So I recently discovered that Dean Ween of the band Ween does guided fishing tours in NJ cause he's a fishing nut. Ween has been around for hecka long and made one of the greatest album covers of all time. There's no "fish with a rockstar" angle either. It's just Mickey's Fishing (aka Dean). This is great awesome news. I started fishing again a lot last year cause my buddy Stephen is an avid fisherman. I love it man, it's very relaxing for me. Anyways I'm totally going fishing with fucking Dean Ween this year.
So we'll be playing our first show Feb 27th or something like that, it's a saturday night. I'm fucking stoked. Only problem is we still haven't settled on a name. Fuck. I liked the name 'Bake' tonight, but it faded. Originally it was Birds of war. We've considered shit tons of names but can't all agree on one yet. The names. DC thought of that one...me like.
This dude Jeremy Geddes is amazing. Check out more of his stuff here. I just stumbled across his work this morning, and it's fully badass. It's a lot of this weird sad post-space exploration art or something. Not that I know shit about art. I just think the picture of the red cosmonaut is sweet. And there's just some really really beautifully dark stuff. Like these two here, appropriately titled Doomed #3 and Doomed #4. Doomed4 (the one with the trees) would make a dope album cover.
This is Dozer. They are a stoner metal band from Sweden. This song, Headed for the sun, is pretty fucking sweet. Shit recording, the guy pretty much cant sing for shit, but it shreds. These dudes were a big influence on my last band (which was back in 03, a long ass time ago) in Denver. Off to band practice to hone my skills, or lack thereof. Later on.
SLEEP. These guy's ruled. Matt pike, now with High on Fire, is a badass. Complete badass. Check it out, because if you like Dave Matthews Band then you'll love this. Just like his music, it will melt your face. I'll try to post face melting shit weekly, along with whatever else I happen to be into at the moment. Also, in case you didn't read this, Dave (Flynn not Matthews) eloquently pointed out recently that we are completely fucked. Read that, Dave's smart.
And let's go ahead and dig up a Kyuss song, one of my favorite bands ever. I wish I could sound like John Garcia. Wish is the key word there, hence the title of this blog.
I made a blog on the recommendation of my friend Dave and his love for blogging. Fuck it why not, I'll spew some thoughts into cyberspace (actual photo of cyberspace). So welcome to my blog. I just started singing (or trying to sing) for a band in Brooklyn. Yea I know, I'm not sure what the hell I'm getting into. I can't sing but I've seen so many local bands with terrible singers that I decided I couldn't possibly be any fucking worse than they are. I replied to an ad on craigslist, went to practice, and now I'm a singer. Boom. Just like that. You can do it too, trust Larry. It's pretty rad just walking around and thinking to yourself "I'm in a band, so whatever, fuck off". It's been many years since I played in a band. My only regret is that I didn't get back into something sooner. I forgot how great it feels to make music. It's a great outlet to release stress and just let loose, nawww i meen? And to get babes. Babes with tattoos and bad habits. Bye for now. Fuck you Jay Leno.
Day 16 of RED January
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I'm getting on well with the challenge, so thanks again to all who have
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Get your Geek On!!!!!
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OH YEA MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!
AT LAST GOD OF WAR III HAS ARRIVED! LET US BEGIN THE SLAYING OF THE
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