Sunday, June 29, 2008

Friday, June 27, 2008

Guitar + Ear

I'm in a new band now, and during practice in a fit of being stupid and failing to be funny, I nailed my own ear with the butt of my SG. This was 5 days ago and it still really hurts. I fear I'm going to get cauliflower ear from it.

What an embarassing story that'll be to tell.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Cat Nap

Here is a picture of my cat sleeping in front of my computer.

I can't stop listening to the new World Burns To Death.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

5 second movies

I found the 5 Second Movie motherload:

Recommended viewing: Batman and Robin, Beetlejuice, Kindergarden Cop, Memento, Titanic, Terminator 2, Star Wars: Episodes I, II, and III, Star Trek 2 and 4.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

More 5 Second Movies

Someone's putting the kibosh on all the 5 second movies. Fucking imperialist pigs.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

DMX, American Idol

Not that I expect everyone to be and stay politically active, but I think this next US presidential race is setting big precidents in terms of deconstructing long held traditions in American culture and government. Even if the dems don't win, the fact that a woman and a black man could fight each other for a nomination (and the black man essentially winning), you'd think everyone, whether they agree or not would have a basic clue as to what's going on.

And then, DMX goes and proves me wrong. When these are the guys that our youth are looking up to, I suppose nothing about the state of the nation should surprise me anymore:

Are you following the presidential race?
Not at all.

You’re not? You know there’s a Black guy running, Barack Obama and then there’s Hillary Clinton.
His name is Barack?!

Barack Obama, yeah.

What the fuck is a Barack?! Barack Obama. Where he from, Africa?

Yeah, his dad is from Kenya.
Barack Obama?

What the fuck?! That ain’t no fuckin’ name, yo. That ain’t that nigga’s name. You can’t be serious. Barack Obama. Get the fuck outta here.

You’re telling me you haven’t heard about him before.
I ain’t really paying much attention.

I mean, it’s pretty big if a Black…
Wow, Barack! The nigga’s name is Barack. Barack? Nigga named Barack Obama. What the fuck, man?! Is he serious? That ain’t his fuckin’ name. Ima tell this nigga when I see him, “Stop that bullshit. Stop that bullshit” [laughs] “That ain’t your fuckin’ name.” Your momma ain’t name you no damn Barack.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Boz Bar Bar

This is a myspace bulletin I'm just posting here because the bulletins aren't working right now and I don't want to lose all this now that I've typed it:

The shit is finally hitting the fan. Tonight we'll play our second to last show at Bar Bar with Clinging to the Trees of a Forest Fire and Tarrustbleedingskindirtskygasoline. On Saturday, we'll play our final show (ever? EVER!?!?!) at the Larimer Lounge with La Columna Quebrada, Wake of Suffering, and Tarrushbleedingskindirtskygasoline.

The show tonight will start around 9:00. There will be a small admission at the door. Bar Bar is about a block from the old location of Monkey Mania/KOD on 21st and Champa (I think). Look for the degenerates hanging about.

Plus, our act is finally getting together with new offerings. Tonight we'll have special 2 sided shirts for our final shows. We printed a very limited amount of these and will be selling them tonight and Saturday (if there's any left). Here's a peek:



As well, Saturday will double as our record release show! Over a year in the making, headache after headache, we've finally finished our 5 song record, NAZARENE HALLUCINATIONS. We'll be making a limited amount for our last show only, and will be hand numbered little nuggets of future nostalgia. Sorry kids, these won't be ready for tonight, so Saturday will be the day! Here's a little sneek peek at the cover art:

See you tonight!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Boz shirt

I had new Bosnia shirts made for our last shows. As per all of our visuals, I did the design work. I'm pretty proud of how they came out.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Cage/MMA Fighting

I'm seriously obsessed with it.

Flea Market

We braved the heat today to go to the Mile High Flea Market. Hadn't been there in about a year, and usually only go when we're looking for something specific. I didn't have any finds in mind, but picked up this gem for $1.00. ONE FUCKING DOLLAR. Probably about a late 70's JVC. Besides cleaning a couple decades of grime off of it, it looks to be in good condition, save for needing a new stylus.

At no extra cost, I got my very own copy of Stacy Lattisaw's Let Me Be Your Angel: