their badly designed website and why they didn't have any new CDs out. he seemed awfully nice, but couldn't offer any reason to either and seemed genuinely surprised that the website wasn't working. (note to self, offer to do lo-fi design work for Kiki and Herb in the future). In any case, if you weren't there... You really missed a spectacle.

Oct 20th, The Phantom Limbs, Sixteens, and Mutilated Mannequins at Mission Records...

I arrived just in time to catch the entire new wave/metal set by Mutilated Mannequins and boy, they are so goddamn great! Some of their songs have this obvious sort of early punk thing going on, but the vocals and the singer's stage persona totally fuck it all up. At times it's funny, and yet at times, it's painfully tragic. And was that a hint of Nirvana I heard in one of those songs? Wow, these guys should not be an opening band, and I'm surprised that the artsy-fartsy crowd hasn't caught on, but really, that's a good thing in the long run.

The Sixteens started off really badly. I love them, but the first two songs were done so badly in terms of the sound that I was almost embarrassed for them. That is until this drunk bald boy started muscling his way up to the front, flipping them off, and yelling really loud, "You fucking suck, play some of your GOOD songs!" Well that set them off. Every song after that incident was nearly flawless. Kristen was in rare form too, swigging goblets of red wine and alternately jumping from the synthesizer, to the bass, and ripping out her caustic lyrics. I seriously think that they should hook up with the Dekonstrukt crew because their sound would be totally appreciated with some of the minimalist industrial crowd who frequent that scene. (note to self, talk to Kyronfive about setting up a show centered on that).

The Phantom Limbs are my favorite band in the area, so I won't tell you how fucking great they are since they got back from the tour. I will say that they had the entire Mission Records crowd on their toes, sounded tighter than ever, and simply rule.

I took pictures, which can be found here:

Thanks to Echo and Monterey Mark for letting me use their camera and developing the pictures after the show!

October 14th, Voetsek and Dime Life Crooks at Warm Water Cove...

It was hot, lots of bands cancelled, and the show started late. Voetsek seemed pretty sloppy to me, but I could see what they were trying to do, hopefully they'll get better over time. Jerimiah's Dime Life Crooks rap band was was lots of fun. I forgot the name of the first band, but they were entertaining. Here's some pics...

October 13th, Fluff Grrl, Angry Amputees, and Mutilated Mannequins at the Covered Wagon...

Mutilated Mannequins is probably one of the greatest entirely unknown punk/Goth bands in San Francisco right now. The singer has this whole persona that is definitely reminiscent of some of the last great performance artists of the early Eighties. His every posture and grimace is a pure spectacle to see. Their music is sort of a synthesis between early Christian Death and a huge slo-punk/crusty-punk influence, except the singer sings in a high falsetto voice that is nearly operatic. Fuck, they were so brilliant that I swore to see every show they do for the rest of the year.

Angry Amputees does sort of slogan-istic songs about weird things, very punk and super entertaining. The drummer girl spews all sorts of random stuff and the wheelchair guy reminds me of someone I met in New Mexico a long time ago... Actually he may even be the same person, who knows? But their set was fun and lots of people showed up to see them. Nice folks too.

I was about to leave and skip Fluff Grrl altogether, but one of the band members was wearing an old Butthole Surfers T-Shirt, so I thought they would be either incredibly good, or incredibly bad. What Fluff Grrl ended up being was super fun to watch (except for the fact that my eyebrows nearly got burned when their stocky fan-fire-breather got a wee bit too close to me... hahaha. But Fluff Grrl's music is sort of like a punkish-crusty band with what I think was a homemade theremin (one of the few times recently where I didn't think the use of the theremin didn't sound totally contrived). They were fun, and their fans are obviously die-hard freaks. Good times, Good times...

Best overheard line of the evening: The singer of the Junkyard Sluts to the singer of Fluff Grrl, "You wanna know why I don't use drugs? Because I watched those commercials in the Eighties..."

The evening's pictures can be found here:

October 7th, The Faint at the Bottom of the Hill, My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult at Slim's, and some club night (free!) at the DNA Lounge...

GUEST REVIEW BY KYRONFIVE (although I edited it a bit to conceal what we call our "secret identities")

Left work early to meet Mister Atakra and Yarra-Du-Jour at the caltrain station in SF to go to the Bottom of the Hill and catch the early show of The Faint (they played two shows last night - the later show sold out although Mister Atakra and Yarra-Du-Jour still had tickets). This was easily one of my favorite live shows this year. The Faint were fucking amazing, although the guitarist and the keyboardist needed haircuts (hippies). I was very happy to be at the early show because the crowd was dead fucking pretentious and I can't imagine how bad it would have been later.

