A Short Account

I remember the first time I saw a video of The Jesus Lizard, it was during an episode of Beavis and Butt-head. I thought they were from Austin, Texas because David Yow was wearing a cowboy hat (come to think of it, the video was footage of a live show in Austin, I think). Before seeing that video I never realized how drunk Yow, the singer, must have been during the recording sessions. He probably watched a lot of murder movies too.

"Get her out of the trunk! Get her out of the trunk!"

The only "record store" remotely close to my home at the time was a Best Buy. I'd often skateboard/bike/walk there. Along the skinny state road to get there stretched a strange gated community to the west and an even stranger pepper field (considering the suburban surroundings) on the east. I was certain there were maniacal immigrant workers living in a makeshift doghouse on that plot of land, just waiting to toss my freshly butchered corpse into the canal nearby. In passing at night I fled as fast as I could past the half-mile, usually with my walkman on full blast. If they were going to slaughter me, I never wanted to hear it.

I used to do a similar song and dance every time I left my best friend, Mike Orrico's house at night. I'd start out with thirty or so brave walking steps until realizing that Jason or Freddie were right behind, in which case I would bolt home. The Orrico's only lived about 10 houses away, but I swear I've never run so fast in my life.

Anyways, I specifically remember the times I bought Dear You and Diary at that Best Buy. Both cassettes were purchased on separate occasions but the flight home those evenings were of equally mesmerizing measure. I also remember buying Bubble and Scrape on CD during a ritualistic family outing. Every Friday night my dad would take me and my brothers to one of two restaurants, Boca Ale House or Pizza Hut (where dad met his current wife). After dinner, we usually went to a baseball card store or Best Buy (after awhile it was only the latter). On the particular occasion I bought Bubble and Scrape, I was so anxious to hear the album but I also had to go to the bathroom really bad (my brothers and I still joke about the real "Buried Treasure" that belongs to "Captain Jack" at the Ale House). As soon as we got home I grabbed a CD player and hit play before settling done to some serious business.

"It's all a matter, of soul and fire..."

I still remember how disappointed I was... I can't say what I was expecting, but certainly nothing that felt or emotive. It was probably only a few days later that I realized what I fool I'd been. Barlow helped me through the rest of that year (and a few after), I'm certain of it... (more to follow)

Let's Start A Band

The Mummies / What A Way To Die


Lance Hahn


Tullycraft / Georgette Plays A Goth


Gauchos / The Trooper (Maiden Cover)


The Rezillos / Top Of The Pops


Sonic Youth / Goo


Pinhead Gunpowder / Losers Of The Year

The Finest Hour

Remember when we found that giant jawbreaker in the pocket of your jean jacket years after.

This is not a poem.

My pants were once black but now they are wine (rit dye).
My shoes were once wine but now they are black (leather dye).
My underwears are black except for one pair of wine (cranberry wine).
My socks are black except for one pair of wine (with ducks).
My feces is black when I drink a whole bottle of wine (cueto rioja).

It's no secret... I'm emo.

The Promise Ring / Scenes From France


Rainer Maria / I'll Make You Mine


Mineral / Gloria

Ginger Ale Daydreaming

1. Don't take yourself too seriously
2. Consider spending the money and time at a coin laundry
3. Love others

I made a new friend!

Mixed Emotion Candy

Highlights from the best weekend of the year perhaps...

• Wiffle and Junk Ball with my best friends

• The Hills and their hairy first born

• A new ultimate team-up featuring Jameson and Reed's Ginger (brought to us by another new ultimate team-up, Josh and Amanda)

• Penis Size ≠ Confidence (despite some theories that have arisen... ahem)

• A poetic moment featuring Berman, Newsom and my new friend Daniel

• Phillyside!

• Polly's first turkey, rootabaga power!, and SUGAR COOKIE EGG NOG!

• Greg saying "Don't you ever do this!", singing Amy Grant at the Virgin Megastore, and flying with a jetpack

• Aaron knowing the lyrics to outdated pop songs, being a gypsy with a sackful of melted ice cream and a straw in his pocket, and LOVE IS GOD!

• Filled-up friend quotas

• 18 holes with Peter and Little Joe

• Molten lava

• Hope

There is a God in heaven...

and he knows what I like!

Thanks Israel.

This Past Week...

I managed to:

• destroy my body with florescent inks and oversized printing... creating curses and hatred for screen printing

• polish off 4 bottles of cheap red wine in as many nights

• create my new favorite sandwich consisting of bacon, yellow mustard and bread

• revive my spirit with plasticharge and softhand (these are not sexual references)... sparking my deep love for screen printing

• add to my gay factor by quoting Morrissey on a regular basis

• create my new favorite beverage consisting of tomato juice, worcestershire sauce, tabasco sauce, spanish olives, salt and pepper

• find this masterpiece (see video below) after remembering classic movies/tv shows about my new favorite friends, chimps and orangutans.



Apparently, people are still interested in making human babies (instead of just getting a pet chimp)...


Case in point: The newest twin addition to the Bowen/Eastman family (btw, what is that creamy avocado dollop coming out of the navel? I wish I could do that, add it to a spicy soup... smooth things out a little.)

Also, Petito's Tight Slice designed and printed these earlier this year for Acorn Amps (my brother Tyler's new company)...



and that little baby genius made them into this!