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***June Thirtieth Two Thousand and Seventeen***

The republicans keep going on and on about immigrants stealing our jobs, but you never hear nary a peep about
human bankers being replaced by horses!  HORSES ARE THE TRUE ENEMY PEOPLE, WAKE UP!!!


I'grams -

Lazy butterfly that let me get too close.  Cary, NC.

Dodge Town Wagon.  Charlotte, NC.  

Countryside.  Wake County, NC.  


Links -

Manolo's Tapes, FTC Revisited
- this cat Manolo took the first two FTC videos and chopped them up a bit, throwing
in some unseen footage.  I watched the originals so many times the number may not be quantifiable by modern science,
so this one is a no-brainer.  

New Balance: Solo Brasileiro - the filming on the New Balance vids is so good that it almost doesn't feel like skate-
boarding any more...but anytime you get to see footage from Tom Knox and Jack Curtain and pretty much this entire
team you gotta stick those petty concerns in your back pocket and just watch.  

Two new entries in the photo journal - beach photos from our trip to Emerald Isle, and a collection of randomness.


Spiral Stairs
With Mac McCaughan
Cat's Cradle Back Room

Hey, I saw  Mac McCaughan play again!  For those keeping track at home, you're doing better than me - I've lost
count at this point the number of times I've seen the Superchunk frontman in his various forms.  He played sitting down
with an acoustic guitar, which seems normal but I feel like most of the times I've seen him solo he's played an electric. 
There were a couple of new songs, some of his solo songs, and of course a few Superchunk songs - "Driveway to
Driveway," "Sick to Move," "Digging for Something," the rarely heard but awesome "Rope Light," and "Nu Bruises,"
which Mac noted might be the first time he's ever played that one on an acoustic guitar.  Given that I've gone to see
this man play dozens upon dozens of times, is it even necessary to point out that it was great?  Well, it was, as always. 

Back in my Bay Area days, I got to see Scott Kannberg's first post-Pavement band Preston School of Industry a few
times since he was also living in the area at the time, and it was always delightful - more understated/less bombastic
than the work Stephen Malkmus was putting out by himself, but just as catchy.  Soon after he started performing under
the name
Spiral Stairs (his nickname on the early Pavement records), but his sound remained the same.  And then
after the release of "The Real Feel" in 2009...he disappeared.  Yadda yadda yadda, it's a few years and some random
festival Pavement reunions later, he puts out a really good new platter called "Doris & the Daggers," goes on tour, and
luckily I get to see him play again for the first time in at least a decade.  They kicked off their set with a cover of Roxy
Music's "Flesh and Blood," which reminded me to listen to more Roxy Music (I have this same thought every time I
hear Roxy Music).  After that, it was lots of tracks from the new record, and towards the end they even tossed in a
couple of Preston School of Industry gems.  This was all great, don't get me wrong, but my inner fanboy ecstatic he
was ending the show with a few Pavement jams.  Looking at his set lists from other gigs this is pretty common, but you
know what's not common?  Pavement drummer Steve West was at the show as a spectator, and actually got behind
the kit for a four-song pseudo-Pavement reunion: "Hit the Plane Down," "Date with IKEA," "Kennel District," and the
one that unsurprisingly got the biggest sing-a-long, "Two States."  It was a little sloppy, as I don't think Steve had played
these songs in ages, but that just added to the charm.  It was a great night all around, and hopefully it's not another
decade before Spiral Stairs decide to do this again.  Also, a full reunion Pavement tour would be totally fine with me. 


Iron Maiden
With Ghost
PNC Music Pavilion

As you could easily guess from my show history, I don't go in for these types of huge concerts at arenas or amphi-
theaters or in this case, pavilions.  Sometimes though, you just decide you've never seen
Iron Maiden and they aren't
getting any younger, so why the hell not? 