(Actually LittleBrazil said that it was so bad that his "date" actually got in a slap-fight with one of the trendy bitches in attendance)

Then off to Mister Atakra's house where we listened to some excellent records. Of course it was all a blur and I can't remember the names of any of the bands; some Canadian band that started with a "c" (Corpusse) on that sang about Satan being his neighbor, new wave music made by special education children (The Kids from Widney High), and the soundtrack to The Apple, which was heavy futuristic 70s disco which, inexplicably, we were all dancing in Mister Atakra's living room to...

Then off to the My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult show - which I originally said I wasn't going to go to. The illustrious DJ Sarin of Dekunstrukt met us there. They did "shock of point six" and "tonight we murder" as the second and third songs respectively and I was ready to go home after that because now I've heard every song I ever wanted to hear them do live with the exception of "do you fear for your child." didn't care most of their new stuff except a couple tracks, although the sound was not great so perhaps I'd like it more on disc. (The disc isn't great, but it is miles above the last two releases)

After My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult, we popped into the DNA Lounge and hung out with some friends: Dave and his girlfriend, Gina... Mister Atakra came over with us and then realized he'd stranded Yarra-Du-Jour (DOH!) at the My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult show and had to go back over and retrieve her! (DOH! again) We all hung around listening to Peter Stone dj. He djed muy Goth/industrial with song selections such as "god is god" which was kind of funny to watch in a club that was supposed to be all trance, and he did no beatmatching (or what we affectionately call "death guild mixes" - not that I'm dissing it cuz I can't beatmatch for shit myself). Mister Atakra was drunk enough at this point to start dancing around like a lunatic to juno reactor (hahaha, I did?!?). He told me if i bought him a drink he'd breakdance but by the time I got him to the bar he had decided it would take 4 drinks to get him to the breakdancing point. since I didn't have enough money to facilitate this spectacle I had to leave it at that.

Sam took a bunch of photos last night so urlage is imminent... (Yes I did, you can see it all at:

Remember to give me a photo credit if you use these pictures, and thanks to KYRONFIVE for the rather elequent review... She rocks!

October 2nd, Insane Clown Posse at the Maritime Hall...

Wow, what a weird show this was. Pat LittleBrazil managed to hook us up with free tickets to the Insane Clown Posse show and myself not being a big fan of rap music (I call it Crap music) was somewhat sceptical as to the entertainment value of the entire thing, but I was wrong. Insane Clown Posse was totally entertaining and the fans were pretty fun to talk to after the show. Insane Clown Posse had a pretty awsome light show, and their costumes were sort of GWAR-esque, but the music was somewhat interesting (unlike most of the recent GWAR releases). We managed to scam my camera into the venue (not hard because it seemed like a lot of the people who work at the Maritime may not have all their wits about them some of the time if you know what I mean), so I tried to get pictures of Insane Clown Posse, but they kept spraying Faygo on the audience, so I wasn't able to even get close to the stage. What is up with the Faygo thing? I'm glad I didn't have to clean the Maritime afterwards... So I was actually entertained by Insane Clown Posse's brand of rap music, by the crowd, and by the whole thing... Anyways, here's the pictures of some of the cooler people in the crowd, I'd go see Insane Clown Posse again in any case because they have a sort of weird punk rock attitude!

September 29th, Bottles and Skulls, The High and the Mighty, and Down In Flames at the Covered Wagon Saloon...

I don't remember much of this show so I'll let the pictures speak for themselves... Bottles and Skulls must have been good because I took lots of pictures of them. I remember not liking The High and the Mighty much, but their roadie was an old friend who supprised me with his appearance. Down In Flames seems like they may have been pretty funny. You be the judge:

September 23rd, Subtonix and THIRD ANTENNA; a movie on drag queens and gender-issue focused people, including a discussion that wasn't announced before the show or I never would have attended because I know better...

The Subtonix were great and the movie was decent although it could have been 30 minutes shorter. The problem came when after the show the people in charge started up a "discussion" about "Gender Politics," AAAAARGGGHHH!! Now while I'm all for people doing whatever makes them happy, the "discussion" was not part of the initial itinary (it wasn't mentioned on the list or on the Flyer). You may be thinking, "what's wrong with that?" Well the discussion slowly merged into some a talk about a specific instance that happened a while ago with one of the male security people and one of the girls in the venue (this is all second-hand information... as soon as the discussion started, I was out the door to go up the street for a beer along with a good number of other people). So the "discussion" ended up being over two hours long!

