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The weekend…

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Pretty interesting weekend. One of my good friends is in town for a few weeks so I get to see him a lot. Nyk is a great guy and it had been about 3 years since we last hung out. He came to our show Friday night and took about 1000 photos…literally. He’s a maniac! The show was great. I was a bit worried when we went on because there was only about 15 people there. By the end of our 2nd song the place was packed. It was pretty nifty. The crowd was very into it and the guy who books there is already asking us to do a headlining show in the next month or so.

The night started out great as a friend kept showing me her breasts all night. I almost felt like a rock star! haha. She has a nice set by the way. Too bad you probably missed it.

Another friend of mine tried to rush the stage when we were in the middle of a song. I swatted him down once and he tried again so he got a face full of my boot. That’ll teach him to try and get on my stage. Like Lemmy said one time, if you want to get on stage, get your own fucking band. Amen brother.

Saturday Nyk and I moved some boxes into my new apartment. I’m pretty excited about it now. I hurt my ribs and back a bit though. I’m getting old. It sucks. Hopefully we’re moving the furniture this coming weekend and i will be in there for good. It’ll be cool and it’s in a great location and uber convenient to downtown.

Sunday I packed up my CDs and moved them to the new place. That is a task in and of itself. I also watched the Steelers game. What a stroke of pure luck.

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December 8, 2008 at 4:29 pm

A click comes from the hammer that couldn’t drive a nail…

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I remember it like it was yesterday. My parents were out on a cruise in the early summer of ’87 and I was left home alone with a freezer full of frozen pizzas and Perdue Chicken Nuggets, all by my request. I was 16 and my parents trusted me enough to leave me alone for a week. Hell, we lived out in the middle of nowhere and none of my friends from town would come out if I tried having a party. haha.
Anyhoo, I decided to use my mom’s car (Silver Subaru 4dr) to go to Portsmouth and hang out with a former friend from high school for the day. Got to his house and he let me hear Obsessions’ “Scarred for Life.” I freaked! “Let’s go to Tracks (record store)!” So we hop in the Subaru and drive over to Norfolk to hit one of the only cool chain record stores in the area. I went in and grabbed the Obsession cassette and saw Megadeth’s “Peace Sells…But Who’s Buying” on the rack. I had seen some ads in Circus and Hit Parader about it and decided to buy that tape as well. of course my mom’s car didn’t have a cassette player (shoulda drove my Nova!) so we had to wait until we got back to my buddy’s before we could hear it.
We popped the tape into his stereo…holy shit. ‘Wake Up Dead’ started and we just looked at each other with wide-eyed gazes and our mouths open, trying to pick our jaws up off of the floor. What the hell was this? Heavy. Dark. Evil. Sense a theme in what I liked about much of the 80s true metal? We were both just sitting there quietly as each song played. It’s one of my fondest memories of that era of music. Each song came on and we were just floored by the massiveness of it all. Then…’I Ain’t Superstitious’ came on. I think he and I simultaneously said, “What the fuck is this?” Seriously. What the fuck was that? OK, we know Dave was a drunk and a heroin addict, but c’mon. I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised since he did do a cover of Nancy Sinatra’s “These Boots” on their debut…that sucked too.
“Peace Sells…” was my introduction to Megadeth. I adore this album, that one song not withstanding. The main drawback was the production. It was terrible. Were there any hihats or cymbals on it? Everything was so muddy. In the grand scheme it didn’t matter. This album was massive…rephrase…IS massive. I was fortunate to see this tour with Overkill opening. May 23, 1987. It’s the only concert date I think I’ll ever remember. The show was perfect. It was also the night of my junior prom. Screw the prom…Megadeth!
My favorites on this one are ‘Bad Omen’, ‘The Conjuring’, ‘Black Friday’ and especially ‘My Last Words’. I love it all except ‘…Superstitious.’ Weak.
I finally got to meet Mustaine 2 summers ago during Gigantour when they were doing a charity softball game at Harbor Park. I asked him if he remembered playing at The Boathouse. “Ugh. Yes. What a fucking dump!” I told him to look over the left field wall and he could see the roof of the place (RIP). I also mentioned that I skipped prom to see the Peace Sells tour. In typical Dave fashion he replied, “Don’t blame the fact that you couldn’t get a date for your prom on me!”
Good one. Dave.

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September 4, 2008 at 5:33 pm

Oh Sarah…

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It’s no secret that I think Sarah Palin is pretty hot for a woman who has 5 kids and is about to be a granny. It’s also no secret that I’d never vote for McCain or Obama but I am enjoying that the race seems to be about cool points now than real issues. Obama, the American Idol Candidate, has been handed some competition by a woman who is just as experienced as him (or more some say), seems to be pretty hip and can also woo and wow crowds with her smile. Not a lot of difference so far except in some of their fiscal viwes i guess. No matter. I said it before, the hottie factor doesn’t get my vote. McCain and Obama are not so fundamentally different beyond maybe the abortion issue…which is a non-issue. Is Roe v. Wade really going to be overturned one day? Doubtful. Move on to real issues.

