We here at The Repercussions HQ are very excited about this upcoming
show! We are playing host to a band from South Carolina called
Something About Vampires and Sluts, friends we have met on our tours
down to The Palmetto State. They are excellent people and an excellent
band, so please do come out to support us and our friends on the road! Show them that we are just as hospitable as the southerners!
Tuesday, August 24th
The Repercussions
Something About Vampires and Sluts (our friends on tour from South Carolina!)
Nitromusk
Ghost Runner
At Arlene's Grocery
95 Stanton St
Manhattan, NY 10002
212-995-1652
www.arlene-grocery.com
8PM
21+
$5
www.mapquest.com for door-to-door driving directions, or...
F or V Train to 2nd Avenue Exit 1st Avenue, 1 block below Houston St
between Orchard and Ludlow Streets
Looking forward to seeing you there! Please check out
www.therepercussions.net for more upcoming gigs!
please dont make me disown you as friends and come on down for christ's sake
Love,
J-Ro
Chief Cook & Bottlewasher,
ESCHE Enterprises, LLC
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Life becomes a great Song Title
According to my friend Christen, this crazy woman lives across the street. Here are the things she says screaming on the phone at people while on her front porch:
"how can you enjoy sex if your pussy is the size of a fucking watermelon, bitch?"
"they're all jealous of me becuse they're fat ugly bitches who can't get dates"
I just find this truly amazing. I wish I had interesting neighbors, and the not the kind that bring your family to court because they are too shady to have the kind of homeowners insurance that covers a tree falling onto their car, meanwhile building decks and renting out a basement apartment without permits.
Anyways, my stomach is eating itself. time for foood and a haircut. I promise to post again sooner than however long it's been. I know I suck. But I still love you all (except for you, you there, picking your teeth with the matchbook cover from that dive).
"how can you enjoy sex if your pussy is the size of a fucking watermelon, bitch?"
"they're all jealous of me becuse they're fat ugly bitches who can't get dates"
I just find this truly amazing. I wish I had interesting neighbors, and the not the kind that bring your family to court because they are too shady to have the kind of homeowners insurance that covers a tree falling onto their car, meanwhile building decks and renting out a basement apartment without permits.
Anyways, my stomach is eating itself. time for foood and a haircut. I promise to post again sooner than however long it's been. I know I suck. But I still love you all (except for you, you there, picking your teeth with the matchbook cover from that dive).
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
What I'm doing with my (lack of a) life lately
If you haven't heard from me in a while it's not because I hate you (though some of you seem to not be too fond of me lately), but because since I've gotten back from the crazy amazingness that was the Repercussions tour, I've been mostly working or sleeping. When I haven't been working or sleeping, I've been alone in my bachelor pad drinking Jack Daniels (with coffee or iced tea or straight) and watching Dawson's Creek on DVD (I just finished season three, so last night I watched Big Fish...HOLY CRAP!). I'd love to invite someone over to watch this stuff (and drink whiskey) with me, but you all have to wake up when I'm just going to sleep. I mean, shit, it's 6:48am now. I guess that's all for now. Please stay tuned for the Repercussions Tour Diary as told by J-Ro. It's crazy crap.
Thursday, June 17, 2004
testing
Oy vey, there is so much going on but so little time to post it all. My record label, Example Such Cloth Hammer Engine, is having a special showcase show tonight at Saints and Sinnners, featuring all our bands... I am so freakin' excited. You all should be there, although the few of you who have really good excuses, like living far away, are exempt. I will be going on tour with the Repercussions late next week, and I couldn't be more excited. I will definitely post later to keep you guys all aware of what's going down.
Thursday, June 17th
Example Such Cloth Hammer Engine record label showcase:
The Repercussions
Space Robot Scientists
The Potbelly Bandits
Trashed on Fiction
Deuces Wild Productions presents....
As part of Situation Thursdays...
At Saints and Sinners
558 Smithtown Bypass (route 347 @ route 111)
Smithtown, NY 11787
(631) 979-6561
directions below or
www.mapquest.com for door-to-door directions
9PM
$5 for 21+
$7 for 18-20
Show is 18+
From Western Long Island: Take Northern State Parkway East until you hit
the end. You will see signs that will allow you to go on either Rt.347 or
Rt. 454. Follow the Rt. 347 signs. You will begin to see signs that say
Rt. 111, get in the left lane. After you cross over Rt.111, there will be
a shopping center right after the light. Make the left into that parking
lot, that's where Saints and Sinners is. It's in the same shopping center
as the 24 hour bagel place
From Eastern Long Island: Take Rt. 347 all the into Smithtown. When you
see signs saying Rt. 111, you will have to be in the right lane. There
will be a shopping centre with a Dunkin Donuts in it. Make the right into
that parking lot, and Saints and Sinners is in there.