So essentially the people holding the "discussion" hijacked the audience into their itinerary for a "discussion" that should have been done at a more appropriate time with a decent amount of notice so that all the initial patrties could have been present. It REALLY sucked. So by the time the bands actually played, half the initial audience had left out of sheer annoyance. I felt like my life had been hijacked by this minority of angry people (mainly one girl who didn't make herself look any better when she recited her "issues") who just wanted to complain to each other about their own agenda, but isn't that what Gilman is all about anyways? People with their own agenda trying to get uninterested other people to listen to them because they like the sound of their voices?

Overheard words were, "I have plans, what the fuck is up with this," "You mean this wasn't announced as part of the show, who's responsible?," and everyone's favorite, "It's things like this that give Gilman Street a bad name."

Pictures are here:

September 20th, Black Lung and Gridlock at the King Street Garage...

Hecate cancelled because she wasn't able to get here from Europe. We showed up about 10 minutes into the Gridlock set and the first thing that struck me was the visuals, but I soon learned that they were pretty much the same ones that the club has up for a variety of shows with no Gridlock involvement. Wah Waaahhh. Anyway, Gridlock was somewhat interesting, they've merged away from vocals and drumming which is a sore spot with me because there's nothing as annoying as people setting up a laptop and "rocking out" so to speak, without any semblance of lighting or stage presence. However I did buy the earliest CD they had available, and like most industrial bands, it was better than the performance.

I don't understand how these bands can get away with charging 15 dollars at the door for these events. Who's making the money? I see bands from other countries in this city all the time and for the most part the charge is never that high, especially when one of the performers cancels. So final tally for Gridlock is that it was not a great set, buy their earlier CDs.

Black Lung sucks. The theramin routine became just that, routine two years ago. He's not doing anything innovative and could easily just create the background music for some crappy pop band. The only industrial band that I've seen in the past three years that was less interesting was Snog (BTW, he is that project also). Don't waste your time or money going to go see any of his performances live because you'll feel much better buying the CD and enjoy it longer (if you decide to listen to it more than once before you put it up for sale on eBay, which obviously people are finding out). I assume he's going to be on one of the washed-out people working in PigFace soon... And my god man, cut the fucking hair!

While browsing the merch table, I did run across some Holocaust Theory CDs and that revived my hope for any semblance of hope for the future of industrial bands. My suggestion is to skip Gridlock and Black Lung and go straight for the Holocaust Theory music, you won't be disapointed unless you suck.

Anyways the pictures are here:

September 18th, Will Durst at the Punchline in San Francisco...

I went to go see Will Durst perform at the Punchline tonight. It was free and the people who got me in introduced me to all the comics, so that was pretty cool (comedians are total dorks). Will Durst is a political comedian, so the highlight of the evening was definately his set in light of the past week. The weird thing was that a lot of the bits he talked about were prety obvious modifications of left-over Desert Storm material, which was still timely and relevant inj light of the last week's events. But the really odd thing was that he pretty much mirrored a lot of things that had been said in the past week on the International Punk List. I think he's secretly subscribed to the digest or something. Anyways, if any of you like comedy and can make it to the Punchline before Saturday, go see Will Durst perform, it'll be worth your time. But you may want to have a few drinks before you get there cause the drinks are a little pricey (although they were pretty stiff and free for me thanks to the Katzmanns!)...

Note to self, go see more political comedians! Sorry no pictures...

September 15th, Pleaseeasaur at the Werepad...

Woah.... Wooooooaaaahhhh!!! The Werepad is one of those places that sort of remindes me of a modified Sixties speakeasy that has been modified to accomadate hip-happening bands from the sixties like Jefferson Airplane or something. The sixties decor was out of control and the bartender was definately a cool cat.

Pleaseeasaur is simply brilliant! Take the costumed asthetic of GWAR, the lightshow of Neurosis, the cheesiness of A Flock of Seagulls, and the background presence of Trio and you get Pleaseeasaur. They had some new songs that I hadn't heard off their new MCD (which was unfortunately out of stock), but in talking to them before and after the show, they assured me that it would be available at their website. I did take a bevy of pictures which can be seen at:

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August 31st, Oppressed Logic and Intrepid AAF at Slim's...

Managed to miss the first two bands, but when I actually got to the venue, I realized that pretty much all of San Francisco had headed out of town... This show was incredibly small, but that made it a lot more fun for me at least. Trying to take pictures of punk bands in Slim's when it is crowded is incredibly annoying. This time, I was able to walk around with ease and pretty much had the run of the entire floor! Oppressed Logic got me in on their guestlist, which was no easy feat for me because all my ID had my "real" name, and not my photographer name. So I had to actually sit with the doorguy for a while and proove that I was who I claimed to be. Thankfully he believed me and let me in to take (what ended up to be) tons of photos!

