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It’s Fall — 1) Fall into the Psychedelic Experience:

2) Don’t wear a halloween costume that has paint or shit all over it. This is a common theme, but you will fuck up your sheets. You don’t want to get home tipsy and then have to clean a bunch of sheets.

Also In light of Halloween – we just want to point out the following from the Karate Kid. Daniel Russo shows up as the new kid in town. He hits on Johnny’s girlfriend shamelessly, then wonders why Johnny wants to beat his ass. During the Halloween party, Daniel Son ruins Johnny’s good time by spaying him with water and ruining his weed. Not cool.

3) Vote – but not for the party with the Groper in Chief.

4) Since it’s fall – you should enjoy all of the following:

 

www.blogtheparty.com

Space Force!

Donald Trump and his supporters officially jump the shark.   (Link courtesy of Daily Mail)

Ok so we at the Party Blog thought that Donald Trump and his supporters jumped the shark when they claimed Mexico sends only rapists over the border. (Cesar Chavez be damned.) We were wrong.

Fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice, you’re not gonna fool me twice.

Michael Flynn chanting “Lock Her Up!” at the RNC, then less than a year later facing federal charges and jail time, certainly that was it.

Fine fine fine. Certainly if Donald Trump supports a child molester…

Wait – no?

How about overseeing a pathetic response to a historical natural disaster that killed over 4000 American citizens – which went ignored by the Admin. because CNN did not cover it in the manner in should have? No…

Overseeing his family’s attempt to cooperate with a hostile foreign government to win the election…#fakenews.

Well surely locking up children and ripping away babies breast-feeding from their mothers? #Obamasfault.

Well…ok fine…sleeping with a porn star and making sad attempts to continue the affair while your wife – now first lady – was pregnant with your child, paying her off, lying about it the affair and lying about not knowing that your henchman consiglieri paid her off…c’mon…that’s gotta piss off the evangelicals am-I-right? #Giv’em-a-mulligan…

So none of this passed muster for the official Zombie politician of the 21st century. If only the American populace knew that Zombies are not desirable and should be immediately decapitated (figuratively of course!).

But this is it. This is seriously it. Trump supporters yelling “Space Force! Space Force! Space Force!” during a Minnesota rally and being excited about it. This has got to be the dumbest show of Donald Trump support ever. Social Evolution at its finest! It cannot be that in two years we will be looking back at this and saying, “Space Force! Brilliant!”

Sixth branch of the armed forces. This must be the stupidest thing I have ever seen and heard. Space Force! We are going to use the Force. And it’s going to be in Space.

Trump orders U.S. military to form ‘Space Force’

Trump orders U.S. military to form ‘Space Force’ as the sixth branch of the American military.“We must have American dominance in space.”The U.S. military currently consists of five branches: Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines and Coast Guard.

Posted by Astrophysics on Monday, June 18, 2018

Not lost in all of this … the day before Juneteenth (which our ethnically challenged President failed to even remotely address in his personal twitter account) … El Dookie states (Note: punctuation is best attempted, but let’s be honest his holiness the Dali Lama of shit hotels and even shittier ice-wine cannot be bothered with punctuation):

“VERY IMPORTANTLY I am hereby directing [SNIFFLE] the Department of Defense and Pentagon to IMMEDIATELY BEGIN the process [weird pointy maneuver] necessary [SNIFFLE] to establish a SPACE FORCE as the Sith [sic] branch [more creepy hand motions] of the Armed Forces [double pointy maneuver] that’s a BIG Statement [Mike Hot Pants nods, and the Great Cornholio blinks twice] We are going to have the Air Force [Triple H Crotch Motion Dance] and we are going to have the Space Force [large penis gesture] separate [small penis] BUT EQUAL [large penis motion repeat] It is going to be something…”

Yes indeed … separate but equal.

And the crowd cheers for separate but equal…the old Space Force. Yup – we put the Dick in dictator.

