Friday, February 8, 2008
The Saints of Pain @ Webster Hall 2/27/08
February, 27 2008 at Webster Hall
125 E. 11th street, NYC, New York 10003
Cost : 25
Thats right The Saints of Pain are playing The Web,,, You wont want to miss this one There will be an open bar from 9 pm to 1 am
125 E. 11th street, NYC, New York 10003
Cost : 25
Thats right The Saints of Pain are playing The Web,,, You wont want to miss this one There will be an open bar from 9 pm to 1 am
Labels: Gigs
February, 17 2008 at The Lions Den The Saints of Pain in 3D
February, 17 2008 at The Lions Den The Saints of Pain in 3D
214 Sullivan Street, NYC, New York 10018
Cost : $10
The Saints will be bringing the noise for the New York City underground Greatest Venue. This will be the first ever Saints of Pain show done in true to life 3D!!!! So Show up early and make sure you get a pair of 3D glasses. THE BRAIN EATERS SHOW will be presenting this show. So you know it will be a night to remember!!!!! Other bands... TBA
214 Sullivan Street, NYC, New York 10018
Cost : $10
The Saints will be bringing the noise for the New York City underground Greatest Venue. This will be the first ever Saints of Pain show done in true to life 3D!!!! So Show up early and make sure you get a pair of 3D glasses. THE BRAIN EATERS SHOW will be presenting this show. So you know it will be a night to remember!!!!! Other bands... TBA
Labels: Gigs
Check out this event: The 2nd Annual Broken Heart Ball
Hosted By: The Saints of Pain/ Otto’s Shrunken Head
When: Tuesday Feb 12, 2008
at 9:00 PM
Where: OTTO’ SHRUNKEN HEAD
538 14th Street Between A and B
NYC, New York|33 10009
United States
Description:
The Saints of Pain/ Otto’s Shrunken Head
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When: Tuesday Feb 12, 2008
at 9:00 PM
Where: OTTO’ SHRUNKEN HEAD
538 14th Street Between A and B
NYC, New York|33 10009
United States
Description:
The Saints of Pain/ Otto’s Shrunken Head
Click Here To View Event
Labels: Gigs
Monday, January 7, 2008
GO GREEN
Sunday, December 2, 2007
The Nights That Make The Drive Worth It - As posted by the band
Need I say more?
As posted by the band on their myspace page.
Few things were more of a pleasure the the last two shows
absolutely back to back great nights that will forever be in our minds and we absolutely owe it to all of you the fans... For showing up, for showing the love, and for buying us out of Saint Gear. (hey man that third one keeps the amps on and the van rolling)
OTTO's Shrunken Head
10-30-07
DEVILS NIGHT
also playing Hate In The Box
Otto's is never ever a let down... We Saints have no idea how many times we have ever payed there, and it doesn't ever matter.... They were all great! That is just how Otto's is. It is a dirty club were you play in the back... It is a small room, with weird crap on all the walls... Man do we love it.
The Hate In The Box people are some of the finest on this earth. They are the very first band that we Saints ever played with. The never let down. People are still talking about that Rabbit outfit that Blight was wearing. We love them, and will play with them anytime.
The crowd singing along to down and Little Whispers is the stuff that we live for. It was night of loud music, and a halloween night theme that was second to none. No one left that bar with out having a good time and no Saint left that place till the sun came up. For hours afterward we stood outside the club hanging out talking and recounting tales of rock nights.
LaMOURS
11-21-07
THANKSGIVING MASSACRE
also playing Seventh Void and CARNIVORE
LAMOURS it hands down the best club on Staten Island. The crowds out here in what has become NYC's forgotten bough are warm friendly and interested in hearing something new. Packed in like canned people it was a much warmer reception than many a band that has opened for the thrash metal god CARNIVORE have ever received. It was the honor of a life time to be able to open for the man that had done so much for us... Joey Z. The guy that recored our album repaid us in kind by allowing us to share the field of battle with him. Pete, Paul and Steve are among the finest men to walk the earth. None of the "We big band, you little band" that is so thought of with the locals opening for nationals. We were treated like we had sold just as many records as they had. They treated us all as equals.
It was a glorious show.... Mark Allen is the sound man/ mad scientist, with his sly wit and great understanding of sound, it would be impossible to think of a time when we were better taken care of. Slittz the lighting guru was pulling rabbits out of hats with every song. These two guys had never even herd us and from start to finish you would have thought that we had brought our own team of light and sound. They are true pros in every sense of the word.
Back stage we hung out with all the boys of Seventh Void and CARNIVORE till nights end. Stories flew, and much reviling was done. It was a TV's out windows kinda night.
We Saints would like to say thanks to all the CARNIVORE and Seventh Void people: it was an honer
To the L'Amous club owns and all the staff there: Cant wait to do it again.
But most of all to all of you that came out. So often people forget with out you the fans all of this would be nothing. All of you are why we do this. We thank you and will see you at the next one
As posted by the band on their myspace page.
Few things were more of a pleasure the the last two shows
absolutely back to back great nights that will forever be in our minds and we absolutely owe it to all of you the fans... For showing up, for showing the love, and for buying us out of Saint Gear. (hey man that third one keeps the amps on and the van rolling)
OTTO's Shrunken Head
10-30-07
DEVILS NIGHT
also playing Hate In The Box
Otto's is never ever a let down... We Saints have no idea how many times we have ever payed there, and it doesn't ever matter.... They were all great! That is just how Otto's is. It is a dirty club were you play in the back... It is a small room, with weird crap on all the walls... Man do we love it.
The Hate In The Box people are some of the finest on this earth. They are the very first band that we Saints ever played with. The never let down. People are still talking about that Rabbit outfit that Blight was wearing. We love them, and will play with them anytime.
The crowd singing along to down and Little Whispers is the stuff that we live for. It was night of loud music, and a halloween night theme that was second to none. No one left that bar with out having a good time and no Saint left that place till the sun came up. For hours afterward we stood outside the club hanging out talking and recounting tales of rock nights.
