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I now weigh less than I did in college. Time to check for worms, eat more, or do slightly less Bikram.


This section is being typed by my new phone. It's an HTC One X plus, it really works well.


Still testing this voice recognition.  This is on jelly bean Android really nice operating system. I've been an Apple users since the Macintosh 128 k. So this is a big departure for me.

The only drawback so far with Android is the occasional app crash. This is slightly jarring coming from Apple but everything else is just a joy.


Personal update: everything's going well here in Chicago it's a crazy city. I didn't realize I live in a nice neighborhood until people would mention it. East Lakeview is a lot like Ann Arbor or a college town. There's lots of young people and lots of partying and it's fairly safe, so I guess that's different from the bulk of Chicago.


Okay I apologize for the typos and grammar this is the phone reading my voice.


More later. . Happy 12 1212 national soundcheck day . Okay this is going strangely.

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Pac Ghosts SOB

Putting the tea in Bacteria.

Current projects: Fermenting kombucha (tea), fermenting peppers for my own sriracha sauce, and training the cat to go on leashed walks - which is also a form of fermentation.

Charro is trying to escape. So I'm slowly getting her used to a harness for walks. And, yes, I live in a Jewish retirement high rise.

Biggest accomplishment lately: averaging over five Bikram Hell Yoga classes for a while. Almost to my 100th class. I didn't die doing back to back classes.

Blog about my doing awful things:

Also: face tattoo.

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West Coast MeatStik Tour Summary - Pt. 1
This is what LJ's for.

Building upon hochi666's recount on FaceBook, here's what we can remember from the Chapstik / Meatmen West Coast leg of shows:

First, I have to say how great it was to tour with Tesco and his crew / band / demented family and how great my band held it together in tight quarters and long rides. Looking back, it still was one of the most fun times I've had having sex with another band.

Drove for two days straight after loading the van and trailer in Detroit, stopping in Iowa during a storm and then at a Cheyenne, Wyoming hotel to get gay with the Meatmen and a tumbleweed.

• May 14 2009 BURT’S TIKI LOUNGE - Salt Lake City, Utah - "Surprisingly unconservative, violent crowd"

I ate vegan food in SLC for the second time. HoChi and I walked to the Mormon Temple where we almost had the balls to walk into the main, forbidden building -which was left open during a wedding. Instead we were cornered by two missionary girls who were lucky enough only to ask HoChi about his religious views. Show was fun considering the Mormonic nature of the area. Someone almost took Malosh and his guitar rig off the stage in a fit of Meat fervor. We heard from the tattooed Meatmen fans that SLC is a very liberal area completely surrounded by Glenn Becks with guns and inbreeding. A homeless guy bought us Arizona tea, frozen burritos and chicken, then I remembered him from my punk days in Tampa, FL. Pink Lincolns rule! We slept in Layton, Utah that night, incubating many jokes about my name and sex.

• May 15 2009 Gusto’s Boise, Idaho 6:00P "Featuring the naked load out!"

Hardcore fact: Boise, Idaho has the largest Basque population in the US. Meatman drummer, Ian, is a scholar of isolate languages and was thrilled to eat at one of the many Basque restaurant / bars during a street festival. The beer and lentils ruled. The show was really fun, because I got to play with the Meatmen and crippled kid in a "Crippled Children Suck" Tshirt started the pit:

This was the first West Coast test of Tesco's non-PC humor, and Boise passed with flying colors. The bar liked our band and got 3/5 of us so drunk that Dan and Elvis loaded the trailer completely pantsless. I changed a trailer tire, worried about the severe wear already on both bands' trailers. This may have been one of the greatest nights for me musically, because Tesco came up and sang our cover of 999's "Homicide" and I later played on stage with The Meatmen. Even the under-aged kids watching from the sidewalk got the jokes:

• May 16 2009 FUN HOUSE - Seattle, Washington "A TAD exciting"