Separate but equal is a notion from the Jim Crow South. It’s a bad thing. It is how our various forms of local and state governments justified systemic racism throughout the country. History Lesson: Separate but Equal is how school districts throughout the country argued that segregation in schools was acceptable. Think about that for a second. This country believed that it was not appropriate for a white person to go to school with someone who is not white. The Supreme Court in Brown v. the Board of Education, in 1954, ruled that separate facilities for education are inherently unequal. 

Now – 64 years later – Separate but Equal is Back – and in SPACE!

So…now what? Trump is going to reinstitute the draft and send the blacks to space? Tune in next week on – “HATE YOUR NEIGHBOR!”

Just wait, two years from now when the trade war with China is at full thrust, the banking industry and evisceration of banking laws causes another financing catastrophe, the housing market is tanking (due to raising interest rates and skyrocketing building materials), and no one has healthcare…that’s not what takes down the administration.  Nope. It’s how dumb those Minnesotans and others in the near future felt when they chanted – like a bunch of drunken uncles – “SPACE FORCE! SPACE FORCE!”

IN OTHER NEWS:

Trump overturns rule that his administration created to separate families at the border.

He Fixed it! Yay! Only our leader – the Supreme Commander of the Space Force Army can be so benevolent! Give him credit for fixing a problem that he created when he didn’t really fix anything…

Turns out – according to the cheap rag New York Times and their shoddy two-bit reporters who never say anything nice (Michael D. ShearAbby Goodnough and Maggie Haberman) – there are still problems with the policy. Families may still be separated after 20 days (Wait – they all can’t stay in prison together forever? If only we could get rid of Courts). Still don’t know what’s going to happen to the 2000 + children, toddlers, and infants in custody (who remain in custody on average for approx. 60 days)? Oh don’t worry that the officers who are “watching” these babies aren’t allowed to touch them, hold them, basically leave them in a crib unattended. There are diaper changers on hand. It’s fine.

And then there’s this…which is clearly an Onion Article…

Melania Trump does not care – do u?

This take down in Splinter shows that (gulp) maybe this was all just for a photo-op (GASP)?!? Just take off the jacket upon arrival, avoid the bad optics, and there’s no harm. No! I’m so sick of the media presenting the mail-order bride-in-chief negatively! 

State-sponsored murder in the ‘Burgh.

And to top it all off, a seventeen year old, unarmed kid in Pittsburgh (Antown Rose) was shot to death (note: for a non-state actor, this is called murder) by a policeman who was sworn in a mere 90 minutes before the shooting.  But according to Fox News’ reporting (vis-a-vis the Allegany CountyPolice Superintendent Coleman McDonough), it’s fine because under PA Law:

“…there are circumstances that permit officers to use lethal force on a fleeing suspect. It is allowed to prevent death or serious injury to an officer or another person or if the suspect has used or threatened violence or possesses a lethal weapon.”

Whew! Fox News – just when I was worried that my whole privileged world-view may spontaneously combust around me and light my head on fire – you answered everything and made it better. So what that the kid was unarmed and running away? Fougetaboutit. Let’s just call the kid a thug and move on…

Not so fast. Apparently the officers’ claims that the child was involved in a prior shooting was “unsubstantiated” (translation: made up). The family attorney, D. Lee Merritt, wants answers.

Hold on hold on…what’s this look like – Jeopardy! We’re the police. You don’t get answers.

Jeopardy does not have answers, it has questions…and yes we have questions…

What’s this look like – Jeopardy? We’re the Police. You don’t get to ask questions.

Party Blog Turns 6!!!

HELLO PARTY PEOPLE.

Turns out – that the party blog is now 3 years old!

What was the Earth like when it was 3 years old? It was molten lava and had no atmosphere…

What was a baby like at three years old? Maybe baby was still pooping his / her pants. If baby was advanced / precocious, baby was talking in sentences and wearing diapers.  Party Blog is three years old.  Party Blog still likes to party…

Did Someone Say 72 Hours of Music…Hooplah in the hills….Anybody driving to Athens got a ride for me?