The opener was Ghost from Sweden.  The singer dresses like a demented pope and the rest of the band is wearing
masks.  I know this more from seeing photos of the band than what I saw on the stage, because we were so damn far could kinda make out the pope hat at best.  They sounded pretty good - much more melodic than I was ex-
pecting based on their look (you always expect a demented pope to shade more to the black metal descriptor, right?). 
There were a lot of Ghost shirts in the crowd, so clearly this was a pretty popular opener - I give them the thumbs up as
well.  Still, it's weird watching a metal band when it's still daylight outside.  Pretty sure they played the Lincoln Theatre
not too long ago, I'd be down to see them again in that more intimate setting. 

While there was no shortage of the expected white trash and rednecks at the show, the percentage was much lower
than expected.  And speaking of percentages, I figured the crowd would be at least 70% male, but in reality I'd put that
number closer to 80-85%.  It was a real schlong city.  The guy behind us spent a long time giving dating tips to a seven
year old, threatening to beat someone's ass over the phone, and referring to someone as "a sack of chicken wings
sewn into human form."  The guy that was briefly in front of us took his shirt off, threw it into the crowd, and then walked
away never to be seen again.  I would bet at least 50% of the crowd was wearing Maiden shirts - I gotta think that band
makes more off of merch than they do music and concerts combined. 

Speaking of Maiden, eventually they took the stage just as it was getting dark.  It was everything I hoped it would be -
huge "Indiana Jones" set, flash pots going off left and right, crazy lights and smoke, different Eddie banners for every
song, and most importantly, the band sounded great.  Probably the most impressive part was how active and agile the
band was, especially singer Bruce Dickinson - pacing the stage, jumping off of monitors, up and down from the multiple
tiers of set - I bet he covered five miles easy, not bad for a man nearly sixty years old!  Long story short on the set, the
highlights were "The Trooper" and "Number of the Beast," but they didn't play "Run to the Hills" much to my chagrin -
something I would have known if I had looked at their set lists before the show, as they've been playing the same set
for this entire tour.  The lack of that song was my only complaint from an otherwise stellar show.  Next time I'm splurging
for better seats though. 

Oh, and then as we left, I saw more people so drunk they were walking leaned back at a 45 degree angle than I've ever
seen in my entire life.  Which was especially impressive because all the beer was shit and it cost twelve bucks a can. 
Some of those folks must have spent their whole paycheck to get to that state, that's dedication. 

(Photo found online, as far as I know Miley Cyrus was not at this concert.)


"Can you feel the tension? I can. I can feel down in my plums. Getting a nice, bluish hue. Getting ready to take them
down to the farmer's market."

A chunk of classic early nineties hip's like being back in high school all over again.  Every single one of these
songs is an all-timer.  
Da Lench Mob - Guerillas in the Mist
Eric B & Rakim - Let the Rhythm Hit'em
Nice & Smooth - Sometimes I Rhyme Slow
Pete Rock & CL Smooth - Appreciate

Royal Headache - Another World.  Stylistically this band is all over the map, hopping genres on nearly every song.  
This is usually a sign of groups not being able to do anything well, but that's not the case here.
Love Her If I Tried
My Own Fantasy

Run The Jewels - 2100 (feat. Boots).  What the hell can I tell you about the new Run The Jewels that everyone else
hasn't already said?  It's awesome, obviously.  
Legend Has It
Talk To Me
Thieves! (Screamed The Ghost) (feat. Tunde Adebimpe)

Superdrag - Keep It Close To Me.  Revisiting the third Superdrag album "In The Valley Of Dying Stars," which is
damn near pop perfection.  If their first record gets a 100 (and it does, don't argue with me), this one is at least a 95.  
Lighting The Way
Some Kind Of Tragedy
True Believer

***May Thirty First Two
Thousand and Seventeen***

Sex kinks are getting weirder and weirder every day.  I can't keep up with all of them.  


Instant Grams -

Vintage Land Cruiser.  Morganton, NC.  

This cat ain't right.  Marion, NC.  

Decaying castle.  Glen Alpine, NC.  

Cow watching.  Raleigh, NC.  

Sunset.  Pine Knoll Shores, NC.  


Other photos -

Some scanned film shots from the time I saw King Khan at the Local 506 not long after I moved back to North
Carolina...summer of 2008 probably.  Long exposure plus hand-held, manually triggered flash gives the laser results,
which was my style at the time.