Intrepid AAF was OK, I missed the first part of their set, but Orlando was definately the extreme showman of the band, doing the spastic walk, rambling, and being the general showman that we've known and love about him. And he's fucking funny too. Maybe this wasn't supposed to be, but I thought he was super hilarious in the showmanship way. I ended up getting a free CD too, and it is pretty hardcore. Tell Orlando that you love him next time you see him at Amoeba.

Oppressed Logic was incredible. I'd not really seen them anytime except when I'd met Adrienne at the Chaos UK show at the Pound, where she told me to come see them perform sometime. I wasn't disapointed either. Oppressed Logic reminded me of seeing Guttermouth way back in their prime, except they didn't invoke a bunch of bullshit at this show (Guttermouth used to be much better, for the youngsters who never caught them in the early Eighties). Mike ran around the stage with a Budweiser in his hand for seriously like an hour and a half, even letting Kicker sing a song at the beginning of their set. Oppressed Logic even has a new member from Canada, and he can actually play along with the rest of the band... I had fun, but I also drank too much, so the end result is my not really remembering the pictures I took og their set. Look at the pictures and you'll notice that the first ones are really good, but the final ones...

August 27th, BABYLAND, Midnight Laser Beam, and Replicator at the Divisadero Community Space (address withheld because the space is too cool for crashers in my opinion)...

Kyron5 and Yarra-Du-Jour were practicley whetting each-other in anticipation for this show, so when the casting call went out for the mandatory performance was sent, I ended up on the end of that action <lal-lal-lal>... Good thing too, although we unfortunately missed the entire performance of Midnight Laser Beam, one of all of our favorites... Fuck, that really sucked, but not as bad as Replicator. Replicator was not so much a headache , as a pain in the ass to behold in the first place. Really, I shouldn't bitch about them too much because they did come up with the first GREAT show in San Francisco for BABYLAND since the Bottom of the Hill show in '98 (when BABYLAND was competing against the Blood Axis show that all the annoying PC punks were boycotting, hahaha, what a great advertisement FOR white power *that was*). Anyways, now that the PC punks have all relocated to Portland, this show turned out to be one of the best I've seen BABYLAND perform since I saw them play in Eureka, circa '94...

BABYLAND has a bunch of songs that they haven't released yet, that they incidentially played at this show, much to the pleasure ans suprise of all us attendees. Amazingly enough, Kyron5, Yarra-du-Jour, and myself actually paid to ge in and promptly ran into Smith, who seemed glad to see all of us too. The crowd was primarially pretty young too, always a plus! The BABYLAND set started and immediately a group of kids started moshing... This sort of sucked because it pushed us on top of a group of people who had been sitting indian-style right behind us, but in retrospect, they probably should have expected that to happen. The first song sounded like crap, so BABYLAND retooled their setup, and I bee-lined to a relatively good spot that was ripe for picture taking... The rest of the evening was a blur of sweat, pogoing, and happiness from the kids in SF who had waited so long for BABYLAND to play a good show, reminding me of the first time I ever saw them... in a coffee shop in Eureka California, where 30 people packed into the space, and 50 people watched from the outside windows. BABYLAND says that they will record their new tunes sometime in the future. I urge anyone who reads this to send them mail, telling them to do it quick... because the new music is fuckin' fantastic, and more in the vein of the newer wave that they'vre only hinted at in their last releases...

Pictures can be found here:

August 25th, Scurvy Dogs, Youth Gone Wild, and Leather Pills at the Covered Wagon...

After waking up feeling like crap because I was getting sick, and then going to work because I couldn't really afford another sick day off, I decided to go to the weekly happy hour show at the Covered Wagon and drink, hopefully the alcohol would kill off the cold virus that was attacking my system (I thought), and besides, what could a couple of drinks do?

Hahaha, I was about to find out. First up was the Leather Pills who didn't really excite me too much, although they did their rendition of "Commando" by The Ramones that was pretty rockin'. The bass player was this tiny girl who looked incredibly like Missy from the Northcoast_punklist so I got a couple of pictures of them paling around after their set. Funny!

Next up on stage was Youth Gone Wild (no relation to the Eighties southcal punk band or the late nineties band from New Jersey). They were another band that I really wasn't impressed with except for the couple of metal covers that they did which were entertaining. Funny thing was that a lot of their parents showed up taking pictures and cheering them on. To me they sounded a lot like Blink 182, except with a wee bit more punk in their music. I could see these guys selling out big stages tho, mostly because they play that sort of white-bread punk that kids go for in suburban areas. I did anjoy their stage antics, and the crowd they brought in was as funny as anything I could think of!!!

