yikes.
Large, daunting beasties out there.
Watched a crew of skimboarders find a few.
Gaffs, airs, down-the-line. Pretty sweet.
A few book reviews if you're interested:
I've been semi-addicted to reading music-related biography and autobiography lately.
Whores: An Oral Biography of Perry Farrell and Jane's Addiction
I knew this was going to be trashy but i couldn't help myself. This book is comprised of interview splices and first-person accounts detailing the history of Janes Addiction. It begins with Perry Farrel as Perry Bernstein, born to a charismatic Jewish jewelry merchant in Queens NY. Perry's mom committed suicide when he was 3 years old and a few years later the rest of the family moved to Miami. He started surfing in Florida and still surfs to this day. He later moved to LA and got into the punk scene, played in the band Psi Com, and then started Jane's Addiction. The name of the band came from this girl Jane who lived in a house with Perry and a bunch of other people. She was good-natured and intelligent (went to Smith) but addicted to heroin. I think her name was Jane Banter. Dave Navarro's story is also told, by himself and his cousin mostly. Born to a wealthy family in LA. Dave was the bad-ass high-school guitar king. Long-hair metal-hippy style. His mom was murdered when he was a teenager by her then-boyfriend. Dave took his mother's death hard. Within the first year or two of Jane's Addiction Dave was doing mounds of heroin. Supposedly he loved the actual ritual of shooting and would begin to prepare the next batch barely after finishing the last. Tons of Coke and Heroin for Dave, Perry and Eric Avery, but Stephen Perkins stuck to the ganja. Perk describes how there were often tons of ladies trying to hang with the band and maybe make-out or whatever but the other three were preoccupied with scoring smack and so he would manage the overflow of women as best he could. Pretty cool stories about the parties the band played at the mid-80s LA art-rock scene in general. The story goes through the break up and then into the post-Janes years of Porno for Pyros and the red hot chili peppers and such. I guess that Perry and another porno for pyros guy were big surfers and the whole band used to rent houses in Fiji and Tahiti and Mexico to surf and record. Tons of crack cocaine and heroin went down during Porno for Pyros and the details are ugly and fascinating... I guess.
Beneath the Underdog : His World as Composed by Mingus
This is Charles Mingus' autobiography. A strange and unusual read. Mingus barely talks about music in this memoir, instead focussing on his childhood in Watts, his various failed relationships and then as his alter-life as a pimp. The stories are really too out-of-hand to be believed.. but.. maybe?? He lives with two women for much of the time, loving them and pimping them out. He goes on a huge bender in Tijuana involving scores of prostitutes, which sheds some light on some of his Mexican-themed music. He's basically surly, disgruntled, cocky and pissed-off throughout the whole story. He talks about playing with Miles and his success in New York and Europe. All in all a weird read that's mildly entertaining but doesn't shed much light on the technical nature of his music or compositions but does much to express the overarching attitude of the man.
The Dirt : Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band
OK.. i couldn't friggin help myself on this one. This book is about Motley Crew. For what it's worth I've never been a Motley Crew fan (except for maybe Dr. Feelgood and a few other tunes). But.. if you're curious about the rock-star lifestyle in it's most depraved and scandalous.. check this book out. I first saw it last year at Stacey's and used to sneak out of work to read bits and pieces of it for fun. It's really horrible.. But.. really good in it's tragic/comic sordidness. Nikki Sixx could be the most vapid, superficial, shallow musician ever. He's horrible. The stories from the original Crew house on the Sunset Strip are pretty awesome. Drugs, parties, trashy girls, vomit. Not much respect for decency or humanity. The story is filled with first-person memories of the rise and fall of the group, told by each of the members. What ends up being gripping, though, aren't necessary all the lewd depictions of mounds of cocaine and lascivious gropings (though there are many), but some of the very human shit that goes down in their lives. THe lead guitarist Mick Mars suffers from a rare degenerative bone disease that forces him to endure massive amounts of continual pain and also creates a mild hunchback stoop in his posture. It also drives him to drink ridiculous amounts of whiskey. Vince Neil loses his 3 year-old daughter to cancer and describes the psychological torture he goes through. Fucking heavy. Tommy Lee goes into depth about his relationship with Pamela Anderson. He met her while on ecstasy at a New Years party. He talks about the unbelievable paparazzi that surrounded them at all times, and how that drove them to despair. Anyway.. it's actually a much better book than you might believe and if you're curious about the Crew or about the LA glam-rock scene in the 80s you should check it out.
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memorial for the 29 yr old Santa Barbara surfer girl who died at campus point. Best wishes to her daughter and boyfriend. Rest in Peace Michelle
1rst!