The best scenery is the drive West into Seattle. Our drummer had never been west of Chicago, so this was like touring the moon. Chapstik alumnus, Skippy, and his wife Susie, came out and had pizza with us and "Uncle Tesco" at Zeke's. Was really cool, because the last time we played Seattle was for their wedding. We ran into Tad (yes that TAD) and Peggy in the bar. They were apparently there to see us play what turned out to be one of our more intense sets. One of the Mentors were there and was not quite getting the Tesco humor, because he brought a 2lb dog to the show. This was by far the show with the most dogs and basketball hoops being used. It was packed; people liked us. We love Seattle. I was handed or offered heroin three times for putting on a good show. I shot some up in this backstage bathroom. We need to finish writing the next album, because Tad wants to record it.

• May 17 2009 PLAN B - Portland, Oregon - "What stinks? Portland crust!"

My band was thoroughly unimpressed with this town despite it having the biggest crowd of the leg. I can see why: as we pulled up to Plan B, we saw a guy smoking crack behind the large venue. The crowds and opening bands were numerous & good, but they all really, really smelled bad - worse than us. Extra points to the band with the bass clarinet, but the guy playing it was the guy smoking crack earlier. I got a microphone stand shoved into my face in a good way and Ian the Pit Viper got to hang out with his hero, Spit Stix, drummer of Fear! But even my delicious orange Tang doughnut purchase was tainted by the hoardes of homeless with iPhones we had to wade through to get to Voodoo Doughnuts at 3am.

May 18th- day off in North California with our old drummer, Brian, and his family. Excellent food and margaritas (I'm told).

• May 19 2009 THEE PARKSIDE - San Francisco, California - "SFCA is not PC and we love that.

After being interviewed by Naked Rob on his awesome Pirate Cat Radio show (a real, tolerated station complete with swear words), we booked it to the club, so we could book it to one of our three Amoeba Records runs. The opener, “The Meat Sluts” We probably the best opener of the tour. All girl, meat-themed rock and roll:
. They were passing out "ONE LESS FIXIE" stickers to the appreciative fans of overconfident hipster death. If there was a band that could carry on as the Meatwomen in the punk pantheon of humor, it is The Meat Sluts. By far, this club had the best sound of the trip. The PA itself and the acoustics were not encouraging, but while listening to the Sluts and their small gear, I could not believe how good and big it sounded. The secret? the best sound guy in the world is never a guy:

TIGGY Dave of the Meatmen told me later that she id sound for The Paybacks on the Little Steven tour. She said she was about to tour with Peter Murphy. So glad she got to slum for us and The Meat.

Like most shows, we drove after playing to get to a bed or two. This time, we climbed the Santa Cruz mountains on a tiny, winding, steep road that was slow, but filled with fun, near-death encounters involving wildlife and cliffs. The GPS "short cut" eventually got us to Elvis' aunt's amazing place hidden between redwoods, rare Chinese Sequoia and home made Kahlua.

• May 20 2009 VELVET JONES - Santa Barbara, California - "Literal Attack of the Midget, Part I"
California tans, face lifts, $10 to park the vans, and picturesque pier / boardwalk, $10 veggie burgers, a venue you could lick, and pristine streets did not bode well for a wild night of pissed off rock. But when we ran into two women on the street who already had their chests signed by Tesco, we knew that Santa Barbara had a seedy underbelly (or shanty town nearby).
The promoter of the show decided he wanted his band to go on right before The Meatmen instead of us (we were direct support for these tours and shared some gear). We agreed to the change, knowing that very few local bands could match the power of Chapstik on tour. When we finished, the guy hung his head low and whimpered something about not wanting to go on after that. They were hardly the worst support of the tour, so... meh. We got to rest before enjoying The Meatmen at least.
We needed the rest, because the singer from one of the earlier bands, the "little person" of the band Castle Greyskull was planning on attacking us on stage.

I had no idea someone was trying to punch my crotch during the set.

More later.

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