So yes — we went to another SubGenius event. The Baltimore Devival #2. This time, we actually got a friend to join us: Tabbitha! I’ve always considered her the most latent SubGenius out of all of my friends anyway. (I’d say John The Canadien too, but he’s already found “Bob”!) I wore my psychedelic / optical illusion shirt, pimp hat, green sparkling smoking jacket, and camouflage pants. Almost wore a space-themed tie, but decided against it, despite the cold, by assuming the venue would be too hot for a tie to be comfortable, and too dark for space tie to be visible.
refrigerator podium – to be used for preaching later
We got off to a late start due to generally being punk-ass slowpokes. Baltimore is a long way away; over an hour’s drive. And poor Tabbitha had to drive to our place in addition to that. Then there was the whole detour on the way back to pick up my car, but I’ll talk about that later. We managed to blaze in town just around the opening time, so technically we were 15 minutes or so late. There was one good sign pointing out that we were in the correct place: A huge projectedDobbshead, obscuring a woman’s health advertisement. It was a sign from “Bob”:
The parking itself was really weird. You basically had to park in a lot that said you’d be towed if you parked there. But it was pretty much empty. And this seemed like a quiet neighborhood. Not a good neighborhood; but a quiet one. Not so busy that tow trucks were on the prowl. And since Baltimore is a city full of douchebags (I got a ticket for not feeding a meter at 11:30PM on a Saturday fucking nite!), we weren’t sure if we could park there. We finally drove away, circled around, and came back a second time when we realized there was no where else to park.
Dammit Janet and Tangent were asking us — “Have you seen a power tools band before?” … I really was totally clueless when they asked that. I finally learned the meaning of “power tools band”, and it was quite literal. And the great thing is, since SubGeniuses hate rules… You could walk right into the sparks if you so chose. And that’s what I did (almost)… I eventually wound up right next to the “sparks girl”, where I could get a good vantage of the carnage. At one point, she lost her spark thingies (they flew forward from the force of the power tools), and pulled these aluminum squares from her pockets to spark up in an emergency!
Anyway, here’s some crappy (because my camera sucks) video of them playing:
(Yes, it’s 2 copies of the same video, one on flickr, one on youtube, just in case the other goes down.)
Anyway, beer was a consideration for us. The first Baltimore SubGenius Devival occurred in a church, which obviously did not have a liquor license. Tons of people were drinking (and thus huge lines for the bathrooms), but they all had the foresight to bring their own. Not wanting to repeat the mistakes of last year, we bought beer on the way — part of why we were late. We also enquired about the beer when we arrived. Princess Pisces was outside, and I asked her, and apparently it was a donation to get beer — like at Art-O-Matic. Except without fixed prices. (I always wondered how ArtOMatic could “cheat” this by “suggesting” a specific “donation”.)
And what is the most slackful donation to make? $1. This seemed to be fine with everyone. We drank a shitload for $1.
The place it was at – Load Of Fun – was a very strange warehousey kind of venue. Not much of it was properly maintained. There were 3 bathrooms, but one did not have a working sink:
The Worst Sink In All Of Scotland
There was a lot of graffiti in various places as well:
I of course decided to explore. There was no security in any form whatsoever, other than various locked doors upstairs. I managed to explore every nook and crannie that could be explored without picking a lock. And there was some neat stuff… like… Stairs?!?!?!?!:
There was all kinds of weird things up there… Including a dilapidated cart that really did not look safe to move any amount of actual weight on….
Once I got 2 floors above the main level, things got even more sketchy. The light was pretty much just the city light that came through the windows. There was a long narrow hallway and things were in such bad condition that I walked slowly to ensure boards didn’t break beneath my feet. Eventually I wasdeposited me into this strange area with caged books. I found it very odd, as well as a seemingly accidental social commentary on free speech in America:
free thinking has no place in modern america
keep the children safe
I also found a rogue “OH!”, this time not placed there by me:
The various bands (Motor Morons, Fat Free, Amino Acids) played, with various preachers (Rev. Ivan Stang, Princess Pisces, Rev. Carter LeBlanc) preaching in between:
Eventually, Susie The Floozy passed out candy fangs. These were arguably cooler than the candy eyeballs we got last year:
We of course ran into several of the friends we made at X-Day, including 808 and Christie (with the Gashlycrumb Tinies tattoo). They may be at Assateague this year. The Asian chick in the background might be the subject of the “scrambled naked girl” artwork that I took back from this devival and put up on my wall. I’ll have to ask Reggie Zus.
Carolyn, 808, Christie
Eventually, Tabbitha had to explore the 2nd floor as well, since 2 of the bathrooms were on the “1.5th floor” (kind of a half-floor between 1st and 2nd floor), and most SubGenii are way too fond of slack to go up an additional flight of stairs without konwing for sure there is a bathroom. Anyway, it wasn’t long before she found a sign to disobey:
Even latent SubGenii are possessed with an urge to break any and all rules.