Yeah so this looks AWESOME!
https://www.facebook.com/events/545572588846643/
How does one get through 72 hours straight of music? Lots of Frampton (do you feel, like I do?)
Athens, OH: Papadosio, EOTO, Keller, Ott, Zoogma & Kang! 4 day 3 night art & music festival campout in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains in southeast Ohio featuring 72 hours of continuous music between 3 stages with 60 acts performing 70 sets of music.

www.HooplaintheHills.com

Papadosio – Friday & Saturday… Night
EOTO – Saturday Night
Keller Williams – Friday Night
Ott. – Friday Late Night
Chris Berry Trio w/ Michael Kang – Saturday Day
(EOTO + Michael Kang + Chris Berry encore set)
Zoogma – Saturday Evening
Cornmeal – Thursday Night
Phutureprimitive – Thursday Night
Rumpke Mountain Boys – Thurs/Fri/Sat Night
Cosby Sweater w/ Joel Cummins – Saturday Late Night
Larry Keel & Natural Bridge – Friday Evening
David Gans – Thurday/Friday/Saturday
Moon Hooch – Friday Night
Up Until Now – Thursday Night
EarthCry – Friday Late Night
Any Colour – Pink Floyd tribute w/ laser lights- Friday
Jahman Brahman – Friday Night
Mike Perkins – Saturday Day
The Recipe – Saturday Night
Mullins & Stone – Thursday Night
Sassafraz – Saturday Late Night
Aliver Hall – Friday Evening
The Spikedrivers – Sunday Day
The Coop – Friday Evening
Arpetrio – Friday Night & Friday Late Night
Davisson Brothers Band – Saturday Day
Dixon’s Violin – Saturday Night
Jones For Revival – Friday Late Late Night
Broccoli Samurai – Thursday Late Night
Boogie Matrix Mechanism – Thursday Late Late Night
Manitoa – Saturday Late Late Night
Le Moti – Thursday Late Night
Under the Sun – Friday Day
The New Old Cavalry – Thursday/Friday/Saturday/Sunday
Twiddle – Thursday Night
KR-3 – Thursday Evening
Boomslang – Friday Day
Derick Howard – Thurs Night w/ Magnetic & Friday solo
Flatland Harmony Experiment – Saturday & Sunday
Cowboy Hillbilly Hippy Folk – Saturday Morning
Bats Dynamic String Band – Friday Morning
Rick Kline & Friends – Saturday Day
Smilin Joe – Saturday Night
Relish – Friday Late Night
The Bees Trees – Thursday Day
Cosmic Village – Saturday Evening
Peridoni – Saturday Day
Bassface – Saturday Late Late Night
TroniK Vision – Saturday Late Late Night
KrisB – Saturday Day
Bmass – Thursday Late Late Night
The Paranormals – Sunday Morning
Falcon Won – Friday Late Late Night
Johnny O Does Dylan – Friday Morning
Toadnuggz – Friday Late Late Night
Kashmerik – Thursday Late Late Night
Creation Station – Saturday Late Night

EVERYONE who comes through the gate will be able to camp w/ their vehicles!

SOLD OUT – First Tier Tickets
Thurs-Sun $75/ Fri-Sun $65 / Sat-Sun $50

Second Tier Tickets* – available 1/7/14 thru 3/6/14
Thurs-Sun $85/ Fri-Sun $75 SOLD OUT / Sat-Sun $55
* limited number available

Final Tier / Gate Tickets – 3/7/14 thru 3/30/14
Thurs-Sun $100 / Fri-Sun $90 / Saturday $60

FREE parking & camping!

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Disappointing news, Philadelphia, Your Mardi Gras is Lame

 

So, having viewed the Mardi Gras options, PartyBoyGeezy feels discouraged, disappointed, flabbergasted, bamboozled…

Where have you been for the past two months PartyBoy?  You were all hyped about the election, recent legalization of marijuana in two states, reelection of the most liberal president in 16 years, etc. etc. etc.

Well, party people, when the elections happen there is an inevitable disappointment that follows.  The expectation that things will change, only to have your dreams dashed, and John Brennan – the drone czar – nominated as secretary of the C.I.A., so that the USA, your home town, will inevitably continue along with a course of secretive killings of people that already hate us.  Only to hate us more.