-----------------------------------------------------
The Repercussions have been busy gearing up for their upcoming summer
tour! This tour will bring The Repercussions' high energy garage rock n
roll to new parts of the country. The confirmed dates as of this time
are:
Friday, June 25th
At Echo's in Charleston, SC
Monday, June 28th
At The Limelight in Myrtle Beach, SC
Wednesday, June 30th
At The Springwater Tavern in Nashville, TN
Thursday, July 1st
At Murphy's in Memphis, TN
-----------------------------------------------------
The Repercussions are counting their pennies in anticipation of this
incredible tour. Help out The Repercussions by attending one of our
fine public performances and picking up CDs, t-shirts, pins, and thongs!
Our debut EP is now available to order online through Interpunk.com!
Follow this link to go directly to The Repercussions on Interpunk:
http://www.interpunk.com/item.cfm?Item=57766
You can also visit one of these fine retail establishments and pick up a
copy of the debut EP "Don't Fear" :
Tower Records
370 Walt Whitman Rd. (Rt 110)
Huntington Station, NY 11746
(631) 425-2500
Looney Tunes
31 Brookvale Ave.
West Babylon, NY 11704
(631) 587-7722
www.looneytunescds.com
Tower Records
5294 Sunrise Hwy
Massapequa Park, NY 11762
(631) 541-2222
Rock Candy
1099 D Route 25A
Stony Brook, NY 11790
631-689-1249
Thursday, June 17th
Example Such Cloth Hammer Engine record label showcase:
The Repercussions
Space Robot Scientists
The Potbelly Bandits
Trashed on Fiction
Deuces Wild Productions presents....
As part of Situation Thursdays...
At Saints and Sinners
558 Smithtown Bypass (route 347 @ route 111)
Smithtown, NY 11787
(631) 979-6561
directions below or
www.mapquest.com for door-to-door directions
9PM
$5 for 21+
$7 for 18-20
Show is 18+
From Western Long Island: Take Northern State Parkway East until you hit
the end. You will see signs that will allow you to go on either Rt.347 or
Rt. 454. Follow the Rt. 347 signs. You will begin to see signs that say
Rt. 111, get in the left lane. After you cross over Rt.111, there will be
a shopping center right after the light. Make the left into that parking
lot, that's where Saints and Sinners is. It's in the same shopping center
as the 24 hour bagel place
From Eastern Long Island: Take Rt. 347 all the into Smithtown. When you
see signs saying Rt. 111, you will have to be in the right lane. There
will be a shopping centre with a Dunkin Donuts in it. Make the right into
that parking lot, and Saints and Sinners is in there.
-----------------------------------------------------
The Repercussions have been busy gearing up for their upcoming summer
tour! This tour will bring The Repercussions' high energy garage rock n
roll to new parts of the country. The confirmed dates as of this time
are:
Friday, June 25th
At Echo's in Charleston, SC
Monday, June 28th
At The Limelight in Myrtle Beach, SC
Wednesday, June 30th
At The Springwater Tavern in Nashville, TN
Thursday, July 1st
At Murphy's in Memphis, TN
-----------------------------------------------------
The Repercussions are counting their pennies in anticipation of this
incredible tour. Help out The Repercussions by attending one of our
fine public performances and picking up CDs, t-shirts, pins, and thongs!
Our debut EP is now available to order online through Interpunk.com!
Follow this link to go directly to The Repercussions on Interpunk:
http://www.interpunk.com/item.cfm?Item=57766
You can also visit one of these fine retail establishments and pick up a
copy of the debut EP "Don't Fear" :
Tower Records
370 Walt Whitman Rd. (Rt 110)
Huntington Station, NY 11746
(631) 425-2500
Looney Tunes
31 Brookvale Ave.
West Babylon, NY 11704
(631) 587-7722
www.looneytunescds.com
Tower Records
5294 Sunrise Hwy
Massapequa Park, NY 11762
(631) 541-2222
Rock Candy
1099 D Route 25A
Stony Brook, NY 11790
631-689-1249
Friday, June 04, 2004
Elderly haberdasher absent-minded blues
Elderly haberdasher absent-minded blues...
