Thug Lot Mug Shots: Mad Fools Get Arrested @ Phish Hampton Shows

March 11, 2009 in Global Destruction, Music, Politics, PSA, The Web

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The title of this post pretty much explains it all.  Of course, if the recent Phish reunion shows were held on the West Coast, I would have titled it “Hella fools get arrested…”  Thousands of excited concert goers arrive in Hampton, VA to see their favorite 4-piece throw down the crazy funk jams that they’ve been dreaming of for the last 5 years, only to be fucked with imercifully by the local Po-Po.  You may have heard about this on various websites or even on your local TV news, but I’m calling bullshit on many of these reports and the operation as a whole. I’m also going to tell you exactly why. Read the rest of this entry →

Electric Apricot: Quest For Distribution

June 24, 2008 in art, Comedy, Movies / Television, Music, Politics, Reviews


In high school I drove a brown 1980 Datsun 510 that could easily be described as “disaster chic“.  It didn’t have a dashboard but it did have a stock tape deck that would slide around loose on the exposed plastic heating vent duct as I’d swing around corners or drive over curbs.  For a long period of time, I had only two tapes in the car and I would listen to them every day on my cold morning rides to school.  Since one of them was a recording of “Spooky Halloween Sounds” I would primarily listen to either of two sides on a TDK D90 cassette tape.  One side had a copy of Jacko’s 1979 breakthrough solo album Off the Wall while the other was a recording of Primus Sailing the Seas of Cheese.  It’s a cassette with a one-two punch that I would never seem to get tired of.

A few years ealier, my family had acquired a VHS copy of Bill & Teds Bogus Journey, most likely by dubbing it off of Encore or the Starz NetworkPrimus only appeared briefly, during the battle of the bands sequence of the film and, although it only featured mere seconds of Les Claypool singing the last few lines of Tommy The Cat, I would watch it repeatedly.  Just that brief clip fragment.  Over and over.  Rewind and Re-Rewind.  A decade and half after this appearance Les Claypool actually wrote, directed, scored, and edited an original film of his own.  When it eventually came, the film arrived in the form of a mockumentary about a struggling jamband. Read the rest of this entry →