So then, there it is, in the distance, Mardi Gras, the promise of things to come, only – whaaaaaa…THERE’S NOTHING GOING ON FOR MARDI GRAS?!?!?  Times are tough, dude-bro, times are tough…

Well, there are some happenings, just not till Friday weekend.

http://www.johnnybrendas.com/event/206347-west-philadelphia-orchestra-philadelphia/

The West Philadelphia Orchestra

West Philadelphia Orchestra and another brass band (Raya Brass Band) is playing Friday Night at Johnny Brenda’s ($12 at the door) and that seems to be the best option so far.

So at least there’s that going.  Bad news, however, is there’s nothing coming down the pipe after that. Harsh.  Lent is just that party people – without chocolate boomers or sugary spice.  The best thing we got going is a 420 show with Keller Williams (note: 420 falls on a Saturday this year) then 2 Bassnectar shows at the E Factory on May 1 and 2- one of which is already sold out? Are you f-ing joshin’ me bro?  Bassnectar is sold out 3 months in advance? Budge. Then you know there ain’t dick going on.  So – that’s it.  I’m moving to Costa Rica, bra, buying a long board (cuz short board is too rough), and it’s beachtown shanty bar time, like Hemmingway, forcing my local hookers to give me a kickback while buying their condoms for free, fighting crime sensibly one day at a time, and that’s it – maybe even settling down with Dr. Goodlove and living the easy life – cuz working all the time, then not even having good parties to go to at night – that’s that sh*t I don’t like!

Consider the Source – Tonight at the Blockley

Hello PartyPeOpLe–

TONIGHT!! BLOCKLEY!! Consider the Source…Playing at 9 PM.  You will be remiss if you miss…

From http://considerthesourcemusic.com/source/

Three Musicians converging on an epic plateau of sound and reflex. Three conscious minds communicating on sub-conscious levels. New York City’s CONSIDER THE SOURCE is the fourth voice, produced when the trio’s three distinct personalities combine forces to share their inner music freely with each other.

PartBlog first partied with the Source at Amberland XI, and they proved to be a remarkable trio of individual musicians, yet together push the envelop of perception to another plateau, combining old word eastern melodies and scales with novel electronically augmented interpretations.  While the most appropriate venue for Consider the Source is before the pyramids of Gaza or the Colosseum of Pompeii, with their distinctive brand of music presented as an homage to the greater rational invisible forces that control the universe, Consider the Source is playing instead at a local PourHouse, saving us all the trip to the Middle East.

Read more about Amberland XI and Consider the Source here:

http://jambandsonline.com/amberland-xi/

 

Time for Real Estate Speculation in Colorado and Washington

If you haven’t heard, Tuesday night Colorado became the first state to legalize marijuana for recreational purposes, and Washington quickly followed suit.  Massachusetts also passed marijuana for medical purposes, proving the night to be a historical one for de-penalization and anti-prohibition fans everywhere.

Allen St. Pierre, NORML’s executive director wrote:

The citizens of Colorado, Washington and Massachusetts delivered game changing victories last night for the nearly fifty year-old cannabis law reform Movement. Massachusetts becomes the eighteenth state to pass legal protections for qualified medical patients who’ve cannabis recommended to them by a physician. Colorado and Washington become the first places in the world, ever, where citizens have cast votes to reject cannabis prohibition, and replace the failed public policy with alternatives like tax-n-regulate models (similar to the control and taxation models widely accepted for alcohol and tobacco product use by adults).

http://blog.norml.org/2012/11/07/r-i-p-marijuana-prohibition/

Thus, the new laws beg the questions:

1) what will this do to the local economies in Washington and Colorado?

2) how will the Mass law affect other major states on the Eastern seaboard?

3) is it time to buy real estate in Colorado or Washington?

Certainly, flocks of marijuana advocates are likely to plan trips to Colorado and Washington, in lieu of other potential destinations out West.  Tourism is likely to increase, along with the other perks that go with it – restaurants, parties, concerts (just think what a Toots and the Maytalls concert would be like in CO at this point), art.