LaMOURS
11-21-07
THANKSGIVING MASSACRE
also playing Seventh Void and CARNIVORE
LAMOURS it hands down the best club on Staten Island. The crowds out here in what has become NYC's forgotten bough are warm friendly and interested in hearing something new. Packed in like canned people it was a much warmer reception than many a band that has opened for the thrash metal god CARNIVORE have ever received. It was the honor of a life time to be able to open for the man that had done so much for us... Joey Z. The guy that recored our album repaid us in kind by allowing us to share the field of battle with him. Pete, Paul and Steve are among the finest men to walk the earth. None of the "We big band, you little band" that is so thought of with the locals opening for nationals. We were treated like we had sold just as many records as they had. They treated us all as equals.
It was a glorious show.... Mark Allen is the sound man/ mad scientist, with his sly wit and great understanding of sound, it would be impossible to think of a time when we were better taken care of. Slittz the lighting guru was pulling rabbits out of hats with every song. These two guys had never even herd us and from start to finish you would have thought that we had brought our own team of light and sound. They are true pros in every sense of the word.
Back stage we hung out with all the boys of Seventh Void and CARNIVORE till nights end. Stories flew, and much reviling was done. It was a TV's out windows kinda night.
We Saints would like to say thanks to all the CARNIVORE and Seventh Void people: it was an honer
To the L'Amous club owns and all the staff there: Cant wait to do it again.
But most of all to all of you that came out. So often people forget with out you the fans all of this would be nothing. All of you are why we do this. We thank you and will see you at the next one
Labels: Gigs, Rants and Raves
Fulfilling my life one small dream at a time - as posted by Syxx
I"m glad that the band is posting their thoughts on the one show I missed. I usually write my point of view when I go to a gig and release all my tension, however I was not able to make it to their last one with Carnivore and TypeO. Thanks to Syxx, there's another point of view to this great experience. Read on:
Few times in life you find yourself actually doing something that you thought would remain an unfulfilled dream. I never imagined that I would one day get to share the stage with a group of guys that played in bands of which I was a fan. This surreal instance came to life when I got to play the same bill as Carnivore and Seventh Void. Now I admit that as far as dreams go this may seem trivial, but for me to get to play with these chaps that I hold in high regard (and I have meet many of my rock idols only to find out that they were assholes) this was the very best of all thing that I have come to love about being a performer. Most of the time that I spent before and after the show was hanging out with a really great group of not only professional musicians, but a group of fun loving,like minded, hell raisers. I've met Pete Steele a few time over the years that I have been living in N.Y.C.(at a few shows and once at the Sam Ash in brooklyn) and I'm sure that he has met literally millions of his fans but he actually rememberd meeting me at the new years eve show that they (Type O) played at the original Lamours back in 2005 (normally I would think that someone would say they did when they didn't just to be nice however he mentioned first that we had taken a pic together and indeed, we had). I also have had the pleasure and honor to work with Joey Z (L.O.A.) during the month and a half recording our album at his Brooklyn studio but to then get to play a show with the guy was just the iceing on the cake. Joey,Pete, Paul, Steve are without a doubt some of the best people that I have met and worked with in the music world, not just as musicians, but as just great folks to hang with.
VIVA LA DARKSIDE!
SYXX
Few times in life you find yourself actually doing something that you thought would remain an unfulfilled dream. I never imagined that I would one day get to share the stage with a group of guys that played in bands of which I was a fan. This surreal instance came to life when I got to play the same bill as Carnivore and Seventh Void. Now I admit that as far as dreams go this may seem trivial, but for me to get to play with these chaps that I hold in high regard (and I have meet many of my rock idols only to find out that they were assholes) this was the very best of all thing that I have come to love about being a performer. Most of the time that I spent before and after the show was hanging out with a really great group of not only professional musicians, but a group of fun loving,like minded, hell raisers. I've met Pete Steele a few time over the years that I have been living in N.Y.C.(at a few shows and once at the Sam Ash in brooklyn) and I'm sure that he has met literally millions of his fans but he actually rememberd meeting me at the new years eve show that they (Type O) played at the original Lamours back in 2005 (normally I would think that someone would say they did when they didn't just to be nice however he mentioned first that we had taken a pic together and indeed, we had). I also have had the pleasure and honor to work with Joey Z (L.O.A.) during the month and a half recording our album at his Brooklyn studio but to then get to play a show with the guy was just the iceing on the cake. Joey,Pete, Paul, Steve are without a doubt some of the best people that I have met and worked with in the music world, not just as musicians, but as just great folks to hang with.
VIVA LA DARKSIDE!
SYXX
Labels: Gigs, Rants and Raves
A bloddy night - as posted by Priest
Nobody can explain it better than Priest. I'm just glad that they have enough info for the fans from their last gig; which unfortunately I was not able to attend. I want to say this now to make it clear to everybody. The ONLY thing; the one and ONLY thing that will stop me from going to a Saints of Pain gig, is when I'm spending quality time with my little girl. Other than that, I don't care if I have to work the next day, I WiLL be at their gigs.
This is what Priest had to say about that glorious night that I missed:
Big bands are always accused of being dicks to the smaller bands that open for them. Rock stories are replete with tales of snobby lead singers telling the lesser bands before them that they have to cramp into a single dressing room, and share a single bottle of water between the 4 of them. This was not that night and Carnivore is one one of those bands. We Saints were invited into the very sanctum of the dressing room marked Carnivore only, and that is were we stayed. Glad to once again spend time with our faithful producer, and friend Joey Z. it was a blast back to the month and half we had spent in the studio recording Killing Jar. Joey was more then just recording guru and rock legend he was our friend. Paul Tobin, is a guitar god with a humble streak a mile wide, few men can command such presence and be so down to earth. Steve is a guy with level head and a drumming style that is so furious that it s hard to believe the drums don't just fall apart. Last but never least Pete Steele funny, strange, never with out a great one liner. As a bass player I have to admit the guy is just a great man to hang out with. When we were deciding how the equipment would go to the stage,( what order, what cabinets and so such) Pete all but insisted that I use his rig... That is right, not only was the guy gracious to myself and fellow Saints, but he we was humble and I am quoting "I would be honored for you to use my gear, Brother this will be a great night for you... It will be a great night for us all." Pete was right.