Finally we went out for a smoke break in the alley behind the venue, and checked out some of the cool graffiti:
It got cold, so we went back in and resumed watching the bands / preaching:
Stang’s jacket reminded me of my own, only silver instead of green:
Stang’s shiny smoking jacket
Carter LeBlanc preaching
The last band to play is always the Amino Acids. They pulled Carolyn and some other females onto the stage…
Anyway… A good time was had by all. We got to experience preaching, music, intoxication, unique people, as well as reconnecting with some of the cool people we had met at X-Day this year. Plus, Reggie Zus let me take home a piece of art that he had on display there. He said he printed it for free at school, so why not give it away for free? I don’t have a proper picture of it, but you can see it in the top of this picture, behind our cats playing with bubbles:
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BAD STUFF: I suppose, technically, this could be considered a sequel. Not only is the Prince Caspian book not the first book in The Chronicles Of Narnia, but this is also not the first Narnia movie by director Andrew Adamson (who also brought us Shrek 3). And I actually don’t find the story of the book or of the movie to be as memorable as the “first” book/movie, The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe. (If you don’t understand the quotes around “first”, read this.)
Have I mentioned how much I love Atari Teenage Riot? They are tied for my favorite band, along with The Misfits and Ween. (Click their name to go to my old post, or here, and see the real riot they started in Germany.)
Never have I heard music that incorporates so many aspects of techno — that I could stand hearing more than 2 minutes of.
Never have I heard music that incorporates the energy level of punk — yet doesn’t even have a real guitar!
Never have I heard something so fast and hard-hitting that couldn’t be considered metal, punk … or In The Hall Of The Mountain King (which I’ve moshed to).
Never have I heard music that captures the visceral anger I feel at the way the politics of the world have been treating the people in the world. There’s a lot of bands I listen to that heavily support most of the politics I believe in — D.O.A. and most of NoFX for example — but none of them capture the proper anger level over the situation. The desire to literally destroy all forms of oppression.
I’ve talked about Atari Teenage Riot before, but my RSS feed for their YouTube videos just kicked in, so I wanted to repost a few items of their awesome stuff.
This one I actually hadn’t seen before!!! The video to Sick To Death (lyrics HERE):
Maybe it’s fan-made — since there doens’t seem to be any part where you can see them singing the lyrics — but I’m still grabbing it. Of course, one can always see the same song live:
Too Dead For Me, one of their most aggressive (and thus one of my favorite) songs (lyrics HERE):
Heatwave, another of the top 5 or so most aggressive ATR songs (though I don’t like it as much as the others; maybe I should) (lyrics here, since you wont be able to understand them):
“As I left the supermarket two policeman grabbed me and they said:
‘You’re the cunt that we were waiting for…’
They didn’t need a reason…
They never do…
The state uses violence to keep everything in their order!
We don’t use violence to find a role in this society!
We use violence to beat this society!”
Moving on to something less aggressive (by ATR standard, anyway), here is the video for Destroy 2000 Years Of Culture. Slayer fans may recognize the background riff of the entire song as a slightly cut-up version of the riff 50 seconds into Slayer‘s song Dead Skin Mask. Lyrics here.
And for shits n giggles, here’s ATR member Carl Crack shooting Adolf Hitler, from a commercial for Digital Hardcore Records (13 seconds):
…And a fan-made video done by an Asian couple (?) for the super-aggressive Not Your Business, complete with incorporated lyrics (nice!):
And what are they doing today? Carl Crack died of a drug overdose. Nic Endo does her own thing. Frontman Alec Empire is still putting out good music — I don’t care for his experimental/jazz+elvis/nintendo stuff, but the aggressive stuff is 75% similar to Atari Teenage Riot. Hanin Elias is doing her own thing too. I don’t like it as much, but still… She’s worth watching, and she’s still angry:
And as for their recording sessions… Well, things are pretty crazy there too…
Anyway… It’s too bad I’ll never get to see them live. (more…)
Spice, or JWH-018, was first synthesized in a lab in 1995 by John W. Huffman, who was studying structure-recepter relationships. It binds to the same 2 cannabinoid recepters that marijuana does. (Of course, these receptors have no known purpose other than to get us stoned.)
So of course places are banning it. The irony is, it very well may be more dangerous than pot, because it's not natural. And the only reason people are using it is that pot is illegal.
Once again, prohibition doesn't prevent harm: It creates it.
If you are an 18-year-old female passenger in a car going 56MPH on a 55MPH road, a creepy fat pig can pull you over and touch your crotch.
Yay, America! Land of the free, except we have the highest prison population of any nation. We're such hypocrites.
