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11.08.2005

puke

Fuck shit up...

Sometimes ya just gotta fuck shit up, no matter where you are or what your doing you just get this idea in your head "man im gonna fuck something up" things need to get smashed, for the good of man kind, a long time ago we came up with a theory, it's not realy justifiable to your standerds perhaps but it made sense then and every now and again it still does.

Lets say your day sucked realy bad, or even your life, instead of taking it out on your friends and feeling like a burden you decide to play fate and ruin 20 other peoples day that you don't even know by lets say slashing there tires or smashing there windows. Now ya know that joe smoe with a wife and kids is gonna be pissed hes gotta work even harder to replace his windsheld and even buy some new tires, so by ruining his day you ruin his hole familys day casu they gotta put up with his shit, then the kid goes the school and pulls some girls hair and then joes wife goes and cheat s on him , and so on and so forth, shit put on others peoples shoulders. And all this started because some one pissed you off enough to go smash shit, do you see the cycle, it's infinit it has no beginning or no end, were just playing our part in society, our revenge, our shit past on to some one else for the time being, now the morally right would say they would never and that any one that smashes windows and shit is involved in an act of stupidity, but fuck that would you rather smash a window or your friends face, on top of that fuckign shit up is great anger management at other peoples expence, and they should pay for it just because. And that's the justification just because, just because they didn't give a buck to a bum, just because they didn't get there daughter a a dress, just because they talk shit, just because they hate, just because, just because there fucking human and need to pay. Some were somehow this clicked in our young fuct up heads.

Fuck shit up

Fuck cops
have a nice day
ps
Oh yea, don't let people fuck you cause it sux expectialy when you don't know there gonna fuck you and just up and fuck you up the ass then it just realy hurts that they just fucked u without warning then some people, you know are gonna fuck you ,you can see it in there eyes but for some reason you let them fuck you anyways mabe you just wanted to get fuct in the first place. This isn't about sex it's about 20 bucks pay up fucker

greezus chrust

lansing, lansing, lansing.... capital city. so i ran into joe from forever youth at the last warehouse show in muskegon, and it turns out he lives in lansing now too, and has put on a couple shows at his house, that i haven't been to, but i heard they were pretty dope. i didn't find out until it was too late. mac's bar (macsbar.com) has a lot of good shows coming up, including a victory records tour tomorrow night for all you straight-edgers out there. i haven't been there yet, but the temple club (templeclub.com) has a lot going on too... like the reverend horton heat and a lot more- local/national... but like i said, i haven't been there yet, but i do know it's an old church... sounds kinda cool anyways.

since lowlife started, i've had a few people come up to me and they couldn't believe i was playing bass. when did you learn how to do that? i didn't. i'm a hell of a faker. it's punk rock. and it's all by ear. i don't know shit. so there you have the truth....

jessi sadistic

I've started a series. I'm alphabetically going to go through bands that I dig. The entries may be varied. Some will be about shows I've been to, some will be about shows I wasn't at, and most of them will be about which releases by that band that I've recently freaked out to. Nothing wrong with freaking out about a good record. In fact, me freaking out to music has probally saved a life or two.

Here goes:

