up for the downstroke

BEFOREHAND FROM THE AFTERLIFE:

2010...I lost a few pages of the calender in the role of a ghoul starring as a valet on loan from a bankrobber: that was my epitaph and my coin in the fountain. But there is another sort of calender, far more exact and dangerous:

...The calender's name is Plaster of Paris. He often appears in the guise of a garage salesman, or a ballet editor, often alluding to obscure degrees from the televisions of Europe. When a thousand ships are launched, the calender will be found advancing parodies of a garage to the most extravagantly flawed pretensions. When cornered, he can divide apples into thirds...If seen, use extreme caution and do not attempt to detain the calender yourself, act naturally and alert some figurehead of higher authority...




THE CLYDESDALE YAYO'S TACOS 010910 acoustic set...alt-country...strong vocals


THE CHOKE DOUBLE DOWN 010910 straight ahead rawk...detroit ghosts and misfit/ramones anthem chorus


CLINTON PARLIAMENT FUNKADELIC BUFFALO BILLS 012310 8 minutes of groove on a catfish colllins style riff...belita sings about taking it to the bridge but it keeps chugging



I've been sifting through as many files and programs as one hundred percent of my bandwidth can take in, but I can't say there's too many that bear mentioning. I've had a change to bash around with Native Instrument's Massive, which really is capable of some arresting sounds...

kind of digging the lo-fi reverb and wandering drum rhythm on the Topaz Rags Capricorn LP. Have the people responsible recorded anything better?...

I can count good Dubstep tunes on one hand, but Matty G came through Smash with some downtempo jams with a really deep sound...

I finally made it to the Farm, if they had something that was worth checking out, the space is set up pretty well as far as the stage and sound system...all ages these days =lots of melodramatic band names...

Sometimes you forget not only people and places, but entire ideas. The meanings of ideas as real things. When you can't sell an occasion, it is the real symbol of something. When all occasions are sold, you and I will have died.

hell bent for leather

All endings are fortunate. Every story ends with its own murder: "What do you do?" "Where are you from?" I went with some crossed out roomrate broker to play virtual golf. The facade of Bar PT: a mortuary for baboons. By then everybody had practiced what they would tell the cameras: "I knew that braining donkeys with a rubber mallet wasn't what I was meant to do with my life!" It was all deja vu and a reenactment at ten paces. The best word she had a handle on was:"Jaded," I really hadn't recognized her from one thousand and twenty six years before- her hair was platinum blonde then and I was better with names.

Believe it or not, it takes a lot of time to write this crap.

imitation elvis just got evicted from the house by the edge of sunset park... my ninety one year old grandmother says hello.


A PACK OF WOLVES YAYO'S TACOS 010310 one guy on vocals and guitar one on drums keyboard backing track


STARSKATE YAYO'S TACOS 010310 guitar bass drums set - 13 minute long hard-metallish freak out with complex song structure


HUNGRY CLOUD ??? THE BUNKHOUSE 010110 5 piece straight ahead pop




On Monday the aquarium froze completely solid. I could see a phone line and the three of spades struck though with a knife into the pooltable. Some gaptoothed Romanian brought her Pelican behind the bar and made my coke dealer and I spaghetti. All the people that had to kill themselves in the morning tried to find a picture of themselves in magazines before leaving.

expressway to your skull

Went to new years eve eve party at The Box Office- which is to say all of it was out of time for you and I...and even out of space for you, dear reader, looking at this through the telescope of your internet distant world...10 or so bands for as many dollars, a very well run event between two rooms: when one band started
another began...All ages, but very stiff margaritas at charming little mexican restaurant across the way...A Kahlo shrine in the lounge and a gray haired Ranchero DJ with more stories of what was gone than all the discs in his machine

got about fifty minutes of five bands with the recorder, i need some help with the names cause the valium moon was a full blur on the horizon



1 punk by way of hardcore


2 ska band with horns and a few fairly talented players (THE REMEDIES ???)


3 THE LIPSTICK KILLAS- guitar drums keyboard, 80's new wave influenced vocal


4 anthemic punk four piece from canada

4 THE OBJEX




5 MURDER MAJESTY


in dread of the new year...here are four of the deepest cuts I've ever heard from the island: i dropped the bitrate on this because you need to get them from a source much closer than me

1) tappa as inspired as you can get over a horace andy dub
2) i got this off a reggae music forward broadcast...not sure who the vocalist is but the production sounds like perry at the ark- one love if you can clue me in (or even can't)
3) "death trap" by one or another name depending on who presses it...stan rankin t used to run this behind him in an announcement for his kunv show and the flute draws you in every time
4) satta dub from rockers uptown