Lynx -

Real Skateboards put out a banger of a joint part featuring Chima Ferguson, Davis Torgerson, and local hero
Justin Brock
- that nollie over the huge street gap by Davis is WHOA.  It's crazy what people just thrown into a web
part these days, but then again almost every part released is a web part these days.

Numbers released another team edit - I'm still not sure I'm fully backing this team, something about it rubs me the
wrong's definitely not the skating though.  He might be a kook in real like but I still get happy watching Eric
ride on a board.  And my god, Antonio Durao...what he can do makes no goddamn sense.  

I didn't do shit as far as photo journaling goes.  


Redd Kross
With Maple Stave
The Pinhook

Much to my delight, the Pinhook moved the start time of this show back one hour at some point between my leaving
the house and it actually starting...I guess the upside is I got to catch up on all of those news articles I had saved on my
phone as I stood around waiting for that hour.  The downside is...I had to stand around for that hour.  It's not watching
paint dry that is the true measure of time moving slowly, it's waiting for a show to start. 

The lone opener was Maple Stave, a local band that's been around for a while, but that I had somehow never seen
before.  This trio was some good, old fashioned late-nineties-style math rock - angular rhythms, no bass, aluminum
baritone guitars, some vocals but mostly instrumental, small tinges of Jawbox, larger tinges of Hurl and Dianogah...
they sounded like an act My Pal God would have released if Maple Stave had existed in 1997 (the band is old, but not
that old).  I would have literally shit my britches to have local talent like this twenty years ago, but these days this type
of music just doesn't get my juices flowing like it used to.  By no means am I saying Maple Stave was bad - they were
actually impressively strong musicians - it's more that my tastes have shifted, as they often do when you age from 20
to 40.  I wasn't mad about seeing them though, and I'm glad bands like this still exist out in the music world.  

Let's move on to what motivated a lazy asshole like myself to drive over to Durham and walk a few blocks in the rain to
get to the Pinhook...Redd Kross.  The most noteworthy difference this time around - the Melvin's Dale Crover was the
guest drummer on this tour.  The songs still sounded pretty much the same, but the drums definitely felt heavier, or at
least were being hit much harder.  Most of the set was a mix of old and new, including a few songs from the (somewhat)
recent and (very) excellent "Researching The Blues" - specifically, they played my favorite song "Downtown," and the
gig goes down in the book as a success for that track alone.  Somewhere around the middle of their performance they
played their 1984 record "Teen Babes From Monsanto" in full from start to finish, to commemorate their recent re-
release of the title.  What can you really say about vets like Redd Kross that haven't been said so many times before? 
They deliver an arena-worthy performance no matter the size of the room, and the packed crowd ate it up.  Standing
at the front of the stage to take photos, I could see their set list was nearly Guided By Voices in length - I lasted about
three quarters of the way through before that extra hour of standing around waiting spoke up and told me enough was


"Look, you think I want to be wasting my prison phone time on you? I could be calling a joke hotline."

Cornershop - Call All Destroyer.  A recent nostalgia trip reminded me how much I used to love the Cornershop
record "Woman's Gotta Have It."  Very fond memories of a show they played with Seaweed opening and Superchunk
as the headliners, one of my all time favorite live line-ups.  
Hong Kong Book Of Kung Fu

Mikal Cronin - Control.  It took a little while for the third Mikal Cronin record to grow on me, but I got there eventually.
Made My Mind Up
Turn Around

Mount Moriah - Calvander.  Speaking of third records by bands on's another one.  As always, love love
love Heather McEntire's voice.  
Chiron (God in the Brier)

Preoccupations - Monotony.  This band has sort of a Magazine vibe...that's a good vibe to have.  

Reigning Sound - Can't Hold On.  A couple of tracks from the free EP the band released via Scion called "Abdi-
cation...For Your Love" that's damn good and the whole thing might be available if you scour the Scion music site.  

Watching My Baby

I'm pretty sure I don't have to talk about this particular collection of classic REM songs, they more than speak for them-
(Don't Go Back To) Rockville  

Driver 8
It's The End Of The World As We Know It
Radio Free Europe

***April Thirtieth Two Thousand and Seventeen***


Pug life.  