A is for: Angry Samoans

I honestly do not recall when I first heard the Samoans, and it saddens me that it wasn't until I was in my teens before I compleatly fell in love with this band. With a mixture of compleat hilarity, and abrasiveness, they are thee compleate punk rock package. The group's attitude towards the musical establishment and society in general was something that was compleatly their own. Not many bands had the balls to say exactly what they had on their mind, and that's one thing the Samoans have always done. Rumors of homosexuality have went unfounded. Personally, I feel this to be rumor due to the lyrical contant of several songs, not based on actual incidents involving members of the band. I've yet to find any information on homosexual action, although it is understandable why one would think them to be "closet cases" with the amounts of apparent homophobia previlant in the Samoans lyrics. I suppose some people don't understand sarcasim. Along with X, Black Flag, Fear and the Circle Jerks, the satirical to the point of injury Angry Samoans were amongst the first coming of punk rock in the West coast. The Angry Samoans were formed in the summer of 1978. Founded by singers and guitarists "Metal" Mike Saunders and Gregg Turner, who had previously teamed with fellow writer Richard Meltzer in the group Vom. (If you haven't checked out VOM, DO! Kryptonite records released a 7inch a few years back, and it is fantastic. I'll tape it for you if you request for such things). They origionally decided on Saunders' brother Kevin on guitar, bassist Todd Homer and drummer Bill Vockeroth, and started out as a Dictators cover band. They then debuted in 1980 with the EP Inside My Brain, highlighted by "Get Off the Air," their jab at KROQ deejay Rodney Bingenheimer and the L.A. musical community. Two years later,they released Back from Samoa. Soon, the band grew disenchanted with "punk" culture, and they spent the next several years lying low: guitarist Steve Drojensky replaced Kevin Saunders in 1984, Vockeroth went on hiatus, and Jeff Dahl temporarily stepped in for "Metal" Mike in 1985, but by and large the group was dormant until 1987's Yesterday Started Tomorrow. Problems with their label and fighting amongst themselves led the band to call it quits after recording 1988's STP Not LSD. Several members of the Samoans have released solo albums, which I personally haven't go into too much. Metal Mike is currently fronting a new Samoans line up, playing infrequantly, only in California, and only on Saruday nights at all ages venues. And according to friends of mine who ran into him in Cali while on tour, Metal Mike also hocks Samoans t-shirts and other misc. merch in the parking lot of venues after shows. Reportedly, that's where Nick G's Samoans vest came from. I'm not sure if I'd be down with seeing them at this point, but if they did decide to tour the midwest, I would be there. Some of the best memories of my life involve listening to the Samoans. If I had to think of a time where I was absolutly happy, it would have to be pogoing around the kitchen of the Twitch house, screaming with Magoo to "Lights Out", fist in the air... scared street punks with their backs against the wall, wanting to know who was this band that was driving us mad.

That band was the Angry Samoans.

Jessay Sadistic
imanupstart@hotmail.com

mike sardine

so here it goes...another week in the world of competition, which can be good and bad, i guess. I'm a victim; we all are. You see someone doing something you enjoy and think to yourself, "I could do that better." Maybe you do, maybe you could work that fretboard until your fingers are raw and they'd still be plucking G, C, and D major chords. Or maybe you could pack a Hookah head better than them, but you just keep your mouth shut so you can bitch at them when it doesn't smoke right. But you know what, maybe it's about compassion and understanding, not criticism. When I told a friend to try a different chord progression on guitar, they retorted, "oh yeah, i forgot you know how to play better than anyone." NO, you defensive shit, it's because i've worked for hours plucking away when i don't have a drum set to rock, and i wish someone would have given me some insight, a different aspect to help me advance as a musician. But i guess you have to empathetic, not a critic. Yep not much to say, just think of your past before you laugh at people in the present. words from the not-so-wise but well learned.

derek

what a hell of a shit town. ive got sur 13 to the right and latin kings to the left that fuck what should i do. i cant fight all of them. i got some respect for the lk but the god damn sur keep writing shit on all of the small bussiness in my neighbor hood. most of which are mexican resturaunts and video shops. way to ruin your own society morons. or how about all of latin american murals down grandville avenue that they spray painted shitty hand styles all over. wow they look pretty serious. ha yeah right. but ill let them sell pot and keep to them selves cause they dont seem to start shit with people other than the lk. so atleast they fuck with the people who have problems with them. id just wish they would not spray all of the small bussiness thier community is trying to make look nice so those kids might have a chance at a future. but no they just fuck it all up. no body from grand rapids reads this shit. well thats all i seem to be hearing and noticing. let us know your alive shit.