By ass_rabbit on Jun 29, 2007 | Reply

That show looks so fucking right! I gotta be there.

By ass_rabbit on Jul 2, 2007 | Reply

First, I’m driving there, down Old Bainbridge and there’s this animal in my headlights. It’s back end had been run over and it was lifting itself up on one skinny leg trying to pull itself away. It looked sickly human. I kept going. I couldn’t go back. I couldn’t save it. I couldn’t put it down.

I get to the beta Bar. Rob and Clay aren’t there yet.

Murphy’s Law didn’t show, there was a death in the family of one of the band members. We heard that about 9000 times. Oh and thanks to all the out of town bands that came and played. We heard that too. (Just an aside, all you shit bag motherfuckers that left when you heard ML wasn’t playing. You suck. You need to seriously work on the shitbird karma you just one won. The show started late but when do they ever start on time. Fuck you.)

It was weird like I said. “In the wake of” played well, no hold ups, no fuck ups, just straight good punk, fast and hard, no ego bullshit just bad ass. I had reviewed them for the first issue of FAKE LIFE and I wasn’t impressed. They impressed me last night. It just goes to show you have to look pretty deep to figure on how good a band is. I was way of the make. I have to rethink things a bit. ITWO, I was wrong.

Moral Decline were spot on, worked the audence, made for a raging pit but then there were these three huge motherfuckers drunk as shit, throwing that human meat around and god forbid you got in front of it. They didn’t seem to care if you wanted in. Maybe I’m a crippled fuck but it was unnerving that night.

I got popped in the kidney. It hurt like A bitch but got me thinking how I hadn’t been hit in quite some time. Not that I’m looking for it but I think I might just be a little bitch.

MD played right. They were funny and they were irreverant which every fucking punk ought to be, the pudgy fucks.

Suburban Lockdown, streetpunk, Oi!, okay whatever. I mean yeah, okay they didn’t suck but I have no memory of their set. I remember the singer was pretty fashionable in his lonsdale and other assorted gear. I think that points more to my latent homosexuality than to their chops as a band though.

Lucky Scars were fucked up. It was like 1am, who wouldn’t be drunk at 1am. It was a loud senseless trainwreck of noise, no one seemed to have any of the control and force they usually have. Brandon thanked the audence like six million fucking times and he should, those bitches are loyal but he was glazed. It was like when you’re drunk and you tell someone, it ain’t the beer talkin, I love you man.

The fucking Scars are a great band fucking but they should just sleep Sat night off and sit down and write some new shit. They did this one slow ish song, right I know talking like I know shit and can’t rememebr a song name but it was slow and I thought man, if they pulled back just a little, now I ain’t saying Brian Setzer Ochestra but maybe some kind gritty blues shit, dunno, but they’re getting kindda old, they need to let that shit mature. You know the joke about the bulls, right? There’s an old and young bull at the top of a hill and a bunch a helfers at the bottom. Young bull says, lets run down and fuck one. The old bull says, Why don’t we just walk down the hill and fuck’m all. Something like that.

They could do those last three songs in their sleep and that night I think they might have.

I had a serious of conversations with people all night and the night seemed to move like that, more like a party, slow and drifting around the house than like a show where it’s moving but building. That night just drifted.

Someone put an empty bottle of Jack under my fron wheel. I caught it but it was unnerving, more weird.

On the way home, there was a tall skinny fella in the road, in the other lane, with his arms around his knees rocking. I only saw him for a second.

It was just that kinda night.

-Mike

By jeff on Jul 2, 2007 | Reply

that’s fucked

By bum rush on Jul 3, 2007 | Reply

seriously. nobody fucking cares.
shut up, you paul revere poser.

By ass_rabbit on Jul 4, 2007 | Reply

And yet, here you are talking the time to be angry. You have a crush on me don’t you. Oh that’s so cute, a little boy crush. -UAR

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