The crowd that night at L'AMOUR's Staten Island's new rock palace was a pleasure to play for. Not the normal NYC too cool for everything. This crowd was a mixture of old fans and newly made ones. By the end of the second song we were enjoying an audience that was second to none. They didn't now the words but they understood and loved the spirt.
Seventh Void is Kenny and Jonnys of Type O Negatives other band. Imagine a heavier version of Alice in Chains. My brother and I stood around and spoke with Jonny while he replaced all the heads and tuned the house kit. No one asked him to do it, he just did it... So much for being all to rock star. Kenny had greeted me at the door when he arrived and was the one handing me my head when I was loading on to the stage. We stood next to one another tuning up on the same stage as he much like a proud father showed me his recently acquired 1981 Gibson Les Paul. We talked about the moding that we had each done to our weapons of choice. His parting words as he left the stage, "You knock-'em dead." Thanks Chief.
For me the highest point of the night is a throw away. A great moment not noticed by another person, just a voice in the distance. It was after the whole of the night had passed. All the amps were off and loaded away, there were maybe a dozen of us standing outside. A few last people trying to make a love connection or hanging out with the last few band members talking. It was a guy that asked for a picture. Nothing new I have taken... I don't even know how may people ever asked me for a picture. This guy didn't just want a picture with me... he wanted a picture with me, Peter and himself. Again nothing I hadn't done already that night a dozen times. It was after that, when he was walking to his car... I could see that they kid was jazzed about the night. He was almost skipping to the car. I herd him say "That was great I am going home and posting that one of the three of us tonight" I had to agree with him.... It was a great night
Till Next Time
Your Saint Forever
Priest
This is what Priest had to say about that glorious night that I missed:
Big bands are always accused of being dicks to the smaller bands that open for them. Rock stories are replete with tales of snobby lead singers telling the lesser bands before them that they have to cramp into a single dressing room, and share a single bottle of water between the 4 of them. This was not that night and Carnivore is one one of those bands. We Saints were invited into the very sanctum of the dressing room marked Carnivore only, and that is were we stayed. Glad to once again spend time with our faithful producer, and friend Joey Z. it was a blast back to the month and half we had spent in the studio recording Killing Jar. Joey was more then just recording guru and rock legend he was our friend. Paul Tobin, is a guitar god with a humble streak a mile wide, few men can command such presence and be so down to earth. Steve is a guy with level head and a drumming style that is so furious that it s hard to believe the drums don't just fall apart. Last but never least Pete Steele funny, strange, never with out a great one liner. As a bass player I have to admit the guy is just a great man to hang out with. When we were deciding how the equipment would go to the stage,( what order, what cabinets and so such) Pete all but insisted that I use his rig... That is right, not only was the guy gracious to myself and fellow Saints, but he we was humble and I am quoting "I would be honored for you to use my gear, Brother this will be a great night for you... It will be a great night for us all." Pete was right.
The crowd that night at L'AMOUR's Staten Island's new rock palace was a pleasure to play for. Not the normal NYC too cool for everything. This crowd was a mixture of old fans and newly made ones. By the end of the second song we were enjoying an audience that was second to none. They didn't now the words but they understood and loved the spirt.
Seventh Void is Kenny and Jonnys of Type O Negatives other band. Imagine a heavier version of Alice in Chains. My brother and I stood around and spoke with Jonny while he replaced all the heads and tuned the house kit. No one asked him to do it, he just did it... So much for being all to rock star. Kenny had greeted me at the door when he arrived and was the one handing me my head when I was loading on to the stage. We stood next to one another tuning up on the same stage as he much like a proud father showed me his recently acquired 1981 Gibson Les Paul. We talked about the moding that we had each done to our weapons of choice. His parting words as he left the stage, "You knock-'em dead." Thanks Chief.
For me the highest point of the night is a throw away. A great moment not noticed by another person, just a voice in the distance. It was after the whole of the night had passed. All the amps were off and loaded away, there were maybe a dozen of us standing outside. A few last people trying to make a love connection or hanging out with the last few band members talking. It was a guy that asked for a picture. Nothing new I have taken... I don't even know how may people ever asked me for a picture. This guy didn't just want a picture with me... he wanted a picture with me, Peter and himself. Again nothing I hadn't done already that night a dozen times. It was after that, when he was walking to his car... I could see that they kid was jazzed about the night. He was almost skipping to the car. I herd him say "That was great I am going home and posting that one of the three of us tonight" I had to agree with him.... It was a great night
Till Next Time
Your Saint Forever
Priest
Labels: Gigs, other news, Rants and Raves
Friday, November 23, 2007
ONCE MORE INTO THE BREECH YEAR 2
This is another great blogpost on myspace from Syxx, the most awesome guitar player from the Saints of Pain. It's hilarious and very true:
So anyone who knows me has seen this posted as a blog on my site but as the holidays seem to be a yearly dose of dejavu I figured I would send it out again. Have a happy and safe holiday season.
Once more into the breech dear friends,
So here we are at the beginning of the holiday season and already the malls are choked with Christmas decorations.(I can remember when you didn't even SEE Christmas decorations until after thanksgiving). Now they don't even wait till the pumpkins from Halloween are cold before stuffing (like the turkeys we are going to eat) Christmas down our throats.
Now don't get me wrong, I love the holidays, (mostly for the food) and this year I took my mom's advise and got all my shopping done early.Now I can go to the mall and just watch the mayhem.
First comes the feast.
After slaving for days to prepare the PERFECT Thanksgiving meal, you find yourself trapped with relatives that you haven't seen sense last Thanksgiving.As they arrive (2 hours late) they shove THEIR "famous" pot luck food(usually some form of stuffing or the dreaded CANDIED YAMMS) into your hands and expect you to find room on the already over filled dinner table for their stuff.
