Wow, i've got like 20$ left in the bank. It might be time to take on some side work. It doesn't really help that my landlord usually waits until the 15th-23rd to cash our rent checks that are due by the 4th. I'm too much of a stoner to remember two weeks later that I'm not rich, I just am waiting out my landlord to cash the rent.
Three shows back to back starting tonight.
TONIGHT @ Good Karma Vegan eatery. 8:00 - 9:00 in San Jose at Post and 1st st.
TOMORROW @ the Blank Club with Settler and Triangle around 9:00
SATURDAY @ The GIngerbread house (Todd's house) at 7th and Keys around 10:00
I have a crush on a girl. This is good.
Three shows back to back starting tonight.
TONIGHT @ Good Karma Vegan eatery. 8:00 - 9:00 in San Jose at Post and 1st st.
TOMORROW @ the Blank Club with Settler and Triangle around 9:00
SATURDAY @ The GIngerbread house (Todd's house) at 7th and Keys around 10:00
I have a crush on a girl. This is good.
Booya and his throne.
He also loves guitars and guitar cases. I find him in them all the time.
A couple of pictures from the mumlers show at the bottom of the hill.
Douchepic.
I'm back from Mixing the Mumlers record. Everything sounds great and It was an awesome week. I really love the studio that we were at, so if any of you musicians need to track or mix at a studio with awesome gear and a great vibe, you need to check out the Hanger studios in Sacramento. It's run by the guys who do TapeOp magazine, so that should give you an indication of how on the level this studio is.
Getting back into the work a day world after a week of fun is just hard. I don't care who you are.
Tonight I'll be sitting in with Worker Bee during their record release at Rasputin Records in Campbell @ 7:00. If you're in the neighborhood and feel like getting rocked, you should stop by.
Saw one of my best friends get married last saturday. It was wonderful.
Here are a couple of shots from a wonderful bachelor party in Lake Tahoe. The second is a picture of us in 40 degree Lake Tahoe. It was fucking freezing..... and serene.
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Getting back into the work a day world after a week of fun is just hard. I don't care who you are.
Tonight I'll be sitting in with Worker Bee during their record release at Rasputin Records in Campbell @ 7:00. If you're in the neighborhood and feel like getting rocked, you should stop by.
Saw one of my best friends get married last saturday. It was wonderful.
Here are a couple of shots from a wonderful bachelor party in Lake Tahoe. The second is a picture of us in 40 degree Lake Tahoe. It was fucking freezing..... and serene.
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Headed to Lake Tahoe for a bachelor party this weekend. Should actually be a tad relaxing. Lovin it.
Went to the Studio that the Mumlers will be mixing our record at yesterday to re-record all of the bass. Sometimes bleed can just ruin shit. Studio is über cool, with some vintage mics i've never even heard of before. Gonna love it. We mix May 29th through the 5th of June. Still need a title for the record. We've got a couple of ideas:
1. Who Do Sea Songs
2. Mystery Woofers
Any ideas?
Doctor Nurse is finishing up our basic tracks at the Locust St. facilities. It's moving to a new location, so i've got a couple of weeks off. This is going to be a GREAT fucking record. Some of the songs just blow my mind. It's like the Beatles...... but different...... like completely.
Also, Beatles II is scheduled to play KZSU stanford radio for a full hour on August 15th. It will prove to be the best hour of radio ever heard. We're shooting for a 40 song medley of hits. They're all hits.
some of the setlist off the top of my head:
space birds
amp hand
finger cup
labor day sandwich
back house posters
lendling island
we didn't bring any water, all we brought was tapes
party with death
flowers of frank
softball buddies don't know
they've got a rockin band
anchors away, anchors are gay, yo ho, yo ho
let's buy a boat
you get the idea. epic.
Went to the Studio that the Mumlers will be mixing our record at yesterday to re-record all of the bass. Sometimes bleed can just ruin shit. Studio is über cool, with some vintage mics i've never even heard of before. Gonna love it. We mix May 29th through the 5th of June. Still need a title for the record. We've got a couple of ideas:
1. Who Do Sea Songs
2. Mystery Woofers
Any ideas?
Doctor Nurse is finishing up our basic tracks at the Locust St. facilities. It's moving to a new location, so i've got a couple of weeks off. This is going to be a GREAT fucking record. Some of the songs just blow my mind. It's like the Beatles...... but different...... like completely.
