Show #35: Nite Caps, Chicago

This place seemed to be pretty cool. A promotor guy called me and offered me the show. I gave him some shit cause its weird having a promotor call me for a show. I usually have to call them like 20 times before I get a show. So whatever. I take the show. So Sept 1st rolls around. We show up in my work truck as usual. One of the band’s doesn’t show so we offer to set up and play first. So about an hour after we set up, the sound man isn’t done setting up the mics and shit and is being a dick about it. We had some words with him and Eric told him off for sure. All the guy could say was “Fuck You.” and then he got back in the sound booth and told us to “rock and roll” so we did. I think we played like a 45 minute set. maybe 11 songs or so. We got pretty crazy. There were only like 40 people there but the place had a cool atmosphere and hot Polish bartenders. But the soundguy ruined the night. We ended up loading out our equiptment and then leaving asap. Fuck Nite Caps and the sound guy. Thats it for that show

Show #32: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

I promoted this Sunday show the night before on WNUR’s late night show, “Fast and Loud”. I got on the air and spit game for about 5 minutes interupted. We played with Fun People from Argentina, Fin Fang Foom from Chapel Hill, N.C., the Perps and the Fightbacks from Rockford. Talked to them and they said they played at “That One Place” 15 times. Played AFI style fast punk but more generic and less energetic. They knew James and everyone from Rockford. Fin Fang Foom was 3 piece and very cool. They played chaotic noisecore. Like Hash Brown but even crazier and more aggressive. I asked if they knew the Squirell Nut Zippers and they said no. The drummer told me he heard that they made $60,000 for one gig that they played for the govenor. We opened with a Perps song and they were all on stage singing along. Jamey rodied and sang along for “American Fun”. I was sore from Friday but still thrashed hard and it didn’t hurt at all on stage. Of course I had the fresh tattoo which I was trying to keep clean and the door- person chick was talking to me and Jamey and she flicked a cigerette and it stuck to my arm and burned me a bit like a 1/2″ from the tattoo. Stupid bitch. The Perps were true rock stars and I was on stage constantly singing along. They played “Plastered” as an encore and it was great. They all wore jail type suits for Halloween (I guess). Awesome show over all.

Show #31: Smiler Coogan’s “Inkfest”, Chicago

Show was our 3rd time at Smiler Coogans. It was promoted by Rebel Radio as ‘Inkfest’. Tattoo parlors had artists on hand representing, giving tattoos right there. I considered getting one a couple weeks in advance then decided against it 2 days before the show. The headliner was Ace of Spades, a Motorhead tribute. Another band that played was Chainsaw Johnny. They played old school hardcore like G.G. Allin. Speaking of which, we had our G.G. tribute song, “Excessive” in the set list. As we were playing I could see that someone in the crowd was wearing a G.G. shirt. I gave a speech about G.G. and him and his crew were all cheering. Half way through, during a break in the song, I called the guy up (who later ended up to be in Chainsaw Johnny) to say the line, “…and then he burned her!”. He sang it after some instruction but then held the mic into the breakdown. He started repeating the line and it was good then I motioned with my head for him to replace the mic in the stand for me. He did and we finished the song. Set was great. Met a guy from Ace of Spades later and he gave props. Many people did. It was a great crowd. I got the guy from Ace of Spades address to send him some CD’s for him and a friend. Lonnie, the owner of Skin Gallery in Downers Grove and the guy who later tattooed me, reeled me in like a fish with the line, “Oooohhhh…look at that virgin skin! You need some ink, baby!”. I told him what I wanted and he said $100 which I thought was very fair. I got a card from him and said maybe I would come to get it done. Within 2 minutes I was getting cash from an ATM and getting the shit done right there. Came out great.

