whoops! Columbus!

So I'm caught. I just check the myspace and whatever it says the next show was, i blog it. Well we played a show in columbus that wasn't on the myspace so i didn't. but now i will! You can pretend this blog is like Pulp Fiction or Reservoir Dogs, my two favorite movies (JKROFLOL!), this is an unconventional manner of storytelling, dig? OK...Hey everybody, what did we do the day of the Nobunny show?...No one's got anything to say about it. We woke up in a motel and drove a long time. the end. When we got to the rock room they were super nice and gave us hot dogs. I was trippin balls, being absolutely sure that me and Al had been there before but that they served burritos, not hot dogs. Never fear ladies and gentlemen, yer boy Nika here's fit as a fiddle, they used to have burritos, thank Bob. So we were HYPHY!! We all ate delicious free and friendly hot dogs with whatever we wanted on them. mine was a veggie dog with tomatoes ketchup and mustard, fantastic!! Here's the best part, our favorite desert bunny in the whole world was gonna play!! Some party had been cancelled and he just so happened to hop on over. NOBUNNY!!! WE LOVE YOU!!!! NOBUNNY DOES IT LIKE YOU, NOBUNNY!! The great Nobunny is a jackalope descended, one-man revival of everything in life you hold dear. You fool, go to his myspace now and have some fun! Or youtube his chic a gogo performance and love life more! Arright I just did what i told you to do, only i had to wake thomas up and tell him to sit in the bad seat cuz the chord to plug this thing into the car radio is short, and you can't just listen to a little Nobunny, you gotta ROCK THAT SHIT (sorry Mr Crowe)!!!! Everyone in the car is having a great time now, no joke. He does that. He also does this thing where you can't not dance so much that your feet end up looking like the picture i will eventually have Alex post on here. I know i write confusingly, i'm sorry. Me and Matt wanna be Nobunny so bad! AAAHHHH HE'S SO GOOD!!! we are listening to live videos off of youtube now and it's makin me feel drunk. Wait til you see my foot. So anyway we were brazilian dance fighting and fake jumping eachother out front fer like an hour or so, in between mad bouts of extremely loud fruity loops improvs. Man, it was so great!! I's all like "Eh Yo, What up doggie?" an they's all like "yeeuh" and most importantly we all understood. It's very hard to listen to Nobunny and blog at the same time, did you know that? All you cute girls should go throw yourselves at his large lucky feet and do whatever he tells you. Also Lee is insane.
So Audacity played and everyone lost their minds!!! Be proud Mr Crowe, your child is Homo Superior. Whoah! Have you seen the okmoniks? they are jus lovely! fun bouncy bouncy 3 chord rock'n'roll with a farfisa lead and a cute bouncy girl who you probably should not kiss no matter what she says. Sorry sammy we love you. OK. there's been like an hour between sentences again and i really don't care about this anymore....it's now 1130 and that last sentence was from like 3 oclock, ferreal.
Me and Lee fought so much!! So The Okmoniks played and we all danced like fools but before them Nobunny did his thing and we had to be in tune with the natural vibrations of the earth, and that's tiring after he's done so you know. I'm in Milwaukee right now but I'm not smart enough to make the time lapse work in this so...

The Rock Room (or how we spent $300 on gas to go shopping)