Also, Beatles II is scheduled to play KZSU stanford radio for a full hour on August 15th. It will prove to be the best hour of radio ever heard. We're shooting for a 40 song medley of hits. They're all hits.
some of the setlist off the top of my head:
space birds
amp hand
finger cup
labor day sandwich
back house posters
lendling island
we didn't bring any water, all we brought was tapes
party with death
flowers of frank
softball buddies don't know
they've got a rockin band
anchors away, anchors are gay, yo ho, yo ho
let's buy a boat
you get the idea. epic.
(CNN) -- Hundreds of homeless people in Nashville, Tennessee, ate well Wednesday evening -- all in the name of a man who the state put to death just hours earlier.
Philip Workman, 53, requested that his final meal be a vegetarian pizza donated to any homeless person located near Riverbend Maximum Security Institution.
He was executed there at 2 a.m. ET Wednesday.
But prison officials refused to honor his request, saying that they do not donate to charities.
That apparently upset a few people willing to pay for and deliver a lot of pies themselves.
Homeless shelters across Nashville were inundated with donated pizzas all Wednesday. "I was like, 'Wow, Jesus!' " said Marvin Champion, an employee of Nashville's Rescue Mission, which provides overnight shelter, food and assistance to more than 800 homeless people a night. "I used to be homeless, so I know how rough it gets. I seen some bad times -- not having enough food, the cupboards are bare. But we got pizza to feed enough people for awhile," Champion said. "This really shows the people here that someone out there thought of them."
$1,200 worth of pies
Donna Spangler heard about Workman's request and immediately called her friends. They all pitched in for the $1,200 bill to buy 150 pizzas, which they sent to the Rescue Mission.
"Philip Workman was trying to do a good deed and no one would help him," said the 55-year-old who recruited a co-worker to help her make the massive delivery Wednesday evening.
"I knew my husband would have a heart attack -- I put some of it on the credit card. But I thought we'll find a way to pay for them later," she said. "I just felt like I had to do something positive."
Spangler wasn't the only person to place an order in Workman's name.
The president of the People for Ethical Treatment of Animals read a news story about the prison denying the inmate's last request and ordered 15 veggie pizzas sent to the Rescue Mission Wednesday morning.
"Workman's act was selfless, and kindness to all living beings is a virtue," said PETA President Ingrid Newkirk.
Not far away, 17 pizzas arrived at Nashville's Oasis Center, a shelter that helps about 260 teenagers in crisis. By 9 p.m. ET, more pizzas had arrived, said executive director Hal Cato.
"We talked to the kids and they understand what this is tied to and they know that this man [Workman] wanted to do something to point out the problems of homelessness."
When Workman robbed a Wendy's in Memphis, Tennessee, in 1981, he was a strung-out cocaine addict looking for a way to pay for his next high, he has said.
He was homeless at the time. Workman was convicted of shooting and killing Memphis Police Lt. Ronald Oliver during the robbery.
Many of the pizzas ordered in Workman's name were delivered anonymously, but the first 17 at Oasis Center came from a Minneapolis, Minnesota, radio station that devoted much of its morning show time talking about Workman's request.
"They were upset about it," said Cato.
He plans to call other homeless shelters in Nashville Thursday and share the pies. "They should be able to benefit from this, too," he said.
Cliff Tredway, the director of public relations for the Rescue Mission, said it's more than pizzas that helped that shelter.
"It's the story of a guy whose execution translated into a generous act," he said. "It's people donating to other people they don't know.
"It's about a group of people who society often writes off getting a pizza party today."
Philip Workman, 53, requested that his final meal be a vegetarian pizza donated to any homeless person located near Riverbend Maximum Security Institution.
He was executed there at 2 a.m. ET Wednesday.
But prison officials refused to honor his request, saying that they do not donate to charities.
That apparently upset a few people willing to pay for and deliver a lot of pies themselves.
Homeless shelters across Nashville were inundated with donated pizzas all Wednesday. "I was like, 'Wow, Jesus!' " said Marvin Champion, an employee of Nashville's Rescue Mission, which provides overnight shelter, food and assistance to more than 800 homeless people a night. "I used to be homeless, so I know how rough it gets. I seen some bad times -- not having enough food, the cupboards are bare. But we got pizza to feed enough people for awhile," Champion said. "This really shows the people here that someone out there thought of them."
$1,200 worth of pies
Donna Spangler heard about Workman's request and immediately called her friends. They all pitched in for the $1,200 bill to buy 150 pizzas, which they sent to the Rescue Mission.
"Philip Workman was trying to do a good deed and no one would help him," said the 55-year-old who recruited a co-worker to help her make the massive delivery Wednesday evening.