Posted by: 1rst guy at January 19, 2006 10:27 AMLarge outside peaks reforming to inside dredgers. Big Band Swing.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 10:28 AMDiscordant Corner
Localism is analogous to a dog.....a pit-bull dog with full-on black sunglasses in the back of a big truck with lifted tires. The dog is content to spend it's day feeding and peeing on the stairwells and dune grass that mark it's territory. It's bark is often worse than it's bite as his nuts have been clipped in an effort to temper his proclivity for fighting. The dog is easily appeased by throwing him the occasional bone, scratching him behind his ears and even letting him hump your leg. You must, however, remain vigilant as he is still easily provoked.
Here are a few helpful tips from the American Kennel Club on preventing dog attacks.
You must be careful to avoid:
approaching them immediately after entering their territory
approaching while they are feeding
teasing or waking them
playing with them till they become overexcited
In closing, it is never a good idea to introduce new breeds or encourage the influx of strays into the area as the natural resources are being depleted to the breaking point. When the dog's food supply is in danger it's natural instinct is to eat the competition.
Posted by: bow wow wow yiddee yo yiddee yay on January 19, 2006 12:56 AM
Posted by: transcripcion con permiso dal pero atomico at January 19, 2006 10:30 AMyeah - we heard you the first time already!
what a tragic story about a sweet spirit gone on to a new home - leaving her own behind
Posted by: Betty Duball (doo-ball) at January 19, 2006 10:42 AMholy shite this album is killer!!

Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 10:44 AMMasada Rock.
music composed by John Zorn.
nice reviews e, im stoked i saw janes addiction when i did a long time ago. best show ever. when i was peeing some drunk older dude was telling me how close it was to seeing led zepplin in thier prime. steve perkins is the man..
Posted by: bagel at January 19, 2006 10:45 AMRitual De Lo Habitual is a great album. One of my all time favorites. Been Caught Stealing had a cool vid too - circa 1991 I think.
Posted by: Dennis at January 19, 2006 11:01 AMmav's article in sfgate
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Posted by: Back that wave up at January 19, 2006 11:18 AMFuck Jane's Addiction and the alterna-wave horse it rode on.
BRING BACK HEAD-BANGERS BALL!!!!!
*cue the Megadeth song*
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 11:21 AMHad a house-mate that liked Jane's Addiction back in the late 80's, and he played it way too much.
HATED THAT BAND.
I have listened to some of it since, and musically, they don't suck.
I just can't get past Perry Farrell's voice though.
Posted by: friend #1 at January 19, 2006 11:25 AMI disagree - Perry Farell is one of the best female vocalists out there.
Posted by: boy george at January 19, 2006 11:33 AMHey guys, I heard you talking about my old band. Thought I would share some photos of me. Toodles!

Posted by: Perry at January 19, 2006 11:34 AMgotta see them live.
jane's addiction ahhh...freshmen year in college
right after the first album came out spring '89
saw them in a converted movie theater. UNREAL.
perry had tube socks on his arms (track camo?!)
then on the first lalapalooza....sick swell was hitting
the nc coast and perry steps up to the mic and says,
"i bet nags head is goin' off!"
crowd goes nuts and they play oceansize.
of course this was before they took to touring
with a half dozen strippers and what not.
and if comin' down the mtn won't get you stoked
Posted by: korewin at January 19, 2006 11:38 AMfor ripping the waves or snow.....
what the hell is going on, on the other side of that wave?
Posted by: suspect at January 19, 2006 11:38 AMMy five favorite books by/about musicians:
"Please Kill Me: The Uncensord Oral History of Punk" by McNeil and McCain.
The whole sordid story, told in first person.
Compulsively readable trash.
"Straight Life: The Story of Art Pepper" by Art Pepper.
Less fictional than Mingus's autobiography,
with fewer out-of-body experiences. But those
in-the-body experiences - Yow!
"Forces in Motion: The Music and Thoughts of Anthony Braxton" by Graham Lock
More glamorous road tales of a genius. It will
change the way you hear music.
"Improvisation: Its Nature and Practice in Music" by Derek Bailey
Improvising musicians are as "in the moment" as anyone riding a wave,
and work just as diligently to get there...
"Coming Through Slaughter" by Michael Ondaatje.
Posted by: Eric at January 19, 2006 11:40 AMA brilliant, poetic, and evocative re-telling of the Buddy Bolden/birth of jazz legend.
always dug "3 days" and "Ted Just Admit it".
long, epic songs imho.
never liked Been caught stealing.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 11:41 AMdamn, someone else read that semi-fictional Mingus autobiography. thought it was great read. no insight into the technical aspect of his music, but definitely some insight into the person who created it. if his music wasn't so brilliant he would have been crazy.
the Mingus Big Band, currated by his widow, is playing at Yoshi's next month. i couldn't recommend it more. mingus lives.
