Here are pictures that I took at Babyland on April 3rd, 2019. The lineup was Torso, Eel, Peace Talks? and De Rodillas.
Torso:
Eel:
Peace Talks?:
De Rodillas:
Monday, May 27, 2019
Gooski's, 3/30/2019
Here are pictures that I took at Gooski's on March 30th, 2019. The lineup was Hub City Stompers, Submachine and the Microbials.
Hub City Stompers:
Submachine:
Microbials:
Hub City Stompers:
Submachine:
Microbials:
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Oh, Shit
Earlier this week, a column about
office bathrooms appeared on the City Paper website. This brought up
a slew of bad memories from my time in corporate hell. In addition
to the previous bit of awfulness that I had described here,
flashbacks to other instances came flooding out of the depths of my
brain.
Over the course of twenty years, I
have worked at four different buildings around town for the same
company. Each location has been a nightmare in some way, shape or
form when it comes to the restrooms.
Lightbulbs blow out and never get
replaced so donning a reading light or a miner's helmet is necessary
when something goes south. Hot water tanks have broken and have
taken a fiscal quarter to be repaired. Someone had once ripped a
paper towel dispenser off of the wall and it was replaced with an
additional soap dispenser. At one location, the thermometer for the
radiator broke so the heat was on full blast 24/7. It would get so
hot that the door handle on the outside of the bathroom would be warm
to the touch.
There is no one to reach out to
directly to fix maintenance problems. There is a website to submit
building issues to and the mythical “they” will get to them when
they get to them. I'm sure this is part of the company initiative to
make it suck so bad to come to work that everyone will quit.
I have survived the bathroom at CBGB's
and lived to tell the tale. What some of my fellow humans have done
in an office setting is downright fucking bizarre compared to
anything that I witnessed go down at CB's. Since I probably spend
more time at work than anywhere else, I try to treat the men's room
with a little more respect than the trough at the average sports
stadium.
One of my earliest encounters with the
weirdness of office bathrooms was when I worked the evening shift at
a building downtown. I walked into the restroom to find a group of
homeless men freshening up in the sinks while in varying states of
undress. There was an odor that I could only describe as a punch in
the nervous system. These guys clearly needed to wash up. As I am
no rat, I politely turned around, exited the bathroom and ventured to
one of the other floors in the building. I'm guessing that they
gained access to the building because of the post 9/11 vigilance of
the security guard that could usually be found sleeping at the front
desk.
There was also a guy that used to make his
morning oatmeal in the men's room. That is not a euphemism. He
would literally dump a packet of oatmeal into a bowl and mix it with
hot water out of the tap. In the men's room. Instead of using the
sink in the kitchenette that was around the corner from the bathroom. He would make his oatmeal after he did his lunges across the row of
stalls and urinals. He would also try to have a conversation with
anyone and everyone that would have poor enough timing to end up in
the bathroom at the same time as him. While he was making his
breakfast and doing his exercises. As if using a public bathroom
wasn't harrowing enough, let's add in food prep, a Jane Fonda workout
and an unhealthy dose of idle chit chat.
Then there was the guy that would
gorge himself on McDonald's until he would end up in the bathroom
heaving it all back up. Every day he would come walking into the
building with a large enough bag of food that you'd think he bought
it for his work group but no. He would sit in the common area and
jam McMuffins and pancakes in his face until start time and within
the first hour of his shift he'd completely destroy the bathroom for
everyone else in the office for the rest of the day since the
cleaning crew only showed up once a day.
More recently, there was a member of
management that was always in the bathroom yelling into his cellphone
while on conference calls. Not only would he talk at ear splitting
volumes, he would slam the stall doors and flush multiple times, not
really concerned with concealing the fact that he was in the shitter
to all of the other people on the conference call while his phone was on
speaker. And I'm astonished that this animal didn't have a
persistent case of pink eye. He wouldn't think to put the phone down
long enough to wash his hands. He would go from the stall, right out
the door and touch everything along the way back to his office. I
wouldn't have been shocked to have seen him scoot along the floor on
his bare ass at some point. Luckily, he failed upward and took a job
somewhere else in the company so he now has the opportunity to wipe
his butt germs all over a different building.