If it’s going to come down to cool points to get my vote, seeing Sarah in this old photo of her wins it every time:


Score one for the hottie factor.

Nobama 08
Nomccain 08

heavy metal rules.

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September 3, 2008 at 5:50 pm

The path I chose has led me to my grave…

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When I first heard Slayer I hated it. It was probably Show No Mercy and I think we were all over at Shelton’s house. He was all about some Slayer which was probably the main reason i didn’t like them. Any time you saw Shelton you heard, “Slayuh rules.” You never really wanted to disagree with him because he was an ox and would wrestle you into submission or body slam you or something. He was a bit of a nutcase and I always felt sorry for his mom. She was so nice.

Metal Blade Records put out 3 compilations called The Best of Metal Blade (vols 1, 2 and 3…duh). Each of them had Slayer and I liked the songs that were compiled…Chemical Warfare, Evil has No Boundaries, Black Magic and Die By the Sword. But I still didn’t consider myself a fan. Then one day in 1986 I was at either at Kelz’ or Danile’s house (sure, his name is Daniel but spelling it Danile is much more fun) and someone had Reign In Blood (on cassette of course!). I was so not into listening to it when they were talking about it. I’m stubborn. Some things never change as I am still stubborn, but I digress. I sat defiantly and quietly in my listening as Angel of Death started.

Then the drums kicked in. WTH? Are those his feet doing that? Really? Someone says dude, check this part out. Yes, you know which part. Right at the end of the solo when everything stops and it’s nothing but Lombardo’s feet pounding the shit out of the kick drums. “Play that again.” “OK, one more time.” “Can we check that part out again?”

On that day I became a Slayer fan. Soon after I went back to the older stuff and really gave it a chance. Raw. Vicious. Vile. Crude. Badass. The whole album plays like a concept album even though it’s not. The cool thing was that the whole album fit on one side of the tape so you never had to turn the tape over when it was in your car stereo. It’s the best and fastest 29:03 of your life.

I went to a Catholic high school and got kicked out of religion class every few weeks for arguing theology or from some other class for just for being a pain in the ass. Instead of going to the office I’d usually just go to the library and listen to Reign In Blood. It was more productive. When classmates would hear it they’d just shake their heads.

I liked South of heaven when it first came out but it was no Reign In Blood. I was pretty much done with Slayer after Seasons In the Abyss. They got a little too…polished.

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September 2, 2008 at 1:24 pm

I’ll meet you in Poland, baby…

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I’m pretty sure it was spring or fall of 1991 (92 maybe?) when I went to JMU to visit with Kelz for a weekend. While there we drank…a lot. No, really. A LOT. We hit the local watering hole called JM’s and went thru about 5 or 6 pitchers of beer all while trying to play the video bowling game. I swear I think we got better the drunker we got. I just remember hitting a few parties that night and drinking more. I remember listening to some Dwight Yoakim on vinyl at some dude’s apartment. I went blind that night, that is until Kelz said “dude, open your eyes.” Oh, well…that was why I couldn’t see. Thanks!

The next day we went record store hopping which I believe consisted of 2 record stores and a few pawn shops. Harrisonburg, VA is not a big town. One of the things he played for me while I was there was was this odd sounding industrial song called “Fin” by Feotus Interruptus which featured clips from Overkill’s debut LP Feel The Fire…you know, the “kill kill kill kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllll” part. Of course you know.

He let me hear a few other songs from that album “Thaw” and I believe made me a cassette dub of “Nail” for the long ride home. I was hooked. Totally not my style of music but this guy’s arrangements and lyrics we pretty cool. He was totally vile, raw, irreverent and everything he needed to be.

See, Foetus is really just one guy…Jim (JG) Thirwell, Clint Ruin, Foetus. He does his albums himself and has a live touring band. All Foetus albums are four letter word titles…Deaf, Ache, Rife, Hole, Thaw, Nail, Sink, Gash, Null, Void, Boil, Love, Flow, Blow…you get the picture.

The week after I got married in June of ’95, Kelz called and told me that Feotus was playing in DC @ the old 930 Club. The wife indulged me and gave me the go ahead to go. I think she went to her mom’s that weekend anyway. That was great fun. We got chased by a gimpy bum, ate great chinese food, saw Foetus and just had a good time.

The Foetus stuff was pretty much trash from the time Gash came out until now. Once he got signed to Sony and started doing work for MTV, my interest in his music waned. Lots of his side projects were pretty cool, mainly Wiseblood and Steroid Maximus.

You can check out his newer stuff here. More info at

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September 1, 2008 at 4:08 pm