After our delicious breakfast with our hilarious friends Dave "i wore a spiderman costume to KISS" Buick and Shelby, we were off on a shortish trip to Pittsburgh to play at the rock room, a bar that has special prices for the over 50 crowd. Well, that's not really true. We were really there so our vinyl-addicted members could get that sweet sweet stuff they only got at Jerry's, truly, a lovely store. Huge racks of every style and multiple copies of every record you're looking to come up on. They got a 7" room that's as big as the other one. This is where Sean broke poor little Richie Top Ten's heart by finding that rubette's record last year. I wonder if he's got that yet. But first, the show! As we drove circles around the town we got mad at eachother and fought. There were no street signs, places to turn around or people to ask so naturally we assumed it was everyone else's fault. Alex got all nihilist on Lee like he does, making Lee's car panic thing he does worse. It sucked. I woke up to them already goin at it and tried to be a sweetheart and make peace, but it ended with me yelling "LEE! SHUT THE FRAK UP! JUST SHUT THE FRAK UP RIGHT NOW! SHUT UP!! SHUT THE FRAK UP LEE!" until it happened. Then we ate food and felt better. Except Lee, who opted fer the bar's food instead of McDonald's. See how tour is sometimes? Wait it get's worse. The bar doesn't serve food anymore on tuesdays or whatever day it was, so lil Leelee had to make do with a bag of chips and a beer or two for dinner. Which he paid full price for. He was so miserable. So we're at the bar and it's empty except for the other band, a few locals and two thug lifers, who be chillin at da end wit dey money out n watches flashin an whatnot, you know jus doin it. They were phonies. Also this is the room next to the one we play in, so our music tonite is just a mild annoyance to people drinking. The guy from the first band the shutouts apologized to us sweetly and we told him we knew and didn't care. Swear to Bob, I Don't Care by The Ramones is on right now! The Shutouts played fast hard Pop Punk and did that place like there were more than nine people there (ten actually, Alex, Caleb, Cameron, Dan, Kyle, Lee, Matt, Sean, Thomas and shutout guy's gal). They went nuts and so did Audacity, who capitalized on the empty night by playing a bunch of songs they hadn't in a while and goofing off. It was adorable of course. And really alot of fun! I was half ass dancing and throwing darts casually. Things got goofier and then we went on. Goofiness continued. It was basically tour friend appreciation night. When i felt our self indulgent set length was too much i asked the shutouts if we should quit and they said yeah. Stupid me, they didn't even let us stay at their house, we had to get a hotel. We would've closed that place down! Our bands may have merged into one! Thomas played drums for us on Wreckless, and it was great!! And so fast! I'm old and tired!! Ha Ha! But really, as far as empty shows go this is the best one ever. Afterwards we went to a motel and watched infomercials for extenze. Fun. The next morning I woke up and called the front desk to ask when the continental breakfast ended. They did not have continental breakfasts, but if i would like to try the panera bread restaurant downstairs, she is sure they are still serving breakfast there. Yes, I write that way on purpose. We got cleaned up and went to Jerry's Records, which, although great for records, has no food. So Alex and I wandered the streets looking for food with Thomas, while everyone else shopped to their greedy black hearts content (i'm jealous. sorry guys). We first went to a nice lady's fruit store and got fed greenbeans while we looked around. We bought some peaches or nectarines or whatever, and asked her where we should go. She told us everything we wanted to hear! her favorite spot was just down the way, pretty cheap and not too greasy (but greasy fo show!) We thanked her and left as directed. Lo and behold the spot ruled! It's called Pamela's, it's got a rainbow disco ball, wall paintings of famous disco records, pancakes that were like thicker crunchier 49er flapjacks (but not even like that) and a dope waiter who i think may have been crushing on me. He was funny and also treated people as if he expected them to not be morons, weird right? Also his voice was kinda like Bobby from The Go's. I got an omelette with tomatoes, spinach, mushrooms, brocolli and cheese. it was just what you think it was but bigger. When Cameron strolled in I was full and he still had a whole free breakfast waiting for him, sweet. Thomas got the pancakes which were really good, but you know, Anaheim, Pancake House...So we left and went to another record store but before that, i bit the bullet and bought a ton of pricey indian food with Lee and Alex. I love indian food so much! And we ate a ton and had a ton for later too! Then it was back to another record store. Boring!! After our recordheads got their vinyl fix we drove on to Athens, which brings me to whether or not us doing laundry in Athens should be the beginning of the next blog? Yeah, next one.