Humans are gross and unbearably
selfish creatures that don't seem to pay too much attention to their
impact on the world around them. They don't really think more than
five minutes ahead of where they currently are. And if things don't
affect them directly, then who gives a shit, someone else will have
to deal with it. No wonder our species is walking backwards into
extinction with blinders on.
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
At The Intersection Of “What The Fuck Is Going On?” And “I Guess We Are That Dumb”
Between
an outbreak of the measles and passing laws to punish women for
practicing bodily autonomy, we are plummeting back to the good old
days of the 1600s. Not to mention another school shooting and trying
to “middle of the road” the earth turning into Arrakis. Way to
go humans. We have really stuck the landing over the past few weeks.
The
nationwide outbreak of measles has finally hit the Pittsburgh area. Personally, I'm shocked that it took as long as it did to get here. With the amount of nostalgia that people clamor over themselves for
in this town, bringing back an eradicated disease like it was the
McRib seems like it would be right up every Yinzers collective alley.
I don't
know who would be more insufferable to be stuck in an elevator with:
the person who takes medical advice from a celebrity known for
sticking her tongue out and farting on MTV or the person that thinks
they can pray away illness so they don't feel the need to take their
children to a doctor.
I want
to know what it's like to be able to firmly believe that a figment of my
imagination would be able to save me from illness thus forgoing
modern medicine. These folks are the Flying Wallendas of logic. If
they do have a medical procedure done, they will praise God for a
positive outcome instead of the doctor that performed the procedure. Claiming that God created the doctor and gave said doctor the
knowledge of medical science. By that logic, they should be all
about getting a vaccine because God created the scientist that
discovered the vaccine. I guess that leap of faith only goes so far
before landing head first in the holy water.
Some
people are so smart that they fell for the Russian internet bots that
push anti-vaccine horseshit for no other reason than to try to plant
the seeds of divisiveness among the American populace. Well, it
worked and someone in the Russian government earned a bonus this year
for their work also leading to an outbreak of a communicable disease. Two birds with one stone, comrade. Although, it really couldn't
have been that difficult since they targeted the same people that
took medical advise from Jenny McCarthy because it seemed like a good
idea at the time.
As if
being saddled with people that are too stupid to vaccinate their
children wasn't bad enough, we've also got state representative Daryl
Metcalfe introducing legislation that would protect these dipshits
from discrimination, on the basis of religious grounds. They'll be able to
go wherever they want within the Commonwealth to spread disease and
the rest of us will be powerless to stop them unless we want to face
a lawsuit. This means that protections for made up bullshit is more
important to Metcalfe than protections from actual disease.
I used
to always wonder how Metcalfe kept getting reelected until just
recently. I had to venture into his district for a family dinner at
Cracker Barrel, of all places. Not only is there a mountain of white
flight wealth in his district, I also noticed that there seems to be
some sort of inbreeding program going on in the northern suburbs of
the Pittsburgh area. On a cursory glance, a lot of my fellow diners
shared more than a few facial features. I don't know if it was from
the water that's been polluted by fracking or if everyone was cousins
but I felt like I was stuck in the Twilight Zone. There was a
definite vibe in the room of the lights being on but absolutely no
one home.
Metcalfe's
special flavor of home spun hate and bigotry would most certainly
play well with that crowd. His constituents wouldn't really care how
much he sells them out to big business as long as he keeps them safe
from the gays, the non-whites and women that aren't subservient.
. . .
Frightened,
white boy infested state legislatures are becoming quite the problem
of late, believe it or not. Alabama, Mississippi, Georgia and Ohio
have all passed some of the most aggressive, misguided and
anti-science abortion laws, in recent history.
