Ah don't even know whar ta start....

Yes, ah know, it's been a while. Unfortunately, ah don't have all tha pics ah hoped ah would just yet fer this update....but ahll try ta give you a quick run-down on all tha awesome shite anyway....

9/12 was Power to the Peaceful a big free hippy festival that features a two hour set by Michael Franti n Spearhead (who is a main organizer of the whole shebang). think13 actually played this festival on tha kids stage last year - which ah shouldve blogged about but didn't. Anyway, it's a big free festival n ah gawt ta hang out w. a bunch of irish people that make me smile n ah don't see that often. Even bettah - ah missed tha acoustic Alanis Morisette set n showed up just in time fer Mr. Franti. Too bad tha weather was cloudy. After that ah went to a basement show at an art gallery ta see my local bike mechanic hit tha skins. Ah think ah gawt pretty drunk that nite in retrospect....

As cool as this was tho, it is completely in tha shadows of 9/15 whar ah saw tha original Bad Brains on a short West-Coast tour tear tha fawk outta Slims here in SF. Opening fer them was my new favorite SF band Sistas in the Pit, a black female power trio. Also this loser rapper POS who was way too emo n whose DJ sucked. But Bad Brains was nothing less then epic AND punk rawk. When they played reggae, ah felt like ah was on mushrooms. Too much fun.

On 9/26 ah partied again like a rawkstar at tha Tour de Fat, a bike festival put on by tha good folks behind Fat Tire. Ah poured beer fer a few hours as a volunteer fer tha San Francisco Bike Coalition (which is full of all sorts of win), n then spent tha rest of tha afternoon drinkin beer n watchin crazy people play musick n walk on stilts. Really. That evenin was topped off w. a (free - awesome!) dinner at the Beach Chalet on Ocean Beach, n then drinks-while-dressed-up fer my friends Bday party in Noe Valley.

Then on 9/27 ah went to tha worlds largest leather/fetish festival, tha Folsom Street Fair, gittin some footage fer an eventual Wee the Band video. Fer tha most part it was a lawt of fun, altho every once in a while youd see some naked dude wankin it, which ah couldve done w.o.

Speakin of my dumb vocal-pop band, we did anutha Ex'pressions video (minus the bass disaster) yestahday n will have new videos up on youtube soon w. our new songs - which are gittin pretty crazy. It's been exactly a year ah think since tha last one - which was our first gig togetha. Despite how weird it is that ahm in that band, ah really continue ta enjoy playin w. them. N they nevah fail ta mention how tha band is completely different since ah joined it (thas what happens when you git a bassist that doesnt suck!)

Anyway, ah hope ta put togetha some pics of my backyard n tha last couple weekends soon n post it fer ya. Howevah, please stay tuned fer my October update - ahm gaein on a detox!

Punk Rawk N Roll

Well, we did it. The Mysterious Odors gawt tha fawk back togetha n rawked out fer a killah weekend in Los Angeles.

Thursday ah werked most of tha day n then hightailed it to tha airport. Aftah some traffic n bollox, ah had a rental car n was on my way ta reunite w. some crazy ass dudes. It all took longah then expected, which was expected, but we ended up in tha same place at tha same time w. some instruments n cans of liquid smarties n then thangs gawt stanky.



It was pretty awesome. We practiced Thursday, Friday, and Saturday evenings. Saturday ah took a visit to an unlikely museum, The Museum of Jurassic Technology. Ah especially enjoyed tha miniature displays (both of em).

Sunday, it was time. We went to Downey, California, and we blew it up. We tore yer head off. We jumped around, fucked a PA, gawt our sparks on, and basically left that place in ruins. Ah still can't believe we didn't git arrested.


Sometime before all this ah gawt pissed off at tha best dispensary in LA fer needin my original documentation, but still managed to end up samplin some of snoop dogg's private reserve.

We decided tha debauchery wasn't ovah yet since ah wasn't leavin until Tuesday, so on Monday we went n recorded ourselves w. both video n audio in tha practice spot. It is ridiculous. Really ridiculous. All we have now is whas on tha site: EXCLUSIVE PREVIEW!

IF anyone ken tell me of free easy software that allows me to cut and paste sections of audio/video in m4v format, ahll git you some real songs too.

Also, we have youtube videos of us enjoyin ourselves aftah tha debaucherous recordin session. We decided we should follow Upper Deck and Chief Limberger to work. N git drunk. Which is exactly what we did.


(in tha parkin lot on top of a van)

Ah drank prolly 7 sparks that day. That was stupid. My stomach hates me.

Anyway, ahm back in SF now, back ta werk tomorrow. Oh yeah, but before ah fergit:

Wee the Band CDs are in my hot lil hands!!!

You will git to enjoy soon. Just lemme settle back in fer a day er so.

Is it bettah ta blog about nuthang....

then ta nawt blog at all? Thoughts?

In sad news, one of my band members suffered a loss in his family so we did not make it to Sacramento last week. He seems to be doing okay, and we're looking forward to rawkin the House of Shields before he goes on tour w/o me this Friday.

Nawt much exciting has happened, altho apparently ah gawt gunk on one of my brake pads n it was startin ta scare me a bit... n then somethang excitin happened:

My friend who ah haven't seen since a few summahs ago in Iowa calls me n invites me to a punk show at her friends house, n ah see her kickass warehouse space n watch 5 folx from chicago play in two different bands w. big assed smiles on thar face n tha one guy tells me that this is tha first time they've really felt appreciated since they left fer tour two weeks ago n it was great. Ah was given an aloe plant ta grow n repotted my cactus who's been suffering, as well as movin em outside fer more sun.

Tha Bay Area knows how ta dae weekends, ah gawta hand it ta them. Doesn't mattah what tha weekdays been like, Saturday n Sunday are usually drop-dead gorgeous tempratures n climates. This aftahnoon ah biked home from Emeryville, partially along tha coast/highway. Tha Bay has a pungent odor, n thar were a ton of dogs at one particular beach havin a blast.

Also watched Super High Me, wherein Doug Benson stops smoking pot for 30 days, and then spends tha next 30 REALLY stoned. He defintely fawked up a lawt more in his standup when he was stoned, er at least thas how it was intended ta come across. As a movie, it was uneven (big surprise), but it had a decent little charm to it, and is tha most potentially mainstream movie ahve seen that adequately describes how medical cannabis works in lovely CA.