November 14, 2009 at 9:30pm to November 15, 2009 at 1am
Longtime Vulgar Boatmen bassman Jake Smith will be Back in the U.S.A. for ten days this month and the VBs are taking full advantage with two Indianapolis shows. Saturday 14 November will see the band headline a full-on electric party at Radio Radi...
I was born in a little log cabin in Martintucky (Martinsville) My mom and I moved to Bloomington for her job in 81' or so. My entire family were strict Jehovah's Witnesses, my mother was the black sheep having been "disfellowshipped" from the religion when I was very young. My mother was a party person. Needless to say I was always torn between total rebellion and absolute conformity. A few years later at South High School, and still trying to fit in somewhere, I was introduced to Jan Berzins.I still remember him asking me if I liked 'hardcore' (the only hardcore I knew then was porn) but of course I said," Oh yeah sure." Later I bought my first hardcore album and never looked back. Some girl invited me to an Old Library show and it was a blast. Eventually after screwing up and skipping class etc, I dropped out of high school.A little later I ended up hiding from the police by living at "shanty town" in Dunn Meadow(probably around the same time period as the photo of Mike Whybark carrying Josh Martin) Josh stayed at shanty town a bunch(on weekends ha ha). he was my first real 'punk' friend (ha ). Later after wearing a wig as a disguise the police got a tip I was at shanty town, and off I went to Indiana Boys School. After about 6 months there I turned 18 and was released in early 87'? Inspired by Tussin-Up, I started a zine called "The NO Scene Boredom Zine" and then a little later Josh and I started The Peace Dykes, with such forgettable non-hits as "I Can't Sing" and
"Looks like McDonalds Again"(Bill Foster and I once went to McDonalds to apply for a job mostly as a joke) I stayed at Josh Martins house for sometime growing plants, making the zine and playing music in the garage. I refused to get a job back then and looking back I'm glad as it was truly one of the best memories of my life(for the most part). Well someone stole all of my plants in the middle of the night. Which sent me into a depressing spiral. I went back to my childhood religion for a while, thinking the "end of the world" was near. I stayed in martinsville for a while(I got unbeleivable amounts of flack for this from everyone but Burd). Steve Millen(sp?) died about this time and I was very saddened to hear this. Well after this I moved from here to there and back again through various adventures in the late 80's and early 90's culminating with living in the Allen Building above the Uptown Cafe in 92'. At this time I was in the band Jawwagon. We were much better than the Peace Dykes but only played twice(Waldron Arts Center and Second Story for Brian Friedmans memorial) Brian died while I was living in the Allen Building. That was one fun year or so though. Eventually I drove to Boulder Colorado and lived in my car for about 5 months. I returned to Martinsville with two bags of clothes as my only possessions. I got a grocery store job and have worked in that 'profession' pretty much since the beginning of 1995.
What bands are you or have you been in?
Peace Dykes late 80's (Me,Josh Martin, Johnny Mckay /Joe Z, various drummers but mainly Thomas Matthew)
Jawwagon 92-93 (Me, Johnny Mckay, Ryan Hasan, and various others)
? did I spell Saturday wrong? What the hell?are you singing....... S-A-TUR-DAY, S-A-TUR-DAY,S-A-TUR-DAY S-A-TUR-DAY nights all right......I'll see you Sunday morning 12:01am first rounds no me.
Low Point: Going with members of Jot to set up a show(?) / talk to Bill Levin. I'll never forget it because of how wasted Bill seemed to be and he ended up whipping his penis out while we were talking.
High Point: Seeing Cody Chesnutt play there.
kickin ass on the wildside .... you missed the big Heroin Cowboy reunion.. sorry dude.. couldn't find you... my email is gregpossessor@ymail.com .... and www.myspace.com/possessors666 ... thats for all the rad shit!