mandapocalypse.

So, ...what have you been up to ?

noreply@blogger.com (mandapocalypse.) — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 08:21:00 +0000

Getting fired from a job of nearly 3 years led me to say FUCK ALL this past October. I took off from my home in Minneapolis for awhile and went south. No plan in mind, just a lust to be free, to think, to wander, to gain some experience. Backpack on my shoulders... I went.

Ended up in Dallas, Texas. Never been there.
The Pogues were playing my first night in town at 'The House of Blues'. It was $60... fuck that, right? I thought of a CLEVER yet seemingly impossible way to get in for free, and surprisingly it WORKED!
So, I got to see The Pogues, one of my favorite bands play. For free! And they were fucking brilliant. Shane didn't really take a swill of Gin til' the very end... Was surprised!

Shane MacGowan

set list.

After the gig and floating on air, I made my way to yet another show where Tolar was playing.
I knew Unit 21 / Tolar from them having stay at shitty punk houses in MPLS I've lived at when they've been on tour. Met up with those cats and had a place to crash for awhile. Dallas kids know how to party.

Matt & Dave of TOLAR

Random party on Halloween... Super stoked I met all these kids. Again, Dallas punks know how to party!!!

Me, Antonio, & Matt.

Me & Cizar.

Cizar & his snake.

Was getting pretty anxious to leave Dallas after about a week or so. There wasn't much to do for a person on foot, everything was SO spread out.

My next stop was obvious. AUSTIN fucking TEXAS. My home away from home at this point. I love this city.

Met up with two of my favorite humans... Chris and Martina...

Seriously, words can't describe how much I adore them.

Spent a good chunk of time in Austin. Explored a lot via Martina's bike, made some epic vegan feasts with friends courtesy of food stamps, and caught some excellent shows.

Me & Martina.

KEGCHARGE. @Emo's, indoors.

Ariel. Me. Martina.

friends!

crazy Texas James

Epic vegan BBQ feast!

Mucho alcohol consumption...

Christ on Parade. @Red 7.

NEGATIVE APPROACH!!!!! @Red 7.
(So goooood. So pissed. So fucking angry...)

Exploration: Austin...

Made this vegan lasagna from SCRATCH!!!
First of all, no such thing as too much garlic:

Layers, and layers, and layers.

Mmm... Delicious!

Cemetery exploration with John! (Who makes really awesome chain maille and jewelery.)
(( Check out his SICKKKK work! http://www.myspace.com/distort1158 ))

Punx in cemeteries!

The axe man is coming...

After Austin I got a ride via craigslist.com to New Orleans by a non-serial killer dude who listened to terrible music (Phish), yet was rather interesting and we had a great conversation about all kinds of politics, atheism, and drugs.
Got to NOLA at about 2-3 in the morning. It was rather creepy as I'd never been there before. Stayed at a hostel for a few hours, got up, and explored!

All the places I was told not to go, I went first.
Creepy old cemeteries, the ninth ward....

Didn't really know ANYONE in New Orleans. Luckily found a squat to crash at, and 'Bring the Noize Fest' happened to be going on that weekend. So, eventually ran into some folks I've hung out with before!

Snuggle @ Dragon's Den. New Orleans.

Revo... walking down the French Quarter pretending he's in a Ferrari...

Smug Banter!

Dumpster Christ!

Free community feeding that literally feeds HUNDREDS of people every night... This was rather inspiring...

Matt Pist, on the left... good new found pal who runs www.squattheplanet.net

(Thanks for all the free cider!!!) Matt works at some douchey bar on Bourbon street in which they charge $10 a cup. He will generally hook up crusties/travelers with free beer if your not an asshole. Luckily, I'm not an asshole, and my cup never ran dry my entire stay in NOLA.
Me & Matt!

More New Orleans exploration...

More from Bring The Noize Fest:
This was a local band, can't remember their name.

NOLA:

...Me in the back of someones truck... going some where?

Wrote this, wasted style...

Train ride home...

endless swamps...

Since I've been back it's pretty much been a blur.
Lot's of intense party madness, endlessly...
Yet also been really productive, doing shows, putting bands up (Contagium were AWESOME), started a new band, making stuff, being super crafty, lot's of odd jobs... Started hanging out in St. Paul and going to DIY shows across the river, which has opened up a whole new punk rock realm for me...

Just living life and trying to get the most out of each moment...

