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Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
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12"
1905 - voice
a silver mt zion - he has left us alone
Against me! - reinventing axl rose - black/white
the assistant - s/t - white
The assistant - we'll make the roads by walking
Black Castle - Male pattern bondage
black eyes - s/t
the body - s/t
bouncing souls - maniacle laughter
Breather Resist - Charmer - white
bright eyes - box set
johnny cash - hello, im johnny cash
johnny cash - songs of our soil - first press / white label
catch 22 - keasby nights
champion - promises kept - gray/blue swirl
circle takes the square - as the roots undo
Clikatat Ikatowi - likfe aug 29 +30 1995
Comin Correct - In memory of
the cure - kiss me
Danielson Familie - Brother 2xLP
defiance ohio - share what ya got - 158/625
Deerhoof - Reveille
dinosaur jr
do make say think - winter hymn country hymn secret hymn 2xlp
The evens - s/t
fortunato/give me danger split
godspeed you black emporer - lift your skinny fist's
Gray Matter - thog
hot water music - never ender
hugs - clear / screened
i hate myself - 10 songs
jefferson airplane - bark
billy joel - the stranger
JFFB/Flashbulb memory split - red
lou reed - rock n roll animal
lou reed - walk on the wild side
love like... electrocution - yellow, white ink
minor threat - salad days
the now - repress pre order
orchid - gatefold
Pageninetynine / Majority Rules - split
Pageninetynine / Waifle - repress test 65/150
The Party of Helicopters - Abracadaver
The party of helicopters - space and how sweet it was
Portraits of the past - S/t
The Purpose - s/t
raein - s/t
songs ohia - axxess and aces
submission hold - waiting for another monkey
star wars
this ship will sink
Tragedy - s/t
tragetelo - s/t
Transistor Transistor - Erase all name and likeness
Wayfarers All - comp
willie nelson - columbus stockade blues
yage - anders leben
Yaphet Kotto - the killer was - screened brown cover
-NO COVERS-
New Order - Confusion - UK 1983 FAC 93
Killing Joke - Whats this for...! - US 1981
Love and Rockets - Kundalini express - 1986
Morrissey - Viva Hate - 1988
The Cure - Japanese Whispers - 1983
The Cure - Boys dont cry - UK - 1979 - SPELP 26
Bauhaus - Teeny 2 - 1979 -UK - Small Wonder
Violent Femmes - Blind leading the naked - 1986
10"
ampere - all our tomarrows end today
a petal fallen - visions in blindness
clash - black market clash
kodan armada / gospel - test
j church - the precession of simulacra
breather resist - patent cruciform casket
page ninety nine - document # 8
this bike is a pipe bomb - dance party with
philadelphia sound
get fucked
raein/diatro
cursive - reclusive pic disk
stop it!! - demo / brown
Twelve ounces of courage comp
7"
2 Legs bad. 38 Legs Good - comp - magic bullet
against me - cavalier eternal
against me- crime - white
against me - disco - bby blue
agaisnt me - jordans - black, gold
Air Conditioning/Carpenter ant - split
Ampere / Wolves - split - tour
an albatross / XBXRX - yellow - split
the assistant / forstella ford - split
atom and his package - behold, i shall do a new thing - clear
Between the devil and the deep blue sea - unreleased
The Body / Get Killed split
bouncing souls - ugly bill
bouncing souls - neurotic
bouncing souls - johnny x
bouncing souls - argyle
bouncing souls / zero zero - split
bouncing souls / weston - split
Break the Silence - Intensity/Outlast/59 times the pain/Misconduct
Burden Brothers / Supersuckers - split
Cave In - Anchor
Chisel / brian colin and vince - split
clash - rock the casbah
Comin Correct / Dirtnap
Crestfallen - s/t
Defiance Ohio/One Reason - split
Diesto - s/t
down by law
division of laura lee - need to get some
elliot - s/t
The Emo Armageddon - Comp -
the explosion - steal this
envy - ND 02
fax arcana - s/t
The Fiction/Birthday Boyz - split
The Fire Still Burns - s/t - yellow/200 - red/200
Forsenics - 46/100
forward to death - the hourglass ep
get real - s/t
give me danger! - s/t
Homage to Catalonia / redencion 911 split
hot cross / LTFAR - split
house of low culture - 2x7 repress
hwm - where we belong black, gray
hwm - moments pass - puke green
hwm - picture disk
hwm - alchua - orange
I, robot - exedus
i, robot - 4 old songs
I, Robot / Cable Car Theory - split
The Jazz June - breakdance suburbia
jeromes dream / one am radio - split
Joshua - your world is over
the jukebox scenario - clear
kaiser style
lanemeyer / emanual nice - split
Les Savy Fav - Hold onto Your Genre
lifetime - a dwell find
Lords / coliseum - split - blue
Low- venus
LWL / centsless - split
Lucero/Loggia - split green/pink
neil perry - pic disk
Neil perry / usurp synapse - split
none more black - whats inside bone
operation ivy - hectic
operation ivy - 69' newport
pageninetynine/City of Caterpillar - a split personality - black
party of helicopters - Fairy God Fighters
piebald / cave in - split- white
The Pine / La Quiet - split