Posted by: amungus at January 19, 2006 11:42 AMthanks Eric!! I read Bailey's "Improvisation" and liked it. Have you read Cage's book?
psyched to check out some of your recommendations.
Also about to read a Sun Ra book.
Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 11:43 AMalso Derek Bailey died a few weeks ago. RIP Derek Bailey! A true trailblazer. He was in his 70s i believe.
Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 11:47 AMNot seeing Jane's live is one regret from my youth. As a 1980s skate rat/salty grommet I have to say "Nothing's Shocking" hada profound impact on my childhood.
I also regret not seeing the Stone Roses play live. Ian Brown's nearly faded to obscurity since then.
RIP Santa Barbara surfer girl.
Posted by: Dem at January 19, 2006 11:51 AMWish I was ocean size
They cannot move you
No one tries
No one pulls you
Out from your hole
Like a tooth aching a jawbone...
I was made with a heart of stone
To be broken
With one hard blow
I've seen the ocean
Break on the shore
Come together with no harm done...
It ain't easy living...
I want to be
As deep
As the ocean
Mother ocean
Some people tell me
Home is in the sky
In the sky lives a spy
I want to be more like the ocean
No talking
All action...
No talking
All action...
Thanks E for remembering Michelle. One of the real, authentic, down to earth, aloha spirits of the world. Great memories from Baja to Sequoia Nat Park. Ben is one of the most humble and solid rippers on the Central Coast. Good to see the surf community come together, there will be a college fund setup for Kaili.
Posted by: artifact at January 19, 2006 12:06 PMJon Madof kills it

Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 12:28 PM
Posted by: Jimmy at January 19, 2006 12:53 PMsounds wierd but janes addiction led me to punk rock in my formitable years so thats another great thing about them. though i think they have all fallen off, cept perkins probably. ritual was their last good thing..chili peppers used to be great too. heroin, jeez..
Posted by: musical bagel at January 19, 2006 12:53 PMOne of the best concerts.....Monsters of Rock
1st Act: Faith No More
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 12:55 PM2nd Act: Metallica
3rd Act: G-n-R
Here's a good questions to all:
At what concert were you the most F-ked up at and what did you take to get so F-ked up?
Posted by: Ozzy at January 19, 2006 12:58 PMPassed out at a Consolidated Show, from smoking herb mixed with tobacco.
Kids from England could roll very well, but not mixing in the tobacco would be too decadent.
Sheesh, I think it was the flashing videos of meatpacking that put me over the edge though.
Posted by: friend #1 at January 19, 2006 01:02 PMA few drops of liquid LSD at the Clifford Ball.
Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 01:05 PMSunshine sparkling warped vision footbag nirvana.
here's another good musician documentary type book...

Posted by: lerm at January 19, 2006 01:06 PMRobert Plant Show - smoked grass/tai sticks...All I remember is walking into the show with my group, losing them just inches into the door then connecting with them on the way out as if I was with them the whole time. No recollection of the actual show. I heard it was good.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 01:09 PMIt's been so many years,... Can you still get good clean L these days???
Posted by: Jack (definitely in the tab 100+ club) at January 19, 2006 01:11 PMprobably the only dead show i ever went to. las vegas, UNLV i think, end of the 80's 1st time i really did mushrooms. seeing lightning from top to bottom in the desert and shit, warm rain, crusty hippy eating boogers next to me, totally trippy man. either that or infectous grooves at universal ampitheater, way too drunk and stoned, puking after a few songs..
Posted by: substance abuser bagel at January 19, 2006 01:12 PMman, i would love to see footage of that skimming. really radical skimming is some of the best surfing. some guys can really tie into the most powerful part of the wave on those things. and nobody would argue that the shorepound at our beaches aren't juicy.
Posted by: steamwand at January 19, 2006 01:12 PMi also saw jane's addiction at that first loolapalooza. they opened with ocean size and had a huge video screen behind them projecting the ocean and its waves. the crowd went nuts and morphed into a massive mosh pit.
the next day we saw ice-t at wet-n-wild working on his tan. he is the whitest black dude i've ever seen.
One night in vegas I walked through a field of fungus only to emerge in extascy, then it started to snow, finally I ended up in another field full of weeds and poppies. A couple beers later it was sunrise. Needless to say I was pretty wasted, there was a point were you couldn't climb any higher.
Posted by: trip at January 19, 2006 01:15 PMi did coke once
Posted by: who cares at January 19, 2006 01:21 PMI moved to Washington DC in '93 for grad school. One day my roommate says there's a protest going down in Lafayette park, right in front of the Whitehouse. It was a enviro awareness thing trying to raise hell about Dioxins, which are produced by industrial production and cause cancer.
It being DC, not San Francisco, hardly any of the jaded locals who see politics up close every day of the year showed up. Maybe 150 people, max. And then these three dudes got up to play a few songs for us: Perry Farrell! He tore it up acoustic style with a couple guys on the guitar (not famous) for about 30 minutes! I couldn't believe it.
It was obvious he was there to help out and wasn't mis-booked or pissed off cause virtually nobody was there. He seemed to be doing it out of conviction. Stoke.

Posted by: Surfseeker7 at January 19, 2006 01:24 PMthis is some funny shit. My day is starting to go by a little faster. "Hi my name is ___ and I am a junky"
I can't stop laughing from some of these postings
Posted by: keep 'em coming at January 19, 2006 01:25 PMAllman Bros. - acid and hash and pot and wine.
Posted by: Dennis at January 19, 2006 01:31 PMe-listen to "super-sonic Jazz" by Sun Ra--as good as any 50s classic jazz cd. Saw both Sun Ra and Sonny Sharrock in Charlottesville around '89/90 during school--Sonny ripped but sadly the bar was half empty and crowd not into it. Sun Ra went off--packed venue, crazy audience, his dancers gyrating through the bar,one of the saxaphonists (?Gilmore) going off--crazy energy.
Posted by: Jason at January 19, 2006 01:31 PMA Change of Scenery...for the better!!!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 01:35 PMhttp://forums.surfingthemag.com/photopost/data/506/121505-bonus5.jpg "
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 01:36 PMthat sounds rad Jason. I love Sonny Sharrock. thanks for posting.
Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 01:38 PMAnother great "read" in terms of the crazy rock lifestyle books is the Anothony Kiedis book, "Scar Tissue." Crazy stories about the Chili Peppers and again, mounds of this and that....took a long lunch from work the other day and fell upon it at a local downtown bookstore. Could not put it down.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 01:38 PMThe Horde festival around '91 (phish, widespread etc). Consumed my usual amount of fungus and felt they were fake. Took half a dose for the first time and within 20 minutes, I thought I was going to pass out I was so launched....spent the next two hours convincing myself I was "never going to come back"..almost called my dad to pick me up, intent on telling him "I had a bad hotdog"..really glad I didn't.
Posted by: haystack at January 19, 2006 01:44 PMtoday for lunch we had a jazz band play in our cafe. jules broussard and his crew. he said he taught himself sax so he could play in a band at the old strip clubs. jeez...how great of a job would that be...
Posted by: rza at January 19, 2006 01:45 PMWind textured kelp beds below sage filled canyons. Ambient Dub.
Posted by: PNW at January 19, 2006 01:47 PMgreatful dead early 90s at giants stadium, nj. not sure what year but i remember sting opened. beautiful, sunny day. half a dose + weed + beer + opium = good times. no way could i do that now.
Posted by: vons at January 19, 2006 01:51 PM
Posted by: be there! at January 19, 2006 01:53 PM1993 Lollapallooza - Shoreline Amphitheater: SoundGarden, Pearl Jam, Ice-T - took two hits of acid and spent the day moshing with 100 or so 16 year olds, played hacky-sack for hours at the top of the hill, howled at the moon from the vendor aisles...
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 02:11 PMPink Floyd, LA Sports Arena, 1975. acid + weed +weed + weed. LAPD arrested like 400 people for being/getting high. Don't know how they missed us. It was in the paper the next day, my parents were asking me "Did you see any of this going on?" and I was "Uh, no!"
Posted by: taking the 5th at January 19, 2006 02:11 PMIt was actually 1992 - man I hacked for like 4 hours without dropping the bag - it was magical, total heel stall, to "hungry"
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 02:17 PMdusty baker is in "Mad Professor"?
Posted by: who cares at January 19, 2006 02:20 PMWhere are his wrist bands?
The Tiva hackers thought they were so bad-ass back in the day, but man, those lamers, I kept up with them in my Chucks
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 02:24 PMPeyote Buttons at the Pt. Mugu Burial Grounds. The ritual shamanic drumming was surreal.
Posted by: Chumash Local at January 19, 2006 02:33 PMHot Tuna...Academy of Music I think...'70 IIRC.
I still won't forgive the drunk guy that puked on the speakers of my '66 Super Reverb. Name drop...The Big Man sat in right as it happened.
Travel south mañana?
Posted by: kdalle at January 19, 2006 02:39 PM
Posted by: traut at January 19, 2006 02:48 PMtoo many adled concerts to recall, but Humble Pie farewell tour, Long Beach Arena, 74(?) as a 14 year old high from smoking pcp laced thai sticks stands out.