"I knew my husband would have a heart attack -- I put some of it on the credit card. But I thought we'll find a way to pay for them later," she said. "I just felt like I had to do something positive."
Spangler wasn't the only person to place an order in Workman's name.
The president of the People for Ethical Treatment of Animals read a news story about the prison denying the inmate's last request and ordered 15 veggie pizzas sent to the Rescue Mission Wednesday morning.
"Workman's act was selfless, and kindness to all living beings is a virtue," said PETA President Ingrid Newkirk.
Not far away, 17 pizzas arrived at Nashville's Oasis Center, a shelter that helps about 260 teenagers in crisis. By 9 p.m. ET, more pizzas had arrived, said executive director Hal Cato.
"We talked to the kids and they understand what this is tied to and they know that this man [Workman] wanted to do something to point out the problems of homelessness."
When Workman robbed a Wendy's in Memphis, Tennessee, in 1981, he was a strung-out cocaine addict looking for a way to pay for his next high, he has said.
He was homeless at the time. Workman was convicted of shooting and killing Memphis Police Lt. Ronald Oliver during the robbery.
Many of the pizzas ordered in Workman's name were delivered anonymously, but the first 17 at Oasis Center came from a Minneapolis, Minnesota, radio station that devoted much of its morning show time talking about Workman's request.
"They were upset about it," said Cato.
He plans to call other homeless shelters in Nashville Thursday and share the pies. "They should be able to benefit from this, too," he said.
Cliff Tredway, the director of public relations for the Rescue Mission, said it's more than pizzas that helped that shelter.
"It's the story of a guy whose execution translated into a generous act," he said. "It's people donating to other people they don't know.
"It's about a group of people who society often writes off getting a pizza party today."
I finally got around to reading "A Man Without A Country" by Kurt Vonnegut. Loved it. He always starts a revolution in my mind.
This showed up on the best of craigslist. Sad but true.
From an Angry Soldier
Date: 2007-04-10, 1:00PM PDT
I'm having the worst damn week of my whole damn life so I'm going to write this while I'm pissed off enough to do it right.
I am SICK of all this bullshit people are writing about the Iraq war. I am abso-fucking-lutely sick to death of it. What the fuck do most of you know about it? You watch it on TV and read the commentaries in the newspaper or Newsweek or whatever god damn yuppie news rag you subscribe to and think you're all such fucking experts that you can scream at each other like five year old about whether you're right or not. Let me tell you something: unless you've been there, you don't know a god damn thing about it. It you haven't been shot at in that fucking hell hole, SHUT THE FUCK UP!
How do I dare say this to you moronic war supporters who are "Supporting our Troops" and waving the flag and all that happy horse shit? I'll tell you why. I'm a Marine and I served my tour in Iraq. My husband, also a Marine, served several. I left the service six months ago because I got pregnant while he was home on leave and three days ago I get a visit from two men in uniform who hand me a letter and tell me my husband died in that fucking festering sand-pit. He should have been home a month ago but they extended his tour and now he's coming home in a box.
You fuckers and that god-damn lying sack of shit they call a president are the reason my husband will never see his baby and my kid will never meet his dad.
And you know what the most fucked up thing about this Iraq shit is? They don't want us there. They're not happy we came and they want us out NOW. We fucked up their lives even worse than they already were and they're pissed off. We didn't help them and we're not helping them now. That's what our soldiers are dying for.
Oh while I'm good and worked up, the government doesn't even have the decency to help out the soldiers whos lives they ruined. If you really believe the military and the government had no idea the veterans' hospitals were so fucked up, you are a god-damn retard. They don't care about us. We're disposable. We're numbers on a page and they'd rather forget we exist so they don't have to be reminded about the families and lives they ruined while they're sipping their cocktails at another fund raiser dinner. If they were really concerned about supporting the troops, they'd bring them home so their families wouldn't have to cry at a graveside and explain to their children why mommy or daddy isn't coming home. Because you can't explain it. We're not fighting for our country, we're not fighting for the good of Iraq's people, we're fighting for Bush's personal agenda. Patriotism my ass. You know what? My dad served in Vietnam and NOTHING HAS CHANGED.
So I'm pissed. I'm beyond pissed. And I'm going to go to my husband funeral and recieve that flag and hang it up on the wall for my baby to see when he's older. But I'm not going to tell him that his father died for the stupidty of the American government. I'm going to tell him that his father was a hero and the best man I ever met and that he loved his country enough to die for it, because that's all true and nothing will be solved by telling my son that his father was sent to die by people who didn't care about him at all.
Fuck you, war supporters, George W. Bush, and all the god damn mother fuckers who made the war possible. I hope you burn in hell.