police - message in a bottle
police - roxanne
plan a project - use your head
raein - doden marscherar at vast
The Richmond Sluts- sweet something sad city
river city rebels / skatenders - split
royalties - welcome to nj
rumbleseat - california burritos - brown
saves the day - anywhere with you
scream! hello - blue
sinking step, rising eyes - 270/350
snakebite - feel the buzz
Spirit of Versailles - Life on WNYU
survivors - everything you know is wrong - baby blue
sleeper - yellow
There were wires / moment split
They and the children
This ship will sink / Is this real - split
transister x2 / mannequin - split
t rex - telegram sam
t rex - bang a gong
van johnson - ladies and gentmen
Verse - four songs - final press - pink
wesely willis / sublime - split
Weston - Teenage Love Affair
world inferno - pumpkin time
world inferno - our candidate
Worthless/SOV - split
5"
Ampere / WTPY - tour
Usurp synapse/Rep Seki
tapes
a dollar and a dream
wow owls
mass movement of hte moth
the holy fucking spirit
cd demo's
eyeball skeleton - flat top vampire
eyeball skeleton - smokey turtle
eyeball skeleton - bouncing apes
eyeball skeleton - eyeball skeleton
there are witches
welcome the plague year
the jonah complex
howard finster
party of helicopters - the terror continues /21
pineapple! (ted)
win the fight
WANTLIST:
Tip: Back this up to a file somewhere so you have a copy if the board dies.
Cap n' Jazz
Saetia
the assistant- s/t (not white)
Murder City Devils
Defiance ohio
Raein
Self made maps on white
against me - eternal cowboy on white or pink
PATCHES
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Monday, December 13th, 2004
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1: Get your playlist together, put it on random, and play!
2: Pick your favorite lines from the first 25 songs that play!
3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song the lines come from!
4: Cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly!
1. fear of failure, fear of repriment, two big problems ive never had, i never doubted what we had inside
2. the softest lips tell the most precious secrets
3.i'm dying to tell you im dying
4. PUNK IS DEAD!
5. good frames wont save bad paintings
6. go back in your mind, 20 years in time
7. some say theyve been left out, i wonder why they still hang around, i wonder where all these good things can be, then i realized i found them in me
8. trop de gens qu'ont mal a mon crane
9. you've got me under your spell, i dont think im kidding around, dont think i can forget you now
10. and the times we should have lived
11. i've got to rely on myself, becuase theres really no one else
12. Growing up in an age where monotony reigns...it's so easy to keep your heart and mind locked away. And it's up to you to rise up...to break away.
13. she was the prettiest girl, in an ugly town
14. i can see exactly,just where you ruined me, nineteen i said i hated you, but kissed you on twenty-two
15. well i guess i was naive, i realized the world was full of greed
16. ohh baby when you cry, your face is momentary, you hide your lips behind these scars
17. too much fighting on the dance floor
18. XXX is the sign of my friends, you know that shit will remain until the end
19. he said, just let it go, no ropes attached, this is how he wants it, this is how we want it
20. i believe in a special bond between two friends...
21. AND YOUVE GOT THOSE SEXY LEGS!
22. why cant i walk down the street, free of suggestion
23. these are the times, in my life, where everything is falling apart, and at the same time, is all comming togehter
24. t minus seventeen years and counting
25. i'm too busy finding out what im gonna be
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so six months ago the greatest person i have ever had the pleasure of knowing passed away. also, six months ago was my last journal entry. its kind of wierd talking in the past tense, like dave is a ficticous character in some story, but he was real. he is real. in 1000 years he will be forgotten just as i will, but for the next 70 he will be very much alive and continue to play a significant part in my life more than he would have ever imagined. the week after i did not know what was going to happen, i didnt know what i felt or where we would go from there. it all seemed so surreal and still does to a certain extent. death is the scariest thing ever. i dont even know i think this is the only real entry i have ever had.
i love you
david friedman
[11.11.84 - 1.11.04]
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Wednesday, January 14th, 2004
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Wednesday, December 31st, 2003
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Saturday, July 12th, 2003
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i am - see subject.
i see - a blinding light
i find - fruit punch to be yummy
i want - it to be 9:30
i wish - i wasnt so scared
i hate - rules.