Finally the Scurvy Dogs hit the stage, and by this time I was starting to feel like I was going to explode with pain from my sickness-related fever, so their whole set was something of a blurr. I remember thinking that they were fun this time, and I remember thinking that if I didn't leave I was going to puke on someone. So I left, and I'll let the pictures speak for their performance...

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August 19th, Zoviet France, Tribes Of Neurot, Tarantell, KK Null at the Great American Music Hall...

Saw Tribes Of Neurot and Zoviet France last night, and while it was pretty much what I expected... I can personally think that this "music" is pretty much only good for packaged releases, and not great for live performances (although the Tribes Of Neurot visuals were as impressive as always). But I knew that already, it was just reinforced. And there were hippies everywhere, including ones wearing patchouli. What's up with that? I'm of the opinion that Tribes Of Neurot project is more interesting than the last three releases by Neurosis.

Zoviet France was somewhat interesting too, but I still feel the same way about live "industrial noise" performances in their case too. It sort of reminded me of seeing Black Lung at Roderick's Chamber, but slightly more entertaining... Nothing to groundbreaking. His music was still interesting, but why pay to see him tweak a few knobs (although the sound quality in the Great American Music Hall is incredible).

The suprise band was Tarantell, whose eight member buildup of sound led to this sort of Enya-esque sort of chaotic deconstruction. Weird, I thought they were particularly good until the drums came in, but luckily that only lasted a little bit. KK Null bored me silly, but they didn't have their full lineup because one of the guys was detained at the San Jose jail which was particularly fucked in my opinion..... I don't know if the full lineup would help much in the long run, but it sucks that the authorities had to be such dickheads about him coming all the way from Japan. Maybe next time the experience will be better for him and myself as far as that performance is concerned.

So overall it was interesting... The crowd there was pretty funny. I think I'll be skipping noise shows for a while. I did pick up the new Neurosis release and it has just reinforced my opinion that "Enemy of the Sun" was their last good release. No pictures were taken because I wasn't in the mood.

August 14th, The Phantom Limbs, Fleshies, Subtonix, and the band I missed completely at the Bottom of the Hill...

Got to the BOTH too late to catch Dory Tourette and the Skirtheads because I was waiting for people and thought that the show would start late... I was mistaken, which is a shame because Dory has been ariound for a while, but I always seem to miss them because they always open for the bands that I really want to see. Oh well, they have a pretty good rep as being fun to watch so maybe next time.

After an incredibly long wait (30 minutes) to get in due to a paperwork error on the part of the bartender (when I bought the ticket), I finally was able to convince the night manager that I had indeed paid for my two guests (and two more who never showed up, who obviously owe me!).

The Subtonix played great! Rotating between band members like some sort of whirling dervish of gothic-punk chaos. The music has progressed quite a bit from their more basic new-waveish rock stuff that I heard during their shows over a year before this one, and people were definately talking about it afterwards. Jessy Trash and Jessie Tonic's vocal performances were stellar, and perhaps only outshone by Cookie's stage presence and Adrienne's wacky keyboards! When is that Album coming out girls? Soon I hope!

I missed the majority of the Fleshies set, but did manage to snap a few minor pictures of them in action. Like I remarked on the Northwest-Punk_list after the show, it wasn't as great as some of the recent shjows at the El Rio, but was fun in any case (and their following is super-huge too). I hear they've been doing interviews for the new LP, which I actually thought was pretty brilliant when I heard it.

The Phantom Limbs were rather subdues on this evening, Ryan with a black trenchcoat, Stevenson with his hair, Skot with his attitude, Jason with his socks, and Mike with his teeth (I don't know who the violinist is, but he sounded much better than I initially expected). The music was super-awsome though, and even some of my friends who had been to the previous show mentioned below (Ding Dang) were impressed by the event... Enough to buy me WAY too many drinks afterward at Sadie's Flying Elephant.

So buy the albums by the Fleshies and the Phantom Limbs right now. Here's the pictures:

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August 12th, Citizen Fish, J-Church, and Ding Dang at the Bottom of the Hill...

After spending most of the evening at an old-school/Dogpatch Wino barbeque at the beach with Monterey Mark and Echo (see pictures), we packed up the fixin's and headed to the BOTH for what we thought might be an entertaining way to end an evening... We were totally wrong, although Ding Dang proved to be much more fun that the last time I saw them. Ding Dang is sort of like the old-school punk rock supergroup, reformed after numerous stints in rehab to play soothing country melodies for jaded scenesters. Now while I'm not usually a fan of country in any form, Ding Dang is incredibly entertaining not for the music so much as the guitarists random noodling and craziness. Yet the band is now able to actually keep up with his forays into wackiness and not miss a beat. A far cry from shows I'd seen previously. See them when they play.

