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Friday, January 21, 2005
Kevin wants the world to know that the mail server recently took "a poopslide," which I imagine to be something akin to a Slip 'N Slide, except involving a rack-mounted server and...yeah. Regardless, he's cleaned it up, and the guys have received most of the mail that was sent in that time. However, you may just want to play it safe and re-send any correspondence that was sent in the last couple days, as it not only will guarantee the guys will read it, but it makes them feel warm and fuzzy with love.

- Monty Soda's Michael Circus 
  posted by marmida-san  @ 10:02 AM
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Holy crap. Saturday's show at the M Bar was a surprise attack of kickass, like a Pearl Harbor bombing of Jack Daniels.

Thanks to Phillip Roebuck for blowing my damn mind with his one man band set. The Banjo Ninja (thanks, Nick) rocked the house with a furious banjo in his hands, a drum on his back (and feet?), and a crazy song in his throat. Two kids straight outta the Beastie Boys' "Sabotage" video had a square dance battle. Badass.

The band went on to deliver an assrocking set, crowned by an encore consisting of none other than Black Sabbath, by Black Sabbath, off the album Black Sabbath. Who says a funk band can't play rock? To top it all off, Matt Spizer assaulted the band with some well-timed confetti.

The charges were dropped, except those by the cleanup crew.

And to all of you who missed out - SUCKERS!!!

- Unmic'd Mike 
  posted by marmida-san  @ 7:58 PM
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
For those of you that were somehow unable to attend the incredulity that was New Years at the Double Down, sleep peacefully tonight with the knowledge that they survived the ordeal, one and all, and have nursed themselves back to good health and respiratory function.

Apparently it was a wild night - the guys reflected on it as follows:

Kevin:

"Long time traveling, off a plane, hit a couch, up again and onto a van. curl up in the crawlspace, wheelwell for my pillow. awakened by the sound of SLEEP (ironic?) last dance at the chez-bippy lounge. quiettime in a nice lady's room who generously donated me some afternoon space to explore asleep. non-stop rock i dream of bombastic BLACK SABBATH tonal abuse. rise from this slumber to find only closed coffee shops....what kind of new year is this? BOOOOO.

Tattoo ladies believe me when I express my interest in your art, but this skin i'm in is marked too much already. maybe next time i'll change my mind.

Somewhere in here there are three words worth repeating, and from the trip in years to come i'll have three memories i can't help keeping, but I won't say which ones."


Mike:

"Usually our sets start with the volume knob on 8 and end on 11. This one started on 11, especially the mandolin to Ben's dismay and my delight. I had some soup, played with the nun and rang in the new year by fucking."


Jason:

"1) Listening to Sleep's "Jersalem" in the van on the way to Vegas as the clouds swept across the late afternoon desert.

2) Having a great conversation about life, spirituality, and the cleansing element of fire with our Vegas friend Nicole (she of the long black dreads, multiple pierces, and wondrous tattoos) while the New Years fireworks were going off in the background.

3) Taking a great nap with a fuzzy cat ("Jove") at Kate and Devon's house on their comfy couch, then waking up and drinking beer while reading a great book, with the same aforementioned cat on my lap.

4) Playing "Black Sabbath" at full tilt for our second encore at Matteo's in Boulder City, and having the crowd go totally freaking bonkers!

5) Last but not least, Matt Spizers' "above and beyond the call of duty" one-man act at the Chez Bippy Lounge, wherein he sang jazz, schmoozed with the crowd, and told jokes like a Borscht Belt veteran."


Soda:

"Has any one seen Matt Spizer's cousin grammy? If he is still there have him call his cousin Matt, I found the car."


Ben:

"I'd especially like to thank the sovereign city-state of Las Vegas Nevada for providing us with the fireworks display we needed to open our act properly. I'd also like to thank them for setting the fireworks off OUTSIDE the club, cause I'm enjoying my life and wish it to continue. Also I'd like to thank the van for being equipped with such a nice heating system. Finally, I'd like to thank myself for bringing along the Melvins' Bullhead album to torture everybody with on the ride home. Thank you, Me! You're ACES!!!"


Sabbath, Melvins, whatever. Stay tuned for what wickedness M Bar way comes.

And, as if a constant barrage of live musical mastery wasn't enough, stay tuned for the impending release of a kickass LIVE VIDEO DVD from the band's kickass performances at the kickass ALLEN THEATER. Complete with all the Soda, Ben, Kevin, Matt, Mike, Jason, Maltese, Chat Matt, and Russ you can handle, plus, two ENTIRELY NEW songs. Kick. Ass.

- The Mike Reloaded 
  posted by marmida-san  @ 4:20 PM