Posted by: KIX at January 19, 2006 02:51 PM2 Flavors:
Judas Priest - Santa Cruz Civic '79; Hash, Sensimilla rolled in hash oil papers. Elephant Malt Liqour.
It took me a minute to remember I went.
Harmonic Convergence dance and music circle in Ulupakakua, Maui '87;
Posted by: 3to5setsof7 at January 19, 2006 02:53 PMSensimillia and fresh shrooms I picked from the cow pies in the fields at Peahi. Whew it took a minute to come back down just now.
Buckethead 2005 at the Independent. totally sober. walked out of there like i was completely wasted. Long live the bucket!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 02:53 PMSummer 1986, Falco concert, bombed on DMT, meth, Flintstones chewables, ketamine, a balloon of China white, alkaline well water and 4 chocolate-bran muffins. They call that combo "the kithcen sink." I was only 11 years old. Awesome.
Posted by: top that at January 19, 2006 03:06 PMX, The Cramps and The Blasters at California Hall (where the Culinary Academy is now), 1980 I think. I was just really drunk. I don't think I made many friends that night.
Posted by: R3W at January 19, 2006 03:06 PMOf 82 documented shark attacks in Calfornia, 12 have been in Marin County, more than anywhere else.
Posted by: Don't Deny it! at January 19, 2006 03:07 PMHappily in denial!
Posted by: Dem at January 19, 2006 03:10 PMI had a firend that "had too much too fast" as a Dead show and thought he was getting sucked into the stage...he hasn't really been the same since..
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:27 PMsounds like a good show R3W..
and nice one top that, "the kitchen sink"
Posted by: bagel at January 19, 2006 03:27 PMnot sure what data you are using, but I think Sonoma County wins, not Marin, especially in the last 15 years or so. In any case, denial runs deep and wide..
Posted by: the janitor at January 19, 2006 03:31 PMcroc attacks outnumber shark attacks in da nile
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:36 PMthank god for that shark net between seal rock and pedro point.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:37 PMFlintstones chewables??!!!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:37 PMThat is a really tall building there!

Posted by: Kaiser at January 19, 2006 03:41 PMR3W-
My second most f-ed up concert pick was DOVE opening for X opening for DEVO on NYE 1979/80 at Long Beach Convention Center.
I was only on Asprin. Took it to combat the 103 degree fever I was experiencing.
Watched from the bleachers, the crowd on the main floor was a trip in itself.
Posted by: friend #1 at January 19, 2006 03:42 PMwhat/when was the craziest moshing you've ever seen or participated in?
what band evokes the wildest pits?
Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 03:46 PMi've always dreamed of playing in front of a huge crazy mass of dancers moshing like mad.
someday...
Posted by: e at January 19, 2006 03:47 PMBlack Flag
Posted by: number one mosh band at January 19, 2006 03:49 PMslayer
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:50 PMNile
Posted by: Brian at January 19, 2006 03:52 PMGo kaiser
ADVICE REQUEST
Posted by: andrew at January 19, 2006 03:53 PMHello niceness crew
I'm seeking advice for a 12 day trip for late June or early August this year (planning my precious vacay days)
I'm traveling solo, Mex is out, I'm seeking left points (and Bali seems so overrun.....)I'd be grateful for any input to all yous guys and gals
and here's to putting some good energy into this here blog (surfing makes me happy, makes me want to do good things in life, makes me want to share aloha with my fellow humans)
fave concert in memory? Pat Metheny, 87, Santa Cruz Civic, unfrigginbeliveable magic moments coming through (that was before he went to wherever he is now with Ornette Coleman....crazy and hard to listen to)
thnx peoples
Hello E
sending good energies
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:56 PM
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 03:59 PMuntouchables, santa monica pier 80's, best ever for me. maybe cause it was one of my first and everyone was picking me up and it was an awesome vibe..they dont make em like that no more....
Posted by: bagel at January 19, 2006 03:59 PMmy gnarliest mosh pit

Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:08 PMStayed up two nights in a row working 16 hour days and partying in between. Drove all night to get to Maine to the Oxford Plains Speedway. Went and saw the Dead. Only puffed. They did an encore of Brokedown Palace and we split. On the drive to the campsite, I hallucinated vividly from lack of sleep. Very freaky, like lucid dreaming while you are really awake.
Best mosh pit was a Green Apple Quick Step/Fishbone/NOFX show at Hammerjacks. Angelo climbed into the rafters and jumped down onto my head. He only weighs about 120 pounds, surprisingly light. I decked a guy who tried to pickpocket my wallet in the pit.
Best concert...Gwar and Soundgarden at the Cat's Cradle...or maybe Blues Traveler in spring 1990 at a free outdoor show attended by about 150 people. We pulled up early with several bottles of wine and a blanket and sat 10 feet in front of Popper. The first time I saw him play harmonica and it freaked me out. Actually the same year Gwar/Soundgarden played we saw Janes Addiction at the same venue, also a very good show. But they didn't rock like Gwar. Gwar is cool!
