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1/7/06 - the PiETASTERS @ the 9:30 Club, Washington, DC
w/ the Slackers
1/21/06 - Ruder Than You @ the Rotunda, Philly, PA
w/ Eastern Standard Time
& the Vicars
2/25/06 - the PiETASTERS @ the Trocadero, Philly, PA
w/ Ruder than You

"Half measures availed us nothing.
We stood at the turning point.
We asked God's protection and care with complete abandon."
- Anon.

Pictures of Me  

In case I don't see you, "Good afternoon, good evening and good night!"
2006-01-07 06:23:55 ET


They say that these are not the best of times
But they're the only times I've ever known
And I believe there is a time for meditation
In cathedrals of our own
Now I have seen that sad surrender in my lover's eyes
And I can only stand apart and sympathize
For we are always what our situations hand us
It's either sadness or euphoria

And so we'll argue and we'll compromise
And realize that nothing's ever changed
For all our mutual experience
Our separate conclusions are the same
Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity
Our reason co-exists with our insanity
So we choose between reality and madness
It's either sadness or euphoria

How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies
Perhaps we don't fulfill each other's fantasies
And as we stand upon the ledges of our lives
With our respective similarities
It's either sadness or euphoria

- Billy Joel



I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.

She is soft, she is warm,
But my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.

Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.

My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.

- Paul Simon



All my bags are packed
Iím ready to go
Iím standiní here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakiní
Itís early morn
The taxiís waitiní
Heís blowiní his horn
Already Iím so lonesome
I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youíll wait for me
Hold me like youíll never let me go
Because Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Thereís so many times Iíve let you down
So many times Iíve played around
I tell you now, they donít mean a thing
Evíry place I go, Iíll think of you
Evíry song I sing, Iíll sing for you
When I come back, Iíll bring your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youíll wait for me
Hold me like youíll never let me go
Because Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
Iíll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I wonít have to leave alone
About the times, I wonít have to say

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youíll wait for me
Hold me like youíll never let me go
Because Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

But, Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

- John Denver
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*For anyone who cares, this was that song I was trying to find the lyrics to, oh so long ago.
2006-01-06 09:15:46 ET


Break Down
I hope this old train breaks down
Then I could take a walk around
And, see what there is to see
And time is just a melody
All the people in the street
Walk as fast as their feet can take them
I just roam through town
And though my windows got a view
The frame im looking through
Seems to have no concern for me now
So for now

I need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh please just
Let me please breakdown

This engine screams out loud
Sayin the beat gunna crawl westbound
So I dont even make a sound
Cause its gunna sting me when I leave this town
All the people in the street
That i'll never get to meet
If these dont bend somehow
And I got no time
That I got to get to
Where I dont need to be
So I

I need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh please just
Let me please breakdown
I need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh please just
Let me please breakdown
I wanna break on down
But I cant stop now
Let me break on down

But you cant stop nothing
If you got no control
Of the thoughts in your mind
That you kept in, you know
You dont know nothing
But you dont need to know
The wisdoms in the trees
Not the glass windows
You cant stop wishing
If you dont let go
But things that you find
And you lose, and you know
You keep on rolling
Put the moment on hold
The frames too bright
So put the blinds down low

I need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh please just
Let me please breakdown
I need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh please just
Let me please breakdown
I wanna break on down
But I cant stop now

- Jack Johnson & the handsome boy modeling school

12/30/05 - the Bouncing Souls @ the Starland Ballroom, Sayresville, NJ
2005-12-31 15:28:55 ET

Well, the last show of 2005, and a heck of a show it was.
Three excellent bands, and one goof act. The crowd was certainly energetic, and all there for a good time, but unorganized as hell.
the age ranged from 14 - 35, I'd say, and there were a heck of a lot of folks in the pit.

the first band was "Bench Press 3000," or BP3K. If you ever have a choice between going to see these guys, and drinking your own urine... Make sure the drink is chilled first.
They were a joke band, kinda resembling GWAR. All decked out like body builders, muscle-men and vikings (I never said it made sense.) They played about 6 songs, all about weight lifting... none really all that funny.

