Thomas Mahoney and I have secret meetings from time to time, despite the perception that we are pitted against each others destruction. This is what happens. GOLDEN DOOM.
1.) Circle of Scumbags
2.) Fuck Gravity’s Rainbow
3.) Help Us
4.) Predator Part Whatever
5.) Time of the Wolf
A little short I acted in for ImBoycrazy.Com
boycrazy at the drugstore: from alexi wasser on Vimeo.
“Very Green” from Trader Joe’s. I’m not sure if it’s a placebo, or how this stuff works, but no matter how crappy I feel, when taken with water or juice on an empty stomach, this green drink creates miracles in my body. I suggest that anyone who is rough and tumble like myself drink this daily, and it may just keep you alive a bit longer.
Alexi Wasser is a friend of mine. I recently acted in a promo for her blog called IMBOYCRAZY.COM, a site which I have come to learn a lot of girls read, and wisely take her advice. I don’t want to compete with her “schtick” because mine will always be better, because it’s pure honest “I really don’t give a damn”, but she does have some interesting things to say about dudes and dating. We are both on the same side I realize, so I will let her have this battle, she’s winning. Straight up! Check it out if you’re a bummed dude who needs a reality check, or a girl who needs to pull herself out of a self indulgent emotional fantasy. Alexi is honest and smart, so deal with it and stop being a baby.
LEAVE YOUR BLOOD AT HOME
I. Werepyres Are Coming Down The Mountain
II. Leave Your Blood At Home
III. We’re Fucking Killing All The Kids In This City, First Born Or Die
IV. Werewolves Really Do Drink Blood… Your Blood
V. Summertime
30 Minutes of musical improvisation tuned in the key of psychedelic blood red by the full moon light from DJ Tom Hanks and Camerin The Crack Fox. Enjoy.
Early in February I reread a Richard Brautigan poem titled Karma Repair Kit. At the time I was in the infancy stages of planning a group show focused on music, the act of eating, and poetry. Here is Brautigan’s poem:
1. Get enough food to eat,
and eat it.
2. Find a place to sleep where it is quiet,
and sleep there.
3. Reduce intellectual and emotional noise
until you arrive at the silence of yourself,
and listen to it.
4.
The simple poetic list struck a deep chord within myself and resonated into the title of the show. Karma Repair Kit it had to be. I set a date 2 months in the future and began the process of finding artists. By the time April 25th came around, most musicians who had expressed interest had become too busy or flaked. I became disenchanted and laid down the ideas to waste. In planning events, shows and parties, you come to realize over the years that you can excite people about the idea of being part of a collective experience, but when it comes down to setting up, showing up, and cleaning up, the group grows thin. I knew I couldn’t do this alone. It’s not worth it.
Eben Stewart showed up at my house last week and said “Are we doing this still?” with enthusiasm. Eben and my band Lantern just played a couple shows in Big Sur and Monterey a early in April. I said “Yea if you help”. We shook hands and Karma was back in action. We quickly hatched a new plan, strung lights and a chandeleir, borrowed my father’s BBQ, and we were set.
People started showing up around 6PM on Saturday and Lantern went on a 8:30 to our best show yet. I was slipping around in wet grass and I almost fell off the stage down a hill while losing myself in a heavy part of one of our songs. Comedian Tommy Ritter then hit the stage for a venomous set that offended everyone, which is an amazing feat. Although offended they laughed like hell especially when this crazy Hungarian man Andras decided to loudly argue all of Tommy’s jokes. Eben finished off the night to a huge crowd and babes dreaming about the dusty roads of the musician’s mind.
Karma Repair Kit was a huge success and although it was stressful I can’t wait to have another one sometime this summer. Next time maybe charge for beers.
Thanks to the following people: Trademark and Thomas Mahoney, Eben Stewart, Kyle Burns, Michael Hamm, Joe Imes, Fernie, Tommy Ritter, my neighbor Paul for the stage, Andrew Paszterko for the pasta and BBQ, Caseman, and Jess for the extension chord. Also thanks everyone for showing up, you are all great friends I love you dearly.
All Photos and Documentation by Kyle Burns
I did an interview with Los Angeles taste makers Evil Monito Magazine.
Click the the EM logo for the interview.
Myself and Michael Hamm. North of Fort Bragg, California. Photos by Kyle Burns. Font design by Jayme Keith.
Video shoot still from “I Miss Your Danger”.
Also, I posted a remix of “Shine On You” for download on myspace. It’s basically just a stripped version and I’m much happier with it. I also put up a weird song called “Beautiful Child”. Thanks!
I just added a film/video section to my site featuring experimental works through the years.
On April 25th there will be an out door celebration/show at the Echo Park Lodge in Echo Park. Right now we are hunting down bands who are willing to tone down and do shot acoustic sets from some other big dogs. This is a charity event for a soon to be known cause, which we are not at liberty to discuss.
Maybe this is what the lineup will look like:
Moab
Panthere
Lantern Black Lodge
Samurai Dreams
Eben Stewart
DJ Tom Hanks
WISHLIST:
Exile
Dead Meadow
National Sunday Lay
The Black Pine
XUXU Fang
The Meek
We are very interested in finding more local musicians. Contact camerin@trademardrecorings.comif you are interested in playing.
TRADEMARK
Here is a short list of thoughts, statements, facts, and questions in early morning of 2009, March 1st.
1. I am not a DJ. I do DJ from time to time at bars to make some extra cash, and I am a control freak so I like picking songs that I want to hear. In no way on the other hand do I know how a Serrado works, beat matching or anything of the sort. I like good music that sounds good to be. It’s subjective and I hope someone liked it, that’s all.
2. Our night was fun, but no one really showed up. What do you know? At the same time, everyone I wanted to be there was there(not true ufo), and everyone else who couldn’t make it won’t see my face for a while. I always go out of my way to check out what my friends are up to. You guys who came to night, returned the favor and I love you for it.
3. MOAB is the best metal band in Los Angeles and I hope Martin knows this. Everyone loves them and they aren’t signed yet. It’s fucking retarded, and if someone doesn’t do it soon, Trademark is going to have to take out a loan and do something about this.
4. “Nights” in general are lame. Really? Go fuck yerself! Stay home and listen to Ariel Pink and jack off on garage band in a leotard. Get fucking cool, put makeup on, adorn a cape and get crazy. Why is everyone so lame? Post Modernism, blah blah blah. Fuck yerselves. Crash a car fast. Do something people will remember.
5. I am making rice, and I am so broke that I threw all my last food into the pot. 3 cloves garlic, hot sauce, chili powder, herbs, and goulosh paste. Anyone want to make me lunch tomorrow?
6. Toronto was amazing. Best time I can remember having. This is going to be a beautiful year if god allows it. God.
God makes me hungry for nachos. G’night!
DJ Tom Hanks, Camerin Kelly and Trademark present a night of psychedelic rock at Footsies.
After the unprecedented success of “Metal Mondays,” ultra dive bar Footsies is now the home of, “Poundtown,” the only night in the City of Angels built upon the great legacy of 60s and 70s prog rock, krautrock, early electro-ambient, psych, fusion, and other forms of superior riffage.
If names like Le Orme, Dr. Z, Balletto di Bronzo, UK, Yes, Deerhunter, The Black Pine, Slowdive et al mean anything to you, you already know about this because you are one of as many six freaks in Los Angeles who cares. If not, you should come either way. Even if you like the Rapture and Kanye, you’ll appreciate this welcome break from the status quo.
As always, thank you for paying attention.