Show #30: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

Alright well, I’m finally taking the time to write a review of one of our shows. I’m better to write this one since Rob and Eric left pretty muchly right after we played. So anyways, this show was really awesome. We played with some really awesome bands. The first band was called USV, the United States Villains. They were from somewhere in Wisconsin. They were a 4 piece with a frontman. They were very noisecore. I loved it. Lots of yelling and noisy changes. We traded with the singer of the band one of our CD’s for a 10″ of their band. Its pretty damn good. We played next. We opened with Horror Hotel by the Misfits. Eric wanted to play it cause every band had a Misfits sticker on something. Nyk came to see us and we made amends. See the hate letter page on our website to read his letter to Eric. We’re cool with him now though. We played Excessive for him. I ran around far from the stage with my bass on. My wireless system is awesome. Anyone who plays guitar should play wireless. It lets u move around freely and mine rarely fucks up. We got real wild and sweaty. We didn’t really bring anyone to see us but the audience was very amused and gave us mad props. It was a blast as usual. I personally think we played the best at this show but I know I’ll say that after the next one and the one after that…………………..blah blah blah………………… Next was FID. They are from Chicago. This was their 15th time playing the Fireside. They were alright. Typical Chicago style punk rock Fighters, Hitmen style. I traded CD’s with the bassist/singer. He was pretty cool. The CD is pretty good. They played every song but 1 and ended with a Fugazi cover of Merchandise. They fucked it up but said that they just learned it yesterday. Then the Vice Dolls played. I’ve heard of them before. I think they said they are from Indiana. They are a 4 piece with a girl lead singer. They rocked. Very fast, aggressive punk rock. I liked their energy. Every song is very fast. I talked with the girl singer. She was very tattooed and very cool. I traded CD’s with her as well. Next was the headlining band, Frontside. They are from somewhere in Illinois. They are a 5 piece with 2 frontmen who both get really crazy on stage and scream great. The bass player used to be in Suburban Refugee (RIP). My old band Socially Unacceptable played with them 4 times and knew them very well so he remembered me from that. Small world. They are extremely noisy and totally use noisy changes with lots of screaming over all the noise. Fuckin awesome. I totally dug them. Hopefully I can get the chance to play with them again. I had to buy a CD from them. The drummer said that they couldn’t give any away and that they had to make all the money for them. Oh well. Pretty damn cool that I went home with 3 new CD’s from some really cool bands. That was it. We got paid $10. I went home and puked from all the heat and loud noise. Then I smoked a nice bong and went to bed.

Show #29: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

We had taken quite a while off before this show — about 2 months. We had very many new songs and after a bit of revising, we ended up deleting the only two old songs in the set. We opened with ‘Broken Ties’ and went into ‘Show Me Your Gun’ by Straight Faced. I had been lifting weights and skating every night for two weeks before this and it definitely paid off. I barely sweat and didn’t get totally exhausted. I was very nervous before hand and was standing on stage waiting to get the OK to start from the sound person. (Who by the way was a bitch. I tried to be as friendly as possible before the show and she was outright mean.) For some reason, she left my mic on. Bad move on her part. She probably should have cut me off at some point, but I started talking to the small crowd and the Hilger whispered for me to ‘start ranting’. So I started to dis Mc Donalds and the people that eat it. A bunch of the other bands were feeding their faced before the show. I always play shows after not eating anything the whole day, much less McDonalds 10 minutes before I play. I would probably shit in my pants. Everyone was kind of shocked as usual and just stayed quiet. The Dorks were set to play second. I saw them years ago open for 88 Finger Louie or the Bollwevils and they were a 3 piece with a singing drummer and they sucked. Now they had 2 guitars and I’ll bet they still sucked but I left anyways. I was told that Screeching Weasel was going to come out and use the headlining bands equipment (the Jackie Papers, on Panic Button Records, owned by Ben Weasel) and play 5 new songs. I hate sticking around after I play and even if the Beatles was coming on I would have left anyways. It might have been bullshit anyways. Guess I’ll never know now.

