young turks be free tonight

chico for the third weekend in a row.

this time joe came up from the sc-town and we kicked it deep. in addition, about 8 other people came up for chico party time. friday night was marked by some rug cutting at mr.lucky's, which has become a regular stop for my weekend lifestyle in chico. we cut up their floor so hard, we are getting a bill for damaging thier shit. rachael sprained her ankle, and i aggravated the ankle i twisted sno-boarding a few weeks back.

saturday night, lars frederiksen and the bastards played their first show ever. lars, you should know by now, is the lead singer of rancid, and the bastards were the key. they play some fucking punk, oi/'77 style, but it's mos def its own kind of thing. lars is kind of a punk rock bruce springsteen; most the song topics related back to growing up in campbell, ca. the lyrics were really good, the songs well written and set was going off.

joe defeated me by telling me to look at the sticker under the lars' pick hand. crappy sparkly silver media stereotype alien head. i got him back by pointing out the lars' tight SP, with his modification to the marshal logo to read "lars" on his gear.

the nerve agents went on next and delivered their usual brand of barely contained chaos, reminding me that i love seeing them live way more than listening to thier albums. the show was wrapped up by about 8:45, which left a whole night ahead of us. joe and i did a pretty extensive amount of shooting around downtown, as well as some posting up at the towne lounge.

the next day, everybody went their own ways...luckily i saw enough of the super bowl to see one matrix-style instant replay, and the new budweiser alien waazzzzaaa commercial, so i can now die a happy man.

redneck rainbow flag

ended up in chico last weekend.

jesse and jon from flipwreck started a new band, belladonna, which debuted at mr. lucky's on saturday night. belladonna was cool; an amalgam of techno with live instruments. the synthesis claimed belladonna was a "lo-fi nine inch nails." i wish. it was the kind of thing you could dance to, and it wasn't particularly spooky. i helluv backed flipwreck, and it's good to see jon and jesse continue on.

abe, the former guitar player/singer of flipwreck was also there. it was good to see him. after a stint with HPA in the south bay, he's moving back to chico, and is planning on doing some solo work, along the lines of elliot smith. abe has some gosh darn talent, so i am looking forward to hearing what he comes up with.

before belladonna's set there was a drag-queen contest. the key was the posse, about 10 deep, of gay hicks that showed up in full hick regalia, including moustaches, goatees, wranglers, hankerchiefs around necks, and shirts. the gay cowboys were slipping their fingers into the back pockets of each others tight gay cowboy wranglers, and rubbing each others gay cowboy backs. the contest concluded with a lip sync by all the queens to shania twain's "man, i feel like a woman." never in my life have i wished more that i brought a camera or tankass. i think he would never sport wranglers again if he saw that shit.

hayfuck

afi made into the most recent issue of rolling stone magazine as the first "random note." which is pretty baffling to me. the brief paragraph long article starts of with "All the way from the hayfuck town of Ukiah, California, come AFI...."

ukiah is exactly where i am leaving.

no more bad town

i spent sunday atop hull mountain learning how to snowboard, which means i fell alot and twisted my ankle real bad. when i got home sunday night, there was a message from my mother:

"call phil ASAP. needs a roommate in the city. $432/month."

i called. i was wishy washy. phil wanted me to move in two weeks, which seemed kind of intense. about an hour after hanging up with phil, ryan calls me from phil's house on his celly.

"move in with phil. i will lend you money."

call waiting.

"pete, this is fritch, move in with phil."

you see, fritch too, was on his cell phone, and i was getting the press from my homies. ambivelent about making such a lavish change, i told them i had to think about it.