J-Church is boring pop punk, luckily their set was mercifully short so I spent the majority of the time that they played in the back room checking out the Citizen Fish merch. I ran into one of the most annoying people I've even known at the show too, JV, who I guess is back from Arizona or Texas (or whatever). Another reason to leave the Bay Area, but he'll probably only surface whenever Citizen Fish plays. Citizen Fish was OK, but they're not my cup of tea either. Dick of SubHumAns fame is incredibly fun to watch and the music is solid, but Citizen Fish in general always seems like more of a PC/scenester thing to go to, with an emphasis on content more than anything else. My roommate compares them to SKA, but while I agree that they have some ska-influenced guitars, I don't want to put them down by saying that they *are* ska. That is way to denigrating for people of their musicianship and history. Oh well, I took pictures anyways... Discover them here:

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Finally, check out this article on Murray Bowles of Ding Dang:

August 4th, Clone, The Gault, and The Sun at Kimo's...

Managed to talk Trevor-Trac to go see the Gault, it took some persuasion because he isn't too into gothic stuff, prefering industrial noise instead. Went by the Great American Music Hall and found out that all the tickets to Neurosis and Shellac are currently sold out. It's not like we haven't seen both of those bands too many times already, although Neurosis' new release is supposedly really good, and definately one of the finer recordings being released this month (as well as the Faint!!!!). Got to Kimo's and realized that The Sun were doing their last song, checked it out and it was all great until the guitar solo started. That's all I have to say about them, maybe I'll get a better impression when I see a full set.

The Gault came on and was awsome (except for some minor technical difficulties). The singer's presence is super awsome as I pointed out when i saw them play at the Eagle. But what I didn't realize then is that one of the people from the defunct SF-based Weakling is the guitar player! Trevor-Trac commented that they played so slow and "painfully gothic" that he could have killed himself and nobody would have noticed. The Gault have all the sound of early Christian Death and since they say that a recording is going to be released soon, keep an eye out for it, you will not be sorry!

I had been told for months that I needed to see Clone, but being the cynical person that I am, I had managed to miss every performance they've done in the last year and a half, mostly because they have a tendency to play on nights where other shows win out... I won't make that mistake again! Clone hit the stage and blew the people who hadn't seen them before (like myself) away! They play a quirky synthesis of new wave in the vein of early Sonic Youth merged with the B-52's, with a touch of Iggy and the Stooges hiding in the background. I urge anyone and everyone to buy their CD from Evil Eye Records and to check out their music at their download site!

Pictures of the bands are at:

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July 22nd, Echo & The Bunnymen at Amoeba Records...

UGH! You didn't miss much if you didn't go, Echo & The Bunnymen played 3 songs off of their new CD and it <frankly> stank. I've never seen people hissing at an Amoeba's free show, but it happened. I also overheard lots of people saying things like, "Wow, I used to like these guys." or "You know, back in the early eighties, these guys were actually pretty good." All I know is that when they pulled out the bongo drums, I immediately thought "Oh oh, this isn't looking like a good sign."After about 35 seconds (yes, I timmed it) I just got in line to buy my records I had collected, and by the time I actually got to the register, their set had ended.

Awful, simply awful. But I did score some new Charles Manson CDs, so it wasn't a complete waste of time... Oh, and if you want to see some truely awful website design work, check out the Echo & The Bunnymen webpage. It is pretty much the worst band site I have EVER seen.

July 21st, Subtonix, Ghost Hips, and some odd performance by someone dressed up like a fly at The Mission Badlands Gallery...

After hitting up the Treat Street Bar for a bit to get the lowdown on wether or not the Paradise Lounge is slated for closure (it isn't, the owner took it off the market when he found out that the new owner would be turning it into an <ugh> yuppy eatery) and hanging out with Clayton and Yarra-Du-Jour, I cruised the mission to the Badlands Gallery just in time to catch the entire Ghost Hips set. They were awsome, one of the better new goth bands I've seen in SF since the Gault played at the Eagle. Aaron was in top form and dressed like a dandy, and I don't know the other two members of the band, but I hope they stay around for a while because their entire set was pretty awsome! I especially liked the song they did about living for now. Cool stuff, check them out, and don't confuse them with Mother Hips!

They finished and the next performance was by someone dressed in what appeared to be some sort of fly costume, playing grating annoying noise and feedback which drove about a quarter of the audience out... hahaha.

Finally the Subtonix came on and played their first fabulous set since their tour and even though a couple of the members appeared to be sick, it was obvious that the tour was a good thing for the band! Their short set was totally tight, fun, and extremely entertaining (marred only gy the overcrowding that was happening from their throngs of devoted fans). When is that record going to be released girls?