You think you will make the dinner pass a little easier and serve some drinks. This is your first mistake.After a few drinks you all descend on the feast. In spite of your best efforts your Aunt Gertrude complains that the white meat is to dry and she should have cooked the turkey herself.About half way through the meal Aunt Gertrude is pretty drunk and is now describing (in GRAPHIC detail) her Gall Bladder operation and berating all of the family members(dead or alive) while expounding on the greatness of her son Todd.(later in life you find out that Todd was arrested for cheating on his wife with an underage MALE prostitute)
towards the end of the evening (and 3 more operation stories) you remember why you promised yourself last year that THIS year you we're just going to order a pizza,lock yourself in your room,wrap yourself in wet newspaper and hide till all the hoopla was over.
After all the relatives have departed (except for Uncle Bill,Gertudes' husband who is passed out drunk in the den) you start the clean up (of course none of your relatives hang out to help) you think the worst is behind you. But you are dead wrong because the next day....BLACK FRIDAY!!!!
Most of us think that this year will be different, and we will shop in a nice friendly fashion. But before you know it your gouging out some old ladies eye with your car keys just to get the last,limited edition,factory repainted,limited to 100 firing days, precious moments bisque figurine (which they will reissue in about 3 months, in 10 new colors and 80 cheaper to meet the OVERWHELMING DEMAND).
I love going to the mall and watching those poor fools trying to do their shopping at the last minute. Most of them end up giving a slightly more expensive version of the same shit they got last year, and my favorite person in the mall...DADS!
We've all seen this poor bastard,standing in the middle of the mall,holding 50 bags of shit (and his wifes purse),three kids all screaming at him that their hungry or need to go to the bathroom. Meanwhile his wife has regressed to a sub-human,frothing at the mouth, mad woman,buying every trendy(and completely overpriced) piece of holiday shit she can find and in the process, running his credit cards up to the point of night sweats.
Next comes the tree.
Now we all have been to the "tree farm"(usually a local nursery charging more for a dead tree then most of us pay for the entire afore mentioned thanksgiving feast ) and we all think we have a pretty good idea what a good Christmas tree looks like. But we are WRONG. For some reason we have let "professional" designers dictate what is "in" this year. And unfortunately it's DAD (with his credit cards already smoking from the day before) who is left to picking the tree.Now when I was a kid my dad would take my brother and I to an actual tree farm.We would walk for hours to find the "perfect" tree and once we found it we would cut it down ourselves, tie it to the top of the car, and drive it home.My mom had a chest full of Christmas ornaments from years passed and we would all decorate the tree.
But now days you go to the roadside "tree farm" and pick from the pre-cut, pre-lit, trees.
Then you have to read ALL the articles on "proper" tree decorations, go to the store for the Hungarian hand blown glass ornaments (which cost more than a small car),real silk ribbon,and a light up, 50 points of articulation,singing angle for the top.(what ever happened to paper chains and popcorn strings?)
Next comes the most obnoxious Christmas tradition..DECORATING THE LAWN!!
First:( and foremost) anyone, ANYONE who leaves their lawns decorated past Jan1 should be summarily stuffed into a cannon (along with all their lawn ornaments)and shot into space.
Second:Anyone who feels the need to have"singing" lawn ornaments (so that blind people can enjoy them as well I guess) I say this... DIE,DIE DIIIIIIIE!!!!!!!! Last year my next door neighbor had a set of the ugliest (and loudest) "carolers" he could find. He decided that they had to run all day and all night (as a result of this I have had the song "Jingle Bells" stuck in my head for the last 320 days) When I asked if the "carolers" could be turned off at night he told me to go fuck myself.(tis the season) So late one night the "carolers" were "assassinated" buy a mysterious man in a blood stained Santa suit.
Now once again we find poor old dad at the heart of operation "BRIGHT CHRISTMAS"
He doesn't want to do it but the wife unit can't be out done buy the next door neighbors so he once again must risk life and limb to climb onto the roof and apply Santa and his 7(Prancer met with an untimely demise last year during the blizzard) tiny reindeer.Sense he didn't bother to untangle and neatly store the lights from the year before he must now spend several hours battling with the lightstring monster.Finally (unable to conquer the beast) he drives to the "discount" store and burns his last credit card (the one he saves for emergencies... like heart surgery) buying a full set of lights (also made from Hungarian crystal) and then proceeds to listen to the wife unit complain that they don't match the lawn ornaments and he will have to go back and find a new set that will. Finally (after killing a kindly old woman blind in one eye from trying to get a bisque figurine at the mall) he locates the only set that matches the singing lawn ornaments he was forced to buy last year.
Now... Tis the night before Christmas... Dad is ready to hang himself with the left over light strings because he can't get the last training wheel onto Jr's "easy to assemble" Road Master 5000 bicycle. Mom is passed out drunk on the couch covered with wrapping paper and tape. The kids are nestled all snug in their beds (with visions of Aunt Gertrudes Gall Bladder dancing in their heads) Dad finally gets the last training wheel onto Jr's bike and drags himself to bed(and promptly gets a case of the night sweats)
Finally...CHRISTMAS DAY!!!!
As the first sliver of daylight breaks, the kids explode into mom and dads room and scream "CHRISTMAS!!!!!!" at the top of their lungs. Mom and Dad (after a deeply satisfieing 3 hours of sleep) drag themselves downstairs to see the look of joy in the kids faces as they rip (with the ferocity of little veloso-rapptors) into the pile of presents under the tree.
One by one they unwrap their pesents and start to fight over who got the biggest box of stuff.
As if by some form of x-ray vision they know which boxes contain the good stuff and which ones have the 10 pairs of sock(from Aunt Gertrude).Mom and Dad smile at each other and heave a sigh of relief. The dreaded holidays are over and all that remains is to clean up the carnage left by the rapptors.
So there you have it. My take on the holidays.Hope you all have a happy and safe holiday season.
VIVA LA DARKSIDE
OB6
So anyone who knows me has seen this posted as a blog on my site but as the holidays seem to be a yearly dose of dejavu I figured I would send it out again. Have a happy and safe holiday season.
