Chartered Trips

Austin in March

Despite the fact the quaint little town (i have really thought of moving to) becomes a never ending  clusterfuck of douchebags for a few weeks,  it is actually really fun to see everyone you have ever known in the span of 72 hours.
What will probably be the first & last TG/QS showcase i ever go to was really poignant.  At the very least i have faith that these three cats will be in my life for the rest of it.   There are gonna be a bunch more Facebook photo albums, blog accounts, and Flikr pages up here soon.

I could type several whole blogs on the subject of work. But i am as sick of talking about it as you are of hearing about it. Also, there are some things in life (many things actually) to "keep off the blog". You can ask me for my photos of Negative Approach anytime though.

The one band i wanted to see the most, GUN OUTFIT, i got to spend more time in a clown car with then at any show.  You can't tell here, but there were 18 people in Judd's rental at the time this photo was taken.
Ok, i did get to see them play half a set at Beerland one time. And it was the best half a set i've ever seen of any band ever. Todd P. approved.
I also got to spend a lot of time telling people i was w/ the Crystal Stilts.
i did get to see some real old friends who are tamed librarian-like versions of their former selves.  This is not insult btw, but i do blame Teepee.  Apparently i missed the Mentors hoods at the afterparty, but it was nice to feel less dangerous/ in danger then it used to for a while.

The most dangerous thing that happened all weekend was the impromtu bb gun shooting range that broke out at the Stange Boy's bbq on Sunday.

That and eating Taco Cabana at 4am were the most dangerous things that happened all weekend. Masks are off now btw, and Mike and i are officially out the closet IRL. (Dunno who that girl is tho.)
The best t-shirt i saw all weekend belonged to one of the Strange Boys who had on this puffy paint number that was an umbrella getting rained on that said "I Don't Mind" below the image.
There was a brief and incomplete Joshua Tree bday weekend reunion as well.
The most important lesson i learned all weekend was that the people that have always had your back will always have your back (and vice versa of course).  A special thank you to Jonny, Phil, Jon Collins & Judd (my two music festival life partners) for taking care of me after i lost my atm card. I swear i am wiring transfering all four of you $20 as we speak. I do not know what i would do without you guys, and i am hoping i will never have to find out.

Snowblind.

Since it still feels like it is February outside, here are some belated pictures from Valentine's Day.

"Bird that smoked too many cigs." - An Interdisciplinary Mixed-Media Edible Group Installation Piece by Reeble, Mattus, TBro.
Romance.

If You Love Something Set It Free.

i saw Blank Dogs play tonite for the first time. As a 5 piece rock band.  To an oversold room of atleast 250.  40% were industry.  At the Cobra Lounge. 

Steam Tour 09'

i went to LA again in Feb. (3rd trip there in under a year i think?)
i went up to the Hills for the first time ever. There are rattlesnakes up there.

i saw Beverly Hills for the first time too. This isn't it though....
It kinda rained the whole time.

But there were rainbows.

Judd showed Damian his sick MP3 collection.  We were all a bit skeptical...

This is Antique Skinhead Row in Pomona. It exists. Agnostic Front bros and wealthy white suburban Tiffany lamp collectors living together in harmony. Oh the Magical Inland Empire.

Katrina

i went to NOLA back in December and had neglected to post pictures because i got a new memory card in my camera and forgotted where my old one was.....

i was pleased to see there are still Labryinth inspired street buskers (note the actual crystal ball) in the quarter.  Keanu on the left?

Other parts of New Orleans are still in tact (from the 19th c.) as well. This is the ceiling of a coffee house in uptown.
Chris Robert contemplating the human condition at 19thc. coffee house.

C.Rob performing the human condition through interpretive break dance.
i saw the most well laid out ladies' room i've ever seen at some bar in the Marigny. 

and the most "backstage-like" backstage area i had ever been in at One Eyed Jack's.
My other old Reckless bro, Miss Sarah Mason, has moved down there as well. It was her bday weekend  so we went to a daquiri bar in the suburbs (Cremes & Dreams in Meterie) to celebrate.
Sarah and Chris also taught me about this phenomena which apparently only exists in the Big Easy. People trick their cars out like their favorite candy. And they drive around in these cars on purpose.

True birthplace of steam.

sometimes i get jealous

Fave part is Randy calling him "Bob Fucking Mould".

time

hello. 
although it was my intention to do this blog for only one year (the length of my free trial), it has come to my attention that typepad has taken the liberty of charging my card for another year. it is non-refundable.  so for my 20 loyal readers, i just wanted to let you know updates are forthcoming. it has been an tumultuous, exciting, and terrifying/ liberating 6 weeks. and as usual the gritty details of it will probably only be glossed over here.  but there are some photos. and some life has been lived. so yeah, we'll be together soon.
love,
t