August 26th, 2012
Here is the track list for a mix i made for my co-worker sammy. He said he wanted to get more into “old skool” punk music. I think this is pretty solid.
After listening to this again i realized i really should have included old skull to make this more complete.
August 20th, 2012
Here is a photo of me walking back to shore after urinating into the ocean in Santa Barbra, ca. it was a thrilling experience.
As a non-musician...
There are a lot of people who consistently go to shows. And most of them either eventually become musicians themselves or stop attending all together unless their significant other is playing (or they'll attend occasionally).
All of the shows were a success in one way or another.
IN PHOENIX (AUGUST 4TH) - we played at the trunk space. we played second. we kicked everyone’s ass. lots of new people that had never heard of us before. we made lots of money from merchandise and raffle tickets thanks to treasure mammal. all the other bands played better than they ever did.
IN LOS ANGELES (AUGUST 5TH) - we played a free bbq show at danger field 3. we played last. we kicked everyone’s ass. decent sized crowd. most of them had heard of us but not really heard us. we made enough for half a tank of gas in merchandise sales. the opener was some big shot guy from tim and eric awesome show great job who was some sort of tribute to early adam sandler. then the vampires played and they were adorable. then tartar control played and kicked everyones ass. but then we played and kicked everyone’s ass again.
IN SANTA BARBERA (AUGUST 6TH) - we played at biko garage. we played last. we kicked everyone’s ass. very small crowd that had never heard us before. we made enough money for a tank of gas from the door and merch sales. the mothras opened. it was nice to finally see them. AJ said “what did you think of the show?” and i said “visually it was sad and dark, sound wise it was like diarrhea after you finish a juice fast, you are happy that you did it, but its still diarrhea”. the other bands were boring. we kicked their asses.
IN OAKLAND (AUGUST 7TH) - we played the stork club. we played 2nd to last. we kicked everyone’s ass. the venue was 21+ so that sucked for ben (our new bass player) since he’s only 19. the crowd was decently sized. we made a ton of money from merch sales and $10 from the bar. the opening bands were loud and forgettable. we kicked their asses. everyone went completely nuts during our set. death ray closed the show. they were adorable and awkward but still really good. but we kicked their asses.
IN ARCATA (AUGUST 8TH) - we missed the show because our gps got us lost in some scary woods off the CA-1 freeway. and we left Oakland late and their was a big fire just north of the bay area. so we got to Arcata at 1am and slept on the floor of our friend Quade from the band creepy marbles. who have sadly broken up earlier this year. but we still kicked everyone’s ass.
IN PORTLAND (AUGUST 9TH) - we played at the waffle house. we played 2nd to last. we kicked everyone’s ass. the show didn’t start till about 9:45pm-10pmish? first band was Ojos De Vaca who played a short, sweet and creepy set. then we kicked everyone’s ass. then Child PM played and they were pretty good but i didn’t really understand their whole “concept”.
IN BOISE (AUGUST 10TH) - we played at “the venue”. we played 2nd to last. we kicked everyone’s ass. we made a bunch of money from merchandise. the show was going to be at the 208 house. but was moved at the last minute to “the venue” after a really loud math rock/death metal show. the bands from that show were very polite, loud and boring. we kicked everyone’s ass and then during our hon-core the crowd kicked our ass. then Art Fad played and they kicked ass too. Idaho made everyone feel gross and the band decided that Idaho despite the nice people and the good/weird show is the worst place on earth.
IN SALT LAKE CITY (AUGUST 11TH) - we played at the underground. we played last. we kicked everyone’s ass. we made a ton of money from merchandise/the door and the show was even poorly attended. the opening band was the not only the worst but, the most cliche “rockabilly” i have ever heard, (though everyone did look really cute), secret abilities awkwardly rocked and rolled. B.C. Sterret (of the lost media archive) did some amazing puppet shows and performance art between acts and we kicked everyone’s ass. then Paul Eagleston (who made the film hi my name is ryan) payed for us to stay in a motel 6 in Beaver, Utah so we could get a good nights rest and kill 3 ½ hours of the 12 hour drive from slc to phx!
August 05th, 2012
Today: A man with the most interesting answers we've seen yet in the Tastemakers series -- which is saying a lot.
Tastemaker 39: Ryan Avery
See also: Hi, My Name Is Ryan
There are a lot of titles we could give Ryan Avery but to keep things simple we'll just say that when he's not busy serving as "the clown prince of Phoenix's downtown art scene," you can find him working at Astor House. Avery has worked in food service for more than 10 years -- and has been eating solid food since he was 9 months old. He has never liked peas, but will always eat them when they're served. And he tells us that he always tries to give a 25 percent gratuity when dining out.
I arrived in Phoenix with... nothing.
If I was sitting down to dinner for six, my five dream dining companions would be... it depends on the meal... for example I wouldn't want to eat potatoes au-gratin with someone who is allergic to dairy. And it also depends on the comfort level of everyone I am surrounded with, My wife would be there for sure but if I had too many musicians or performance artists there I would be afraid she would feel bored with the conversation. But I wouldn't want a huge variety of people necessarily because what if we all started talking about Breaking Bad but one of the people didn't watch the show and one other person isn't caught up to season five yet? Then there is going to be some tension. I also would want people who have exciting taste buds. My dream dining companions would not want to use ketchup.
One place everyone who comes to Phoenix must eat is... Astor House for breakfast, La Tolteca or Lo Lo's for lunch, St. Francis for dinner and Churn for dessert
One menu item this city could do without is... I'm not sure.... but I think this city could do without Arribas - that place gave me the worst diarrhea I have ever had.
My last meal in Phoenix would be... fry bread. If I was leaving Phoenix I would want something that's a staple.