Grams -

Mercury Cougar.  Raleigh, NC.  

J. Mascis' amps.  Carrboro, NC.

Living mannequin.  Durham, NC.  

Yates Mill.  Raleigh, NC.


Other pics -

Going through some old photos - scans of a few snaps from our cross-country drive in 2008.  I'd love to take that trip
again and double the amount of time spent on it.  

Capital Reef National Park, Utah.

Capital Reef National Park, Utah.

Hwy 95 between Hanksville and Natural Bridges National Monument, Utah

Hwy 24 near Capital Reef National Park, Utah


Links -

Only one skate video this month, and it's a few months old - the short from Element, Zygote.   Though truthfully it's not
really a team video so much as an Evan Smith part with a few guest tricks from the rest of the team.  I'm not com-
plaining though, because that Evan Smith part is one of the best things I've seen in the last year.  No idea why I slept
so long on watching this.  

This month I got around to editting the snaps from the scant few shows I've attended recently for the photo journal,
which isn't much.  Things may be picking up though, assuming I can motivate myself to leave the house.  

I've actually done a few music reviews, and some are even of new music!


Dinosaur Jr
Cats Cradle

Dinosaur Jr has been doing their thing for over thirty years now, and even doing that thing with the original line-up for
the past ten years, so there's not really a lot to report here that hasn't been said so many times before by people much
more skilled in the art of word manipulation and adequate grammar.  The guys might be older, but the music is as
vibrant to me as ever.  It's interesting to think that this band's most popular records are older than the music I consid-
ered "oldies" when I was a kid - despite that, there was definitely a ton of young people in the crowd, which mostly
made my heart happy, and also slightly annoyed me because they had the gall to get to the Cradle way before me
and then stand in front of me like a bunch of responsible attendees.

I suppose the big difference for me is that unlike the last time I saw Dinosaur Jr, they didn't play "Bug" in it's entirety. 
Instead, it was a number of songs from their most recent release "Give A Glimpse Of What Yer Not" mixed with clas-
sics like "Freak Scene," "Thumb," "Start Choppin," "Feel the Pain," and my person favorite on the night "The Wagon." 
It sounded great, especially after I moved back near the soundboard when I finished taking photos.  If you've seen the
band before, you can picture in your head what the stage looked like - J Mascis standing nearly still the whole time in
front of a wall of Marshall amps, rarely talking, and shredding his guitars; Murph playing the drums like someone took
the spirit of Animal from the Muppets and put it into the body of an accountant; and I'm not sure I saw Lou Barlow's
face the entire time, just a frenzied nest of hair while he lurched back and forth on his bass. 

It might have all been predictable, this band that has been around so long, doing things I've seen them do a number of
times before, but it was still plenty fun and I'll gladly do it again if and when Dinosaur Jr come back to town. 


Nick, I've tried everything: the embassy, the German government, the consulate. I even talked to the U.N. ambassador.
It's no use, I just can't bring my wife to orgasm."

Fluxblog has been doing these multi-disc yearly surveys every month that are a great reminder on a few great top 40
pop songs from the past that you forgot about, and even more you wish you could forget.  Here are a few select treats
from the 1982 collection...
Afrika Bambaataa and the Soul Sonic Force - Planet Rock
Fleetwood Mac - Hold Me
INXS - Don't Change
Jackson Browne - Somebody's Baby
Sister Nancy - Bam Bam
The Go Go's - Vacation

Bare Wires - Dirt Beach.  The singer dude from Warm Soda was first the singer dude for Bare Wires, or vice versa
if you prefer to think of it that way.  Both bands sound pretty close to the same for my money, maybe Warm Soda is a
little glammier.
Make Her Mine

Best Coast - Fine Without You.  Is it still cool to like Best Coast?  I feel like it was cool, and then for some reason
stopped being cool, and I was never sure why.  Maybe the kids just don't like good pop songs, because Best Coast is
really good at pop songs.  
In My Eyes

Raekwon - Knuckleheadz (feat. Ghostface & U-God).  A couple of gems from the classic "Only Built 4 Cuban Linx."  
Which is fourth best Wu-Tang related album of all time, for those keeping score at home.  
Spot Rusherz

The Shivvers - No Substitute.  I'm sure I've probably posted "Teenline" a bunch of times before, as it's one of the top
three best power pop songs of all time, but these other two may be new.  Or not.  Who cares.  
Please Stand By

***March Thirty First Two Thousand and Seventeen***

I hope everyone is already working on the beach bods with global warming summer will be here before you know it!