This was all a benefit for The Rambler, who I invited to share my server space with... Let's see if they do it... Pictures can be found here:

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July 20th, Circus Contraption at the Odeon Bar...

I first heard about Circus Contraption from Joe Albanese (of Mighty Sphincter fame), who had pretty much run off to join the circus. When I heard they were coming into town I was super stoked on seeing them even though from all appearances it was in a tiny bar and had gotten the "thing to do" review from both the SFWeekly and the SFGuardian. I get there to find a packed bar of yuppies and people who go to these write-ups and was dismayed at how I actually had to pull a few strings in order to even get into the damn place (nice bar, hectic door guy).luckily after a little explaining, I got myself and Yarra-du-Jour in for the price of one (although the door guy also tried to rip me off, bad doorman, bad!

The Circus Contraption setup was awesome! They'd knocked holes in the ceiling for their rope show and everyone had these clownish outfits and makeup, pretty much going all out for the occasion, even though the bar was overpacked. I spotted a safe place to setup my camera and drinking area and chatted with Joe Albanese for a while, handing him my last copy of the new material that Mighty Sphincter did in return for a CD of Circus Contraption's material (super cool stuff too, I urge you to go to their website and check out their stuff). The show began with a cacophony of brass instruments and the show was on! Highlights include the toy shop Armageddon, the come to the circus song, the rope show, the game show, and my personal favorite when they pulled some hapless hippie out of the audience and spanked him with vegetables! It was pretty hectic with all the people packed into the place, but fun was had by all. I even managed to chat for a bit with Armitage Shanks, who I never got to see when his old band Phineas Gage (not the emo band from Denver) used to terrorize the west coast! Circus Contraption playing again August 10-12 at Cellspace , So really, if you read this, you should mark your calendar immediately and go!

If you don't believe me, check out the pictures:

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July 10th- July 16th, Portland/Seattle Vacation featuring appearances by Pleaseeasaur, Neil Hamburger, Acid King, and a cast of drunks...

This was the hell trip.

Tuesday night, leave six hours later than I wanted, run into a HUGE piece of wood at 4AM in Yreka, CA. trapping myself and Karin there for 18 hours. Luckily the driver's ex-boyfriend Matt drove up, rescued us, and drove us until I left their route (after buying a $200 plane ticket back to San Francisco). Here's pictures of all the fun in Portland:

Spend the night in the Portland suburb of Vancouver. Barely make it to Seattle because Matt's second car nearly dies after we buy tainted gasoline in Ashland, OR. Finally get to where Karin and Matt are staying, when I get a call from the Subtonix because all their dates in the northwest (except Olympia) have been cancelled due to various understandable problems back home. Manage to see a fantastic show by Pleaseeasaur which was the best time I had during the entire vacation, although I must say that Neil Hamburger is the most annoying person alive, hurmugh!!!. Went to visit my old roommate Sherry friend, who made me watch her bowl with a bunch of pro-bowlers (which was super boring, and four hours long, but she bought me drinks during the whole thing so that was actually somewhat fun), skipped out on her and went to another show the next night which was ironically all bands from SF, including Lost Goat (who I'm not too impressed by, but have a huge following) and Acid King, who made the show for me. Went to see Final Fantasy (hello Christian film conspiracy!), and on the last night ended up singing an awesome new wave version of "Don't You Want Me Baby" complete with my temporary sidekick Michelle and some new wave looking Bono sunglasses...

Here's Pictures from the fun in Seattle:

After that I ended up not getting back to the crashpad until REALLY late (don't ask, I was having fun), and almost missed my flight out of SeaTac, only to find out that my flight was going to leave 4 hours later, and be diverted to Oakland... Where they shuttled me to SFO, FINALLY!

After this trip, I decided that I need a vacation to make up for that vacation.

Postscript: Karin and Matt didn't fare well on the way back either, their car broke down in Roseburg, but everyone seems to have made it back OK in the end, PHEW!

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July 8th, Extreme Elvis, Hammers Of Misfortune, Tribe 8, Lost Goat, Ac-Dshe and The Phantom Limbs at The Pound (a cool first-time benefit for THE RAMBLER)...

After heading toward The Pound early to get a bit of barbecue food, we were suprised to see Extreme Elvis playing on the rooftop of the Pound for the gathering motley crowd of Dykes, Dorks, Punks, and goths. That guy is totally funny! He took off his shirt to the audible gasps of many of the people in attendance and I think his mom was there too. When the pants started coming off, quite a few people left, but it was all in fun. Check out his site for some more disturbing performances.