Show #28: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

We played this show with Whippersnapper who is famous for their cover of the National Lampoon’s Vacation theme song, “Holiday Road” which appears on the Fearless Records compilation Punk Bites II. We were excited to be playing with a band of this caliber and we basically got the show considering that this was our 7th time and we must have impressed Brian (who books the shows). I cannot remember the name of the first band. The bass player and guitarist switched a few times and the whole band was awful. The singer had a broken arm and they played a mix of shitty pop punk, shitty ska and just shit in general. I started yelling shit and they just looked terrible. At one point I yelled in between songs during a silence, “Feeling a bit nervous?” That seemed to shake them up a bit. They played some songs with 3 horns and they played a ska song that was totally off tempo. After the song, the singer said, “Maybe we should have practiced that one a little more”. Me and a few others yelled all kinds of shit after that. We played right after them and I stole a box of picks that the bass player had left on stage.

Whippersnapper was very tight and awesome. Hilger and Rob both bought the CD and they could easily be a Lagwagon or Strung Out only cooler and without the lame following. They deserve to be rich and famous.

I taunted the crowd plenty and got real crazy. More than a few people asked why I was such a dick to the crowd and there is no answer. Because I can, I guess.

Show #27: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

The Fireside must not have paid their heat bill because it was freezing outside and inside on this day. To top it off I was very sick and light headed. I laid down for a while and tried to rest but I felt like shit. As soon as a started playing, I felt great and forgot. I was still kind of drunk off this sickness and at one point I closed my eyes and I kind of blacked out or something. My throat was killing me and I fell right into the drums. Rob just grabbed me and pushed me off. It was fun but I sure was glad to get home and chill.

Show #21: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

This was a very important show in that we met our good friends the Perps. They are a very fun band and very fun guys. They approached us straight up and gave us props and we gave them theres’ (much deserved). As always, Paul of this band was drinking vodka out of a Snapple bottle. He is so nice its not even funny. They later got us two very far away shows in Rockford and also in Homewood. Last Man Out played decent ska but it was pretty diluted punk ska and a lot of backpack wearing skanking kids showed up which generally makes me nauseated. The Thumbs from Baltimore were touring and played absolute noise not unlike Farm Team. I gave them total props.

 

Show #18: Fireside Bowl, Chicago

We played this show with Alastair and This Side Up. As usual I was a bit nervous before the show and opted to take a walk during the other bands sets. But before any one played I had quite a run in with a member of (I believe) Alastair. First he saw my Jackson and thought it was very heavy metal or something. I was jamming on stage before the show and he asked me to play some ‘unnatural harmonics’. For non-guitarists, there are two kinds of harmonics: natural and artificial. Clearly, by unnatural he meant artificial, but I had never heard that before and he just didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about. He later offered to teach me how to bend the ends of my strings at the top of my neck into pentograms. I think that that actually would be pretty cool, although I do not believe that he actually knew how to do so and there was also very little slack to do it with. All in all, he tried his best to impress me. The icing on the cake was when he saw a sticker we had put on the ground. He told me that if the Fireside management saw that, we would be banned forever and if we were smart we should peel it off. I told him that I figured I could handle the situation myself and that he shouldn’t worry about it. I didn’t see his band but I’m sure that they sucked.

Show #17: Guitar Center, Chicago

After the first fuck up of this show, we exchanged information with Jose and we finally pulled off a show by ourselves. We played in the Pro Audio room during business hours and people were free to come in and watch for free. Jose was even nice enough to let us pick out amps — I chose a Yamaha head and a green 70’s Fender 4×12 cabinet. Very noisy. We played at least 1 10 minute improvisational jam and just made lots of noise. At the end of the show I took off my sunglasses which I had worn and had had for about 4 years and forgot them. On the way home I realized this and called Rob who was still there with Hilger and they were gone — stolen by a Guitar Center worker. I am still pissed about that one although it was my own stupidity and irresponsibility.