“We sold enough shirts, so I never had to dance on the street to get money for gas.” –Martín Sorrondeguy
Between the marches on Selma, Ala. in 1965 and the release of a musical film called The Wiz there was a significant spike in African American stories being told at the movies. Then, as quickly as the industry got hot for these stories, the Hollywood turned their back on African American productions.
This photo was snapped on night three of Ty Segall’s four-night stint at The Teragram Ballroom. It was one of the best Ty Segall shows I’ve ever seen (right up there with the night he played Reverse Shark Attack in its entirety at The Echoplex).
Thanks to the Ethan, Erik, Nick, and Forrest for learning the English Dogs songs and playing them for my birthday! It was a perfect half a millennium celebration in my neighborhood during a pandemic.
This photo of Nick Vicario (Cemento, Public Eye, Crisis Man) with his band Smirk was shot when they opened for Osees at Non Plus Ultra earlier this month. I stood next to John Dwyer during their set, and Dwyer was more fired up about Smirk than anyone else in the crowd!
What do you get when you take the sound of Cat Scan, add a Richard Hell sound-alike on vocals, then add a dash of The Deadbeats? You get REARRANGED FACE!
I tried not to play too loud so I could hear the chord changes of our first song “Beer Shampoo,” a song about hating trendy girls and small-town class warfare.
I got real lucky and scored a last minute ticket to a secret Osees show at Non Plus Ultra last night. It was thee best Osees show I’ve ever seen—MY MIND WAS BLOWN!
Learning how to let go of my past and not let it define me, while still understanding how unimportant it is to be cool.
This photo of The Premonitions was snapped at Zebulon during my first week back at shows since the pandemic started. I was in the mood for some garage punk and a Premonitions set was just what the doctor ordered!