Wolfy Part II

The bobeches are printed with care

2009-12-18T21:16:00.000-03:00

as Holly Jolly Sabbath grows near.

Holly Jolly Sabbath

2009-12-11T21:49:00.006-03:00

It is time to run the record brush over the vinyl, hang the tree upside down, and listen to Black Sabbath all night.
This festive occasion began years ago when I was a bartender. One of the regulars, Chuck, was a bartender at a nearby establishment, Art Bar where I think you can still find him.
One Sunday during the season Kayrock and I had gone against the owner's wishes and decorated for the Holidays.
He is a quite a piece of work and a whole other a-hole story. We were relaxing and enjoying our festive labors when Chuck arrived. He sat and ordered a drink as the sound of rain began to fill the speakers and a church bell began to chime over the sound of distant thunder. The glass of bourbon struck the surface of the bar as the music screamed out. The groove diminished and flickered at almost the same rate and volume as the lights upon the white plastic tree. Chuck twisted and looked around and began to explain how everything that was going on in the bar was transporting him into a memory. The Black Sabbath pulsing with the Christmas tree flashing brought forth his tale. He explained that when he was young and his parents would leave the house during the season he would create a moment of adolescent joy for himself. He would turn off all the lights in the house excepting the Christmas tree and then then bring forth the special shoebox from under his bed. He would light up a bowl as the first Sabbath record dropped on the family stereo console. Everything just seemed to come together perfectly.
It was decided then that THAT could be a holiday tradition we all could get behind. My next shift was a Tuesday and I drew a flyer for the first Holly Jolly Sabbath on the way to work stopping off to copy it at the corner store. It had a few poorly drawn wizards walking and a tree or two proclaimed: The 1st Annual Holly Jolly Sabbath (that's right kiddies get in on the motherfucking ground floor on this one) This Sunday before Christmas!
The evening came and passed and everyone there has a story about what happened. I mostly remember Fitz and Etain stopping by and having that be the night solidify our friendships. Etain passed out rather quickly but has ended up attending more of subsequent HJS eves than anyone else.
After the next year, Kayrock and I grew weary of repeated requests for Rat Salad upon anyone especially drummers entrances. We decided there should be some rules for the eve. They have been clarified but remain only as rules if you follow them. Chuck and Ian Christe have been the only two people to break flow for a request because one of them invented the holiday and the other wrote a book on Heavy Metal. Ian has already put in a request for a Dio interlude this year for several reasons.It was also thought that mulled wine should be served. We found the oldest recipe we could and started the search for all the spices required for Clarée. We have nailed down almost all of them. The last few years a candlelight vigil/singing during Changes has become standard for the evening.
With the help of our one true Holly Jolly Sabbath intern, Jason, and some of the other HJS worker monkeys like Holly, Maya, Casey and Alethia; we will be ready for the eighth Holly Jolly Sabbath to go later than late but not long enough for a record with Tony Martin singing.
This years flyer is a collaboration between Christeen Francis, Wolfy, and Kayrock.

Weather and Time have given Tina one vampire tooth

2009-12-11T14:32:00.001-03:00

Some Birthday presents

2009-12-02T21:46:00.004-03:00

Here are some examples of the precious things that crept into my world last night.
The mighty Halffishes sent this poster toward me from the far corners of Deutschyland.
Andrew Deutsch and Erin Weckerle treated me to a meal at the Bon Vivant and a movie. They graciously purchased the Bon Vivant Souvenir mug for me.
We ventured forth and where presented with Marc Zbyszynski, Arthur Arbit and Siri Wilson. Arthur presented some things that should not have been captured on film and Siri kept texting me hieroglyphic messages although I was seated next to her.
The forties are funny.