Assuming I won't get another life and proceeding accordingly....

Leaving for Seattle, and then Hawaii at the end of the month... returning in time to see RIISTETYT play here in MPLS...

Then heading down to Austin again in May for CHAOS IN TEJAS!

....See you around, eh?

[D.I.Y] A tutorial for making studded bracelets!

noreply@blogger.com (mandapocalypse.) — Mon, 28 Sep 2009 05:52:00 +0000

Used, popped, bike tubes. What to do with them? Instead of contributing to even more waste, why not turn them into something ?
…This is a guide on how to turn your old bike tires into perhaps not the most useful accessory, but definitely a punk rock classic: The STUDDED BRACELET!!!

What you’ll need:
-Studs/Spikes.
-Bike Tube.
-Needle/Thread.
-Scissor.

1. Cut the tube into various sizes. Warp the tube around your wrist before you cut it to size, and give some extra space for sewing later on.

2. Put the studs/spikes on the tube, fasten. The easiest method I’ve found is to use a coin instead of wearing your fingers out. You’ll be surprised how easily the studs go through the rubber. Use the simple method, or create different patterns!
And think about how you are recycling something most throw away, and also not supporting any animal cruelty by not using leather!

3. Stitch up both ends. I like to over lap the ends to make it more secure. Usually I’ll stitch some X’s in the middle, but you can do whatever design you want! Anarchy/ Equality/ Chaos symbols for extra punk points!

4. Rock and wear. Enjoy!

There are many sizes of bike tires. Go to your local bike shop and ask nicely for old tubes, usually they have a stack of them laying around. Other times you can walk down the alley and find used bike tires in the trash. You can make belts, guitar straps, boot straps, head gear, anything you’d like! Be creative! This is super easy and once you get the hang of it, you can have one made in less than 10 minutes. Give them to your pals, or sell them at shows/gatherings for pocket change.

...Get creative!

Smash your television, get off the internet.
Do something, ANYTHING.
CREATE!

A random encounter from THE BLOODCLOTS.

noreply@blogger.com (mandapocalypse.) — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 03:49:00 +0000

From time to time sleep fails me. “Sleep when your dead!!!”
After a long week of work, partying, and general punk rock madness , waking up on Monday after a solid night of sleep left me feeling rather refreshed.
Before my shift at Extreme Noise whilst eating a falafel sandwich I agreed to myself I’ll ‘take it easy’ tonight!
After about an hour of being at Extreme Noise in walks some decked out spikey punx that clearly are not from these parts. Racking my brain for a split second and remembering meeting Terry on a drunken bus ride last summer and seeing The Bloodclots play at his bar… I make my move. “HEY! YOU GUYS ARE FROM SEATTLE! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN TOWN!?”
Well, The Bloodclots are apparently on tour.
Having NO idea about them being in town OR the show they played the night before to 5 people and wanting to play again, a phone call is made. Easy, Monday night, punk rock bowling at Memory Lanes, The Bloodclots are jumping on the bill. Done deal.

...A few punks showed up to watch them, last minute style!

THE BLOODCLOTS.

Afterwards we enhanced our drunken mayhem by drinking more and partying til’ sunrise at some friends’ house down the street.

When we stumbled back to my place, we had a battle of drinking. Seattle vs. MPLS. Up til 9 in the morning, listening and dancing along to classic punk albums including some G.B.H., Buzzcocks, One Way System, Cock Sparrer, Pogues, Filth, Flux of Pink Indians, and more.

I woke up at 4 in the afternoon. Beer, cider, and vodka spilled all over my room, and records scattered everywhere.
Black out?

Squints was the only one who had been to the Mall of America before, so clearly we took advantage of the free movie passes the Triple Rock gave them the night before and went to the fucking mall!
We killed some time before the movie started and wandered through the indoor amusement park.
What a strange place. Not my reality, or anything close to it. At all.
People were starring and laughing, pointing and scoffing, shocked and freaked out by our appearance. It made me feel like it was 1984 again! (…Not that I ever even existed in that year, or anything.)

As we passed the cage where you pay to get your picture taken with Sponge Bob, we see this 6 foot, foam, vibrant thing come at us. SPONGE BOB. This child toucher notices US and directs us inside it’s cage. And pictures were taken. From the 15-dollar-a-picture booth, by-passers, and probably security cameras. Pictures were fucking taken. We were laughing and being completely ridiculous the entire time. The people working at that Sponge Bob booth found us after awhile with printed copies of the picture that was just taken and had us autograph them.
A very minimal English speaking couple asked all us to be in a picture with their daughter who was in a wheelchair. That’s the picture I really want to see! Aw!