From an Angry Soldier
Date: 2007-04-10, 1:00PM PDT
I'm having the worst damn week of my whole damn life so I'm going to write this while I'm pissed off enough to do it right.
I am SICK of all this bullshit people are writing about the Iraq war. I am abso-fucking-lutely sick to death of it. What the fuck do most of you know about it? You watch it on TV and read the commentaries in the newspaper or Newsweek or whatever god damn yuppie news rag you subscribe to and think you're all such fucking experts that you can scream at each other like five year old about whether you're right or not. Let me tell you something: unless you've been there, you don't know a god damn thing about it. It you haven't been shot at in that fucking hell hole, SHUT THE FUCK UP!
How do I dare say this to you moronic war supporters who are "Supporting our Troops" and waving the flag and all that happy horse shit? I'll tell you why. I'm a Marine and I served my tour in Iraq. My husband, also a Marine, served several. I left the service six months ago because I got pregnant while he was home on leave and three days ago I get a visit from two men in uniform who hand me a letter and tell me my husband died in that fucking festering sand-pit. He should have been home a month ago but they extended his tour and now he's coming home in a box.
You fuckers and that god-damn lying sack of shit they call a president are the reason my husband will never see his baby and my kid will never meet his dad.
And you know what the most fucked up thing about this Iraq shit is? They don't want us there. They're not happy we came and they want us out NOW. We fucked up their lives even worse than they already were and they're pissed off. We didn't help them and we're not helping them now. That's what our soldiers are dying for.
Oh while I'm good and worked up, the government doesn't even have the decency to help out the soldiers whos lives they ruined. If you really believe the military and the government had no idea the veterans' hospitals were so fucked up, you are a god-damn retard. They don't care about us. We're disposable. We're numbers on a page and they'd rather forget we exist so they don't have to be reminded about the families and lives they ruined while they're sipping their cocktails at another fund raiser dinner. If they were really concerned about supporting the troops, they'd bring them home so their families wouldn't have to cry at a graveside and explain to their children why mommy or daddy isn't coming home. Because you can't explain it. We're not fighting for our country, we're not fighting for the good of Iraq's people, we're fighting for Bush's personal agenda. Patriotism my ass. You know what? My dad served in Vietnam and NOTHING HAS CHANGED.
So I'm pissed. I'm beyond pissed. And I'm going to go to my husband funeral and recieve that flag and hang it up on the wall for my baby to see when he's older. But I'm not going to tell him that his father died for the stupidty of the American government. I'm going to tell him that his father was a hero and the best man I ever met and that he loved his country enough to die for it, because that's all true and nothing will be solved by telling my son that his father was sent to die by people who didn't care about him at all.
Fuck you, war supporters, George W. Bush, and all the god damn mother fuckers who made the war possible. I hope you burn in hell.
Do you really think you can just put it in a safe behind a painting, lock it up, and leave?
Walk away now, and you're gonna start a war.
Walk away now, and you're gonna start a war.
I feel bad for not having any time to be on here anymore. So damn busy with the stupid physical world that I don't have any time to let my imagination run free.
The Noise Pop show with Clinic, Earlimart and Sea Wolf went off rather well despite our 5 minute sound check. Lil Tuffy, once again, made an awesome poster for the show. BIG thanks Tuff, the band loves 'em too.
Working on trying to get the house clean for spring. Thinking of making some homemade cleaners out of borax and vinegar and pubes.
The band officially signed a record contract on sunday. Fairly cool.
During the course of the day a couple of things randomly popped into my head:
1) Michael McDonald always sounds like he has a mouth full of marbles.
2) The shrimp vindaloo pizza that I had at the Indian Pizza place yesterday wasn't playing nice.
3) I dig a remix almost as much as I dig a pony.
For your Thursday viewing pleasure
Grizzly Bear
The Noise Pop show with Clinic, Earlimart and Sea Wolf went off rather well despite our 5 minute sound check. Lil Tuffy, once again, made an awesome poster for the show. BIG thanks Tuff, the band loves 'em too.
Working on trying to get the house clean for spring. Thinking of making some homemade cleaners out of borax and vinegar and pubes.
The band officially signed a record contract on sunday. Fairly cool.
During the course of the day a couple of things randomly popped into my head:
1) Michael McDonald always sounds like he has a mouth full of marbles.
2) The shrimp vindaloo pizza that I had at the Indian Pizza place yesterday wasn't playing nice.
3) I dig a remix almost as much as I dig a pony.
For your Thursday viewing pleasure
Grizzly Bear
