Sara Lund

So, in an interview for a GAYYYY magazine, I was asked 'who is your favorite drummer?'. . .

I said Sara Lund from UNWOUND.

ummmmm, she's the one that got me to wanna drum. i never heard drums so clean, punchy and dynamic before i heard her.
i had to play the drums after listening to Fake Train a billion times.

since then, i've experienced other drummers way more talented, but still not as inspiring.

my question is. . .

does the moment of inspiration beat all other moments on your artistic voyage? can something that only brings you to a higher level of understanding the medium amount to or destroy the moment that you realized you wanted to create (emulate) that art?

D.I.Ydoes it smell in here?

Me and the Mrs. went to a party in Oakland tonight.

I'M OLD. . . SPRORTIN' PEDIACTRICS BETTER THAN ALL THE GERIATICS. . .

Needless to say, it was not cozy, it was sharp and painfull.

don't go there.

love,

mat

GONE PT 2

YEAH, so, I'm moving to Louisville soon. . .

I pretty much knew that it was the right place upon entering the city limits. There was a flash of understanding, like, "oh, shit here it is, my future home." The sentiment was intuitive, yet it became something more substantial as the visit went on. We got to Cesar's house in the old part of town (the house I'm moving into), and it was perfect. There's a nice porch, a huge basement and a beautiful backyard. What more could you want coming from the claustraphobic clutches of SF? . . .SPACE!

First thing I did was get on the bike and ride to the store for some beer. I miss that from OLY, riding through the empty streets and alleys looking at all the trees and kids playing, it's calming and safe.

When I got back to the house, I sat on the porch, listened to records, drank my beer and waited for Fierce Perm to show up. THe streets are lined with trees and old sidewalks, it's a neighborhood, for reals. Jason Noble walked by with his dog, the hicks across the street were wrestling and I was content sitting there watching it all go by. When Fierce Perm showed up, it was like the kids came home for Christmas. Everyone was hugging and yelling and laughing and fighting, a classic vision of a band on tour.

After settling and eating some BBQ, we all went to the venue that we were going to destroy that night. The beer was like 1.50 and everyone was so nice. Needless to say, the show was amazing. We played a good set and everyone responded politely, but Fierce Perm really fucked shit up. Nadia sang standing on the table the whole time showin' her cooch and basically winning the hearts of all in the room. Everyone wanted more, but everyone was drunk, so it became a free for all cover band with anyone who wanted to play getting on their respective instruments and bouncing around.

The next day we just hung out around town, shopping at thrift stores, eating really good food and checking the locals out. Cesar and I drove over to the Ohio river and walked on these cool fossil beds where you could actually see tons of fossilized plant life everywhere, it was fun coz we were stoned. . . like, whoa! After the fossils, I made Cesar drive me to the skatepark and it was AMAZING! Seriously, Louisville has one of the toughest, most brilliant parks in the country and I can't wait to skate there all the time.

That night we played another amazing show at a house downtown and the kids went crazy for Fierce Perm. Unfortunately, I was sick, so my level of enjoyment was arrested by my levels of feeling super shitty. The pictures are gross looking. . .

The next day, Fierce Perm took off and Cesar and I drove around town, ate some soul food (shrimp n' grits is my new fave) and then we just chilled for the night.

The next day we were on the road back to NY. We stopped in Pittsburgh and stayed at a Caribbean themed Gay Bed and Breakfast. . . It was hilarious.

more sooon

this is promising

after travelling to try and see THEM (http://www.them-movie.com/). . . to no avail.

i for sure will not miss this!

http://www.gomorrahy.com/xavier-gens/frontiers-frontieres.htm

looks totally great.

also, go see BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU'RE DEAD, it's soooooo good.

GONE (PT 1)

