13 posts tagged Naked Raygun

Knock Me Down May 8th, 2008 Moulder Now welcome, the meeting of Shane Victorino and Conor Jackson. I’d say this round goes to Shane, in 8.  Shane (5′ 9″, 180 lbs) scored the game tying run and Mr. Jackosn (6′ 2″, 215 lbs) left the game. Nice win boys, now finish the series with a W today.

Yeah. It was. I wrote this way back then thinking that it would be on the site at some point but things changed and it didn’t. I figure since I spent so much time writing it it might as well get posted somewhere.  I don’t remember if I proof read it or not back then so I take no responsibilities for any potential grammar errors.

Naked Raygun at Red Eyed Fly; camera courtesy of Toby I got in late yesterday, but I saw a couple of bands. [Listen at Her Jazz]

It’s the moment all of you (well, ten of you) have been waiting for: the winner of the First Mix Tape Friday Contest. Ten brilliant musicologists (or ten classic rock station addicts, or ten brilliant Googlers) submitted their guesses for the original artists covered on the I Wanna Rawk! mix tape.

SXSW is officially here. Trust me, I know. I went downtown tonight to have dinner with a college buddy and saw the throngs of Interactive SXSWers nerdily sporting their badges, hanging from lanyards. Oh, don’t get me wrong.

Click the links to download. "Love Song No. 7" Clap Your Hands Say Yeah."Romance" R.E.M."June 16th" Minutemen."Resolution (Part 2)" John Coltrane."The One I Love" R.E.M."Dem Blues" Daniel Johnston."Postcards from Italy" Beirut."Rip Off" T.

The other night I went out to see Naked Raygun with a few friends. I would have missed it because I forgot to get a ticket but luckily Timmy Brooks from SF's finest over-30s pub rock act the Young Offenders phoned me up cos he had an extra.

For all those who came out to Naked Raygun at Reggie’s and Cobra lounge for pre-birthday celebrations, I thank you and apologize as I am sure I did some retarded shit and yet can’t remember. Here is a brief video. I’ll have some more celebrity news updates today. Not many but something since I know you all missed me desperately.

There's been a strange negativity in the air lately, at least in the bubble of activity that surrounds me. Maybe it's following me around, infecting those around me like a spreading virus, contaminating each of us with a tense vibe, injecting hostility in the meekest among us.

In the arts of life man invents nothing; but in the arts of death he outdoes Nature herself, and produces by chemistry and machinery all the slaughter of plague, pestilence, and famine” ...George Bernard Shaw Living in the burbs means that every now and then I gotta deal with pests.