detroit

Man that last blog was terrible. When someone from the band actually reads that thing the are gonna laugh and say what a bitter man child i am. Did you know Matt is really into vans. It's hilarious and cute. He gives them a thumbs up when they drive by and will ask their owners "how did your van, um, get so cool?" like he was askin about the engine specs. Dear parents, there was not really LSD at Rob's, that was an inside joke. We really did do a lot of yardwork though. I liked it. Any convenient chance to exercise on tour should be taken. Back to the bloggle. We drove to Detroit and OH MY GOD!!! LEE JUST ALMOST MURDERED THOMAS!!! He started to drive off when the roof made a funny sound like someone was up there stumbling and saying "whoahh!" Sure enough, that's just what it was. I yelled at Lee like always and he blamed everyone else with typical Leegic. When Thomas jumped off the roof with a big smile we relaxed and started laughing. Thomas said it was very scary....
Detroit looks hideous! It's like what morons think America would look like if we didn't kill terrorists. Seriously, Fox News should just show pictures of Detroit and say there's been another attack. We drove around burnt out, run down versions of any building you can imagine. They got a football field that hasn't been used in forever and I always have to resist the urge to sneak in that thing. I imagine Desmond running a tour de'stat or whatever, and i gotta find That Island, yo. Alas, i fear homeless crackheads, and so I do not. To be honest I've only seen like 3 streets in Detroit. We went to the National Bohemian Home, where we were gonna play and checked it out. It was a burnt out, run down building! Just kidding, it was a cool burnt out somewhat rundown building from 1915. The sound man seemed very professional, and then I realized he was just a jerk. We all learned that he was NOT the soundguy, but a soundguy who was doin sound at this club. Then we all learned about his oh so interesting career troubles and preferences in sound equipment. When some girl brought him some equipment a sec later he's like "WRONG ONE. WRONG ONE! I told you it looked like THIS one. That one's WRONG. I can still use it give it to me..." sssheeeessh!! Round about then The Go showed up, and the camera guy who'd been there an hour started to film them. I got shanghaied!! They came around the corner and we start broin on down when i realize i'm in a movie version of it and want out. I'm weird? It was awkward, so we went for food. We were directed to a place by someone who thought "pretty cheap" to us meant $10 sandwiches (prolly my sweet suit). We started off seperately, but seeing Alex and Audacity, in their bright ass shirts, against the nasty, crack infested brown, grey, black, and more grey background was just too much and we had to pick'em up. We packed in the clowns, and drove to Loew's and it was expensive and bangin! We needed alot of food quickly. This was not our place. But we had crammed nine of us in the impala for fun so now we had to find food frakkin fast foo! Stupid idiots went to white castle, smarter ones went to subway and i opted for "the chinese wall" a little red shack that promises chinese food new york style. it looked pretty nasty and everything there had meat, the lady working wouldn't get off the phone. I'd say "does this have meat?" and she'd yell "pint o quart" and i'd say "nah, nah, is there meat in this?" and she'd point and yell "this pint! this quart!" I got some decent vegetable rice with all kindsa goodies in it, and a pork spring roll she'd assured me had no meat. I spat it out and cursed her when i ate it later on the street. She was MEAN! And on the phone the entire time! I respect her. She probably has guns in her face on the regular. They got bullet proof glass at SUBWAY there, fer Bob's sakes. They put your sandwich in a little revolving door, it's sad. So baby pie no funs decided to walk and we drove comfortably back to the club. We met Annette, who designed the super cool poster for the show. She likes John K's blog and knows what a multi plane camera is, coolbeans. She also did the super cool art for The Go's new BubbleGum record which was the reason we were there in the first place. It is called Knock Knock, Bananna and I haven't heard it!! It's driving me crazy, knowing that the better, wiser, Go got a record to school my ass an I can't even listen to it! Matt has just asked that I talk more about our meal. 2 2f 1t Ksus dbl. Matt had two hamburgers one of which i saw him eat. I felt proud to not eat meat then and left. From what i hear, Kyle also had two hamburgers, but decided to add some fries to his order. Next up was Lee, who did me proud by smartly avoiding the chicken rings (chicken rings), and requested for himself one hamburger, to be supplemented with an order of tater tots. He ate tater tots after spitting out his first bite of white castle's nasty excuse for a burger. All drank water and ketchup for sustenance. They had a double drive thru...The clear yellow record came out on Belly Ache Candy Shoppe and I can't for the life of me remember the kind gentleman's name who ran the damn thing! But he was the opposite of the chinese lady. A total gentleman. They released a frakkin candy bar! Its white chocolate (colored yellow) with bananna chips in it and ya buy it along with yer record! Genius. Naturally, we'll be releasing some record candy thing with them soon (if the secret works). oooh! what if it was like a hard candy record?! like the record was a flat, round jolly rancher??!! and you'd never ruin yer needle with that stupid idea, sorry. but it could be cool anyway. If the secret works. Then we waited while DeeJay Anytime played all the bestest bubble gum and i danced alone at the merch table. Then The Audacity played and poor Thomas was nervous as heck. I was not nervous but that's another story. The room was huge and the stage was huge and the sound guy was a jerk and had shitty sound. Both onstage and off. But of course they all played beautifully, it was just like what are you gonna do up there you know? Jerk (from alex). Anywho, we played and it was the same thing. People liked us both and bought stuff but we didn't get no party started. I guess it was fine but whatevs. The Go played and the sound STILL wasn't great! They were fantastic of course and I danced a fool. Then it was off to a lovely old home where we could stay, and the party across the street. It was fun! People would include you in the conversation and assume you had some intelligence and humor. I turned on the charm and ended up mayor of Detroit fer a minute. It was Dave Buick's house, Lee wants me to tell you. And I want to tell you that man loves me. Much more than Shelby, who thinks I'm OK, i think. We all had a lovely time, whether sleeping at the comfy home across the street or winnin over the locals at Dave's. The next moring we had honest john's, it was delish brah! Omelettes all around! Detroit Ruled Shit after all!! Thanks Detroit!