DMT is not part of the kitchen sink, it only lasts about 10 minutes. Very cool though, like going from sober to full shrooming in 2 minutes, and completely over it by 10. I don't like mixing meth and special K either....just give me a good acid trip...or homegrown mushrooms...we used to grow our own and do a cranberry juice extraction from the rice patties...like doing mushrooms with LSD intensity...way way out there. Best acid ever I took at Abreojos from some deadheads trying to raise money to pay a mechanic to fix their VW bus so they could drive back to SD. Was there during Perseids and stayed up all night watching the dancing and shooting stars.
Oops I named.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:09 PM
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:12 PMAlthough this was pretty much pre-mosh, the Clash, Cramps and DKs at Kezar Pavilion in '79 was fairly insane. For some reason the crowd was generally pissed and ugly. One of the highlights was Jello Biafra diving into the crowd which then proceeded to shred his clothes down to nothing. I think he finished the show with basically his belt and a few shreds of his tightee-whitees. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy. I remember he whined a lot about losing a shoe.
Posted by: R3W at January 19, 2006 04:12 PMcraziest moshing - not a specific band but specific type of music. new age hardcore/metal. bands like throwdown, hatebreed, bury your dead, every time i die,and poison the well. its a whole different type of moshing. these kids go into the pit and just flail their arms and legs as hard as they possibly can.
perfect definition here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hardcore_dancing
anyways, few local bands playing at some shithole in salinas. saw three kids get knocked out cold, broken jaw, loss of 5 teeth, and a broken arm. there was also about six fights during the night. you are not even safe if you are nowhere near the pit cuz kids will just all of a sudden start punching and kicking. i love hardcore music, but i swore to never go see it live again.
Posted by: seascum at January 19, 2006 04:13 PMCircle pitting is a type of moshing or hardcore dancing. The experience is fast and sometimes violent. Circle pitting combines skanking and sometimes two-stepping in a circle during a breakdown in a punk, hardcore, or metalcore show. It can include a crowd of hardcore dancers running around in the pit area pushing or even punching non-dancing onlookers.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:19 PMPerfect conditions, rising tide, warm offshores, flat as a pancake. New Age.
Posted by: PNW at January 19, 2006 04:23 PMMoshing at the Sex Pistols concerts was good. They used to play on Broadway at a small club. Just up the street from Carol Doda's old place.
Posted by: bddbb at January 19, 2006 04:28 PMpapa buoy is way down. might be surfable at the beach soon!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:29 PMCraziest pit I saw was back when it was called slam-dancing by the press and just dancing by us kids was at a house party with Social D opening for TSOL.
The heaviest guy I knew who had broken a girls arm at a previous show was passing. Three dudes near me were cycling: Two would throw the third in and once he was spent, they would retreive him. Halfway recovered he would help throw in one of those guys and so on. Anyone who walked by them on the way to the back yard got thrown in as well.
One of these guys backed into me, and I tried to give him a shove in. Like pushing a wall. I just about shit my pants in the half second it took for him to switch from snear to laugh, as he turned his head back to watch his friends.
Later on that night I got my license suspended at age 16 for an open 40 in the back seat. We had to be back for curfew and hoped to drink the following night but had lost the cap to one of our three bottles.
Posted by: friend #1 at January 19, 2006 04:32 PMscariest mosh pit: agnostic front - do NOT piss off a white power skin.
also, any late 80's straight-edge shows - if you don't drink or do any drugs, you've got a LOT of pent-up aggression. especially the militant crew, with bands that were so fucking crazy and criminal they wouldn't even list their names on their records for fear of going to prison.
Posted by: rza at January 19, 2006 04:36 PMBad Religion.. Acid... Iguana's in Tijuana Mexico 1994, stage in the center of the room completely surrounded by a chain link fence...
I made it out alive
Posted by: Mexi at January 19, 2006 04:38 PMAgnostic front, Toys Dolls and Suicidal Tendencies at the Olympic Auditorium in Downtown LA... Toy Dolls and Tendencies never played... 2 dead 20 minutes into the show... Last show at the Olympic.
Posted by: Mexi at January 19, 2006 04:41 PMThat was 1986 I believe White Power Skins and Venice Suicidals didn't get along too well...
Posted by: Mexi at January 19, 2006 04:43 PMJay Adams talks about being part of the Venice Suicidals. that's some crazy shit mexi!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:48 PMApparently the Olympic opened up again and had Suicidal play last year and another riot broke out, show ended after the first band the Germs.