Tuesday night we went to The Hexagon for Punk DJ night and played darts, pool, and drank a mass amount of Jagermeister. Went home and hung out with roommates, Chelsea got us all pizza from Luce. Fucking awesome. Life rules. Goodnight.

Sent them off today, and are currently playing in MADISON and being taken care of by Brandon who does shows at his house! Veggie burgers and a keg. OOH, and PREYING HANDS are playing with them as well!

Check out the Bloodclots on the rest of their tour!

www.thebloodclots.com

Cognitive Dissonance / Fucked For Life TOUR 09'

noreply@blogger.com (mandapocalypse.) — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 23:07:00 +0000

On the 2nd of July, 2009 my dear friends Cognitive Dissonance and I set out for an epic adventure of driving, exploring new cities, playing shows, and partying. Much anticipation and excitement had been built up, as we all looked forward to seeing old friends, and making new ones.

After driving to Chicago, we went to our friend Kano's house and had delicious tortillas with fresh cactus, rice, and beans. After filling our bellies we wandered around and came across 'Mount Happy'. There was a show going on, but we all got in for free because the lady working the door said "You guys are Cognitive Dissonance! You played my birthday party, come on in!" And we did just that.

Waking up bright and early, ready to drive to Cincinnati for the tour kick off in super good spirits, suddenly we're trapped in a nightmare.
Will was driving at this point, we were in downtown Chicago. Out of no where a speeding mini-van comes CRASHING into the front, left side. Two seconds sooner, and Will would have been crushed.
FUCK. GODAMNIT. WHY!!!!!!!?
Impending doom. The front wheel is completely impaled. It won't drive. We're fucked.
I started walking to the nearest gas station, and to my LUCK and surprise, a guy in a tow truck comes and asks if I need the car picked up. Excited, we get it taken care of.
It was Friday. About 12 in the afternoon. The mechanics weren't sure if they could get the parts we needed. They are closed on weekends. Feeling miserable, we waited.

Hey guys! I got us a ride to Veggie Bite!
The phone guy at the mechanic, Andrew, drove us to the best vegan fast food restaurant, ever.

Vegan Italian beef melt.

We decided to explore Chicago on our 3 mile walk back to the mechanic. We had much time to kill, as well.

Several hours later we went back to the mechanic, and unfortunately they had not found the parts yet.
So we took naps on concrete.

After waiting, and disturbed phone calls to Cincinnati not sure if we'll be able to meet them for tour, next thing you know we're back on the road!

Sand which mastery.

Unfortunately, it was too late to play when we arrived in Cincinnati, however upon arrival instant drunken fun and dance party madness occurred!

FRIENDS!
Todd Righteous. Bretton. And Assault (Mark, came all the way up from Georgia to hang out!)

Adam, me, Assault!

METAL MARY!

DANCE PARTY!!!

Bretton with her home brew cider:

I LOVE MOLLIE HATCHET!!!

Adam:

Humans, and non-humans... I present to you ASSAULT:
(And YES, he completely is beyond OKAY with these pictures being on the interweb for everyone to see)

Wearing my shirt, "Hey look! I'm Manda!"

I hope your laughing.
ALL IN GOOD FUN!

So, we wake up, I'm halfway across town, it's raining...
Finally get back to the house and meet up with Cog dis and Fucked For Life...
after several minutes on the road, WE ARE AT AN AUTO STORE, because Fucked For Life's van is DEAD!

DAMNIT!

Before you know it it's the 4th of July, and we're in Lima, Ohio.

Played at the LEATHERSHOP. They made us epic vegan pasta pre-show. Met some rad people! In particular, fellow PE board member, John, who makes brilliant chain mail, and I picked up 2 pieces of jewelery from him.

Fucked For Life

Cognitive Dissonance

Apparently thousands of beers were shot gunned this night, I passed out in the car.

Gas station.
Woah, a BEER CAVE!

Driving, driving, through mountains, and BAM! We're in Pittsburgh:

July 5th! Pittsburgh, PA. @ Mr. Roboto Project. Was SUPER excited to hang out with fellow PE board member 'Post Reginament'. Not to mention see one of my best friends, TRAVIS, who recently moved from Minneapolis to Philadelphia. Travis was the lead vocalist for Cognitive Dissonance, but now they are a 3 piece since he moved. HOWEVER, Travis sang again for this show!