Once more into the breech dear friends,
So here we are at the beginning of the holiday season and already the malls are choked with Christmas decorations.(I can remember when you didn't even SEE Christmas decorations until after thanksgiving). Now they don't even wait till the pumpkins from Halloween are cold before stuffing (like the turkeys we are going to eat) Christmas down our throats.
Now don't get me wrong, I love the holidays, (mostly for the food) and this year I took my mom's advise and got all my shopping done early.Now I can go to the mall and just watch the mayhem.
First comes the feast.
After slaving for days to prepare the PERFECT Thanksgiving meal, you find yourself trapped with relatives that you haven't seen sense last Thanksgiving.As they arrive (2 hours late) they shove THEIR "famous" pot luck food(usually some form of stuffing or the dreaded CANDIED YAMMS) into your hands and expect you to find room on the already over filled dinner table for their stuff.
You think you will make the dinner pass a little easier and serve some drinks. This is your first mistake.After a few drinks you all descend on the feast. In spite of your best efforts your Aunt Gertrude complains that the white meat is to dry and she should have cooked the turkey herself.About half way through the meal Aunt Gertrude is pretty drunk and is now describing (in GRAPHIC detail) her Gall Bladder operation and berating all of the family members(dead or alive) while expounding on the greatness of her son Todd.(later in life you find out that Todd was arrested for cheating on his wife with an underage MALE prostitute)
towards the end of the evening (and 3 more operation stories) you remember why you promised yourself last year that THIS year you we're just going to order a pizza,lock yourself in your room,wrap yourself in wet newspaper and hide till all the hoopla was over.
After all the relatives have departed (except for Uncle Bill,Gertudes' husband who is passed out drunk in the den) you start the clean up (of course none of your relatives hang out to help) you think the worst is behind you. But you are dead wrong because the next day....BLACK FRIDAY!!!!
Most of us think that this year will be different, and we will shop in a nice friendly fashion. But before you know it your gouging out some old ladies eye with your car keys just to get the last,limited edition,factory repainted,limited to 100 firing days, precious moments bisque figurine (which they will reissue in about 3 months, in 10 new colors and 80 cheaper to meet the OVERWHELMING DEMAND).
I love going to the mall and watching those poor fools trying to do their shopping at the last minute. Most of them end up giving a slightly more expensive version of the same shit they got last year, and my favorite person in the mall...DADS!
We've all seen this poor bastard,standing in the middle of the mall,holding 50 bags of shit (and his wifes purse),three kids all screaming at him that their hungry or need to go to the bathroom. Meanwhile his wife has regressed to a sub-human,frothing at the mouth, mad woman,buying every trendy(and completely overpriced) piece of holiday shit she can find and in the process, running his credit cards up to the point of night sweats.
Next comes the tree.
Now we all have been to the "tree farm"(usually a local nursery charging more for a dead tree then most of us pay for the entire afore mentioned thanksgiving feast ) and we all think we have a pretty good idea what a good Christmas tree looks like. But we are WRONG. For some reason we have let "professional" designers dictate what is "in" this year. And unfortunately it's DAD (with his credit cards already smoking from the day before) who is left to picking the tree.Now when I was a kid my dad would take my brother and I to an actual tree farm.We would walk for hours to find the "perfect" tree and once we found it we would cut it down ourselves, tie it to the top of the car, and drive it home.My mom had a chest full of Christmas ornaments from years passed and we would all decorate the tree.
But now days you go to the roadside "tree farm" and pick from the pre-cut, pre-lit, trees.
Then you have to read ALL the articles on "proper" tree decorations, go to the store for the Hungarian hand blown glass ornaments (which cost more than a small car),real silk ribbon,and a light up, 50 points of articulation,singing angle for the top.(what ever happened to paper chains and popcorn strings?)
Next comes the most obnoxious Christmas tradition..DECORATING THE LAWN!!
First:( and foremost) anyone, ANYONE who leaves their lawns decorated past Jan1 should be summarily stuffed into a cannon (along with all their lawn ornaments)and shot into space.
Second:Anyone who feels the need to have"singing" lawn ornaments (so that blind people can enjoy them as well I guess) I say this... DIE,DIE DIIIIIIIE!!!!!!!! Last year my next door neighbor had a set of the ugliest (and loudest) "carolers" he could find. He decided that they had to run all day and all night (as a result of this I have had the song "Jingle Bells" stuck in my head for the last 320 days) When I asked if the "carolers" could be turned off at night he told me to go fuck myself.(tis the season) So late one night the "carolers" were "assassinated" buy a mysterious man in a blood stained Santa suit.
Now once again we find poor old dad at the heart of operation "BRIGHT CHRISTMAS"
He doesn't want to do it but the wife unit can't be out done buy the next door neighbors so he once again must risk life and limb to climb onto the roof and apply Santa and his 7(Prancer met with an untimely demise last year during the blizzard) tiny reindeer.Sense he didn't bother to untangle and neatly store the lights from the year before he must now spend several hours battling with the lightstring monster.Finally (unable to conquer the beast) he drives to the "discount" store and burns his last credit card (the one he saves for emergencies... like heart surgery) buying a full set of lights (also made from Hungarian crystal) and then proceeds to listen to the wife unit complain that they don't match the lawn ornaments and he will have to go back and find a new set that will. Finally (after killing a kindly old woman blind in one eye from trying to get a bisque figurine at the mall) he locates the only set that matches the singing lawn ornaments he was forced to buy last year.
Now... Tis the night before Christmas... Dad is ready to hang himself with the left over light strings because he can't get the last training wheel onto Jr's "easy to assemble" Road Master 5000 bicycle. Mom is passed out drunk on the couch covered with wrapping paper and tape. The kids are nestled all snug in their beds (with visions of Aunt Gertrudes Gall Bladder dancing in their heads) Dad finally gets the last training wheel onto Jr's bike and drags himself to bed(and promptly gets a case of the night sweats)
Finally...CHRISTMAS DAY!!!!
As the first sliver of daylight breaks, the kids explode into mom and dads room and scream "CHRISTMAS!!!!!!" at the top of their lungs. Mom and Dad (after a deeply satisfieing 3 hours of sleep) drag themselves downstairs to see the look of joy in the kids faces as they rip (with the ferocity of little veloso-rapptors) into the pile of presents under the tree.