yeah, it's all out of order now. NY. sean can fix it later

I forgot to tell you how we killed new york. Yup, mofo's recognize out there. It was like the cloverfield monster and the terrorists hit at the same time, and yes, we have video to prove it. youtube us and new york or something and watch the girls go crazy! Ruff ruff ruff! It was fun! We hung out with Lloyd from way back and Ali and Chris from back when. sunny said she'd come and didn't. just like last time. we were on our way to paul's burgers in the east viliage and sweetie pie lee spotted an indian food joint and saved me from temptation. what a sweetie pie! This place is pretty dope and you should go there cuz it's fun. It's a duplex they turned into two restaurants, and when you try to walk in one they fight over you to go in theirs. it's funny! when you're inside you will notice how you can't stand up straight because there's way too many christmas lights and chili pepper lights and glitter and mini street lights and old school christmas lights and and light ropes and soft white christmas lights and i just realized that i'm eating chicken right now. seriously, i think the vegetable rice has chunks of chicken in it and i've been eating it for five minutes already. i'm afraid to examine it, cuz since i wrote that sentence, sean has facetiously offered me an egg roll and lee handed me the fake sirracha i asked for, so i think if i did they would get me. oh snap! now the locals are watching me blog an tryin not to make fun of me for it, i can tell! They're sweethearts ferealtho but if you come to my house an blog, i will mock you. alot. and hope you don't notice it for a long time. but yeah i'm blogging at a party and it's really embarrassing. I'm nervous! ...so they gotta lotta lights at that indian place and i loved lee alot. We had paleek somethin and alu gobi or whatever and it was so good. But not as good as the one in irvine or wherever it is jacquie goes. After dinner we walked around new york a while. We were lost forever and then i talked to some guy who told me i was stupid cuz we wanted manhattan street in brooklyn, not manhattan street in manhattan. he somehow knew i was a musician and then a guitarist, hand to Bob. So Lee got a little mad at everyone as we all drove in circles fer a while Then the show. It was somewhere in brooklyn and we killed. We played with audacity, who are the best band in the world. if i was a writer i would write about them, but the real me wouldn't dare. If you didn't tour with audacity and see them every night, you are a sucker and missed out on something important. Ha ha! when Big Fun played i liked them way more than i thought i would. i think i had a chip on my shoulder last time. They are our friends from last year and hooked us up with the two shows this time. When they play, you will prolly enjoy yourself because they're cute. The first band was Beluga, who were cute and punk and standoffish, but not really good. The singer likes Matt, though. Also of note was the delightful appearance of Heidi and Jessica of the willowz corporation. they were pretty and nice and it was cool playin catch up n stuff. and heidi took us out to dinner the next night n they weren't even hungry, they were totally just being nice! After the show we missed out on the real party, cuz Lee was mad, so we ended up on the roof of some guy daniel's house and he was boring. Then sleep.

uuummmm...Rob's house PA

so i guess the blog is mine now or something, sorry. did you know that it's not just you (Jacquie and Justin) that read this? swear to god, some twins from myspace hit us up and are all like "what up wit dat bloggie, doggie?". Thanks twins! I think twins are really weird. And they are, too. You didn't even think it was weird that they have a myspace together, because that's how it is with twins, weird. JK twins!! it's cute and mysterious. i hope we can be friends and maybe kiss a little. we spent the last two days slacking off at our friend Rob's house ( and John and Pat) and i don't really gotta write about it cuz it was the same as last year at Rob's house only with more yardwork and LSD this time. They are ridiculously hospitable. Rob rented Super Smash Brothers for us before we even got there. we spent hours yesterday dying curtains and building a frame to hang them on out of pool skimmers. they throw the funnest parties, yo. i fell down twice cuz beatle boots were not made for slick wood patios, and i was not made to not fall down in front of strangers alot, thanks God. So they cheered so loud i got startled, Audacity got the dance party started, sopping wet girls in bikinis stood in the corner nervously, we had to play Kitty twice and Rob is EXTREMELY good at Dr Mario. A lovely time was had by all. they drink brass monkeys there, have you heard of this? you open a mickey's grenade an take a drink (if you are over 21 and not planning on driving or operating heavy machinery) then replace your gulp with some orange juice. it's purty good. Also, Wyatt's mom is friends with John Waters! I actually listened to someone at a party instead of just pretending to! I always pretend to be real interested in whoever i'm talking to so that whoever looks at me thinks i'm a nice person and wants to kiss me. it never works, but sometimes while you're sitting there, spacing out, you'll hear "i call him uncle John, but he's not really my uncle" and you have to get him to repeat the last 5 minutes of conversation without him knowing you weren't listening the first time. it's easy if they are drunk, and who wasn't yesterday (besides those underage of course)? i begged him to sell Mr Waters my fine ass but Wyatt isn't really into pimping, i guess. It was cool though. I jammed with a guy who was later treated rudely by Audacity fer sayin their guitars were too loud. their guitars were too loud, for the record. he was funky. there was some kid there who came over to use the pool and he had cuts all on his chest like me in high school. it was weird seeing a big guy in board shorts jumping off a roof into a pool with self hatred scrawled into his flesh. ah,modern goths. i imagined him doing it cuz he was pissed at his parents fer not giving him money to get his earlobes stretched, while listening to ICP.
so the party cleared out and after getting turned down by every boy in both of our bands, i made out with my wrist, crying in the bathroom alone for a minute before curling up with a filthy stray cat and finally falling asleep.

thursday june 19th...

Q-tip was right. things are going to be ok. We spent the last two days wearing out our welcome at JMM's house of fantasic wonderfulness. He's even got a pool now, it was chill. alright, so we we're pullin into town tuesday way too late because of some car stuff an caught the tail end of a party thrown "for us" cuz we seemed like a good excuse. Mike and Kim quickly fed us with that concerned look southerners get when they tell you to eat something. there were regular burgers and murderburgers for meatatarians, chips, watermelon, beer and i ferget what else. all was delicious but the icing on the cake was, of course, Poli Sci Clone. Check his myspace, he rules. He writes, records and plays all of it himself and it shows. it's urgent, straightforward, almost confusingly sloppy rock'n'roll. this man walks it like he talks it: plain, heartfelt and weird as all heck. And Buddy was there! the fantastic director behind one of my fav Willies videos, where we are dolls in Mike's daughter Hannah's dollhouse, menaced by a new toy, which may or may not be Mike's dad John's dentures, i can't remember. but i look cute in it. i remember that. so there was a sad and serious band that opened the show at murphy's. it was like...fuck, i don't know, they kinda sucked but i guess they got some potential. who cares? Poli Sci Clone played again an it was awesome again. I like Lakesided Love the best (of the songs on myspace), so i sang along to the badass sing-along chorus it's got. He's hard to explain, cuz the man is weird. You know talking to him that he's got nothin but love in his heart and it's creepy. He plays sitting down, with a casio keyboard on his stand, a guitar in his hand and a karaoke machine at his back. cheap casio beats and basslines get blottoed by hacked-out, forced solos, he'll hit a chord or two on the keyboard and it's back at the guitar, the whole time pouring his heart into the microphone. I love it and him alot. after that was Thee Amazing Audacity Band who killed it, like always. They've been playin around with things a little, i think, and it's fun to listen fer differences each night. At this one, Cameron snapped a string and had to improvise harmony basslines on the fly. Hey Cameron! Awesome Show! Great Job! Then we had to beg the guy not to take the microphone home so we could play ten minutes. i think we played very well, and so did Buddy. We even won the mic guy over. he said we could play as long as we wanted. we loaded out and headed back to mike's attic, which is one of the neatest places i've ever been. i can't read ten pages in a book there without noticing the title of another one and haveng to pick that one up instead. me and caleb we're up til the wee hours just reading and listening to sean snore (that's right you heard it here first folks, he snores). i read trance induced revelations, the gospelvis, a history of judaism in america, early days of the children who would become Lux Interior and Ivy Rorschach, a Kid Anarchy comic and a book about the white problem in america by the editors at ebony magazine. we woke up today and farted around enough to make Mike think maybe we weren't leaving so we skidaddled outta there and drove to this super 8 next to a cracker barrel. i'm sitting in the van while everyone else showers and relaxes so you can make the rest up yourself.

officially frakked.

We're currently driving back to get audacity, who's van broke down again after a day of waiting to give midas a grand for not doing anything to our van. last night's shows were awkward. the second one wasn't as bad as the first cuz there were actually people there who weren't performing. we played after an improv comedy show that we heard was both terrible and ok. after audacity and us, Harlem played and sounded better than at the trailer space record market. i like them so much. they got a song about bein sad and wanting to go to bed. it's got me all jealous. so now we're sitting here on the side of the freeway an it sounds pretty bad. i guess there was a loud bang, and then the van didn't work anymore. did i mention sean paid a grand to fix a problem that didn't get fixed? ah, what a tour! Sean and yer boy Dan here watched the new battlestar galactica and it was amazing. i seriously didn't even care that we're totally frakked! If you are not watching that show...i don't even know mang, you need to watch that. so now we're sitting on the side of the freeway and praying to god that audacity's gonna get bailed outta this mess. word on the street is that matt's dad is in dallas, which is a mere 40 miles away. keep yer fingers crossed and send us money. anyway, harlem is good. i don't really get why people call them garage rock. they got songs with the chooga chooga guitars to make you caveman dance, but i think everyone's sleeping on the fact that they write real good and sound new. lyrics are pitch perfect an they don't resort to the usual hooks and bullshit gimmicky garage stuff. at least to me, and i'm a professional. they chop songs up very well. things change up, even abruptly, but maintain a lovely balance and keep hammering away. which is probobly why the garage tag. whatever, i wanted to dance ALOT, but im wack like that... so now we're sitting on the side of the freeway and i'm running out of things to write about. i could bitch alot, would you like that? how about details of our bitchings at eachother, yeah? q tip just did the usual stay-positive-thing he's so good at, and it worked. so audacity says they gotta check out their piece of crap van to make sure they are frakked before they rent a car. we would rather they just rent one. no one can make up their mind and neither can i. whomp whomp. i really hope we get to JMM's house on time tomorrow. You may know him as John Michael McCarthy or the Pop Cop. ally an i met him a while back and found out that he is real cool and weird. He makes movies that you would like and should therefore buy. Like: Superstarlet AD, a fun filled romp through a post apocalyptic memphis like land, where women have taken over as almost godlike, and men have devolved to horny neanderthals. so some things stayed the same i guess. anyway, all the girls have separated in to clans based on hair color and it gets cooler from there. It's black and white, shot on film (illegally), sexy and weird. is this enough, yet?


we called him outta the blue and i think he felt obligated to be super hospitable. as i was starving at the time, i accepted a lunch date. everybody says we'll make it, but i have my doubts...sorry q-tip.