Friday Freakout - Gonn

Blackout of Gretely. Elicited a double take when I first heard it on Nuggets. Pure fuzz greatness. Dig it.

Irony

I hate the cold. Despite growing up in New England, I have never been a fan of winter. Now, I am grateful that by our standards, this has been a very mild winter but it also figures that the year I decide to nut up and get some better winter rubber and make a serious go of surfing year-round that wave cooperation hasn't been the best when I have the time to go. I haven't had a session since after Thanksgiving and I'm going a bit mental. I'm praying for a ripple this weekend...somewhere...anywhere.

Friday Freakout with The Dirtbombs

Between stomach bugs and epic flatness...there ain't much to report, so hell, let's dance.

Friday Freak Out - Zen Guerilla

Once upon a time, in my LA days, I went to see these cats at Spaceland. The Soledad Brothers opened up for them(and killed it). Zen Guerilla came on and this kid(who I later found out had a beef with lead singer Marcus Durant)starts booing them. Durant hauls the kid on stage and puts him in a semi-friendly headlock and keeps singing. The kid's drunk friend, leapt onto the stage and attacked Durant. At this point, all the band members drop their instruments and pummel the dude. Durant, nonplussed, gets back on the mic and declares that they have to keep going and they then proceeded to blow the doors off the joint. Rock and by God Roll.

Thursday's Jam

Comedy Gold

Hilbers

Wait til the end. Heh.