One by one they unwrap their pesents and start to fight over who got the biggest box of stuff.
As if by some form of x-ray vision they know which boxes contain the good stuff and which ones have the 10 pairs of sock(from Aunt Gertrude).Mom and Dad smile at each other and heave a sigh of relief. The dreaded holidays are over and all that remains is to clean up the carnage left by the rapptors.
So there you have it. My take on the holidays.Hope you all have a happy and safe holiday season.
VIVA LA DARKSIDE
OB6
Labels: other news, Rants and Raves
ROCKIN OUT WITH SEVENTH VOID AND CARNIVORE
This is a bulletin post on myspace from Syxx, the most awesome guitar player from the Saints of Pain:
Wed. night I got to perform with some of the best people in the biz. As you know from our posts we opened for SEVENTH VOID & CARNAVORE. These guys are the real deal and if you missed the show then you missed a true EVENT. SEVENTH VOID features Kenny and Jonny (TYPE O) is a great mix of metal and true rock. Closing the night was CARNIVORE and if you haven't seen these guys then you haven't seen hardcore at it's finest. Pete Steele (TYPE O), Steve Tobin, Paul Bento, (METAL HEATLTH ASSC.) and Joey Z (L.O.A. and STEREOMUD) (Joey also recorded and mastered our forth comming album) come together to belt out the best in hardcore rock. We in the SAINT OF PAIN got the chance to share the stage with these monsters of rock and we we're treated as friends and colleges. Even the arrival of Staten Island's finest (just there to make sure all the permits and licencing were in order and after thier task was compleat departed without incedent) could'nt dampen the the crowds spirits.The fans at LAMOURS are some of the best people we have had the honor to play for.
I also want to thank MARK ALLEN for taking such great care of us on the sound board. He is a master sound tech. and having only heard us a few time really gave us a crushing sound on the night.
And last but not least GEORGE (the owner of LAMOURES) and all the staff at LAMOURES for taking great care of us.
We look forward to rippin it up at LAMOURES again in the future and hope to see you all there.
VIVA LA DARKSIDE!
SYXX
Wed. night I got to perform with some of the best people in the biz. As you know from our posts we opened for SEVENTH VOID & CARNAVORE. These guys are the real deal and if you missed the show then you missed a true EVENT. SEVENTH VOID features Kenny and Jonny (TYPE O) is a great mix of metal and true rock. Closing the night was CARNIVORE and if you haven't seen these guys then you haven't seen hardcore at it's finest. Pete Steele (TYPE O), Steve Tobin, Paul Bento, (METAL HEATLTH ASSC.) and Joey Z (L.O.A. and STEREOMUD) (Joey also recorded and mastered our forth comming album) come together to belt out the best in hardcore rock. We in the SAINT OF PAIN got the chance to share the stage with these monsters of rock and we we're treated as friends and colleges. Even the arrival of Staten Island's finest (just there to make sure all the permits and licencing were in order and after thier task was compleat departed without incedent) could'nt dampen the the crowds spirits.The fans at LAMOURS are some of the best people we have had the honor to play for.
I also want to thank MARK ALLEN for taking such great care of us on the sound board. He is a master sound tech. and having only heard us a few time really gave us a crushing sound on the night.
And last but not least GEORGE (the owner of LAMOURES) and all the staff at LAMOURES for taking great care of us.
We look forward to rippin it up at LAMOURES again in the future and hope to see you all there.
VIVA LA DARKSIDE!
SYXX
Labels: Rants and Raves
Halloween bash part II
Halloween bash part II
Shame on me for getting there late…. Well, I didn’t get there late, I was actually very early. However I was outside talking to two other great SOP fans, and we didn’t realized that the band had already started playing.
When we went to the back of the club to listen to the band play, they were already on their 2nd song, and it seems that I had missed some of the greatness of the saints of pain. It seems when they started playing, the music was so hot and awesome, that the fire detector went off. Laz had to rip it off from the ceiling and threw it on the floor, but the dam thing was still going off. He ended up stomping on the detector to make it stop beeping. I was wondering why the fire detector was on the floor. LOL
I’m just glad that for some reason they decided to rearrange the order of the songs, because they saved “Therapy” towards the end. That made me very happy, but I also got hell for getting there late. Of course it was all in good fun.
Now when I say that the Saints of Pain have some hard-core fans, I mean really hardcore. For those of you that haven’t been yet to Otto’s, let me paint you a picture of the club. It is in an area that it’s mostly residential, so there are apartments above the club. When you enter Otto’s, the bar and is at the very front, then you walk all the way to the back of the club where the bands perform.
Well, it seems that the band was so raw and loud, as well as the fans, that the neighbor upstairs actually complained about the noise. He said that we were too loud!!!. I guess his bedroom must be right above where the bands play. Regardless, the band was raw, loud, fun and entertaining. That goes to show you that when the Saints of Pain take the battle field, there’s no soul left alive, and no mind left untouched.
When the set was done, we all yelled at the top of our lungs for the Saints to play one more song, and even louder than ever. We begged father Vince to let the band play one more really loud, to fuck with the neighbors upstairs. I have to tell you, father Vince is the greatest. You HAVE to stop by and say thanks to him, because he allowed the band to play one more song, as raunchy as they wanted, and as loud as they wanted.
The band broke out another of my favorite, newer songs:” She ain’t mine”. If you haven’t heard it, check it out when the CD comes out on DEC. 1st.
It was magical, during the chorus of the song, Lazarus and all the fans lifted up our hands in unison, and flipped off the ceiling while we jammed at the top of our lungs.
It was a night not to be forgotten; a concert not to be missed. Another winning notch in music history. One of the greatest moments for Lazarus was when he sat down after the set, and was bombarded by his fans. He was talking to all of us and felt very humble at our sight. He looked at all of us and noticed that the group of people standing next to him, ALL had a Saints of Pain tshirt. To him it was a very humble moment to be able to see his fans all around him, not because of his great voice and what he brings to the band, but as true fans of the band as a hole.
