Blows

Saw 400 Blows' last SF show with guitarist Christian last night. Bad-ass as usual. They are described as LA's only "real" punk band...They come up here so much they are pretty much SF's only real punk band too. We were supposed to play with them tonight in Oakland but since we're still working with our new bass player we had to decline. Oh well.

Been going through and organizing a bunch of ideas for the new project me and tyler started. After the bullshit of last year's recording and tours it's nice to have fun playing music. 'The Mass' turned business and totally burned us out last year - Matthew quit, all parties involved lost tons of cash and a month touring the U.S. will not be done again unless we get on a good package.

We almost went up to Tahoe today but I'm broke (see above paragraph) and need to work tomorrow. Blows!

WonderCon II

WonderCon was great this year. Huge small press area, 4 rows of artists peddling their doo-dads and that guy who played Chewbacca. I was gonna get his autograph for Bonnie but he was gone when I came back.

Caught the last half of the Frank Miller Q&A:

Q: "Why is Batman a dick?"
Frank: "Because he's a dick. He sees all the other superheros who can fly and pick up cars. He can't do any of that so he's a dick."

awesome.

Plus I picked up a copy of Buttcrack . Review to follow.

WonderCon

Heading over to WonderCon this morning. I went a couple years ago and wasn't too impressed. I thought the Alternative Press Expo kicked it's ass. So, I'm going to see if it's improved and geek out.

This is a shot from a pub in Edinburgh after our show. The infamous Talisker night. The shadowy head at the bottom of the pic is our driver Keith. He ruled and plays drums in The Chap .

Post for Old Dog

I figure I might as well mention booze in every post. Beer. There, done.

Actually, this Fernet-Branca is all the rage in San Francisco. I had some at a party last year and liked it. So, I'm gonna hit one of these bars that claims to be the home of Fernet in SF and decide for myself. My findings will be up shortly.

Super Bowl

Super Bowl party was fun. Great view, great food/booze and a Jumper!

Panoramic view from Maurice's balcony that some drunk jumped off of.





2 story drop onto the hillside. Last we saw of him he was running down the street into the hills. His roommate called a few hours later accusing someone at the party of slipping something in his drinks...um, yeah, it's called a gallon of Jack Daniels.

Thujone

Ok, so I made a blog. In honor of the name I chose (and testing of the image upload) here's a shot from the drunken Absinthe night: