I Tried To Feed Your Jackal But He Bit My Hand And Ran
If you're looking for another important piece of Connecticut indie music history, look no further head on elsewhere. This here's the second installment of the "Footprints of God" compilation series; the first one, which I posted a year ago, has M.O.T.O. and a pretty good Isolation Farm song, while the second one tails off a bit. I think if you chopped up Purple Eternal and the Deadbeats and put them together in a mixing bowl you'd end up with the Bunnybrains... I have the Deadbeats 7" laying around here somewhere, as well as a live recording, but don't ask me what either one of them sounds like, I have no clue. I'm regretfully leaving off Biker Mutt even though Jim reads this blog because their song reminds me of a Glen Thrasher birthday party that I wasn't invited to. As for Bimbo Shrineheads, don't be fooled by the goofy band name cuz they put up some pretty ace-sounding pedal-happy swirly guitar stuff. In summary, every single person involved with putting out this record deserves to be shot. No wait, that's my Butterflies of Love review. Never mind.
Even though I'm not planning on shutting this blog down just yet, updates will continue to be minimal. Obviously Blogspot has long since kicked the bucket as far as being a useful platform for anyone who's even slightly interested in having other people see the work they're doing and maybe starting a discussion over it. For now, Tumblr has become the place where I've been doing most of my posting as far as bands and photos go, so until Tumblr dies off too, you could skip on over to there if you'd like. Or you can close the browser window and go read a zine, I've heard they've been making a comeback, even though (according to the interviews I've read) Jay Hinman's is the only one that exists so far.
For the record, I have not only lost my ability to take a joke, but I can also no longer sense danger, communicate with sea animals, see through walls, transform myself into a bucket of water or block of ice, burn a batter's bat to ashes with my fastball, fly an invisible plane, nor start fires and cause seismic waves using only mind control.
The labels that have enough money to buy advertising all put out shitty records
If you sent me something I must've lost it
How to use this blog
You can browse this blog and listen to the songs without having to download them first, by clicking on the highlighted song titles. The files will open in a new window; you can either hit "Play", or you can click on "Download" up in the right-hand corner to download them to your computer, which is the preferred method, because there's usually a cool graphic (or sometimes even lyrics) when you play the files using Windows Media Player.
Also, clicking on the photos will enlarged them. I guess some people haven't figured that out yet.
Thee ex-fanzines (all of these sucked, you're not missing anything)
Run It #3, January '86
Boris #1 (i.e. Run It #4), May '86
Dig 'Em, December '86
Brushback #1, June '87
Brushback #2, March '95
Brushback #3, May '95
Brushback #4, Oct '95
Brushback #5, Fall '96
Brushback #6, Fall '97
Incremental Decrepitude #1, Aug '11
Incremental Decrepitude #2, Feb '14
Incremental Decrepitude #3, Sept '14
"Within a grainy film-still between a summer sunset and the end of times lies the post-punk squall of Weekend. Weekend filter the aggression, tempo and sneer of punk through a wall of reverb, haunting melody, feedback and primitive garage guitar.... a totally distinctive take on the history of post-punk noise rock."
Recent awesome-like stuff from those other blogs
fucking nothing, can you believe that. blogs are dead
This blog was originally intended to be a place for me to write about the records in my collection, regardless of their rarity/collectability-- or, at least, it was when I first started. Lately it's just been an excuse for me to make dumb jokes and spout off about a lot of stupid crap. Sometimes different things will be thrown in along the way just to confuse people and piss them off, which is okay. All screw-ups, wrong dates, and mis-statements will be ignored by me as if they were intentional, except for grammatical errors which will be edited and rewritten at least five or six times if necessary. Facts will often be misrepresented, as a way of mocking those people who think such things are important. Please note: This is just a hobby for me, and bands are written about here either because I own one of their records or because I've seen them play before and like them. Posting press releases for crappy bands that I have no use for is not really how I want to spend my spare time. If you want to know what kind of bands I like, just look at the sidebar to see which bands I've written about already, and you'll notice that your PR firm doesn't represent any of them. Most of the live band photos on this blog are mine, and if there's one of your band that you like then please feel free to use it, I don't care. It's your band anyway. The blog title itself was swiped from Paul Caporino-- "One Base on an Overthrow" was originally going to be the title of a M.O.T.O. record that I was going to release back in the '90s, but that never actually happened. Lucky for you, I guess.