Posted by: Mexi at January 19, 2006 04:53 PMSick cover shot at Mavsurfer.com right now of Jamilah Star. What a charger.
Posted by: Q at January 19, 2006 04:54 PM1991 cow palace
Slayer
Anthrax
Megadeth
First concert ever @ 15 yo
first mosh pit during Slayer
2 minutes in and 2 front teeth loosened by a headbutt- ouch!
I remember 1993 Pennywise & Offspring @ slims as pretty rough
Posted by: artifact at January 19, 2006 04:56 PMmanpower
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 04:58 PMmen who behave like men
those were the days
...100 years from now
gender realisation
football, basketball, baseball, punk music, americana
repressed realisation of the need for gender balance within the self ie
surfers are a good example in this culture, in many cases
homophobic
and craving "papa energy"
....I have no anger
only understanding
Kai Bond trying to win the "Best Tube Ride" award at the 2001 Cabo contest


Posted by: traut at January 19, 2006 05:00 PMhardcore dancing video
http://www.exbyte.net/media/videos/906/Hardcore_Dancing.html
Posted by: seascum at January 19, 2006 05:06 PMAndrew- Take a look between Ecuador and Chile.
Posted by: sancho at January 19, 2006 05:10 PMneo nazi skin pits are the scariest.
detriot - sepultura and helmet opening for ministry. mwsf got trampled and his arm dislocated during sepultura's first song. he gets taken to a hospital in one of d-towns worst neighborhoods. in the meantime, we have no idea where he is. after we wait for everyone to leave we realize he's no where to be found. we find a note on his car. we cruise to the hospital. hear a gun shot on the way. find him at the hospital. he's drugged up on pain killers sharing a room with a junkie beaten black and blue screaming for a meal.
Posted by: lerm at January 19, 2006 05:12 PMGanrliest Mosh Scene: Clash SC Civic.
Posted by: 3to5setsof7 at January 19, 2006 05:14 PMsancho
Posted by: andrew at January 19, 2006 05:17 PMthanks....the call? I'm going crazy trying to figure it out
what to do? What to do?
It's super dry and cold from what I can ascertain...dangerous too? Traveling alone in a rental car......
nice story's everyone! mexi i think i was at that show at iguana's classic! the good old slam dancing days seemed to be a flash in the pan, all this violent shit nowadays is a bummer. but the craziest shit i saw in a pit was kind of a reunion thing of GBH at LA, at the palace i think, 94' or so. outside of the show i see like a 13 year old vato jump and punch some dudes girlfriend in the face with a chain wraped around his fist, than someone got a skateboard to the head, than it seemed there were cops everywhere. i had flip flops on i remember..
Posted by: nostalgic bagel at January 19, 2006 05:24 PMAndrew, that "space b/t Ecuador and Chile" gets REALLY good in the timeframe you are thinking about taking a vaca. Take a wettie and you'll be fine. If you want some tips, I'd be happy to extend some advice for ya. Let me know and I'll provide my email.. If you don't think you are interested, I won't bother.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 05:25 PMbest mosh pit :
(best i ever SAW WAS NOT NEAR—was
freaking scary)
lalapalooza numero uno
ice-t and body count WITH henry rollins
on extra vocals for sly stone's "don't call me nigga, whitey"
i think i saw detached arms flying about...there were
Posted by: korewin at January 19, 2006 05:32 PMat least 400 people in it. and one crazy bastard RUNNING
the opposite way.
Gnarliest bullshit scene: Niceness.
Posted by: Just A Boy Show at January 19, 2006 05:36 PMno wasting of time here and THANKS
Posted by: andrew at January 19, 2006 05:37 PMVery seriously interested....and I would be super grateful for tips and guidance...it's really what I'm seeking; all the info is out there, but to connect through a connect is the golden egg for me
and I've visualised visiting this area many times but have never had the "connect" to send me there (how golden is the connect? Super gold).
I'm fluent in Spanish too...bueno, hablamos? Y gracias enfrente....
Andrew:
There's a nice left in that little country next to Australia. Nice place too. Always offshore if you can handle a 2 hour drive.
Its far but a really great trip.
ecuador is awesome. or at least it was years ago when i went. that time of year should be fine - water temps in the low 70s.
Posted by: rza at January 19, 2006 05:42 PMdorkiest dork: just a boy show!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 05:46 PMhmmmmm, trippy energies
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 05:58 PM
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 07:42 PMohhhhhshiiiiiiitttttttt
CNN: 2006.19.O6 11:44EST
OSAMA BIN LADEN CAPTURED IN FLIGHT THROUGH TUNISIA
I am SO old. But a few concerts I enjoyed-
Hendrix- one of his last shows.
Humble Pie- really good.
Jethro Tull- pure talent.
Led Zep- out of this world.