After the gig and all the fun, it was a fantastic honor to break bread with Syxx and his lovely lady. We had a blast, and talked about all the good places where we can go eat.
Stay tunned as I gather information on the latest gig at L'amours in Staten Island. Unfortunately, due to family circumstances, I was not able to go to that concert. However I see that there are already pics that I will post here for those of us that missed it.
SAINTS FOREVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Labels: Rants and Raves
Monday, November 12, 2007
Priest and Hartke, a match made in heaven
From Priest's Blog:
So My Dear Friends
I thank all of you for your help, in getting me noticed by Hartke
After a good long conversation with with Larry Hartke
I and Hartke Amps, will be working together to get the word out there that this is the players company. Not some far off boutique business that isn't in touch with its customers and artist.
HARTKE, SAMSON TECHNOLOGIES, AND ZOOM, have helped me fill in an essential part of my of my life and will help me bring my music to you the greatest fans on earth.
Name another company where the CEO of the company is willing to talk to an unsigned artist about what he would like to do with his band.
"Larry my man you are the best,,, They do not make them any better then you. We Saints owe you, and will not let you down"
So, Please stop by the page and give Larry Hartke a hug and a thank you from Priest
At www.myspace.com/hartkesystems
A minutes favor from you has meant a life's dream realized
Your Saint Forever
Priest
The amp and cabinet I am sitting on this photo are the ones at Joey Z's Studio Method of Groove,,, It isn't the THE CHAPLAIN but it is the one that I recorded the album "Killing Jar" (available December 1) on.
So My Dear Friends
I thank all of you for your help, in getting me noticed by Hartke
After a good long conversation with with Larry Hartke
I and Hartke Amps, will be working together to get the word out there that this is the players company. Not some far off boutique business that isn't in touch with its customers and artist.
HARTKE, SAMSON TECHNOLOGIES, AND ZOOM, have helped me fill in an essential part of my of my life and will help me bring my music to you the greatest fans on earth.
Name another company where the CEO of the company is willing to talk to an unsigned artist about what he would like to do with his band.
"Larry my man you are the best,,, They do not make them any better then you. We Saints owe you, and will not let you down"
So, Please stop by the page and give Larry Hartke a hug and a thank you from Priest
At www.myspace.com/hartkesystems
A minutes favor from you has meant a life's dream realized
Your Saint Forever
Priest
The amp and cabinet I am sitting on this photo are the ones at Joey Z's Studio Method of Groove,,, It isn't the THE CHAPLAIN but it is the one that I recorded the album "Killing Jar" (available December 1) on.
Labels: Rants and Raves
Sunday, November 4, 2007
HARTKE!!!!! Endorse Priest!!!!!!
Release from Priest's Blog:
That is right I am enlisting every one on myspace in an attempt to get me endorsed by my favorite bass cabinet, and amp company.
If you have ever seen The Saints of Pain live then you have herd the earth shake from my trademark slap to the face super low bass playing style.
This is accomplished by use of THE CHAPLAIN... My dual 8 x10 dual 500 watt head, all HARTKE bass rig!!!!!!!!!
It is a monster!
So mail, bother, write to, and throw hookers threw the windows of the guys at HARTKE, so that way they will take notice of me.
The more of you that do this the better it will work, the more gear and tour support i have, and the more i can bring the music to you the people... So do your self a favor and bother the people at the address below and help a boy live his dream....
So, Go to their site and post the words "ENDORSE PRIEST" in a comment.
At www.myspace.com/hartkesystems
A minets favor from you can mean a life times work from me
Your Saint Forever
Priest
That is right I am enlisting every one on myspace in an attempt to get me endorsed by my favorite bass cabinet, and amp company.
If you have ever seen The Saints of Pain live then you have herd the earth shake from my trademark slap to the face super low bass playing style.
This is accomplished by use of THE CHAPLAIN... My dual 8 x10 dual 500 watt head, all HARTKE bass rig!!!!!!!!!
It is a monster!
So mail, bother, write to, and throw hookers threw the windows of the guys at HARTKE, so that way they will take notice of me.
The more of you that do this the better it will work, the more gear and tour support i have, and the more i can bring the music to you the people... So do your self a favor and bother the people at the address below and help a boy live his dream....
So, Go to their site and post the words "ENDORSE PRIEST" in a comment.
At www.myspace.com/hartkesystems
A minets favor from you can mean a life times work from me
Your Saint Forever
Priest
Labels: other news
Check out this event: The Thanksgiving Massacre
The Saints of Pain will be rocking out with Brooklyn Lords of metal Seventh Void, and CARNIVORE.br /So. Come one , COME ALL to the bloodiest show ever in SI history!!!!!!!!
Oh how the Gods of Metal have smiled on Staten Island!!
The Bloodiest rock show ever will be held the night before Thanksgiving!!!
The Saints of Pain
Seventh Void
and CARNIVORE
Yes, it is real, Yes it is happening!
These Three bands have teamed up to bring you a night to die for.... Literally
The show will be louder, dirtier, and bloodier then anything in the history of Staten Island.
So don't be afraid,
Don't wear anything you like
and get your ass to L'Amours for the most over the top night you have ever seen!!!!
Hosted By: The Saints of Pain+ Carnivore+ L’Amours
When: Wednesday Nov 21, 2007
at 9:00 PM
Where: L’Amour Rocks
2354 Arthur Kill Rd.
STATEN ISLAND, NY 10314
United States
Description:
The Saints of Pain+ Carnivore+ L’Amours
Click Here To View Event
Oh how the Gods of Metal have smiled on Staten Island!!
The Bloodiest rock show ever will be held the night before Thanksgiving!!!
The Saints of Pain
Seventh Void
and CARNIVORE
Yes, it is real, Yes it is happening!
These Three bands have teamed up to bring you a night to die for.... Literally
The show will be louder, dirtier, and bloodier then anything in the history of Staten Island.
So don't be afraid,
Don't wear anything you like
and get your ass to L'Amours for the most over the top night you have ever seen!!!!