i miss - the past
i fear - life. death. and everything in between.
i am scared - ...
i feel - wonderful, thank you for asking.
i hear - saetia
i smell - summer
i crave - jelly BEANS
i search - for nothing. ive found it.
i wonder - too many things to list.
i care - do you...?
i always - try to have fun.
i am not - do i need to tell you.
i believe - in you
i cringe - when anotherone bites the dust.
i dance - as much as possible.
i sing - in circles
i cry - boys dont cry.
i do not always - make others happy
i succeed - cant think of anything
i fail - spanish
i fight - .
i write - love notes
i give - them hell
i won - the lottery and bought an airplane to shoot a missile into hte giant target sybol on 42nd st.
i lose - at life
i never - fufill the needs of others
i confuse - happyness and melancholly
i listen - when you speak
i can usually be found - wherever...
i hope - to be able to look back and be happy.
i expect - everything.
i need - you
i think - i just wasted too much of my life on this test. but i have nothing better to do.
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Thursday, June 19th, 2003
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| Subject: | word. |
| Time: | 4:05 pm. |
| Mood: | :-/. | | Music: | hot cross- a weekend spent askance. |
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small brown bike is on saturday. the assistant is on sunday. daves party. then the assistant again. i hate summer. this is going to be such a waste of time.
bouncing souls dates. rock.
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Wednesday, May 28th, 2003
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| Time: | 5:23 pm. |
| Mood: | ...words cant even describe.... | | Music: | allman brothers band.. |
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:)
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the only way to get it. is to suck. or fuck.
sat outside all night to get into the bigwig show. it was cold. but whatever. coulda been worse. it was an evening. it is good when the music changes from good song to good song and you dont have to change it. i think im going ot take my site off the air. its gay bye.
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Monday, January 27th, 2003
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i update too much.
last a day late show is friday. everyone should go for old times sake. shit man. peace.
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Wednesday, January 22nd, 2003
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Sunday, January 12th, 2003
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| Time: | 7:42 pm. |
| Mood: | sex. | | Music: | johnny cash- born to lose. |
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lets take the first bus out of here.
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Tuesday, January 7th, 2003
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| Time: | 11:19 pm. |
| Mood: | wah. | | Music: | tsol- its gray. |
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ozzy osbourne is a bum. thats all. what a goomba.
"shes going out with this kid, hes the singer of the used. its this punk band."
fool.
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Monday, January 6th, 2003
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Got It Good (For Joe Strummer, 1952-2002)
by David J
(founding member of Bauhaus and Love and Rockets)
On the morning of December 23, I tuned in the car radio and happened to catch the tail end of a news item. Through the crackle of static came, ". . . and later we remember Joe Strummer of the Clash." "Remember"? Fuck!
There is a peculiar sort of emotional frisson that accompanies shocking news, especially a death. It is a weird kind of high that is quickly transmuted into a sickening come down. I had to wait another forty minutes, suffering the interminal whine of live on the air politicos duking it out with cant, until confirmation came.
Their voices reminded me of the time when I first saw Strummer play live. He held up a small transistor radio to the microphone, British politicians discussing the latest IRA outrage, followed by a news report detailing the carnage. "1, 2, 3, 4", and the band crashed in, three guitars like sonic razors cleaving the smoke. The Clash were playing their first gig in London, it was 1976, next up, The Sex Pistols in all their ragged glory.
I was nineteen and transfixed. This was IT! I had taken my little bother Kevin down to the 100 Club, driving the seventy miles south from Northampton down the M1. He too was gob smacked. We decided to form our own punk band there and then. To this day, that gig remains the single most exciting live event that I have ever witnessed and the band's future trajectory, soaring on the wings of passionate idealism, forged the standard for all time.
I saw the man several times following that incendiary event, with the Clash (always wildly exciting ), as a sometime member of The Pogues and later, with his great band, The Mescaleros. The last occasion was in San Diego at the 2002 Hootenanny. I saw him in his trailer before he was about to go on. He was extremely sick with a heavy dose of the flu but still gracious, he waved me aboard whilst seated on the shotgun side like a pirate king in his pilfered quarters. What followed was an unbelievably spirited performance. Leg pumping and fist punching the sky, the bastard had me pogoing like it was 76 all over again. "You've got a big heart, Joe!" I told him afterwards. He shrugged and grinned that lopsided greaser grin and then sat on the damp floor for over an hour signing record sleeves and posing for photos with the fans.
