Show Journal 1999-02-27
Today we drove through the rain and snow (literally) to Boise to play at Keith’s Basement, which exactly as the name implies … is a basement. Why would we drive that far for a house show? The last time we were there was on our tour and it was a blast and we had been itching to return. It’s funny because everyone there think the Boise scene is lame, but for us it’s a welcome change. People just cram themselves into this little basement and watch each and every band, local or out of town. Not to mention a lot of people show up. It was cool to see SFL again … we played with them last time through. Summerjack was the other band and they too were very good. After the show we sat around with Keith and watched videotapes of the Tom Green show and listened in horror as Bryan introduced the Boise locals to the finer points of the donkey punch. Thanks to Keith for the place to stay and to the Mrs Butterworth crew for leaving up pancakes!
Show Journal 1999-02-26
The first stop on this weekend’s excursion was Richland , WA. If you’ve read any of these other reviews from Richland (or have been there) you know it doesn’t have a real strong music scene. Well guess what … it still doesn’t. But what it lacks in size in makes up for in character. They work harder at promoting their scene harder than anyone we’ve run into in a long time. Heck they record the shows there and give out promotional CD’s of them. How cool is that? Also, we’re starting to recognize the people at the shows there, which is pretty unusual. We also managed to get re-acquainted with Count Chocula … the Bosnian drunk. The show went fine and afterwards Dustin let us stay in his mobile home. Don’t laugh just yet, the thing rocks. It easily sleeps 6 people. Of course we don’t have any groupies yes, so only room for 3 was needed.
Show Journal 1999-02-19
Ashland is a long way from Portland. In fact it’s almost 300 miles. It really sucks when you drive all the way there to find that the show has been cancelled. It sucks even more when your friends in the band Bomf! also drove that far only to get shafted too. Seven hours in the van, no sleep, no show, no money, no fun.
Show Journal 1999-02-18
Tonight’s show was lame. Nothing more, nothing less, just lame. Thank god for Belvedere for rocking us all.
Show Journal 1999-01-26
Not one, not two, not three, but eight bands played tonight. It was a record release party for a new comp we are on put out by Last Chance Records. Witch Throttlegush and Topsider seemed to be the biggest crowd pleasers but everyone played well. The whole thing went pretty smoothly too … it actually finished right on time. Thanks to Brent and Kelly for making it all happen and thanks to Xan for putting on the show. Buy the comp and re-live the magic (in less than an hour).
Show Journal 1999-01-23
Tengoku Jack. Tonight’s show was all about Tengoku Jack. If you haven’t heard of them they are a “drastic rock band” from Japan. First off they are nice as hell and very cool. Secondly they rock … and they rock really hard. Getting to play with these guys was a treat for all of us. Our set went really well … but once again it was all about “the Jack.” Watching the singer cover himself in candle wax was definitely one of the wildest things I’ve seen a band do in a long time. It was just one of those night where everything clicked and it was great. I wish them all the best on their trip back to Japan and I can’t wait for them to come back over to the states again. However there is one small downside … neither Tengoku Jack or 800 Octane will forgive Kevin for missing the show!
Show Journal 1999-01-20
Tonight’s show was ok. Nothing bad happened but likewise nothing wonderful happened either. If you have read past reviews, you probably already know what I think about Bomf! and Tenpin. They rock. See … there, I said it again. The Damsels were pretty cool too. I don’t know what they will think of this, but they kind of reminded of the Jesus and Mary Chain. That’s a good thing. I guess it was the hollow body guitars. Anyway, I think the most exciting thing this evening was me having to use the bathroom in the Satyricon. There’s nothing that gets the adrenaline flowing quite like risking communicable disease.
Show Journal 1999-01-16
I’m starting to like Tri-Cities better these days. The last few shows there were so-so, but this one was great. Fine Print were nice guys and of course Dustin hooked us up (as always). Tonight’s great quote was from Bryan. Some guy in the crowd kept yelling for us to play the Ramones. Every song ended and he started in … “play the Ramones, play the Ramones.” After about three rounds of this Bryan stops and says “Ok, how about this, I’ll bend over, you stick a quarter up my ass, and I’ll be your fucking jukebox.” It was beautiful. Reading it again now it sounds dumb, but man was it funny. It sure shut the guy up for a while.
Show Journal 1999-01-02
Redemption for our terrible new year’s eve arrived in the form of a show at EJ’s. It was cool to play with Moral Crux again, since they are such nice guys. I also finally got to see Lopez play which was pretty rad, because those guys rock. Of course the Automatics were good, but that goes without saying. All the bands were rad, but the best part of this evening was that we had Dave’s mom in attendance. Dave’s mom was right up front, 800 Octane shirt in effect and cheering her son on. This was fun to see, but if she knew everything he was singing, she would call him a wretched toad for the rest of his life. This evening also marked the first live appearance of the turdburglar, which in no way should be confused with the hamburglar.
Show Journal 1998-12-31
If tonight’s show was any indication of the year to come, we are in deep trouble. I thought it sucked. Some people said we did really good and claimed to have fun, but I don’t care. It sucked. Rather than a traditional show review I’m going to go for a top 10 list. Tonight’s category … “Top 10 things that Sucked Ass About our New Year’s Show” 10. Watching the crowd dwindle from a hundred happy people to a dozen violent drunks 9. The thick layer of sludge on anything that touched the floor 8. Having to start at 2 in the morning 7. Joe from the Silver Kings 6. Getting drilled in the head with empty beer cans 5. Getting drilled in the head with full beer cans 4. The annoying little man who insisted on hitting me with his sweatshirt 3. The sensation of a microphone stand being knockced into your teeth 2. The ratio of people spitting on us to people not spitting on us was 1 to 1 … And the number one thing that sucked ass about our new year’s show was … 1. Realizing that I could have been watching Dick Clark from the solitude of my living room
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