Fucked For Life

Cog Dis

After the show we went to Regina's house. Down the street we all walked to a park and drank til' the early morning hours.
This was one of the funnest nights, for sure. This park was on top of an epic hill that over looked the entire city of Pittsburgh. It was absolutely BEAUTIFUL!

Sierra & Regina

Travis and April

ROLLING DOWN HILLS....
Kalvin survived at least 43 times....

July 6th. Lansing Michigan.
Played at a record store. Definitely scored some rare records I've been seeking including Skeeter Davis, Little Richard, Van Morrison, Patsy Cline, and Wanda Jackson. EPIC! There were thousands and thousands of records scattered EVERYWHERE.

Lansing was a pretty town.

Discovered BABEHAMMER:
Favorite band on tour, for sure.

Fucked For Life:

Cog Dis:

Party. I got to be punk DJ. Played some classics, MINOR THREAT, POISON IDEA, NEGATIVE APPROACH... Everyone singing along having a brilliant time.

July 7th.

We get to Fort Wayne, Indiana VERY early. Made some lunch in a WASTELAND!

Waiting around, reading zines:

Walked around the town for miles. Discovered a CO-OP! Had my first soy mocha all tour. LOVE! Went to an old book store and read.

We walked around forever. Went to a military store, found a liquor store, and definitely got a good feel for the town.

Got back to the Harrison house and hung out.

They made us AMAZING curry... It was SO good!

It was a rad house.

Merch table!

So, for me personally, the whole point of going to Fort Wayne, was to MAKE A FORT!
No one was into it.

But these guys went in it!

ANVIL PUNX!
What's the purpose of an anvil? We looked under it to see if any dead Looney Tunes were beneath.

JULY 8th. CHICAGO. Enough said.

Ate at a vegan Mexican restaurant. SO GOOD!

Hanging out at the Expendable Youth/ Securicor Complex.

SECURICOR: (Are SOOO much better as a 4 piece)

COGNITIVE DISSONANCE.
People when NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We partied beyond sunrise. Literally.

Austin!

BRENDAN!!! (PE Board member B.D. Sensitized)

party punx

Partying on the roof top

YEAHHH!!!!

Taking a picture of myself to see if I'm still alive:

Angie!

Hannah!

Interrupting a serious anarchy discussion.

Being ridiculous. Makin' fun of myspace.

Hahaa.... Friends inspired by Kalvin's THRASH stick & poke...

We again ate at the vegan Mexican restaurant. EPIC.

Annnd we're off to Appleton, Wisconsin.
July 9th.

Fucked for Life

Cog Dis

Toeknee, Will

Stacey

Sara & Stacey

Toban!

...Ended up skateboarding down the main street of Appleton after bar close with stolen cider singing Operation Ivy VERY LOUD. FUN TIMES!

July 10th... BACK HOME!
MINNEAPOLIS!

So, we get to town at 3:45, and I'm scheduled to work at 5. MADNESS.
Worked, then went to the Rathole in time for FUCKED FOR LIFE:

There was a billion people there, glad Minneapolis showed fucked for life a good time!

Woke up early the next day and went to the Triple rock for breakfast. Met up with Fucked For Life, ...now friends for life, and sent them off.

http://www.myspace.com/cogdis

http://www.myspace.com/fuckedforlifethrash

Chaos in Tejas. 2009.

noreply@blogger.com (mandapocalypse.) — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 00:20:00 +0000

So it’s been about a month since Chaos in Tejas. I can still feel traces of inspiration and energy flowing through my veins from that epic weekend in May. Upon arriving home I was so disillusioned, kept wondering, “Why can’t all the days be as good as these?” Reality failed to creep in for about a week upon being back home in Minneapolis. Dream world, living the days and nights over and over again in my mind. It's a month later now, still I'm thinking about how incredible the bands were and how inspired and motivated I was after each night.

It’s amazing how many people I reconnected with, no to mention how many new friends from all over the world were made. I got to see some of my favorite bands of all time, and discover new ones! There was an average of 3 shows per day, 3-4 hours of sleep per night/morning, and endless cider and vodka being consumed consistently. Hanging out with like minded individuals in the perfect setting of non stop punk rock madness.