My Birthday Greetings

2009-12-01T18:27:00.002-03:00

Today is the day. When I rose to shower this morning the winds had added some festive decor to my view. Sort of sad to think some other soul lost their balloons but they brought me a smile.
Marty sent the other handy work from the bowels of the Cleveland Museum of Art.
Thanks

Soft edit on Blowfly and Sonic Youth

2009-11-25T03:31:00.003-03:00

I saw the Blowfly on Saturday with Blokis and Arthur. We made bootleg tshirts for the show which I will expound upon later.
Tonight I saw Sonic Youth with Steve Five(there is a story there).I gripped the rider chips for the Merch girl. Talk Normal opened and I delivered the posters from earlier posts.

Talk Normal Poster

2009-11-24T20:06:00.003-03:00

For more details look further.

Brahloween

2009-10-19T17:49:00.003-03:00

Saturday afternoon this crawled from the darker corners of my head and on to the printed page. Master Mark Morgan helped feed the process and Miss Siri Wilson provided fries and beer. The show will be a screamer in the hellish forests of Monster Island. It will be a pleasure and punishment to play with the mighty Dirty Faces who are always dressed as a train wreck underneath their ghoulish attire.

Two newly created posters for CMJ

2009-10-13T19:30:00.003-03:00

These should start appearing in the neighborhood in the next couple days. Check out what appears to be a show chock full of bands from the Westest Coasts. It is a daytime show so most will be chained to cubicles. It will be a joyous occasion for those of us playing hooky or under/un employed. The fun of these are that they are essentially the same city skyline flipped and reversed.

A new plan for the future

2009-10-09T00:01:00.000-04:00

Violence Grows again

2009-08-05T18:52:00.001-04:00

The nerd niche night known as Violence Grows is back at Bruar Falls.
The evening was inspired by this and was here for a long time and even inspired a drawing brunch or two.
Tuesday, August 11 around 9:43pm
You and all those in the territory are invited to bring yourselves to an evening of movie projections, collective drawing and flyer making, and record playing.
We all sit around spinning a few records, watching movies that do not require sound, and drawing the flyer for next time.
Cinders hosted this flyer by Maya, Blok and me.
The event is free excepting the amount of money you decide to spend on booze which Bruar Falls will appreciate.

Something gets flushed some things find reason

2009-07-09T02:09:00.001-04:00

There are times that a person is asked to step up and make a work of beauty for nothing more than "what it will get you for putting your name on it". I find myself procrastinating by reading things for the porpoise of dissing and covering things. One strange set of number logic that is interesting to us here near ground zero is as follows:
Michael Jackson died at fifty years old about to turn fifty one this year.
William S. Burroughs wrote "Naked Lunch" fifty one years ago and got it published fifty years ago.
If you spend too much time thinking about Burroughs, The Crucifucks, Arthur Arbit, and Prince then you, dear reader, might just find a connection. I only feel it but look forward to the education.
It was Ringo Star's Birthday yesterday and some people think "Weird Al" might have croaked tonight.
I certainly hope one of these things is wrong but fifty is a righter number in 2009 than twenty three.

They are still there.

2009-07-06T18:50:00.002-04:00

They are in the banks and on the streets. This one was appropriately chilling in a Chase.

They still live among us.

2009-06-21T00:01:00.002-04:00

There are moments when you realize that the fears you had as a child are not real but simply a a movie or a dream. You feel safer and more confident. You visit the places that scared you and find they are familiar. You learn to live your life feeling safe and secure. There is then a moment when walking your bike home because a loved one is beside you when the horror returns. You realize that people still buy alligators for their progeny when both are small and cute. One gets abandoned in the sewers and the other most likely stars in reality television because all they know how to do is flush or abandon. You realize good things are still can happen because these alligators still roam free in this city. All the myths are still true unless you think you might make it big by playing a legendary rock club. There are no country, blue grass and/or blues clubs to play but maybe a SPR or two.

Sunday everyone in NY makes noise

2009-06-17T16:12:00.003-04:00

The fine bands Red Dawn II, The Hard Nips, Cathy and Kocho Bi Sexual will attempt to create a rock show on the street in front of Sodafine because of this.
Come out around 4pm and then help Allison and me carry gear over to Monster Island for this reason.