And the excuse that they had a gun? Guns are legal. Pot should be legal too. I see no reason to do anything else than issue a speeding ticket, if that's really why you're pulling someone over. I'm tired of guns — something legal — being used as an excuse to take down.
Reminds me of sex — sex, which is legal, is used to repress people and business constantly.
Your purse still can't be legally searched, though. If you have drugs, put them in your passenger's purse, refuse a search, and the evidence will be thrown out. I hope.
Everytime you buy a CD or an iPhone, God kills a kitten. Oops. I mean:
Everytime you buy a CD or an iPhone, you fund organizations who want to take away our privacy, and monitor our private communications to make sure we don't do anything the corporations don't like.
And there's not a goddamn thing I can do about it, other than, say, write a virus that destroys every iphone, which would be fucking awesome, but way beyond my capability.
What a fucking asshole! No wonder he has to drive around in bullet proof glass! The liberal media was right when he was first elected — This guy is a fucking douche, more likely a spawn of Satan than anybody holy. And people revere him as the official mouthpiece to their fake fucking sky fairy!
Now, I'm all for Holocaust Deniers NOT BEING ARRESTED or EXTRADITED over exercising their freedom of speech. But at the same time, if you're running a fucking religion that is supposed to be a force for good — don't sit there and fucking honor these assholes.
It's a fucking douchey thing to deny the Holocaust. Say the numbers aren't accurate, but don't say it didn't fucking happen, because it did. My grandparents were THERE.
The Vatican recently said it will excommunicate woman priests (see links for 2008-05-30), thereby SENDING THEM TO HELL BY THEIR OWN BELIEFS. But deny the Holocaust? That's not as bad as being a woman priest!
It's like Obama has no knowledge of things like the Tulia, Texas scandal.
Ironically, Bush reduced funding here. But Democrats are spend-crazy.
Imprisoning non-violent people is just about the greatest revocation of liberty that exists. And the Democrats are going to give them 3 billion dollars to continue to wage a war against the american people.
Isn't it enough that we are fighting multiple wars abroad, and funding others (Israel, Columbia)? And funding the failed bailout corporations as well? And now we're going to fund the failed drug war?
This is why I voted for Nader, people. I will have NO FUCKING PART in this.
I asked my parents about some of the crap that went down at the parties they used to host, and these were their responses:
“Well, I definitely commiserate with you. And yes–we stopped having big parties, at least partially because our “guests” didn’t seem to respect the fact that our home was not a playground. Which actually meant that they didn’t respect us. We sort of-kind of tolerated this for a while but, when we got a little older, we cut down and finally stopped having big, blow-out get-togethers.
Carolyn’s right about our toilet being broken. That happened when we lived in an apartment, but it was still our home. I don’t think anybody ever copped to having broken it. There was another incident when a college friend got drunk and fell through our glass coffee table, totally demolishing it. He paid for the replacement, but our enjoyment of these shindigs was already winding down.
I felt a little deja vu-irritation at those parties Britt and Chuck used to throw. People stamping cigarette butts out on their carpets, breaking furniture, spilling wine all over…there’s a point where having fun becomes disrespectful. And it’s even more unacceptable when the people are 30 plus years old…grow up, jerks.
Anyway, I was really sorry to hear about what happened to you guys. And I think you’re in the right to tell everybody how pissed off you are. They all need to know that destructive behavior is abusive and unacceptable–destroying a friend’s property is like slapping them in the face. Unfortunately, it’s not surprising that nobody has admitted blame. Besides not wanting to accept responsibility, they’re probably also humiliated and embarrassed. I just hope that your reaction makes them realize that they need to behave more courteously in the future. The unfortunate thing is that many of your friends are probably innocent people getting stuck in the middle of all this. But isn’t that always the way?”
“yeah, i think a toilet was broken once — cracked the tank part and I’m thinking it was in our rented apartment so it really cost us.
sometimes you know who did it, sometimes you don’t. its the price you pay for having parties….something will always get fucked up. when we had our Christmas party here in this house, someone left the water running in the sink in the master bath and flooded it —- how hard is it to turn off water????? No one was drunk or anything, and these were mostly our “adult” neighbors, so go figure (though a few of them brought their pre-teen kids (suspects!)). Don’t bother blaming people for the shit they do…if you know who did something, just dont invite them again. [Hard to do when I don’t know. -Clint] Chuck’s friends trashed Britt’s house every party and broke stuff, spilled and left stuff, etc. Chris & Britt haven’t had any problems with guests because they have more responsible friends.
It kinda goes with the territory and the “types” of people you associate with. Not putting you down, just some of your “friends”.
Ask yourself, “are they really friends, or just slobs looking for a place to party and trash?” We’ve been down that road too and simply stopped having large parties.”
I don’t want to be the last person in my family to stop having parties. So if shit does down at a party, guests need to expect to face an investigation without getting pissy about it. (more…)