On this day 24 years ago, Dookie was born and changed the punk rock world forever.
For My Name Is John, there was no greater influence than this piece of music. It proved the theory in rock n roll that it’s not about how talented you are, it’s about how entertaining you are that matters.
I suppose this album is at the age now where it’ll marry the wrong girl, start shitting out Dookie Jr’s and develop a drinking problem. This should get interesting.
Rescued from the Great Firewall of Facebook, here is a YouTube-ified version of the live broadcast we did in December 2017 of our song 69er.
Shown here is a photo of a guy who clearly thinks he is blessed. Like me. Take that as you will.
So the Facebook page for Kerrang Magazine have been on fire lately posting a whole bunch of videos of live clips from 10+ years ago that have been absolutely gold. If you’re bored and looking for something to kill time, have a cruise on their page and watch some stuff – I was having a lot of fun just from the vids they’ve uploaded in the past week alone.
Big props to Jamie Stokes from Apprehension Avenue for the find. He’s clearly been enjoying Kerrang’s refined taste in live music too and has been re-sharing a few of their uploads recently in his personal feed. I’ve been one of the many recent benefactors. 🙂
Hi all, Az here again.
Check out this monstrosity I found for sale on the interwebs a few days ago…
That’s a 12/6/6 triple neck guitar. The asking price was under $1000 shipped, brand new.
Now, aesthitics aside, it’s a bolt-on and a no name brand and those pick-ups don’t necessarily inspire confidence so I’m sure it would sound like arse – but who cares, right?
Sure, a 24 string guitar is about 22 strings more than what a standard guitarist in a local punk band would use and I’m sure there are a few people out there that would refuse to share a stage with someone having this around their neck.
So, let’s start some fights in other people’s bands.
Guitarists – if you could own this for under $1000, would you do it?
Discuss in the comments. This should be fun. 🙂
There was a time when the guys that ran that joint just didn’t give a fuck. It was beautiful.
So umm… apparently I have a problem. I saw it straight away.
Hey folks, Az here.
I was sorting out some old stuff in the garage and found this gig poster from our show back in 2014 that I was just talking about yesterday on this blog.
I have my old mate Rhys Campion to thanks for this. He moved in to my place for about six weeks last year and then left about a third of his stuff behind after he left – including a bunch of gig posters in frames from our time as being band mates. Now they’re mine! Muahahaha.
The cool part about this show was that it was organized by one Mr Jes Vegas Kellett, the bass player from Handball Deathmatch. The show was my first time meeting him and even though I was traveling down from QLD for that show at the time, we kept in touch and now we’re band mates in MNIJ. It’s funny how things turn out.
Anyway, your history lesson is over. Back to whatever you were doing. 🙂