What Red Dawn II does on a day off in Detroit

2009-06-02T23:59:00.001-04:00

Friend of Anna Haifisches found in Detroit

2009-06-02T23:56:00.001-04:00

Ice Cream Sandwich Cat wants to got back into your head so fast you get brainfreezes.

Tour Photo

2009-05-30T11:30:00.004-04:00

We have a deep amount of things in this box for our 3 to 6 fans. If you see us out please inquire within. If we can't find you something for your back or your ears then we'll let you have a peek at the dirty magazine doubling as our signage. You can then grip a Red Dawn II pin designed by Joly for free.

Another exciting installation near an appropriate spot

2009-05-30T11:13:00.002-04:00

This amazing piece was installed on the street in front of the gallery. I caught my eye and I quickly made my way into the gallery to inquire as to the accomplished Ohio artist that had boldly constructed the piece. I entered the gallery and looked around but there was a distinctly different vibe inside as out. I inquired as to the name of the installation and it's creator. The gallery informed me that it was placed there by the City workers of Cleveland, Ohio. They were not represented by the gallery but had been inclined to create by the necessity of the city. Well done.

A Lawn Ornament circa 1987

2009-05-27T16:27:00.003-04:00

"...wishing I was eating fries but printing instead.."

2009-05-19T21:52:00.003-04:00

This should be a fun show. Red Dawn II just finished recording their record and although they are not a draw they are having fun. The same goes for anybody else on this bill. There will be coffee.

Stuff taking up other garages and time

2009-05-26T17:31:00.002-04:00

I have been taking some time to Dj much to several Soho employees regret. Playing shows with all kinds of violent bullshit and even just straight up bullshit which I will leave hyperlinkless. Red Dawn II will be stumbling through the Middle East and into Michigan this weekend. In the next couple daze, we hope to settle into finishing a few songs to put out for someone's listening pleasure. In the meantime, I am going to be trying not to hang out with this guy so much. He kind of dresses like a child molester and has not qualms about it. He often says
"Society doesn't affect change on you unless you let your own criminalizing thoughts change the way you think you are perceived by Society. If you look like a clown or a child molester but you are not one then why worry what Society thinks you look like unless,of course, you are one of those things?"
I always have to remind myself that he doesn't give the best advice. He is a bowlful of fun especially if you get him up on a line.

Playing Records Today on WFMU

2009-05-18T01:32:00.002-04:00

Allison and I of the band Red Dawn II will be hanging out on Liz Berg's show.
Check it out, if you can.

New additions to Church are kind of ruling.

2009-05-14T17:44:00.004-04:00

Out to Lunch

2009-05-06T23:47:00.006-04:00

I have been in Cleveland,Ohio hanging out with a lot of sorted things. These two fellows are a couple of cards. The always have a good joke to tell if you are willing to spend enough time with them but all their Swine Flu jokes I would pan... They are always up for a good lunch in the proper locale at the appropriate time. Nate's Deli (1923 W. 25th St. Cleveland, OH 44113 216-696-7529) is never a disappointment. The fatoosh salad even has OJ asking about if it was had and if it is still as good as memory serves. It is, of course, and my furry friend can confirm. The conversation wandered to goals, debts, and savings. It got a little fishy in the exchange but affirmed all of our life choices. It is so easy to be envious of a shark when you are not one but never forget a shark might tell you some things that remind you that it can be hard to be one. We talked about whether you are throwing caution to the wind, doing something you love, saving for an arthritic retirement, buying radical wallpaper or even ripping it out of a house....you are never far from losing it all so live it to the hilt. The dog coined the "live it to the hilt" phrase. You might have a fleet of Tonka trunks today but somebody else who knows how to use those trucks better than you might just bury them in their yard. I know I am getting ahead of the discourse and forgetting all the years of bail outs between those moments but so should we. The one thing we all agreed upon is that even if a dumb piece of shit has finished his run as president in our hometown there is another about to get elected somewhere else like, say, Chile.
We left the diner and I discussed with Sharky how awesome Talk Normal is.
The dog is really loving Bathory and Sibylle Baier. The dog had to give credit not to J Mascis but to Nico Multi for those jams.