Sam McPheeters' The Loom Of Ruin Blog

'Punched' By Sam McPheeters




Sam McPheeters blog, The Loom Of Ruin, is now in the blog roll.It should now become a treasured part of your online void. This man has been around doing great things for a great while, and California should be proud. He's responsible for remarkable works whether it be hardcore (Born Against, Wrangler Brutes), readings, writing or graphic art. Well now you must read his blog and enjoy it like I do. It may not be a daily thing which would really make my life happy, but its worth the wait for every entry.

Here's a a particular blog that made me laugh. You like particular blogs that make you laugh? Ok then here.



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And then: ever heard these hit singles? The famous Shit Search and Resist Control singles? Well whatever just play 'em.

Bye Bye Blog

This newish design blog is in ye olde blog roll. It is the handiwork of a friend of mine called Ryan Douglas. He's a top talented cat and I believe you'll enjoy it if you have half a fucking brain, pardon my french. Also, direct yourself to his site, which is just www.byebyedesign.com, link yrself. Ryan Douglas helped out on a layout for an Art Fag record and I am happy to see he's got this stuff up and running. Hire or enjoy him.

My Evening Wrap Up / Big Mondays

I had no idea there were real pictures of Rocky Dennis around. Huh.

Also, there was a disturbing/funny Intervention on tonight. The one with the girl huffing "duster". Jeez louise. Whoa. Somebody uploaded it already tonight! This one is seriously crazy. Lord, if you're listening (and if you exist) can I please pretty please with sugar on top, A.) never get addicted to computer cleaner and B.), never get filmed acting like this bozo? Thanks man.





If you could keep a straight face during that one then you are a better man or woman than I. Bless her heart, pobresita.

Bad Brains' Pay To Cum 1979 At CBGB's

This song and video never ceases to make me happy. And if it doesn't work for you you can go to hell. Cuz it's perfect boss and that's that.




Want to sing along? Ok:

I make decision with precision
Lost inside this manned collision
Just to see that what is to be
Perfectly my fantasy

I came to know with now dismay
That in this world we all must pay
Pay to write, pay to play
Pay to cum, pay to fight

And all in time,
With just our minds
We soon will find
What's left behind

Not long ago when things were slow
We all got by with what we know
The end is near. Hearts filled with fear
Don't want to listen to what they hear

And so it's now we choose to fight
To stick up for our bloody right
The right to sing, the right to dance
The right is ours... We'll take the chance

A peace together
A piece apart
A piece of wisdom
From our hearts

Crocodiles Tour Right Now

I don't know why those goofballs didn"'t post these dates on here. These fuckin' guys...

9 Aug GREENHOUSE W/ Past Lives Seattle, Washington
10 Aug THE SWEATSHOP w/ Basketball Vancouver, British Columbia
11 Aug THE TUBE w/ Mint Chicks Portland, Oregon
13 Aug MAG’S HOUSE Oakland, California
14 Aug PHAROAH’S DEN - w/ The Sess Riverside, California
16 Aug THE CASBAH w/ Ilya San Diego, California

Kool-Aid

It was hot today in San Diego. I mean I thought it was hot so don't go arguing about how I don't KNOW what hot is. I hate when people that do that shit. Anyways, I was hot. And I was also super duper lazy. So I marched my big ol' butt down to Kwik Stops (mexicans pluralize everything) in order to get me a cool drink. Fuck ME man, I had no idea they still had those little Kool-Aid packets. 30 cents!! So I grabbed me some. Like ten. You would be sick if you saw how much sugar you have to add. Seriously gross, but so fucking good. When I was a tot my moms ordered that pitcher for me. You know the one? It's shaped like that Kool-Aid dude. I was kinda bummed cuz it was a frosty lookin' plastic version, not the nice glass one in the commercials.

Ye Olde Maids Mini Baby Sample From Upcoming Art Fag Release

I'm pretty fucking jazzed about this upcoming split 12" I'm releasing on my label Art Fag Recordings. It's Fantastic Magic on one side and Ye Olde Maids on the other. Fantastic Magic is from America's Finest City and Ye Olde Maids is from The City Of Brotherly Love. I'm so god damned jazzed that I'm going to give you a mini sample. Below you will find the bomb ass track "Theme From A Car Commercial" by Ye Olde Maids. If you are not satisfied by this mini little baby sample you can head that ass over to the Art Fag Recordings Myspace and find two MORE songs from this soon to be released 12". See ya man.





Oh!! You know what? I'm also going to hit you with the new xerox logo for Art Fag. Cux I'm proud and shit. Andrew Miller of Planet People did this for me and I'm grateful. You can find the Art fag Recordings Myspace and the Planet People blog on the Blogroll to the right. See ya later man.

The Muslims Live in L.A.

The Muslims live at The Echo in Los Angeles. New song Parasites. Yeah. Video directed by Felipe Lima of Milkfat Films. He's a badass and so are Ye Olde Muslims.

