This camera has caffine in its circuits.

the sickness

so it hit me again tonight. how i dont even get pissed off when i find someone has started a blog, written a few posts, then ditched the idea altogether....
they start to actually write something, then stop. i could give examples but that would just double the internet, and we dont need that, now do we?

at the same time i wonder how to get more action on this puppy. for a while i was showing what i was doing in the studio. traffic dropped off. then i started posting info on shows. naturally, no one cares what the hell i am doing musically. i dont want to use this for the same reason people who dont use twitter hate twitter; constant updates of useless information. i get it. i see it. i try to get around it but end up looking back and see the same kind of false self importance those that hate see in any micro blogging. im not using this soap box to eat chips off of it, but i might just do five word reviews of movies. i think thats helpful! or at least funny, i dunno.

so here. i did this for a show that, in the directors own words, will be a shit storm of sound.


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ben jacobs, the director of the Basilica project, seemed to enjoy some of my tweets and facebook links to some past drum work i had done. match that with my not-so-secret-but-hardly-public musical experimentation and well, im playing drums in a post-graduate tech-metal drum circle.... how very post-modern!

quick aside: folks need to stop using the word modern when they mean contemporary. this goes for visual Art, Design, Music. and well, anything that is post-anything really. i bugs the crap out of me to hear someone refer to a "modern design" that is clearly based on source material from 1970 +. that time line means "Contemporary."
the internet isnt a modern thing. it is now. it is contemporary. the latest fuck buttons record isnt modern in its use of instruments. its contemporary. hal hartley films arent about modern film ideals. theyre contempoaray.


ok. sorry.
ok. not really.

but you get it.
i hope.

so dont think i will stop hitting this page a few times every once in a while to just tell you whats up. thats what its for. hell. the beer isnt always that cold. not even a little.

and dont mind the tags for this post; im just trying to drum up some traffic.

double drum duty OR i cant remember the last time i played two shows with two bands at the same club the same night

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i think maybe it was Incest Fest (13 bands, all connected, all at one show) about 5 years ago, when fevers played then a few bands later didache played... but that was at my house and well... its not the same.

Rooms was tagged to play this a while ago, but in needing an opener for a show always brings up the question, "why dont we get your other band to play too?" well, because no one ever thinks i can play two blazing sets in one night. well thats just horse hockey. i can have sex and then play a show, so how hard could doing two sets be? it wont be.

both bands are super fun to play in and as long as i can keep my head clear and my muscles warm it shouldnt be a problem. the show is free, there will be some good beer there (locals always has something delicious on tap), and you get to see how many beats i jack from each band im in.

Rooms show + my Art = good month ahead

for the stationary odessy cd release show!
@ the mel and only $6, one of those free cds with admission jobbies.
should be a pretty sweet show.








thanks goes to karl and joyful noise who we will hopefully be doing more work with soonish.

ALSO, i was asked to contribute a piece of Art for the 8th annual Tonic Ball, an event that this year is raising money for the awesomeness that is Second Helpings. the caliber of work has wained and wandered throughout the years but is back to top form, obviously if they asked me, right?

the piece, Marmoset Set (1998), is in fact, a marmoset set list. its been given the treatment of time with liquids and moves and placements and tapings and relocations galore. its more than a set list obviously, but my newer-ish artist statement breaks it down as such:

my work deals with the recreation of new memories through the amassment, assemblage, and treatment of items connected to former ordeals. mix tapes, set lists, aged paint, ten year old digital photos; these things that find their way around my mind, into a drawer, out of a stack.

opening night to see the work along with the others donated this year will be on November 6th at the totally pro shop A V Framing in fountain square. bidding for the pieces is in $100 increments and well, i really hope my piece brings in some dough for second helpings.

the big draw of just giving a piece away for free (aside from getting my name in some heads that have never heard it) is that %100 of the money raised goes to the org. not to me, not to the gallery, not to the organizers. thats how it should be done considering the hits NFPs take these days from corps that cant even play their own game well.

hope to see you thursday or friday.... either way... my shits busy these days!

a wall of death if you havent seen one before.

the dudes in caliban do a lil webcast from time to time. here is an episode from a concert in poland where at 10 am there were already 200,000 people there.

its strange to see for me because only a few weeks ago these guys were at the Emerson theater here in indy. Andy the singer is an old friend of Andrea's and we were lucky enough to kidnap him for a few hours and just hang out ar our place. we talked about "pit justice" and kids having fun and where our lives were and etc and etc.... but heres this video of him, at work, doing what he does best in front of 200,000 + people. wowl

skip to the 4:50 mark to check out the biggest WALL OF DEATH i have ever seen on film. i had seen others get started, but never the actual collision. easily 500 kids slamming into one another = awesome.



Caliban TV - EPISODE 7 - Woodstock Festival, Poland

Caliban [ON BEASTFEST TOUR!] | MySpace Video

a little throw back to now.

a mention of the President.

when German in-laws call you to say they are happy with the Nobel Peace Prize being awarded to your president the same day their daughter was in a car accident, you know you voted the right way.