SO, I'M GONE. OUT OF SF FOR A BIT SEEING THE COLD PARTS OF THIS TIRED COUNTRY. ME AND THE MRS. STARTED HALLOWEEN IN NY. MY ARROGANCE TOOK THE BETTER PART OF ME AND I THOUGHT I WOULDN'T SEE ANYTHING BEYOND WHAT I'VE EXPERIENCED AT HOME. . . AND I DIDN'T.
IT WAS A LOT OF FUN COZ EVERYONE WAS OUT (INCLUDING A CUTE TV PERSONALITY NAMED VINCENT D-SOMETHING FROM THE SHOW ABOUT A COURTROOM AND INVESTIGATIONS.((??????))) AND THE KIDS WERE ADORABLE, IT WAS LIKE A MOMMYCORE CONVENTION WHERE EVERYONE WAS IN A NEW YORKER COSTUME, TRULY INNOCENT. THIS ASPECT WAS THE ONLY SPECTACLE, OH AND THAT QUEEN WE MET AT MONSTER, SHE WAS TRAGIC.
THE NEXT MORNING WE GOT IN THE LATE 90'S FORD EXPLORER AND HEADED EAST. I WAS REALLY STONED AND THOUGHT JERSEY CITY LOOKED LIKE LEGOLAND. IT WAS REALLY SMALL LOOKING, VAST, BUT TINY.
THEN, AFTER FINISHING NEW JERSEY, WE GOT ON THE PA TURNPIKE. THIS WAS THE FIRST TURNPIKE I'VE EVER BEEN ON, WHICH SEEMS REALLY EXCITING, BUT IT'S JUST LIKE A FREEWAY. . .
I WAS CRUISING TRUCKERS PRETTY HARD COZ THE MRS. LIKES HER GUITAR SOLOS (HE'S A CHILD OF THE 80S) AND I ZONE OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW WHILE EDDIE VAN HALEN BORES THE SHIT OUT OF ME. THE TRUCKERS WERE INSPIRATIONAL, I STARTED WRITING A HORROR FILM ABOUT A BROTHER AND SISTER WHO BOTH HUSTLE AT TRUCK STOPS TRYING TO GET TO NY BY FUCKING HOT TRUCKERS AND A CRAZY KILLER GETS THE GIRL AND IT'S UP TO THE BROTHER TO SAVE HER. I JUST WANT TO BE IN THE ROOM WHILE THEY FILM THE SEX SCENES, AND THERE WILL BE A LOT OF THEM, THAT'S FOR SURE (BUBBLE GUM BUBBLE POPS).
AFTER PA, WE PASSED THROUGH A LITTLE PART OF W. VIRGINIA, A STATE THAT I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE IN. IT WAS SCARY COZ I WAS STONED AND I THOUGHT A COP WOULD PULL US OVER AND MAKE THE MRS. GIVE HIM A BLOWJOB WHILE I WATCHED. . .AND MAKE ME MASTERBATE, TO BOOT. THIS WAS A DAYDREAM NIGHTMARE OF MINE.
WE GOT THROUGH UNSCATHED, IT WAS ACTUALLY REALLY PRETTY.
THEN CAME OHIO. . .
AFTER OHIO WE GOT TO KENTUCKY, MY FUTURE HOME.

We're all in the same gang!

We are all here to have a good time and DIE! Why does everyone care soooooo much?

Exclamation

Exclamation points should be used only when necessary. Sorry about the overload in past posts. I'm new to blogging.

More DARBY!

Darby Crash

I just finished We Got the Neutron Bomb which is the untold story of LA punk. What a fucking brilliant time that was with some of the most intense characters of music history! I always loved the Germs, but never realized how influencial Darby Crash was. It's almost cute how all these 16 year old kids are running around fucking shit up, starting bands that exhibit adolescent fervor rather than skilled musicianship. That's totally what made it work!
Everyone knew someone in High School like Darby Crash, an eccentric genius who's life the other outcasts would marinate in 100%. Totally absorbing the words, ideas and actions of someone you would only come to find, junior or senior year, is a megalomaniac bitch, but still a genius. Heroin never helps, either.
Also, everyone had the coolest names back then; Tomata du Plenty, Helen Killer, Alice Bag, Kid Congo Powers, Geza X, etc.
When I was coming home from errands today, I decided that my name would of been Rat Turd. I don't know why, that shit just hits hard. It's the semiotics, nothing to do with personality or looks. . . just bangin' words.

North Shore makes me HAPPY!

The other day I got a serious call from my roomate. He was lamenting over the bills and asked me if I wanted to get rid of our 'basic cable'. I said, "go to town, bub. I only watch a minute a week."
Ten minutes later he calls back and says the cable lady told him we can get 'SUPER CABLE' for the same price. So, we got it and it includes all the On Demand/DVR bullshit. . . but, it wasn't all bullshit.
So, I get home from a strange night of fashion, fakes and booze, and all I want is to smoke a lil' hoo haw and watch some of this new cable. I start going through the movies that are evidently 'on demand' and come across North Shore, my favorite movie as a young one.
I was smiling through the whole thing, reciting all the lines and talking to the characters like they were old buddies.
"You're like JOJ, huh? Just of the jet. KInd of like FOB, huh? Fresh of the boat."
"He's so barney, he doesn't even know he's barney!"
"Hey Alex! Why don't you come join us?" (Gayest line ever! coz he's in the jacuzzi and his demeanor is so Quentin Crisp)

Needless to say, this movie is all GOLD. I recommend it to everyone! It's smiles for miles, not unlike the way Heavy Metal Parking Lot makes you feel. Oh, and when Rick Cain gets snagged by Lance Burkhart, I still had the same feeling of hostility that I did when I was 9.

JUST TRIED MY HAND AT PLUMBING.

NO DICE!

Ok it's my time to go, tell my mom i love her!

THIS IS REAL!!

ME AND THE MRS, GOT IT DONE!

HOLLA AT ME, AUGUST!

FIERCE PERM IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE AMERICAN BANDS. WOMAN OF COLOR IS ME AND THE MRS.

TVP'S VIDEO

THIS IS GREAT! I'M GEEKING OUT TODAY, NOTHING TO DO. IT'S TRES FAB TO NOT GET OUTTA YOUR HOUSE PANTS FOR A WHOLE DAY!