New Video Works Dvd Comp - PPM 17

I'm pretty excited about the new PPM dvd, "New Video Works", coming out on August 19th. It features performances and videos by ABE VIGODA, BARR, BLACK BLACK, DEERHUNTER, ERASE ERRATA, FINALLY PUNK, HAWNAY TROOF, HIGH PLACES, DAVID HORVITZ, JAPANTHER, KIT, LUCKY DRAGONS, MIKA MIKO, NO AGE, POCAHAUNTED, THE SADS, SILVER DAGGERS, SISSY SPACEK, SOFT BOILED EGGIES, SOFT CIRCLE, SOILED MATTRESS AND THE SPRINGS, DAVID SCOTT STONE AND XIU XIU. Pretty sick right? In celebration of this monster release (PPM 17), we're throwing a screening party at our new night, Too Many Creeps!! PPM's Mika Miko are coming down to present the dvd screening at 9pm at the Whistle Stop. Then after the screening they are guest djing all kinds of awesome shit. Punker tunes you know? So it all happens on Sunday August 10 in San Diego. A full 9 days before the rest of the world gets to see it!! Shit.

Crocodiles Release "Neon Jesus" Video

So here it is ladies and germs. The sound of Crocodiles. In video form. If you've followed Crocs for the last few months of their short existence, you may have noticed they have yet to post music on their Myspace account. It is little known that they've actually been recording pretty diligently. They've resisted releasing any so that they could present their music in a more original format. San Diego's Christin Turner directed this thing. It's good and think you'll like it. If you do, their 7" is available for ordering on their Myspace thing.

Adbusters - The Dead End Of Civilization

“So… this is a hipster party?” I ask the girl sitting next to me. She’s wearing big dangling earrings, an American Apparel V-neck tee, non-prescription eyeglasses and an inappropriately warm wool coat.

“Yeah, just look around you, 99 percent of the people here are total hipsters!”

“Are you a hipster?”

“Fuck no,” she says, laughing back the last of her glass before she hops off to the dance floor.



Haha, so there is a wonderful article in the current issue of Adbusters. Charlie clued me in on it last week and I was just able to get my hands on it this evening. I smiled within the first couple paragraphs. It's an essay analyzing the culture of the "hipster", and details how in generations prior to the current one, there has always been a counterculture from which great artists, songs, literature and ideas were born. Until now. Today there are oodles v-necked, vacant bozos creating nothing, inspiring no one and wallowing in their club photo "celebrity". I know my city is crawling with these kinda guys and gals. Yours too right? Read the article online with the link below. You'll either feel good or feel guilty. Judging by the overwhelming comments below the article, most may get bummed. At Adbusters, and possibly at me. Whatever.





Hipster - The Dead End Of Civilization

A Better Poster Than Before

Ok, truth be told i wasn't too stoked on my Too many Creeps monkey poster. So yesterday I marched my big ol' butt down to the ol' Kinko's, er, FedEx Office. Doesn't have the same ring but whatever. Anyway, this is what came from my labors. I'm a bit more pleased. San Diego, you lucky ducks.

No Paws (No Lions)

So Riverside has only ever reminded me of one thing. The time I went with my dad at age 12 to a Martin Luther King Day softball tournament in Riverside and witnessd two white dads beat the fuck out of a black kid. Until now!! No Paws (No Lions) come from there and they're fantastic. I swear the song below is so stuck in my head it's ridiculous. I seriously listened to it 10 times at least today alone. Keyboards, drums two guys and a frickin' gal. Keep it simple and keep it jam packed with melodies and I'm straight.

Link yrself homegirl: www.myspace.com/nopaws

Greatest Punk Lp Art / Gray Matter's Food For Thought

Last night that fool Nate was over at my house and we was sitting in the ol' patio drinking and carrying on. Amongst other things, we were chatting about the upcoming Fantastic Magic / Ye Olde Maids split 12" lp and what we're going to do for art. We were running through our favorite sleeves from years gone by when I thought of this humdinger. I went in and dragged it out of the ol' archives and we just tripped. Tripped on how perfect it is. It has to be in my top ten record sleeves of all time. And the lp inside? Oh dear. Here's a lil' taste of the perfect sound of Gray Matter's Food For Thought Lp (Dischord, 1984).






p.s. If anyone can do this kind of sleeve art. Pencil or ink that is. Please holler at skullkontrol@gmail.com. I have work for you.

Last Night I Nearly Got Offed By A Meth-Head.