The first time we met was in 1989. He turned up, out of the blue, at the KCRW radio studio in Santa Monica, where I was recording a live session with Max Eider and Owen Jones (poached from The Jazz Butcher) Jones is a massive Clash fan and it was highly amusing to see his reaction as he turned around to face the sound proofed window only to be confronted by a maniacally gurning Strummer. This, seconds before the start of our set. Afterwards, we went out for some drinks with him and a great time was had by all. The following night we played at The Roxy Theater on Sunset Strip. Strummer was there again. Post show he invited us back to his hotel to meet with his Œcousin Jose' (neat tequila gold.) We became well acquainted and before long Strummer was imparting wise words of advice concerning instruments. He strongly objected to my choice of guitar, an Ovation acoustic with a plastic back.
"The thing is Dave, you've got no bassist so you really need that bottom end, yer know?" All yer hear with that fuckin' Ovation is, Œthwackey, thwackey, thwackey' and that ain't no fuckin' good! What yer need is The Big Wood! Do yer know what that is?" No? Well, I'll tell yer! The Big Wood is like a big old fuckin' Gibson or a Gretch or a Guild, something with a bit of soul to it, a big jumbo chunk of fuckin' wood and none of that fuckin' plastic shit! You look at any of yer serious guys, Neil Young, Stephen Stills, Van fuckin' Morrison, they all got the Big Wood. Now Barry!" (our tour manager at the time. ) At this point Stummer is literally on his knees. "Barry, will you promise me something? Tomorrow morning I want yer to drive down to the fuckin' river, then I want yer to take those fuckin' shit Ovation guitars and throw Œem in it! Then take him down to Sunset and get him sorted with the Big Wood! Right!"
Right! We did and it made all the difference in the world.
That last time I saw him in San Diego, the first thing he said to me was, "You got it, right? You got The Big Wood!" (I had'nt seen him since Œ89! ) I gladly answered in the affirmative.
I also Œgot it' and got it good, in a sweaty little cellar dive in Oxford Street in 1976 and I am never going to let it go.
Thank you Joe. R.I.P.
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Tuesday, December 31st, 2002
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| Time: | 11:56 am. |
| Mood: |  amused. | | Music: | lifetime- young, loud and scotty. |
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Answer these using the lyrics of just ONE band:
band:the bouncing souls
1. are you a male or female?:
He was only 16 and he knew he wasn't like anyone else
Listening to his records in his room he knew
something had to change somewhere or he would go insane
2. describe yourself?:
Lost somewhere and trying to find a place to belong
to the empty alleys and parking lots is where I'll
be when everyone goes home
i know im not a bad guy when i try and do whats right.
3. how do they feel about you?:
those fucking new jersey mooches
no one
wants to be hanging around with
someone messin up like me i guess my way
isnt good enough when i try i
just keep on wrecking stuff
it seems everybody knows but me
how to go what to do and where to be
everywhere i go they all talk the same
they don't even have to try they make me feel
so lame friends and jobs have come and
gone no matter what i do it goes on
and on i wonder if you sometimes feel
this way and do you lay awake at the end
of the day
4. how do you feel about yourself?:
Born to lose i've lived my life in vain
all my dreams have always caused me pain
There's no place i can go
to leave this behind
this fucked up world
is all there is on my mind
this i how it had to be
something's canged
inside of me
5. describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/crush?:
They try to tell you how thing's should be,
how to think, what to wear and
what bands to see
But i'm so nervous that i lose my cool
everytime i pick up the phone
and try to call you
standing out in the freezing cold
until i'm numb wondering why
i'm always acting so dumb
6. what would you rather be doing?:
we all waited for weeks now we're hangin on the street in NYC
we gotta go to the show ever though
were all underage.
8. describe how you love?:
you played a game with the wrong motherfucker
violent love my violent love
Sometimes I think about girls and it's funny
it makes me stay inside when it's
sunny things are pathetic when I'm this way
assing the days and pining away
But i know i don't even have to try i'm a single sucessful guy
lonely with my friends lonely with my favorite girl
lonely when i'm all alone
9. share a few words of wisdom?:
too old to bother too young to care.
remember me next time i go away
for the first time i wanna stay
i can count one hand here today
the only thing that matters to me
You may think we're weather martyr's but snow and ice makes
us rock harder punkers should be pale and pasty the pizza
here is fierce and tasty East Coast! Fuck You! we go out
west and play some shows then we know it's time to go.
Pack the truck and head on back, New JERSEY!'s better and
that's a fact.
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Monday, December 30th, 2002
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| Time: | 11:51 pm. |
| Music: | i have dreams- i dont imagine you and i anymore. |
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good frames wont save bad paintings.
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Wednesday, December 4th, 2002
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| Time: | 9:34 pm. |
| Mood: |  drunk. | | Music: | misfits- bullet. |
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im doing my part to waste space. ARE YOU?
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