Hosted By: The Saints of Pain+ Carnivore+ L’Amours
When: Wednesday Nov 21, 2007
at 9:00 PM
Where: L’Amour Rocks
2354 Arthur Kill Rd.
STATEN ISLAND, NY 10314
United States
Description:
The Saints of Pain+ Carnivore+ L’Amours
Click Here To View Event
Labels: Gigs
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
review: Devil's Night. Is Otto's the new CBGB's?
CBGB’s might be gone, but us people of the night have a new place we can call home. I am talking about Otto’s Shrunken Head.
Not sure if it is the place itself, the bands that play there, or a combination of both. All in all it could be the great spirit of father Vincent that makes sure everybody has a safe, naughty time.
I strongly believe that Otto’s is the unofficial new home of the Saints of Pain. The number of gigs played at Otto’s is slowly creeping up on the number of gigs they played at CBGB’s. (or did that happen already?)
If you have no clue what I’m talking about, then let me paint this picture for you.
You walk towards Otto’s and you know already that you are at a cool place. How do you know? Because as soon as you approach the entrance, the group of people hanging outside start calling your name and welcoming you.
Once inside, the bartender nods at you, because he knows you are going to order a heinekin. A band is playing in the back, and you try to find a spot at the bar waiting, just waiting for the band that will bring the house down.
You talk to some people, some friends come over and you have a beer or two, go outside for a cigarette, and come back to your beer.
Then the moment arrives when father Vincent announces that the greatest band on earth is about to take the stage, and that’s when the magic happens. That’s when you feel it in your bones that you are going to have a blast, that new disciples are going to be won over, and that you are going to rock the night away next to old disciples...
....to be continued
Not sure if it is the place itself, the bands that play there, or a combination of both. All in all it could be the great spirit of father Vincent that makes sure everybody has a safe, naughty time.
I strongly believe that Otto’s is the unofficial new home of the Saints of Pain. The number of gigs played at Otto’s is slowly creeping up on the number of gigs they played at CBGB’s. (or did that happen already?)
If you have no clue what I’m talking about, then let me paint this picture for you.
You walk towards Otto’s and you know already that you are at a cool place. How do you know? Because as soon as you approach the entrance, the group of people hanging outside start calling your name and welcoming you.
Once inside, the bartender nods at you, because he knows you are going to order a heinekin. A band is playing in the back, and you try to find a spot at the bar waiting, just waiting for the band that will bring the house down.
You talk to some people, some friends come over and you have a beer or two, go outside for a cigarette, and come back to your beer.
Then the moment arrives when father Vincent announces that the greatest band on earth is about to take the stage, and that’s when the magic happens. That’s when you feel it in your bones that you are going to have a blast, that new disciples are going to be won over, and that you are going to rock the night away next to old disciples...
....to be continued
Labels: Rants and Raves
Monday, October 29, 2007
Review of the CD Listening Party
hey gang,
I apologize for not writing earlier, but my internet was fucked up for two weeks. I finally canceled Verizon and decided to go with comcast, which to be honest, is not that much better.
Now onto what everybody needs to read about. The much anticipated CD listening party that was held on 10/02 at Otto's Shrunken head in Manhattan. first of all I have to say, the CD sounds FUCKING AWSEOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When we got there, the whole club was one big Saints of Pain party area. They sealed off a portion of the bar where the pizza was served for everybody.
It wasn't a concert it was a HUGE party. I mean the whole gang was there and we were all just sitting around listening to music and drinking whatever we were drinking.
Father Vince would announce the next song from the CD, and then play some great music in between songs. Laz of course was louder than the music system even without a microphone.
The atmosphere was very relaxed and inviting. Everybody was just chatting with everybody, talking about anything and everything and chowing on some pizza. It was really awesome to see my favorite band in such a relax atmosphere.
Then without Syxx even knowing about it, they brought out a big cake to celebrate his birthday. Shall I dare say that he might have been a bit embarrassed? he was definitely surprised though.
It was a great time had by all, we closed down the bar and father Vince finally had to kick all of us out at about 4am. The most important part though was the CD. Did I mention that it sounds awesome??? I cant wait until it goes on sale, so that I can finally get it on my ipod and listen to Therapy all day long...
On another note. Tomorrow is Halloween, and the saints are playing with Hate in the Box at Otto's Shrunken Head. This is going to be a show NOT to be missed. So I will see you all there. For those of you that won't be able to make it, log back here to read a play by play of the hardest night in metal with the Saints of Pain.
SAINTS FOREVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I apologize for not writing earlier, but my internet was fucked up for two weeks. I finally canceled Verizon and decided to go with comcast, which to be honest, is not that much better.
Now onto what everybody needs to read about. The much anticipated CD listening party that was held on 10/02 at Otto's Shrunken head in Manhattan. first of all I have to say, the CD sounds FUCKING AWSEOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When we got there, the whole club was one big Saints of Pain party area. They sealed off a portion of the bar where the pizza was served for everybody.
It wasn't a concert it was a HUGE party. I mean the whole gang was there and we were all just sitting around listening to music and drinking whatever we were drinking.
Father Vince would announce the next song from the CD, and then play some great music in between songs. Laz of course was louder than the music system even without a microphone.
The atmosphere was very relaxed and inviting. Everybody was just chatting with everybody, talking about anything and everything and chowing on some pizza. It was really awesome to see my favorite band in such a relax atmosphere.
Then without Syxx even knowing about it, they brought out a big cake to celebrate his birthday. Shall I dare say that he might have been a bit embarrassed? he was definitely surprised though.
It was a great time had by all, we closed down the bar and father Vince finally had to kick all of us out at about 4am. The most important part though was the CD. Did I mention that it sounds awesome??? I cant wait until it goes on sale, so that I can finally get it on my ipod and listen to Therapy all day long...
On another note. Tomorrow is Halloween, and the saints are playing with Hate in the Box at Otto's Shrunken Head. This is going to be a show NOT to be missed. So I will see you all there. For those of you that won't be able to make it, log back here to read a play by play of the hardest night in metal with the Saints of Pain.
SAINTS FOREVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Labels: Rants and Raves
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