Last night, after Crocodiles' Casbah show, Charles, myself and our friend Matt went to get food. We went to this pretty well-known taco shop in a totally safe area of San Diego. The thing with San Diego is, unfortunately, that it's crawling with speed addicts. I'm not sure if it still is or not, but SD used to be the meth capitol of the world. Anyway, after finishing our food, we started walking to Matt's car to get copies of his band's new album. As we exited the building, we passed this scumbag hitting on a girl. Nothing too unusual. But as we were standing by Matt's car talking, I noticed said scumbag standing across the parking lot staring at us. I made eye-contact with him and he extended his arm and began doing that Roman Emperor thumbs up-thumbs down thing that emperor's did to decide a gladiator's fate. I guess he decided "thumbs down" because he walked over super fast and erratically. When he got to us, he directed all this weird sped-up rage at me. Have you ever seen prison interviews with Charles Manson? This guy was talking like that, totally bonkers. "Xylophone zebra crucifixion paperback! Why is your fixation fixated against my eyes?!" Totally weird shit. He was standing opposite me, breathing super heavy and talking all this random nonsense hyper-fast, like the Micro Machine guy. It wouldn't have been so intimidating if he wasn't so big. The guy was a monster. I'm 6 foot tall and he was definitely taller than me, and looked like he spent all his extra hours lifting weights. He was super agitated. His neck looked like a big, thick erect penis. Veins bulged everywhere. He incessantly pounded his fist into his open palm. Even though he was talking nonsense, the general jist seemed to be him making up his mind whether to murder me or not. We were all trying to calm him down. Matt kept saying, "We're cool, man, we're cool, man." It was like a peace mantra. He rejected Matt's attempt to shake his hand. I kept repeating, "We don't have a problem, man. Every thing's cool, man." My limbs felt numb. In slow motion, he took a really wide swing and connected. It took me a second to determine what had happened. Had I been punched? Or worse, stabbed? Turns out, he only hit me with a bag of food he had stolen from another customer. I was relieved to have beans in my hair, rather than blood. Someone from the restaurant came out and yelled that they had called the police. He said something along the lines of, "If the cops are coming, I'll kill you; then run." He ended up just crossing the street and sitting at a bus stop, where he continued to yell weird shit at us. What an odd situation. Here's a theatrical re-enactment of the events:

Telepathe

In the history of shitstorms, has there ever been a bigger one than Telepathe has gotten in response to their live show? Sheez. I love Telepathe's songs, and if they were to come to my city I'd book the fuck out of 'em. I feel kinda bad for 'em actually. Looks like they had a couple of HIGH profile turkeys and the ol' interweb's ready to crucify. Brandon mentioned one crappy review the other day, so tonight for fun, I went and googled that shit. Fuck. The shit was intense. There were all kinds of bad reviews and millions of shitty comments. Buck up campers, I still like you for what it's worth.

Isn't this still the jam bomb hot cut? YES.

Too Many Creeps / San Diego / Every Sunday

'ello San Diego. Last Sunday we unveiled a new weekly, Too Many Creeps. It takes place every Sunday at the Whistle Stop. here's how are little fuckin' night unfolds, ok?

Every Sunday at 8ish we are screening (on the BIG screen) a classic underground vid or a new premiere or something cool, you know? For instance last Sunday we premiered the new Joy Division documentary. This Sunday we're screening the PBS classic Style Wars. It's a 1982(?) made for PBS documentary on graffiti and it rules. Coming up soon we're doing the early 80's NYC no wave classic Downtown 81. You get it? It all happens every week at 8...ish.

Then after the movie we're playing records by the likes of Pere Ubu, The Raincoats, Slayer, Television Personalities, Black Tambourine, The Fall, Cock Sparrer, R.E.M, The Clean, NO AGE, Husker Du, Blank Dogs, The Cure, Minutemen, Catatonic Youth, Kleenex/Liliput, The Only Ones, Primal Scream, Stereolab, Mika Miko, The Muslims, Dinosaur Jr, The Monorchid, Slant 6, The Who, Beat Happening, My Bloody Valentine, SST, Creation, Rough Trade, Nirvana, The Slits, Dischord, Factory, The Wake, Vivian Girls, Y Pants, Le Shok, The Vaselines, Blank Dogs Orange Juice, yada yada yada. (Although last week due the suds, I played the famous "One In A Million" single by G 'N' R.) Get it?

It's fun, it's weird, and it's freee...EVERY SUNDAY in San Diego.

Oh, one more thing, when I say "we're" I'm referring to Charles Rowell, Brandon Welchez and myself, Mario Orduno.

New Zealanders Circa 1981 : The Clean

You know those songs that just make you feel happy and it works every time you hear them? Like the other month when I posted about that Black Tambourine song? Same thing. Tally Ho by The Clean does me like that. Better yet, all The Clean does me like that. F'n New Zealanders. F'n 1981. Merge released a double disc of all their shit called Anthology. Find it and buy it.







Tally Ho Video On YouToobz


Anything Could Happen Video On YooToubs

Video Rewind : Too Many Creeps By Bush Tetras

This video is kinda the bomb shit. Bush Tetras were some badasses. It's weird that so many better known bands have nothing videowise, but these obscure ass fools have this perfect and clear gorgeous video up. Man New York must have been the shit in '82.

New Crocodiles 7" Single Available For Pre-Order

Oh hi there. For those of you clamoring to hear what Crocodiles sound like, your wait is almost over. On their Myspace account you can now pre order the upcoming Neon Jesus 7" single. You can even do yourself a favor and order two and get both covers! Fuck it.

Crocodiles Myspace And Pre-Order Spot