Hey Kids,
It’s been a while, how’s shit been? Keeping the mosh pit alive and well and free of the pit-dicks as well I hope.
Sorry it has been a season since I had anything written up. I am pretty sure the last thing I did was a band of the week for the Bloody Hells. Come to think of it, yeah, that’s been about it. While others have been banging away at their keyboards, I’ve been not banging away at my keyboard leaving it in a very “I’m not getting banged” Peggy Bundy style setting. Poor horny board.
Well, anyways, to keep you up to speed in what has been the life of Davey Wasted, I’ve been doing very little. I’ve learned a lot, but still done very little. You see at the beginning of the summer, I fucked my back up. Two years in a row where right at the beginning of the summer, my back takes a turn and I wind up being next best thing to a cripple. Shitty, so my music took a hit in a large manner.
But, it presented itself as an excuse to get writing more and concentrate on listening to music, writing some music, finding new music and of course, hard core gaming and porn. This actually excited me. Then, I lost both my computers to catastrophic butt failure. For those of you whom are not very apt with the technological side of things, it means that they essentially blew up and are now more like paperweights than anything.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
So, no touring, my show load was cut into a fraction of what it was supposed to be, I had to leave a band, I couldn’t write, I had not means of digging the internet for new music, there was no gaming, and of course no porn, but lots of jerking off. There are many other things that took place and did not take place throughout the summer, but that there is what we will make mention of. But, with that being said, I am obviously behind the wheel of a computer again. It’s morning, I’m still reasonably soberish kinda sorta, and been wanting to do a write up for a bit now, so let’s do this.
Here are some of the moments in music I can share that have taken place since we last spoke….
As you know, one of my favorite bands is the Gypsy Bears. Well, it was not too long ago, but they played their last (for a very long time to say the least) show. It was a Halloween house party that I think few will remember much of, but nobody that was there will forget. It was a great night that featured a very hungover, but still somehow rad as fuck set from The Rigormorticians. They played the night before and were up until the early hours of the morning that day drinking very hard. Even the drummer, Rory “Fiendish” McDonald had refused a beer upon his arrival. The drummer said no to suds. That’s the true sign your band went too far the night before. But, true to their ways, they tore it up. The swan songs of Calgary’s horror rock filled a crowded basement as people sang along happily to fast paced psychobilly infused punk rock. You could smell the talent, the booze and the hangover as they made each song count. I can’t remember if they played it that night, but I think everyone should listen to 1-2-3 C.H.U.D. Fuck I love that song.
The Difficult Brown played and it was less than stellar, the songs, although catchy enough, you could tell they got to the party and drank. And by drank, I mean get really fucked up. By the end of the set, the motley crew of drunk asses went about telling bad jokes and exchanging costumes with a female attendee of said party. They were fun, and good for a laugh, but better sets of theirs could be found and word around the campfire is a new recording is coming up.
And then we said goodbye to the Bears. The basement packes, a fog machine making it impossible to see much, they ripped through the set like it was the last time they would ever get laid. Jake and Samson were Mario and Luigi (if I gotta explain, just stop here and never speak to me again) and Scott was rocking a Popeye outfit so it was cartoonish goodtimes. With guest vocalists, kind words and the promise that there will be future shows (far, far in the furture) they played themselves off in a way that they started. Making the house party come alive and giving people an experience they will be talking about for ages to come. So long guys, we’ll see you in a couple years.
Moving on, The Calgary Beer Core has fired up the bands and have kicked off an ambitious and very cool idea. Over the years, the organization has had many, MANY, shows that are billed as “Punk vs. Metal” where a split of metal and punk bands alternate sets and bring the best of both worlds together. This year, it is a twenty band series that is going on between The D and Vern’s wehere the winners of each show, go onto play a Ten Bands For Ten Bucks New Years show at Dickens pub. From beginning to end, this should prove rad as fuck. It’s already started to check out www.calgarybeercore.com for further details.
Pervcore, holy fuck. I’ve had the pleasure of sharing a stage with those kids this past summer and I will tell ya, they tore it up. Fast songs with content that would make a guilty catholic priest blush they pushed through song after song relentlessly. Sharp punk attitude with a very metal style of sound, the dual female fronted crew of stage vets crushed their songs with no apology and left a crowd of foaming and sweaty patrons begging for more of their unique and original brand of perversion. I for one and am stoked to see one of Calgary’s most respected couples hit the stage together Emi, Kuba, your shit fucking stinks and it’s rad. Thank you. You can check them out with Legion Of Goons at Lord Nelsons Sunday, November 10th.
BDFM are done. It’s over. And from that, comes Citizen Rage. Thrash hardcore in the same vein as BDFM only now, it is more direct and in your face. They have played one show so far and those who saw it were brought back to an older day in Calgary’s second coming of hardcore. It was fast, it was heavy, it was everything you would have expected and hoped for. Really excited to check them out again and can’t wait for the first disk to drop. Follow them on the facebook at https://www.facebook.com/pages/Citizen-Rage/408722289229035 and tell them Davey sent you. I’m trying to score a free shirt and anything helps.
Sled Island is coming back! They put out in a public statement that the huge amounts of people that did not ask for their money back from last years events which were cancelled due to flooding, meant they were able to manage the loss well and can move forward with events this year! I am glad to see that something of this magnitude can carry on as I feel anything that provides music to people and grabs their attention is important. On a more personal side note, I will be leaving town that week wearing my “Fuck Sled Island” shirt that I had custom made for less than the cost of going to see the shows they hold. Like I said, good on you guys, you get people listening to music. That shit is important, and I can respect that. But when I have to pay twenty five bucks to see a band that I have been on tour with and played shows not even a couple month before hand for ten bucks, yeah, nope. Fuck that. And don’t try and justify it to me, I’ve been involved in booking too long to buy into that shit. Your rooms will be packed, the cash boxes will be full, the volunteers will get the ever important feeling of self worth, my money is not needed.
For those who are excited for this, don’t let my jaded asshole opinion stop you. Seriously, go, get into music and when it is done, please, keep that spirit alive and come see your locals that are on stage every weekend playing their hearts out. Don’t wait for festivals, just go and enjoy music whenever you can, because you can.
Well, fuck me, at the 1,500 word mark I see I have gone on long enough and gotta get my ass to school. I am leaving a shit ton out so we will be back again soon with bands of the week, some ranting some raving and potentially some good links on where to find some quality por….. new music and local bands!
See you in the pitt!
Davey
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