Some two piece dyke band with a drummer and a guitarist played to the yawns of a lot of people, but they somewhat reminded me of the latest record from Bedroom Productions, so that was sort of odd. The Phantom Limbs played a quick but incredible set for the people who had gathered for the spectacle. Ryan was covered in black goo and I think their music freaked out quite a few of the people watching who had never seen them before, but there was a noticeable increase of headbobbing by the time their set ended, so that's always nice!

Lost Goat was not my favorite band as usual, but they are good musicians, just not my thing in a Rock and Roll sort of way. People like them tho... The suprise superstars of the evening were Ac-Dshe, who belted out a great set of covers in a girly rocker way from everybody's favorite high school party Band AC/DC. I was suprised to find myself singing along to nearly every song! I'd totally see those chicks again.

I tried to stay for Tribe 8, but I found myself stumbling around when the female whippings started, so I hitched a ride home with a friend for some well deserved sleep, totally missing Tribe 8 in the process... A shame, but I'll see them again. In retrospect, I should have stayed to check out Hammers Of Misfortune, but hopefully they'll play again soon?

High Point = The beer chugging contest (totally rigged in favor of the estrogen).

Low Point = The ongoing raffle attempts that went on throughout the evening.

July 7th, "Rage - 20 Years of Punk Rock" at the Red Vic...

Rage is an OK film. It's video, so I'm sure media-savvy people will probably have access to it soon. A few minor gripes tho...

Too much footage from Jack Grisham of TSOL, I mean he's funny and all, but annoying (maybe that's the point?). Gitanne Demone is super cool! But there's NO footage of her performing? It even goes as far as featuring a video clip of Rozz Williams singing some lyrics, which cuts off right as her segment of the song starts. It's a travesty! Sound quality is shakey and the music is pumped in at times that seemed somewhat inappropriate. Jello is funny. Keith Morris is fucking brilliant! Duane Peters is great and all, but why use the same footage over and over? And my favorite musician Don Bolles is pure genius too!

Overall the film was OK, but I found it WAY to centered on the LA scene and there's absolutely nothing about the rest of the West Coast like Oregon and Washington so the title would be much better if it was called; "Rage - 20 Years of Punk Rock centered in the late Seventies as seen by 6 people in LA and Jello Biafra".

July 6th, The Scurvy Dogs and Pitch Black at the Covered Wagon...

I have never liked either of these bands. Pitch Black always seems to be missing something and The Scurvy Dogs just plain SUCKED in the past. Luckily my entire attitude about both these bands did a complete 180 turn-around after this show!

Pitch Black started out meeting my prior expectations, but won me over with the last half of their set. I was standing outside the Covered Wagon at one point mid-way through their set when all of a sudden their music began to click in my head. I dropped my smoke and literally ran in to hear the last part of their song that I had heard and the last 4 songs of their entire set and was blown away! Somehow they had made me a convert to their slightly snotty punk rock by changing their music a bit. They were so incredibly tight that the CW waitresses even came around from behind the bar to hear the last part of the set! After the show I found out that all the songs that I liked are on their split CD with the Enemies, another band that has done nothing-and-then-something for me. I guess I'm a music snob (or according to Cuervo a "Scene Robot"), but when my mind changes about a band, I'm all about seeing all their shows from that point on. Pitch Black changed my tune, cudos to them... And if you think I didn't tell this to their faces, you're delusional...

I've been on a one-man boycott of The Scurvy Dogs since practically the genesis of their SF careers. I always found the entire set that they used to play contrived and boring. Looking back, maybe it just had too many elements to it for me to get the basic premise. Gone are the pseudo communist rants (a particular annoyance to me after working for MRR) and the extra person. The Scurvy Dogs have gone minimal, and they rocked my world. I'm too drunk to tell you any more because one of their followers bought me a Coors light, see them soon to discover how great they are.

July 1st, The Faint at the Bottom of the Hill...

It was amazing! I get the feeling that if the new songs on the August 20th release are as good on CD as they were live, The Faint's underground status may come to an end quick. This year's show was totally better than last year's show (with the exception of a *remix* that they did that isn't as good as the original version).

Quote of the night, "It's so stupid, It's CRAZY!" - overheard being said by the singer of the Knives, who had obviously been drinking all day because his eyes kept crossing as he was trying to look like the super kewl SF scenester that he usually portrays. The Faint took complete control of all the lighting with their own setup (vexing the sound/light person), and were *super* New Wave, complete with floods, flashes, and perky interlude stuff while they prepared the next songs...

Some annoying chick was trying to get me to move from my prime viewing spot, and looked up at me and said in a totally bitchy way, "EXcuSE Me!"... To which I looked at her, and said, "I've been trying to do that all evening, it doesn't seem to be working." She was totally pissed. I think Pat tried to pick her up later.

Sorry, no pics.

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