Even
Pennsylvania started to test the waters this week with the passage of
a partial ban. Hopefully, our governor will see fit to get his
favorite pen out of the drawer and veto the living daylights out of
the thing.
In some
of these bills, exemptions for rape and incest have been removed. Miscarriages can somehow be prosecuted. If a rapist is acquitted,
the victim can be charged with a crime for terminating the pregnancy
because that makes sense. And I'm sure I'm missing a few other awful
details that have been jammed into these bills.
The
bill in Ohio beats out all of the other states to win the science
fiction prize for dumb assery. They have included a provision that
would force a woman to undergo a medical procedure that doesn't
exist. In ectopic pregnancies, the egg has not left the fallopian
tube before fertilization. The fetus ends up implanting itself and
growing in the tube. Once this happens, the fetus is no longer
viable and the woman's life is in danger. The Ohio legislature
thinks there is a medical procedure that can transplant the fetus
from the tube to the uterus.
No such
procedure exists. They made it up and now it's a law and my brain
hurts. A simple Google search by a staffer could have shed some
light on this information but no one seemed to be too concerned about
it.
One of
the intentions of this series of laws is to get in front of the
Supreme Court in an effort to have Roe v. Wade overturned. With two
incompetent judges recently appointed, that seems to be where this is
headed. This is the outcome of people not liking Hilary Clinton
enough to get off of their couches to cast a vote. Pigfuckers of
every stripe and on every level feel emboldened by the current
situation and lives are in danger.
Apathy
toward off-year, local elections is another reason why we are knee
deep and head first in this shit. State legislatures and courts are
stacked with idiots all over the country because most people care
more about American Idle results than who ends up being their
representative in Congress.
Local
elections do matter. I forget who pointed it out to me but always
remember that the mayor from Jaws was still the mayor in Jaws
2. And if there was ever a pigfucker that deserved to be sent
packing it was that guy.
Imagine
the uproar of white male privilege if we started regulating jerking
off and medications for broken dicks as much as these assholes are
trying to regulate the bodies of women. This is all about control. If this was about the lives of children wouldn't our schools be
funded? Wouldn't social programs that aid in the nurturing of
children have some much cash laying around the social workers would
be tripping over it?
If this
was about children, maybe something more than thinking and praying
would be accomplished when a school gets shot up. Maybe we should
put the guns away until folks learn how to deal with their feelings
without hurting others. Let's take this idea of living in a made up
past as far as we can and live in a time without firearms. Sure
there were clubs and rocks but those are a little more manageable for
bystanders to get by than a fully loaded magazine.
This
has nothing to do with children. The fragile, white male ego feels
power slipping from its grasp so now it's lashing out in all
directions. Fuck immigrants. Fuck people of color. Fuck the LGBTQ
community. And fuck women. Progress is showing these shitheads the
door and they are trying to do as much damage as they possibly can on
their way out.
. . .
The
Great American Stupid is clutching to a history that never existed. Nostalgic for fictitious times, this beast is trying to make us all
adhere to its narrow worldview no matter who or what gets stepped on.
Earlier
this week, Joe Biden tried to say that measures to combat climate
change were negotiable. This was a perfect demonstration of Stupid
not having a party affiliation. When the world is burning and there
are wars over food and water I'm sure we'll be able to negotiate the
terms of our extinction. Dumb ass.
. . .
Hopelessness
abounds.
Sunday, May 5, 2019
Mulberry's, Cleveland 3/23/2019
Here are pictures that I took at Mulberry's, up in Cleveland, on March 23rd, 2019. The lineup was Minority Threat, MAAFA, Soul Glo, Killer Of Sheep and For Your Health.
Minority Threat:
MAAFA:
Soul Glo:
Killer Of Sheep:
For Your Health:
Minority Threat:
MAAFA:
Soul Glo:
Killer Of Sheep:
For Your Health:
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