After sitting on a plane ride for 2 hours with ANNIHILATION TIME, I arrived on Wednesday with Skell, and awaiting our arrival was one of the greatest humans I've had the pleasure of knowing, Chris.

He took us to a DRIVE-THRU liqour store!

We met up with Ashley, and then hung out at the Red 7.

Skell. Ashley.

Me. Martina, and Chris. Reuniting with drinks at the Red7.

Truck rides back to where we were staying...

Day Two. Thursday. Was spent impatiently waiting for the arrival for some Germans, and also. . . CRUDE!

We ate at a great Mexican restaurant and enjoyed avocado margaritas. Also, went to a liqour store the size of a fucking grocery store.

Oh vodka, how I love you...

ALAS.... NIGHT ONE OF ABSOLUTE MADNESS...

Annihilation Time:

CRUDE:

Friend CHRIS, from UNIT 21 joining CRUDE for an encore!

Crude were absolutely AMAZING!

CrippleC & Martina during the show.

Un-Kraut & Flo!! On the way home.

Day3. Friday, was spent wandering the streets of Austin and hanging out before the show at the river with friends.

Doomsday Hour & FUK.

Un-Kraut.

Stopped in for a slice at Death Metal Pizza! They had loud, terrible music blasting from this place.

Hjertestop: (Denmark)

Destino Final: (Spain)

NickCaught taking a picture of Destino Final.

PsychicTV rocking out!

Me. Un-Kraut. Guitar player from Crude.(I'm terrible with names...) & Chris.

COCK SPARRER:
Imagine over a thousand punks, skins, crusties, and everything in between singing along, arm in arm to the same band. This show over-sold 400 tickets! YOU COULD NOT MOVE!
This was one of the most brilliant live performances I've ever seen in my life. They sounded BETTER live than their 'Shock Troops' LP, is that possible?
They played many classics, including "Where are they now", "Working", "Running Riot", "Got your number", "Sunday Stripper", "Argy Bargy", my personal favorite: "Watch your Back", and
they ended with "England belongs to me" followed by "We're coming back."

Started off in the back...

SO GOOD!
And then there was MORE!
Following this show, an after show at the BROKEN NECK with WORLDS BURN TO DEATH and AI!

World Burns to Death:

AI:
(Another on of the top acts from the weekend...) SO FUCKING BRUTAL... Non stop energy. Punk AS FUCK! Koide is a great front man.

Set list.

EPIC!!!

After the show outside the Broken Neck.

Mandapocalypse & Nick Caught.

Dude from AI & Heio.

Me. Tosh, from the Business, & Un-Kraut.

Me & Koide & other dude from AI I can not remember his name...

This taken just after on of the most beautiful punk rock moments I've experienced...

I was introducing Koide to Tosh, and Koide sort of took his hat off and did a little bow and handshake, Tosh replied with, "Don't take your hat off to me mate, we're all the same."

Brilliant.

Saturday.

Martina & Chris.

Flo in my vest.

Went to a pre-show at Beerland.

Porkeria: (Super fucking good)

DOOMSDAY HOUR:

This was a band I didn't even know existed before this fest. Turned out to be one of my favorites from the weekend. Raw, in your face, punk as fuck. So much anger. Frustration. Lot's of fucking soul. Brutal. Excellent musicians not to mention rad dudes and incredibley fun to party with. Cheers to them!
Someone put out an LP!!!

Goofing off before the show at Emo's.

Jimmie.

Jimmie & Heio.

Martina & I.

Un-Kraut & I.

Nerd love!

Smug Banter. Mandapocalypse. Assault. Un-Kraut.

Smug Banter. Dumpster Christ. Mandapocalypse. Assault.

AI:

Heio Holding Koide. (AI) Hehehe.

Ran over to the Red7 for a minute to catch The Business:

Ran back to EMO'S, just as Judgement were playing their opening riffs....
JUDGEMENT:

SO FUCKING GOOD!!!!!!!!

This was the 3rd for me time seeing...
AMEBIX:

So crowded!

Jimmie rocking the fuck out!

Jimmie & Candice.

Happy drunks singing along to Amebix!

More drunk truck rides home....

Sunday.

Show at the Parlor. There were hundreds of punks who couldn't fit inside the place standing around, mostly hungover, sweating incredibley.

Trying to take pictures of Annihilation Time through the window...

Hanging out with friends...

Un-Kraut & Assault.

Me & Assault!