As for Massachusetts, once the other behemoth states along the Eastern seaboard such as New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland, and Virginia observe the amount of tax dollars that flow into the state treasuries from the sale of medical marijuana – is it inevitable that at least a few of these states will pass similar legislation?  Now that the first state in New England has transitioned, it seems also inevitable that Maine, VT, and possibly NH will also follow suit.

It remains to be seen the ultimate economic and social effects that these new laws will have on Washington and Colorado, but the PartyBlog believes that such activity and legalization will be a major economic boon to those states.  Further, the social and/or legal consequences are likely overblown, and much of the resistance is based on faulty impressions that have been fed to the American people through governing individuals with questionable political motives (such as Richard Nixon and Ronald Reagan, champions of the “War on Drugs” and prohibition, but likely for the positive consequences upon garnering votes and political capital, as the social and fiscal costs of such prohibition efforts have outweighed the benefits in the short and long run).

As the “first actors,” Colorado and Washington will be the quickest to leverage a positive reputation as weed-friendly.  This will result in attracting new residents, new businesses built around the product, other supporting/complimentary industries, and the tourism that logically flows therefrom.

Furthermore, the laws are written so that local communities can prohibit the sale and distribution, preventing “weed” bars from popping up all over the state or next to schools, for example.  With all of the upcoming tourism and resultant activity that is likely to flow in these “weed-friendly” cities around Colorado and Washington, the PartyBlog can’t help but assume that is a good time to buy real estate there, to beat the “Jamaican Gold” rush.

The Really Important Question to Ask Yourself Before Voting…

Is…who will support the party and America’s love for partying?

Who’s going to be more likely to support legalization and taxation?

Who’s going to be more likely to support the arts, education, and equality, so we can party together and make the world a better place?

I mean…you’re telling me these guys like to party?

Maybe a Viagra party, cuz these guys seem really stiff…

The Meaning of the Disco Biscuits, while Primus goes 3D

In early October (5&6), the Disco Biscuits headlined a sold out Mann Center for two nights.  The opening set started around 8 PM.  I am not going to even bother describing what the first set was like, because my head exploded as soon as I got in there.  There were no assigned seats, so you could simply walk before the startlight terrace and enjoy the show.  Big J. hooked up the tickets, and Dr. Blythe Goodlove chose to attend as well.  The opening set was a blur, except for the vivid memory that the Disco Biscuits had clearly invested vast amounts of money into their production and light set, which caused Big J to exclaim – Wow!  These guys have truly made it.  I can’t possibly explain the experience of the first set; it was simply entirely disorienting yet powerful.  The screens were lit with bright lights, splicing images of women in underwear, as if from a scene from a psychedelic version of Revenge of the Nerds, and suddenly I realized that this band’s goal is to be the most 80’s Miami, cocaine-simulating, rocked out group possible, and it is likely that they have achieved this status, as if Tony Montana himself had made these guys his fucking house band…I mean, Superfly had Curtis Mayfield…and Scarface has the Disco Biscuits.  But this is the simple description of the band.  This is only one understanding – namely that they try to be the most rocked out, coke-head loving band out there, but what’s wrong with that?  They’re not telling you to do the drugs…just like we love Scarface without actually doing a mountain of coke.  These guys put on a show to you the feeling of being in Miami beach in 1982; yet we are actually alive, living, breathing, 30 years later.  The lights and excitement is so good you don’t need the drugs, you get chills just being there.  The second understanding is for the second set.

In between Bicuits’ sets one and two, Diplo hit a serious DJ round which showed why he is possibly the best party DJ Philly has to offer.  QuestLove probably is the best hip hop spinner, while Diplo is all party… once he slowed it down in the middle of the set, the crowd went bananas, and he simply said (which only got everyone fired up even more), “relax Philly, it’s only, like 9:30.”  In the dark night, overlooking the Philadelphia skyline and the rising moon towards the East, it was clear, that these artists are the best that Philadelphia has to offer, and it is very high quality music.  Diplo is not simply one of those DJs that just plays the music or a mix, as most club DJs do, just bobbing their head up and down with headphones on, simply turning up the volume on one knob and down on the other, like you are in Drinkers on a Tuesday or Fado on a Saturday, those DJs that are fucking anonymous and ubiquitous in the mid-town bars, DJs that DJ Deadmous can’t stop insulting.  No, Diplo actually understands the music, the bars that makes people jump, he will follow that energy, splice the song, moment by moment, bringing you back and forth, seemlessly integrating 3, 4, 5 tracks at a time, reprogramming the music we are programmed to hear in a certain way, simply enhancing it further.  Slowing it down, mixing in others, speeding it up.  Yes, Diplo is one of the best Philly has to offer.