Grams -

Rescued house wren.  Cary, NC.  

Tight crew.  Cary, NC.  

Blueberry face.  Cary, NC.


Vids -

Nike put out an all tranny part called Loud Pack featuring Grant Taylor, Ishod Wair, and Cory Kennedy - no one is
shocked that Grant absolutely destroys everything in sight, but the progress Ishod and CK1 have made killing parks
is quite impressive.  They may not be on Grant's level, but they can more than hold their own.  

To no one's surprise, Shane O'Neill went to Australia and in nine days filmed a new part full of tricks that very few
skateboarders in the world could do if given years to film.  People joke that he's a robot, but I'm not sure even a robot
could be programmed to skate as well as Shane does.  

You know a dude is good when a video for a wheel company is this fantastic, cause Spitfire isn't getting anywhere
close to the best material, that gets saved for the board and shoe companies.  Louie Lopez has always been amaz-
ing, but now that he's found his adult style he's become a real favorite of mine.  

No photo journal updates this month.  Been too busy not doing anything.  


With Dude York
The Pinhook

I knew absolutely nothing about opener Dude York before they took the stage.  First impression: trio, bass playing
gal who sings, guitar playing dude who also sings and was wearing a half shirt, and a young looking drummer who
added a little bit of backing vocals.  They said they were from Seattle and were quite gregarious, lots of chatting
among themselves and with the crowd - this band was very comfortable on stage, like a group of theater majors who
decided to play music instead.  They talked at one point about what is punk and whether or not they are a punk band,
and how that definition is so nebulous - which is certainly true.  For my money this is a pop band with a little bit of punk
scruffiness, but not truly punk...but honestly, that might describe a ton of the "best" punk bands over the years like the
Ramones or the Buzzcocks or a ton of others.  I wasn't totally blown away by Dude York, but they were entertaining
enough live and I wouldn't mind hearing their record(s) and see if that increases my interest.  Perhaps noteworthy is
that the dude singer winked at me while I was taking photos, marking the first time I've ever been winked at by a man
in a half shirt...or a full shirt for that matter.  Now that I think about it, no one ever winks at me regardless of sex or
shirtedness!  Speaking of firsts, on their last song the band took selfies as they were finishing their set, which I've
never seen before.  Kids these days, yaknowwhatI'msayin'? 

Paws was the reason I actually left the house, and I'm glad to report it was well worth the effort.  This trio from Glasgow,
Scotland do the whole melodic, buzzsaw punk thing as well as anybody...sort of like a British version of Terry Malts, if
I'm being honest (and I super duper love Terry Malts so that's meant as a compliment).  They put out a fantastic record
in 2014 called "Youth Culture Forever" that was one of my favorites of the year - they played a few songs off of that one
on this night, but I think most of their set focused on their new album "No Grace" which I don't know nearly as well (but I
loved what I heard).  There was a little bit of banter from the band while tuning, but mostly they just burned through their
songs one after another in a very aggressive, immediate way that befits their sound.  They finished their set with the
rhythm section playing in the crowd, though in a just world there would have been so many fans in the crowd that this
would not have been physically possible.  Hopefully the light attendance doesn't prevent Paws from returning to our
area, because I very much would love to see them again.

Side note number 1: This was my first time eating at the (somewhat) newly opened Pie Pushers just above the
Pinhook.  Just as tasty as the truck, and an awesome option to eat when going to a show.  Now if they could only get
Parlour to open a little scoop shop annex in there as well, I'd never have to leave that building. 

Side note number 2: They played Squeeze between the bands,  I always forget how good Squeeze was, criminally
underrated.  Now "Goodbye Girl" is going to be stuck in my head forever.