Show outside at the Red7.

Friends of UNIT21, who fucking RIPPED.

CRUDE!!!!!!!!!!!! For the 2nd time this weekend!

More silly pictures with friends...

Nick Caught. Un-Kraut. Singer from JUDGEMENT. Me.

Me & NickCaught.

Chris Van Damme & Assault in the background.

Me & Jim Martin!

Partying back at Chris's house for one last night o' fun.

Mandapocalypse. Against//Empire.

Hanging with FUK & Doomsday Hour.

Chris & me.

MONDAY.

Woke up feeling super hungover and sad to leave....

Goodbye breakfast with friends.......

And a plane ride back to Minneapolis......

The 'Germs'.

noreply@blogger.com (mandapocalypse.) — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 00:47:00 +0000

So! I saw ‘The Germs’ last evening.
My curiosity overruled any sort of fucked up feeling I had towards this. And so I went.

The age I actually sat down and listened to The Germs last was probably 16 years. My Monday volunteer shift at Extreme Noise was the perfect time to listen and refresh the memory. After about 6 songs, Diamond Doug could take no more and turned on some metal. Fair enough!
Left a bit early and biked on down to the Triple Rock Social Club, excited to see so many old friends there.

16 year old Manda. Notice the shirt!

Before they played I got to talking with Mr. Don Bolles.
He was totally insane and we got along great! We talked about doing acid, time travel, and traveling in general.
I asked him how this Hollywood actor was getting along “Oh, he’s just fine, but kind of dumb, definitely not as brilliant as Darby was.”

Didn’t realize he was making the vulcan salute til’ reviewing the pictures this morning! RAD.

Lorna Doom was shy and sweet. Met her backstage before they went on.

Me, Johnny Sox, & the shoes of The Germs.

Skeptical, but not expecting much… The opening minutes I had the strangest smile on my face, turning my head couldn’t stop thinking WHAT THE FUCK!?!?? Kept shouting that thought aloud, too.
The energy of this show was incredible. After a few songs, it was in that moment I thought, to hell with thinking! and just went with it. Rocking the fuck out, singing along, spitting on Shane, heckling them, and even joining some friends; Skell and Norman on stage for a brief sing along and then a dive at the end.
Lorna Doom had the brightest smile on her gorgeous face the entire show. Pat Smear had a glowing air about him as well, sick guitar player too! Shane West surprisingly sounded a lot like Darby. He was awkward, even. Crawling into the corners of the stage, only to explode forward with the microphone wrapped around him flailing into the crowd. He definitely did not project the vibes of a Hollywood actor, not that I’ve ever known a Hollywood actor personally or anything. :p

Fun? Lively? Entertaining as hell? Yes.

Shocking? No fucking way.

Shane and I got to talking quite a bit after the show.
I was busting his balls all night. I think when we first met I asked him “So, what does punk mean to a Catholic, Hollywood actor?’
Much to my surprise he got to telling me about his life, apparently both his mother and father were in no-name punk bands. He assured me he’s not in the band, nor are the rest of the Germs for money. In fact, they aren’t making any money, according to him. He simply loves traveling and music. He was in some ‘punk’ band for 8 years and as we were talking he definitely did not seem clueless. I showed him my Germs burn from when I was 14, he grabbed my wrist and traced the spot it was ‘actually’ supposed to be. He definitely studied up on Germs history.

He was rather personable and very affectionate. Laughing, and joking, getting serious and personal, I had quite the pleasant time hanging out and talking with this dude! And then again, I can get along with just about anyone. Humans, fascinating creatures, yes.

If they would have been cocky-arrogant-big-headed-rock-stars clearly my view of them and the show would be much different..

Did I believe in it? Nah. Did The Germs ever mean a lot to me? Not really. Did I have a total fucking blast? Yes.
Novelty shows like these are meant for laughter!
A great night of fun entertainment was definitely achieved.

On a side note, it wasn't a completely happy ending. A mystery shot was sent my way, and after consumption vaugley I remember stumbling to my bike and SOMEHOW making it home. Passing out on the couch for about 20 minutes, only to wake up and intensely vomit in the kitchen sink for about an hour with cold water running over my head. NOT FUN!
I had to work at 10AM, but managed to be only 40 minutes late. Haven't had this terrible a hangover in a very, very long time. Fucking hell, it's taken me nearly an hour to write this rubbish! My brain = mush. No alcohol for me tonight!