J-Ro Live From The Tiny Room With The Computer In It At Long Last

So, welcome to my first blog post in eons. I've been scarcely present in online forums for many reasons. Mostly a lack of time to write extemporaneously about random topis of interest to anyone besides myself. Also, most of what I want to tell all th world has to do with the new love in my life. I wanted to hold off on mentioning that for a while, because I did not want to jinx it or get anyone all upset or whatnot. One learns the lesson swiftly once getting bitten on the ass by that kind of thing. But now that she and I are officially fools in love, I feel free enough to mention it.

It's really been crazy since last I posted. I had to delay pressing the new Trashed On Fiction cd to be able to afford the recording, mixing, mastering and pressing of the first Repercussions full-length, Modern Sounds. I just figured that it would be easier to use Modern Sounds to get distribution and exposure for the label, since I failed to properly do this for the Don't Fear EP and the Space Robot Scientists EP. Plus, it's easier to market 14 songs than 7 songs, even though those 7 songs add up to a minute more than a typical Weezer coaster. Of course, because I spent so much money on Modern Sounds, as well as having to buy a new car because my Saturn finally died, I have yet to rebuild my savings to a comfortable enugh level to afford pressing the TOF cd. On top of the hideously long delay (viva indie labels!) is the fact that I have been like an absentee father to TOF as well. I have missed so many shows due to work/time constraints that I'm beginning to wonder if the band secretly hates me, and wouldn't blame them if they wanted someone else to put out their record at this point.

But yes, my new car is a Hyundai Elantra 2005, with a pretty neat spoiler that I didn't ask for but liked a lot. I got the cassette deck because of my many old mixtapes. It has awesome beverage holders, and even has a beverage-holder adapter for smaller cups! There is also a hidden backseat beverage holder. And a cool drop-down sunglasses holder, which contain my recent;y purchased clip-on sunglasses that do not look like to stupid flip-up ones that made generations of baseball players (like Kent Tekulve) look like nerds like that nerd from "Riptide" whose first name in real life was "Thom." The same weekend I bought the car, I had my second date with Hilary, who must have been swayed by my new car, and soon after, we became official. I could go on and on about her for days. It's crazy to be 31 and to say that I've never felt this way about anyone before, but for those of you who know my big cosmic mess of a lovelife, it makes everything in the past feel like a joke. It's hard to supress the urge to build a chupah and steal her away in the middle of the night and drive to Vegas to get married by an Elvis with a chimpanzee named Clyde as the best man. So to those of you whom I haven't seen in many moons, that is the main reason I haven't been making the rounds to all the social events of the season. Well, that and I'm still working the night shift. Seriously, if you can offer me a job making $35,000 a year and health insurance (hell, I'll take $30G), please let me know. I need out. so so so bad.

Oh, and if you are on Myspace, make friends with my label. www.myspace.com/esche

love and x's and o's,
J-Ro

Jinkies!

Yeah, so it's already the new year for us Hebe-types, and I don't feel any different...well, I had to say that, but the truth is that change IS in the air, I can feel it. Soy un perdidor. Seriously, though...My 31st birthday was on Rosh Hashannah, and it felt harmonious. A new year started not just for me, but for Jews everywhere, and that a band from Israel (The Genders, represent) played that night, as my new year began as well, was pretty cool. The fact that I could manage to DJ more than competently, or at all, considering the amount of booze I gulped, was an added bonus. As sad as I was that some folks could not make it down (some folks got less than 24 hours notice...my bad), I was really touched by the people who did make it (perhaps there could have been more touching going on, folks...really). Definitely warmed the cockles of my heart, and maybe somewhere below the cockles, in the sub-cockle region. As the ten days leading up to Yom Kippur whiz by, I've been in a state of reflection and self-awareness. I think that I've grown a lot this past year and learned many things. Some of these things I learned the hard way. I know that I hurt some feelings and made a few mistakes. I'm honestly sorry about that stuff, and will of course seek forgiveness from those parties involved, as per the ritual. These things have helped make me a stronger person overall, I think. Though some things tend to hurt both parties involved. Right now, I feel like Doogie freaking Houser, only stupid, and without that crazy little midget Vinny climbing through my window. But 30 was really a coccoon year, of rebuilding on the inside, forcing myself to take risks and make strides to do things I believe in. I promise the people who depend on me that this year, I will do what we need done to achieve our goals. I know it can happen. It's the hard choices that get you to where you need to be. Money for nothing and chicks for free. I guess that's it for now. Not that anybody checks this anymore, since it's been months since I've said anything in this forum...kind of a holdover from a lesson I learned. But if you are reading this, check out the Chicken & Waffles blog for the new thing I just wrote...it's kinda heavy, but I like it. I just wish it were more fiction than it is. I want to write a happy story, damnit! Oh well.

L'shana Tova,
J-Ro

Repercussions TONIGHT at Arlene's Grocery!

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

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).

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.