Natural Causes
With Bodykit and Patois Counselors
Local 506

This was a rare three band bill where not only did I see all three bands, I did so intentionally - not just because I was in
town in time to eat at Carrburritos.  

The only act of the three I hadn't seen before were openers Patois Counselors.  Part of me hopes they originally
wanted to call themselves Patio Counselors, but after finding there was a local landscaping company by that same
name they went with something slightly different.  A six piece from Charlotte with the rarely seen lead singer, they had
a nineties art punk vibe to them ala the Van Pelt or a number of other bands that put out records on Gern Blandsten
back then (speaking of which, if someone would go ahead and do a repress of the Van Pelt's "Sultans Of Sentiment"
that would be awesome).  I'm not sure what else to say about them, but I quite liked Patois Counselors and was men-
tally kicking myself for taking so long to finally see them.  Also, the bassist looked exactly like a young Joe Lally from
Fugazi, even down to how he played the bass.  Why I fixated on this and couldn't stop thinking about it, I have no idea. 

I was quite happy that the middle band is our very own local version of Meat Beat Manifesto, Bodykit.  Actually, they
don't sound that much alike, I just like any chance to say the name Meat Beat Manifesto.  The duo of Rich and Josh,
formerly of Whatever Brains, is much noiser, a punk version of electronic music or something to that effect.  I don't
know enough about this genre to have many comparisons, but they do occasionally remind me of Liars.  Like the last
couple of times I saw them, they played on the floor with no lights, which means I got no photos that were worth a shit. 
In my notes I wrote "Rich one shoe" and don't remember why, so let's just assume that Rich performed the whole set
with a show balanced on his head. 

The reason this bill existed was to celebrate the release of the second record by Natural Causes.  Like their first one,
it appears to be self-titled - that surely won't be confusing at all.  Apparently there was some delay in getting the
sleeves for their new albums before the gig, so either the band or their label Sorry State (or both) silk screened a
handful of "limited edition" covers so there would be copies available this night.  Extra bonus cool souvenirs for dumb
nerds like me!  In case you aren't familiar, Natural Causes are three-quarters of the great Last Year's Men, with a
couple of the guys playing different instruments and the results more in a synth punk direction, ala Jay Reatard's Lost
Sounds or maybe Magazine on occasion.  There's no bass, but the synths / keyboards more than fill in that low end. 
The set was short and to the point, just like most of their songs.  Local sax man about town Crowmeat Bob (of Enemy
Waves and many other things) joined them on their last song to close out the night's proceedings.  I'm not against more
horns in rock bands, if it's good enough for Huey Lewis it's good enough for me! 


"O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth?  Right, I forgot, here in the States, you call it a *sausage* in the mouth."

Mandolin Orange - Hey Stranger.  See, you know the mandolin is featured prominently in their music because they
put it right there in their title.  Then again, I'm not sure any of their songs are about oranges, so...
Take This Heart of Gold

Mike Krol - Neighborhood Watch.  Krol is like a pop punk Robert Pollard - if the song is longer than two minutes you
might need to trim some fat.  
This Is the News

Neil Young - See The Sky About To Rain.  a couple of tracks from his (probably) best album "On The Beach."  
Walk On

Oblivians - Clones.  I know it's probably illegal in certain circles to admit this, but I prefer the Reigning Sound to the
Oblivians.  Don't tell anyone.  

Pulp -
This Is Hardcore.  Their second best song after the classic "Common People."  Love the epic way it ends.
Help The Aged

Skylar Gudasz - I'll Be Your Man.  She's like a rad, modern version of Karen Carpenter.  I just wish she played more
shows locally since she lives here.  

Sylvan Esso - Coffee.  Speaking of locals, these are our biggest stars.  On paper I wouldn't expect this group to
appeal to me, but the songs are just so goddamn catchy you can't resist them.  
Hey Mami
Play It Right

Wilco - Cry All Day.  Wilco put out a new record.  It's fine.  As I said to someone recently, I like the current version of
Wilco, but I LOVED the Jay Bennett-era version of Wilco.  
Someone to Lose


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