Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
CAMERA CLUB
Way back when, the only way one could get one's hands on a picture of some titties was by subscribing to a service called a Camera Club. That's how Irving Klaw made his mint and how Betty Page got her start. I read an article on the World Wide Web theorizing the advent of modern tools and the consumption of pornography. Case in point: The World Wide Web and Internet Porn. Let's face it, the driving force behind Video-On-Demand, Webisodes and the almighty faster connection speed is driven by men's primitive need to see titties in action. We're visual, it's nature.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
JOSH BOHANNON
On Julie's ROLLING STONERS blog there's been lots of references to Mr. Josh Bohannon. Here's a picture of Josh smoking at Rich's house with Lil' Mike lounging in the background. We all played in a band together called The Electric Nazarene. Josh played bass, Mike and I played guitar and Chris Grundy played drums.
I don't care what people say, Josh is classic.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
Sunday, April 02, 2006
LINK WRAY
One of my all-time favorites is Link Wray. Link Wray embodies all that rock and roll is. "He is the King; if it hadn't been for Rumble, I would have never picked up a guitar." - Pete Townsend
Julie and I were in a band with John and Keith called The Bee's Knees and we swindled our way onto a Link Wray show. We were stoked. And after we played our set, we all went back to Link's dressing room in the hopes of getting our picture with him. We knocked on the door. But he didn't answer. We stood there for a bit until some sobbing woman busted open the door and split. Link Wray chased her out, screaming at her, calling her a whore and shit. We were stunned. He stopped right in front of us and I introduced myself. He smiled and shook my hand and was the niced dude ever. We asked to take our picture with him and he was stoked. Maybe he was manic, who knows. Anywho, turns out the sobbing woman was his sister he hadn't seen since her abortion 10 years before. And being a crazy Christian, Link was still bummed.
But I don't care. I got my picture with him.
Julie and I were in a band with John and Keith called The Bee's Knees and we swindled our way onto a Link Wray show. We were stoked. And after we played our set, we all went back to Link's dressing room in the hopes of getting our picture with him. We knocked on the door. But he didn't answer. We stood there for a bit until some sobbing woman busted open the door and split. Link Wray chased her out, screaming at her, calling her a whore and shit. We were stunned. He stopped right in front of us and I introduced myself. He smiled and shook my hand and was the niced dude ever. We asked to take our picture with him and he was stoked. Maybe he was manic, who knows. Anywho, turns out the sobbing woman was his sister he hadn't seen since her abortion 10 years before. And being a crazy Christian, Link was still bummed.
But I don't care. I got my picture with him.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
SMOKE DOPE
Bummer.