Next up was Leftover Crack. All I can say is - wow. I'd heard these guys on the Give 'em the Boots, and Ira the drummer is also in the Slackers, so I knew they were good, but wow. They really riled this crowd up, and played an excellent mix of punk and reggae. Very political (4 songs in a row about the police) and very loud, but not too fast so that you couldn't get into the groove. I'll definately go see them again if I get the chance.

the PiETASTERS followed, and the crowd was your usual punk-crowd-during-ska-band. Kids pushed and kicked and moshed around to the slowest and soulest of songs. Now the Pie Guys know who they're playing to, so they did play a good deal of their earlier, faster stuff. They opened with Drinking & Driving, so... Your typical opening set from the Tasters. The one new song they played was nice, but I didn't get to listen to it that much.
I did have to grab one kid, though. At the beginning of Higher, this kid, dressed in over-sized "urban" style, starts throwing his legs and arms around, kicking and punching - I grabbed him and said "Listen to the Beat!!" He replies - "There is no beat!"
A part of me wept.
Also - Jeremy shaved the Yeti, and Alan's got this 9th-grade haircut that makes him look 10 years younger.

Now, the Souls just blew me away. They played almost 2 hours, and didn't stop much. From one rocker to a sing-a-long, to a new song... I wish I knew more about the music, or the band to comment. All I can say is the music was awesome to dance to, and the crowd was beyond psyched to be there. For the first half of the show, everyone just pushed each other around - there was no room to move, mosh or dance, so it was like one big trust fall, and everyone just held everyone else up. At one point I turned to address the crowd between songs - "OKAY! If twenty people leave the pit now, we'll all be a lot better!! You can come back later if you want! We'll rotate!" But no one seemed to listen.
About halfway through people must have left, because pits started to open, and a lot more movement was possible. The pits were fun, and constantly lively, but I was a little perturbed because I couldn't get a circle pit started to save my life.

Either way... the show was awesome at the end, I was sweaty, tired and bruised in a half-dozen places. Dave Quinn and Remo went with, which made for intersting conversation on the way home - We discussed comic books, movies, disgusting anecdotes, and listened to Remo burst into a half-formed version of Maggie Mae.

heh heh.

I rarely do this, but I have to give this show 10/10
Just phenomenal, and thanks to everyone for an excellent end to an ...intersting year.
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I cried last night when I heard you sing this song. ... Stupid Muppets.
2005-12-25 08:44:52 ET

"When Love Is Gone"

There was a time when I was sure
That you and I were truly one
That our future was forever
And would never come undone
And we came so close to being close
And though you cared for me
There's distance in your eyes tonight
So we're not meant to be

The love is gone, the love is gone
The sweetest dream that you have ever known
The love is gone, the love is gone
I wish you well, but I must leave you now, alone

There comes a moment in your life
Like a window, and you see
Your future there before you
And how perfect life can be
But adventure calls with unknown voices
Pulling you away
Be careful or you may regret
The choice you make someday

When love is gone, when love is gone
The sweetest dream that we have ever known
When love is gone, when love is gone
I wish you well, but I must leave you now, alone

It was almost love
It was almost always
It was like a fairy tale we'd live out, you and I
And yes, some dreams come true
And yes, some dreams fall through
And yes, the time has come for us to say goodbye

Yes, some dreams come true
And yes, some dreams fall through
And yes, the time has come for us to say goodbye

- Paul Williams
from "the Muppets Christmas Carol"

"It's Only Right"
2005-12-23 13:41:12 ET

Snowy nights and Christmas lights,
Icy windowpanes,
Make me wish that we could be
Together again.
And the windy winter avenues
Just don't seem the same,
And the Christmas carols sound like blues,
But the choir is not to blame.

But it doesn't have to be that way.
What we had should never have ended.
I'll be dropping by today.
We could easily get it together tonight.
It's only right.

Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus,
Tinseled afternoons,
And the sidewalk bands play their songs
Slightly out of tune.
Down the windy winter avenues
There walks a lonely man,
And if I told you who he is,
Well I think you'd understand.

But it doesn't have to be that way.
What we had should never have ended.
I'll be dropping by today.
We could easily get it together tonight.
It's only right.

No, it doesn't have to be that way.
What we had should never have ended.
I'll be dropping by today.
We could easily get it together tonight.
It's only right.

- Jim Croce
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