That’s what the Disco Biscuits are too – they are the best Philly has to offer – providing a streaming, flowing, vision of blue green art deco video art balls floating in the air.  This is the second set.  The second understanding.  It’s not simply about drugs, getting high, it’s about providing the best, most transitory show possible, a waking dream in the manner of Dali, yet enhanced with music, movement, floating globes, a living dreamscape.  The terrace has the best view for this, and I become truly appreciative for the first time, what the Disco Biscuits are.  Yes, they are the band that tries to be as “bad-ass” as possible – in the meaning of what a highschooler might consider – good weed, hoppy beers, hot chics – but that’s just the adolescent view of it.  The deeper view, is the art, the challenge of tapping into the subconscious mind and replicating that on the screen at a moment in time, unredacted.  Dr. Goodlove keeps saying, “Don’t leave me.  Don’t leave me.” I can’t help but think it might be a literal plea arising out of fear that she will lose sight of me, to be devoured in the parking lot by post-apocalyptic hippie-zombies (hungry for brains once the nitrous tanks run out), or if this comes from a deeper insecurity nascent in her subconscious mind from a deep-seeded fear from a time before I existed to her, a plea for me to stay, to give up the adolescent sex-seeking behavior and simply stop running and enjoy the show. To stop and stand still.  The smoke and the lights coming from the stage look like greyhounds running (watch below – 23 seconds in) and it is truly amazing, shocking. In 3D.

So imagine my joy when approximately 10 days later, @CRSNPhila offered me tickets to go see Primus in 3D at the Tower Theatre in Upper Darby.  Primus hits the stage promptly at 8 PM, and Les Claypool, before a house full of restless Primus fans chanting “Primus Sucks! Primus Sucks!” (It’s actually intended to be endearing) proclaims, “So my manager said we had to take it to 3D because I didn’t realize we were only in 2D.”

Within moments the crowd was in a frenzy.  Everyone had 3D glasses on too, which made it harder to see.  This one kid, however, didn’t have his glasses on.  He was stumbling up the aisle, like 5 minutes into the concert.  He was like 12 years old (okay, maybe 16, max a college freshman) and he fell into the chairs a row before us, but not a good part of the chairs, like the backs of the chairs that would be uncomfortable to fall on backwards.  The two dudes in front of us (who were kinda creepy by the way, it was like this older dude, who acted like he was young, and this young dude, who acted like he was old and smoked ciggies clandestinely all night, and I couldn’t help but think they were in some weird relationship where the older guy who tried to seem young was his benefactor and the only cost for free nights out on the town would be sexual favors, but I try not to think about these perversions at a Primus show, cuz then I could get lost in the thicket of the mind and other people might think the same about me and @CRSNPhila, tho they’d probably consider me the benefactor cuz I look older even though @CRSNPhila is and makes slightly more money, either way these thoughts can get you really tripped out at a Primus show) looked at each other and were like, holy shit, this kid is messed up, hopped up on something.  They helped him up, and this 12-year old looking highschooler got back up, started walking up the aisle again, and the damn floor moved on him again and he fell behind us this time.  I leaned over to him, as his eyes were rolling into the back of his head and tried to get information out of him, “Dude, what did you take?” but he simply couldn’t get the words out of his mouth.  Soon there’s security and girls leaning over him, and he is being escorted out.  CRSN is super confused, yet not shocked that someone could lose their shit within 5 minutes of a Primus show, “Dude, that kid lost his Epcot Center.  Didn’t even make it through two songs.  His face melted.  Right in front of me.  Melty face Epcot Center melt-down, fell down on hisself.”  CRSN then bumps my arm – “Dude, look at that 3D shit.  This is like some 3D windows 95 shit…I’m not sure what I think of this 3D stuff.  Looks like the screen saver on my computer, but what Claypool is doing on the bass is REDIC!!”  A few songs later, Claypool begins playing the stand-up electric bass. CRSN is immediately upset…”Is he not putting on the pig mask?  That’s unfortunate…” I’m not sure if I can handle the pig mask however.  Claypool puts on that Pigmask, I think to myself, and I’ll start thinking about that kid who lost his Epcot Center.  He might be getting his kidney removed right now in a back alley by these bouncers or getting raped by some of the scary hobos wandering around in this formerly nice, not-so-currently nice neighborhood…who knows if those bouncers called him an ambulance and sent him to the UPenn Emergency room like they needed to…but then Claypool disappears for a second and comes back…and there is the Pig Mask…oh shit…I just lost my Epcot Center and my face melted again and I thought about that shit twice now…thank God Les Claypool insists on playing old black and white Popeye cartoons during the half time show (set break) – those Popeye cartoons bring me back home, remind me of a simpler time when I could watch cartoons all day.  Those Popeye cartoons with questionable depictions of Native Americans and other ethnicities chill me right out with their familiarity, so I can get my shit back together before I lose it again from all this freaky 3D Atari Windows 95 shit.