Let me start this blog by relating my weekend to you all (I know it's a few days late, as the weekend is almost upon us yet again)...Got home from work around 7:30am Friday morning, watched some Dawson's Creek Season One on DVD, woke up Matt at 10 so he could get to work on time, went to bed. Woke up around 5ish. After the ritual of computer, coffee and breaking of the fast while others eat dinner and another episode of Dawson's, I set about to purchase a new suit for the occasion of my cousin Zackary's Bar Mitzvah (at the last minute, of course...it wouldn't be me to have done this suithunt on Tuesday, when I had planned on it, but ended up with the computer and cell phone instead). I brambled upon JC Penney's at 8:30, about a half an hour before closing, simply because my mom's associate discount is still good until the end of June. This thrifty Jewish lad likes a good bargain, after all. I manage to stumble upon the perfect-fitting sharkskin suit in minutes flat, got advice on how to take in the pants (which were awfully long for a suit that is a 38 short), and laid out the cash, giving myself a few minutes yet to choose a pair of shoes on the way out. Mission accomplished, no? Ha ha ha. Let's just say that the moral of this story is never trust an elderly haberdasher doling out the wisdom and virtues of duct tape to temporarily take in your pants...
Since I was over there, I decide to check out the scene at Borders and get an Iced Mocha while trying to rustle up some late-evening plans. I call Meg and she's about to get sushi at King Kullen, so I say "Hey, I'll meet you there in a few minutes," and get there in just a few shakes of a lamb's tail. Good times with good friends and supermarket sushi. We finish our respective servings and part ways, and I make it to Barnes & Noble five minutes prior to closing, just in time to get a gift card for my uncle, who has just turned 40.
I get home around 11:30, and show off my new acquisitions, when my mom notices the anti-theft device still attached to the suit jacket. Goddamn son of a bitch! The store has been closed for hours at this point, and I just don't have the right tools for this kind of job. Even Cassie doesn't have the tools, which frankly shocked the heck out of me. So now I have to wait until Penney's opens in the morning to get this taken care of before the Bar Mitzvah. The problem is, they don't open until 10am, and I'm suppposed to be at the synagogue at 10, and the store is in Massapequa, which is twenty minutes away. oy vey. Complicating the matter is the fact that my body clock has me all nocturnal, so I don't get to sleep until 6am or so, and I have to be up before 9. Needless to say, I am running behind schedule getting out of the house. And then I conveniently forget which exit to take to the mall, which sets me back a few more minutes. So I get to the store at about 10:20, and get the tag taken care of without incident, and try to sneak into the temple at 10:45. My aunt saw me from the beema trying to get my bearings and find a good seat. Apparently, my mom hadn't had time to explain to her the exact nature of the situation...not that I am ever on time for anything...
I then was volunteered to chaperone the rowdy bunch of thirteen year-olds on the short bus from the temple to the reception. I was shocked by the mouths on these kids...until I remembered that at my bar mitzvah, not only were we obnoxious, but most of my friends got drunk, thanks in part to my uncle Don. Having survived that ordeal and arriving safely at the Sands at Lido Beach, I make my way to the bar and actually get carded by the bartender, who apologizes after noticing that I'm thirty. I'm sorry I'm thirty, too. I then get to talk to my grandma's best friend Alma, who also hit the booze up first thing, and we talk about drinking and jobs, before hitting up buffets on opposite sides of the room. I then talk to my uncle Alan and his lover Eddie, who have just purchased a lovely house in Connecticut as a weekend retreat from their Chelsea condo when city life proves to stressful. At 40, Alan seems to want to succumb to the American Suburban dream, proving that noone is safe. I attempt to talk to my cousin Nina about her impending high school graduation and college plans and whatnot, but for some reason, can barely abandon the impulses to say "God, I remember when you were born...I cannot believe you are a grown woman now...I'm so freaking old and still have not found love..." I had intelligent conversations with her once upon a time. One of those rare flashes where I was able to see her and Drew as sentient beings without the association of age and distance separating all of us. I wish I could relate, but I just feel so disassociated from them now. And with my usual partner-in-crime Matt paired up with Cassie, I felt like a total odd man out. On top of everything, I just felt old because I was checking out all the marrried women, many of whom had kids. Don't let me go there, please... I really could have used a drinking buddy that day, which ended eventually at 2am, much the way Friday started, with some Dawson's Creek...