Leon Russell- best revival/fun show.
Boz Scaggs- before disco, great R&B.
Santana- with band "Malo" which was malo.
Police- Great, but. . .
Cars- Front band for Police and stole the show.
Stones- A few times, and always good.
Sammy Davis Jr.- 30 years ago my parents gave me tickets. I was so reluctant to go but the show was fantastic. The guy was great.
Posted by: Bruce at January 19, 2006 08:06 PMthis is the internet. so it must be true.
Posted by: KIX at January 19, 2006 08:16 PMPerry Farrel is bisexual.
Rock on Perry! Niceness loves that shit!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 08:37 PMa hole day dedicated to a washed up dicksucker because he surfed once.
what a blog....
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 08:41 PMlate 80's: bad brains at the living room, some speed metal show at the channel, hampshire college punk rock shows: angry fucked up rich kids in jaguars puking - fun!
since we're on the topic:
dave navarro is a good egg and he was a big geek/guitar nerd in high school. he was the best friend (since highschool) of a friend of mine that died from a drug overdose (he was clean and she started using again). such a shame. she was an amazing writer. he's dedicated a bunch of music to her. d'arcy RIP
http://www.google.com/search?q=cache:4SSiGgUkpOoJ:laweekly.com/ink/04/07/music-mcdonald.php+%22d'arcy+west%22&hl=en
andrew landed in my apt on one of his sf trips to "clean up". my boyfriend at the time was totally freaked out - he was totally emaciated and trying to get me to sell some cd's. i gave him my skateboard in exchage for him promising me that he'd return in the evening and i'd drive him to rehab in san mateo.
Posted by: betho at January 19, 2006 08:50 PMneedless to say, he didn't return.
Dead Kennedys, The Offs, Mutants, Punts, Vs., etc. at the Temple Beautiful in '79 were, as you might imagine, pretty unbeatable. Unless, of course, you saw Flipper open for PIL at the SOMA Cultural Center in, like '81.
Posted by: Spiderman at January 19, 2006 08:57 PMDave Mathew's at SBC 2003. It was awsome! I totally had to push a couple 408s out of the way to get some curly fries! A guy I was with was so drunk - he was like hung-over for days!
Posted by: new generation of OB locs at January 19, 2006 09:03 PMdood, it was like so da kine, a lid of gold colombo, g of bolivian flake, crusing in the back of the van, black sabbath, america and santana in heavy rotation on the 8 track, down to the long beach civic auditorium to see zappa and the mothers. all the fine chicks in tie-dyed halter tops. I think someone slipped me a hit of acid. I know I saw traffic lights glowing red, and yellow and green. like a trip man. better than the deep purple gig man. so tierra del fuego. you know.
Posted by: PNW at January 19, 2006 09:23 PMdo you even know what the STANDARDS are?
Posted by: KIX at January 19, 2006 09:50 PMstandards are passe. its all about local avante garde movements. radical redefinitions of the accepted norms. the deconstruction of local paradigms of perception constantly under microscopic introspection by the new generations of disgruntled debutantes in all levels of social existence. speak not to me of standards, I work only from a position of deviation.
Posted by: Chumash Local at January 19, 2006 09:58 PMrappin aint nuthin.
Posted by: Otis at January 19, 2006 10:00 PMblack sabbath, period.
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 10:37 PMWham!UK at the fudge fest, '85.
I blacked out with my eyes open!
Posted by: at January 19, 2006 10:59 PMWOAH!

Posted by: at January 20, 2006 12:35 AMFunny Bruce. I had the exact same Sammy experience. I saw him at the Latin Casino in Cherry Hill, NJ. It now a Men's Wearhouse store.
Posted by: Dennis at January 20, 2006 07:06 AMwow.
heather might have been dethroned if she doesn't make an appearance quick!
what's her name?
Posted by: at January 20, 2006 07:33 AMHit wuz da drum an' bass/ beatbox festival in Langley near Barkshire. I'd bin up fe three days booty bumpin' jim tabs an' glass wiv me bruva me mate Dave Shemfye Tow an' Tom Curran afta we'd finished up iz interphew. Tom wuz so wasted e hopped up on stage an' did da beatbox rendishun hof Dick Dale's Misirlou, da crowd wanted to lynch I is. We barely escaped wiv our lives. Is it coz I is black?
Posted by: Ali G at January 20, 2006 09:59 AMsammy davis jr, nice bruce and dennis
Posted by: abgel at January 20, 2006 10:06 AMthats bagel
Posted by: bagel at January 20, 2006 10:08 AMDave Matthews at SBC park, ha! that's a good one
Posted by: at January 20, 2006 10:34 AMa
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Posted by: anon at January 21, 2006 10:28 AM