I'M DOING SOMETHING SPECIAL

IT HAS TO DO WITH JOURNEY!!!

LICK IT!

THIS STARTS IN AUGUST! IT'LL BE GOOD, JUST LET ME LICK IT! FOR A WHILE

sonic old and craggly(word?)

Me and the mrs. went and saw Sonic Youth play Daydream Nation in Berkeley (i'll smoke when and where i wanna, bitch). I was excited and stoned, so I didn't seem that stoked, but I WAS!! The Berkeley Community Theatre is nice, big, stuffy and smelly. I was a clammy lady after a few minutes. . .
So they came out on stage and I clapped, hoping everyone would stay seated coz I was rocking my FILA deck shoes and they aren't that comfy when i stand for too long. All those MARK ASS BITCHES stood up and I knew it would be painfull. When that first lick rang across the theatre, everything was perfect in my life, for the moment. I love love love Daydream Nation!!!!
THE SOUND WAS TERRIBLE! Steve Shelly's kick drum sounded like a dinosaur farting, which should be a good sound, but t'wasn't at all! Kim Gordon couldn't sing, she was going for that snotty NY punk thing she WAS so good at and all i wanted was for her to knit me some socks (that's mean, but you weren't there!) Is her bass ever plugged in? I've never really heard it before!
Thurston was on, coz that's how she does. . .
Lee was on, too! The only thing is that the mrs. told me a story about how he used to go to the LURE and get all naked and have bitches whipping him. I had a hard time concentrating on his playing and just glared at him with that ????? look.
Also, it was a pretty quiet show and there's so many good loud guitars on that record, i wanted to bleed from the sonic overload.
Steve Shelly is an amazing drummer. One of the best! He reminds me of Elton Tom (worldfamousinsf.blogspot.com), they have the same head bob, but Shelly looks funny when he hits the crash. He does this head tilt jerk thing that still plays in my head. . .

LADY LADY LADY

OOIOO VIDEO

I LOVE OOIOO AND THIS VIDEO.

PARTY TIME

WERE YOU AT OUR DYKE MARCH PARTY? PROBS NO!!

retractions

I just went back and saw my blog about the Bears Gone Wild. That was kind of harsh, coz Eric and Brent are super sweet and funny. My mood was just pissy. The pic is good, tho. So, the post stays. . . Pride was a haze. I never knew being a FAG meant you have to drink soooo much. Actually, fuck that, I know and love it!!! Up with GAY DRUNKS and the tricks that love them.

Really? Serious?

http://www.latimes.com/news/printedition/opinion/la-op-kaye4feb04,1,5839914.story?coll=la-news-comment

Your toe is open, dude.

I got me some nice cargo shorts from ol' naves, a nice vintage looking shirt (totally bomb) and some open toed Teva sandals.
FIERCE!

Why do you think you are NUTS?

This hurts me with its total awesome qualitites!

IN MY HEART

My amazing mother is going into surgery today. She has breast cancer and needs to get both boobies removed. She's a beautiful, loving person and it's so sad to watch her go through this. Please think positive thoughts about her so that energy can help her recover without more turmoil. The picture is us getting wasted and shooting guns at my parents' house.

once again

cesar photo

THERE'S A FIERCE PERM/MON COUSIN BELGE MINI TOUR IN AUGUST. HERE ARE OUR TWO HEROINES GOING AT IT DURING THE LAST HOUSE PARTY. HOW RAD IS THIS GOING TO BE?

Don't forget about this LADY

This is going to be the best party of the summer!!!

myspace.com/theladyparty

We love Lee's Face!!!

Look at our friend Lee behind the BEARS GONE WILD guys. I have no problem with BGW, except the total retarded aspect of their existence, which is the HOMOgenized part!

Lee is probably rocking Dior and Van Noten!

present this 'castrobear'

Castrobear? That sounds pretty fucking lame to me. After this spout of sour ontological heirarchy, the name represents most of what disgusts me in gayville. "Don't you know who I am?" CASTROBEAR!! LAZERS!!

Thanks to him, he 'tipped the scale' at the FatBar to the point of my termination. Good RIddance to bad blubber! I've never been so fed up with a work situation like I was there. Hoof n' Poof and Tweaky totally walked me into a better mind frame. I feel no resentment twords them, but I'll probably keep my distance. . . for a while. With my current monetary set-up, I'll be living for those Beer Busts in a couple of weeks .

Thinking back on those 2 years, I can honestly say I became a tougher more confident asshole, my skin's thickness augmented a few times over. Also, there were some people who touched me. . .

Yet, it wasn't a place for me. I just did not fit in at all (at times I actually wanted to). I'm different from the bears, I don't like Kylie or Clarkson, Dreamgirls or Brokeback. I like Crass and Wire, Liquid Sky and Rockers. This shouldn't be a hinderance in a bar-type social life, but I kind of perpetuated it. . . Eh, c'est la vie.

People should support that place, it's an institution and a legend. To a degree it celebrates a choice to be different from the mainstream, but it also celebrates the fattest people with the most vapid brains.