Let me start this blog by relating my weekend to you all (I know it's a few days late, as the weekend is almost upon us yet again)...Got home from work around 7:30am Friday morning, watched some Dawson's Creek Season One on DVD, woke up Matt at 10 so he could get to work on time, went to bed. Woke up around 5ish. After the ritual of computer, coffee and breaking of the fast while others eat dinner and another episode of Dawson's, I set about to purchase a new suit for the occasion of my cousin Zackary's Bar Mitzvah (at the last minute, of course...it wouldn't be me to have done this suithunt on Tuesday, when I had planned on it, but ended up with the computer and cell phone instead). I brambled upon JC Penney's at 8:30, about a half an hour before closing, simply because my mom's associate discount is still good until the end of June. This thrifty Jewish lad likes a good bargain, after all. I manage to stumble upon the perfect-fitting sharkskin suit in minutes flat, got advice on how to take in the pants (which were awfully long for a suit that is a 38 short), and laid out the cash, giving myself a few minutes yet to choose a pair of shoes on the way out. Mission accomplished, no? Ha ha ha. Let's just say that the moral of this story is never trust an elderly haberdasher doling out the wisdom and virtues of duct tape to temporarily take in your pants...
Since I was over there, I decide to check out the scene at Borders and get an Iced Mocha while trying to rustle up some late-evening plans. I call Meg and she's about to get sushi at King Kullen, so I say "Hey, I'll meet you there in a few minutes," and get there in just a few shakes of a lamb's tail. Good times with good friends and supermarket sushi. We finish our respective servings and part ways, and I make it to Barnes & Noble five minutes prior to closing, just in time to get a gift card for my uncle, who has just turned 40.
I get home around 11:30, and show off my new acquisitions, when my mom notices the anti-theft device still attached to the suit jacket. Goddamn son of a bitch! The store has been closed for hours at this point, and I just don't have the right tools for this kind of job. Even Cassie doesn't have the tools, which frankly shocked the heck out of me. So now I have to wait until Penney's opens in the morning to get this taken care of before the Bar Mitzvah. The problem is, they don't open until 10am, and I'm suppposed to be at the synagogue at 10, and the store is in Massapequa, which is twenty minutes away. oy vey. Complicating the matter is the fact that my body clock has me all nocturnal, so I don't get to sleep until 6am or so, and I have to be up before 9. Needless to say, I am running behind schedule getting out of the house. And then I conveniently forget which exit to take to the mall, which sets me back a few more minutes. So I get to the store at about 10:20, and get the tag taken care of without incident, and try to sneak into the temple at 10:45. My aunt saw me from the beema trying to get my bearings and find a good seat. Apparently, my mom hadn't had time to explain to her the exact nature of the situation...not that I am ever on time for anything...
I then was volunteered to chaperone the rowdy bunch of thirteen year-olds on the short bus from the temple to the reception. I was shocked by the mouths on these kids...until I remembered that at my bar mitzvah, not only were we obnoxious, but most of my friends got drunk, thanks in part to my uncle Don. Having survived that ordeal and arriving safely at the Sands at Lido Beach, I make my way to the bar and actually get carded by the bartender, who apologizes after noticing that I'm thirty. I'm sorry I'm thirty, too. I then get to talk to my grandma's best friend Alma, who also hit the booze up first thing, and we talk about drinking and jobs, before hitting up buffets on opposite sides of the room. I then talk to my uncle Alan and his lover Eddie, who have just purchased a lovely house in Connecticut as a weekend retreat from their Chelsea condo when city life proves to stressful. At 40, Alan seems to want to succumb to the American Suburban dream, proving that noone is safe. I attempt to talk to my cousin Nina about her impending high school graduation and college plans and whatnot, but for some reason, can barely abandon the impulses to say "God, I remember when you were born...I cannot believe you are a grown woman now...I'm so freaking old and still have not found love..." I had intelligent conversations with her once upon a time. One of those rare flashes where I was able to see her and Drew as sentient beings without the association of age and distance separating all of us. I wish I could relate, but I just feel so disassociated from them now. And with my usual partner-in-crime Matt paired up with Cassie, I felt like a total odd man out. On top of everything, I just felt old because I was checking out all the marrried women, many of whom had kids. Don't let me go there, please... I really could have used a drinking buddy that day, which ended eventually at 2am, much the way Friday started, with some Dawson's Creek...
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