Pgroove Does the Blockley Right

Pgroove’s opener, a vivacious young band from New York named Tawk – was certainly worthy for one of America’s premier rock bands.  Around 10:45 Tawk finished up with a complex nerd-rock song of climbing scales and layered sounds, while the $4.00 premier beers were delicious.  My only complaint about the Blockley is that beers can be expensive – so imagine my surprise when Troegs and Lagunitas were on sale until 12:00…and I thought it was only getting the deal because I was sporting a Brian Dawkins jersey, whose number is being retired this Sunday.  Turns out, nope, that’s not the deal, everybody was getting deal, as I learned when the bar tender looked at her screen and started charging me $6.00 after 12:00.

Either way, the night turned out to be a blur, as do so many Fridays after a long week of work.  There’s value in sobriety.  I just haven’t seem to realize that yet on a global level.  Certainly too, when the excitement of one of your favorite bands playing at a small venue, with people who enjoy music, it’s hard not to buy a few beers and get down.

The set opened up with Albert Suttle playing on drums over a track of Cali Swag District’s “Teach me How to Dougie” – and immediately I was up front in the middle of the crowd.  This song is amazing.  It might be my favority wrap song that’s come out in years.

PGroove played hard for 2.5 hours.  No set break.  Solid.  This band just keeps the good times rolling – getting bigger and better, slowly building its following.  At the end of the night, when I asked for my credit card from the female bar tender, she doesn’t believe that I have a credit card with her.  I swear that my William Shatner priceline.com Visa is behind the bar. She refuses to believe me.  After about 5 minutes of me promising to her that she does, she finds it, and I get a free beer for my troubles.  Then I went back stage after the show.  The backstage at the Blockley isn’t glamorous in terms of what we think backstages should be.  But it’s pretty cool.  There’s a basement with industrial equipment and a large parking lot in the back where the busses park. I saw Matt McDonald (Pgroove Keboardist) and Adam Perry (bassist) by their bus and I got them to sign my red hard hat – which I wore as an homage to the working man – along with my Brian Dawkins jersey – another hard working man.  The lead guitarist for Tawk was poking around as well, and he signed one of the free CDs they were giving out during their show (awesome!), but I realize now that I didn’t open the CD first, so he signed the cellophane wrapper (not awesome…), so now I have to get another one of their CDs if I actually want to listen to it…which I do…cuz they are pretty good…so dumb dude…

All in all, a great show which I had to describe as Shakespearian – but only if I had been alive during Shakespeare’s time.  Basically, art in living color, real time.  Each show different, even if the songs have been played before.  Now I am nursing a hangover, lying on my couch, watching college football.  I LOVE AMERICA!!