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these last two weeks have been eventful as portland thaws out and the sun tentatively appears. i've been doing pretty well with substance abuse, or lack thereof, but this weekend was a triathlon of brutality. on thursday wade runner and i drove out to the base of mount hood and went on a really amazing four or five hour hike through the pacific northwest incomparable rain forests. here are some pix:
on the way back through the pacific northwest's totally comparable suburbs we spotted a little establishment called 2 MARGARITAS in some nebulous shopping mall and couldn't resist the draw of a promise such as that. i ordered a veggie burrito and the el presidente margarita, the el presidente was fantastic, but my burrito turned out to be a mushy tortilla with STEAMED broccoli cabbage and carrots in it, and thats it. no rice, no beans, no guacamole, just a handful of stuff you'd get on a veggie tray in a snotty flour tortilla. the waitresses were super bummed on two crusty looking dudes coming into their "family" mexican restaurants and promptly took the menu away after wade took a picture of its majestic horse graphic. they were super horrified with wade had to take his insulin shot and injected at the table, but i think i'll be going back next time i'm in Sandy, Oregon.
i kept the margarita party going pretty good and pretty late when we returned to our punk rock sanctuary in pdx and had to open the next day, much to the chagrin of my body. after work friday i got to experience local neo-melvins doomed out rip ragers RABBITS play with three guitar riff worshipping battle masters ANCIENT AGE for FREE at the east end. i've seen rabbits probly close to ten times now and this was the best time i've seen them hands down, they closed their set with a cover of the misfits static age and promptly brought the house down.
i was pretty hungover after 2 nights of charging and 2 days of opening the store at 830, but there is no rest for the crucial, and the metal show of the year was set to go down at satyricon ENGORGED, FUNEROT, SKARP and THE GOLERS were mobilizing to wage a four front war on wieners all over the city. rob and i had the misfortune of drinking an entire bottle of dr. mcgilicutty's cinnamon infused whiskey, which is in fact as atrocious as its sounds before the show. all of the bands positively murdered, golers were a real crowd pleaser, if you enjoy back woods crossover thrash played by a sweaty troll-man that will make you squeal like a pig by all means
check them out! the pit was a total he man-fest, and my reckless disregard for my own welbeing the cinamon whiskey imbued me with resulted in me getting totally wrecked by beefy bangers who were obviously mad i am prettier than they are.
i felt so awful after day three of heavy drinking and light sleeping coupled with the fact i was bleeding out of my face and covered in bruises that resembled rotten mutant grapefruits when i woke up at 7 am on sunday i had the bright idea to take of my left over percesets from my surgery. i felt pretty cool for about 45 minutes but then i got so dizzy i couldn't stand up and spent most of my shift trying to convince my boss i was cool in between dry heaves and wet heaves. i was way too squashed to see the TRAGEDY HELLSHOCK and SYSTEMATIC DEATH show that was sunday night, unfortunately, but i got to see a decent spacey pop show for free that was much more mellow where i saw allot of my "not winter" friends. since i reckon alot more people that read my journal listen to indie rock or whathaveyou, you should definitely peep the NURSES they've been staying on my couch and are really amazing musicians so dig on what they do, please! they just got a write up in the local paper from their show at my basement, they're about to blow up, get on the bandwagon and don't have myspace tom leaving you a comment about them be the first time you heard of em!
this is getting too long, but autistic youth and wildthing from the bay area are playing my basement on the 16th if you guys wanna fly to pdx for an incredible show, BBQ before hand, kegstands afterwards, punk rock in between!
on the way back through the pacific northwest's totally comparable suburbs we spotted a little establishment called 2 MARGARITAS in some nebulous shopping mall and couldn't resist the draw of a promise such as that. i ordered a veggie burrito and the el presidente margarita, the el presidente was fantastic, but my burrito turned out to be a mushy tortilla with STEAMED broccoli cabbage and carrots in it, and thats it. no rice, no beans, no guacamole, just a handful of stuff you'd get on a veggie tray in a snotty flour tortilla. the waitresses were super bummed on two crusty looking dudes coming into their "family" mexican restaurants and promptly took the menu away after wade took a picture of its majestic horse graphic. they were super horrified with wade had to take his insulin shot and injected at the table, but i think i'll be going back next time i'm in Sandy, Oregon.
i kept the margarita party going pretty good and pretty late when we returned to our punk rock sanctuary in pdx and had to open the next day, much to the chagrin of my body. after work friday i got to experience local neo-melvins doomed out rip ragers RABBITS play with three guitar riff worshipping battle masters ANCIENT AGE for FREE at the east end. i've seen rabbits probly close to ten times now and this was the best time i've seen them hands down, they closed their set with a cover of the misfits static age and promptly brought the house down.
i was pretty hungover after 2 nights of charging and 2 days of opening the store at 830, but there is no rest for the crucial, and the metal show of the year was set to go down at satyricon ENGORGED, FUNEROT, SKARP and THE GOLERS were mobilizing to wage a four front war on wieners all over the city. rob and i had the misfortune of drinking an entire bottle of dr. mcgilicutty's cinnamon infused whiskey, which is in fact as atrocious as its sounds before the show. all of the bands positively murdered, golers were a real crowd pleaser, if you enjoy back woods crossover thrash played by a sweaty troll-man that will make you squeal like a pig by all means
check them out! the pit was a total he man-fest, and my reckless disregard for my own welbeing the cinamon whiskey imbued me with resulted in me getting totally wrecked by beefy bangers who were obviously mad i am prettier than they are.
i felt so awful after day three of heavy drinking and light sleeping coupled with the fact i was bleeding out of my face and covered in bruises that resembled rotten mutant grapefruits when i woke up at 7 am on sunday i had the bright idea to take of my left over percesets from my surgery. i felt pretty cool for about 45 minutes but then i got so dizzy i couldn't stand up and spent most of my shift trying to convince my boss i was cool in between dry heaves and wet heaves. i was way too squashed to see the TRAGEDY HELLSHOCK and SYSTEMATIC DEATH show that was sunday night, unfortunately, but i got to see a decent spacey pop show for free that was much more mellow where i saw allot of my "not winter" friends. since i reckon alot more people that read my journal listen to indie rock or whathaveyou, you should definitely peep the NURSES they've been staying on my couch and are really amazing musicians so dig on what they do, please! they just got a write up in the local paper from their show at my basement, they're about to blow up, get on the bandwagon and don't have myspace tom leaving you a comment about them be the first time you heard of em!
this is getting too long, but autistic youth and wildthing from the bay area are playing my basement on the 16th if you guys wanna fly to pdx for an incredible show, BBQ before hand, kegstands afterwards, punk rock in between!