Sunday, January 29, 2006
jesus fucking christ
wow, you guys are making way too big of a deal about missing conflict. i mean you are the same fuckers that cry "10 dollars to see dead stop and regulations, waaaa, thats too much." so you're more willing to pay twenty euros (fucking euros!) to see a band that hasn't put out a good record since '84 than two current bands that are ripping shit up? i mean this thing was a bunch of old geazers getting together to stink up an auditorium for four days (im not shitting you, think of every old school band from this side of the world and they played) just for the mony. it was a bunch of old fucks charging €20 a day for shite, shite i tell ye. anyways i pretty much just wrote to bitch as i have nothing to say. im extremely dissapointed to see that mpls is warmer than here but what can you do. we went and saw sadat x, greg nice and atmosphere tonight and it was suprisingly really cool though i still don't get how german kids can even begin to figure out american hip hop. it was a much smaller show than it would have been at home, only like 100 kids there. we're going to copenhagen pretty soon than its off to sweeden where we will certainly freeze our balls off. ml or bruno, if you are reading this let us know of your plans as soon as possible as we might fly from finland to amsterdam to avoid the painful train ride, just give us a day if you are gonna be there. go steelers!
Friday, January 27, 2006
ups and downs, i guess
so simon wants to see more pictures, well, thats not going to happen unless we figure out how to use andy's wack camera (in which case you can see pictures with a nice yellow hue).
so the story goes......we went and saw a hockey game in prague on wednesday night skipping the defiance show that was sure to suck. afterwards we chilled in the hostel and got drunk with the aussies, said our goodbyes and took some pics. i woke up in the morning, my jacket was gone and inside my jacket was my camera. to make a long story short some junkies broke into the hostel on the apartment side and took my jacket and some aussie's bag (and i had a nice trip to the czech police station). fortunatly that was the only thing taken from our room as there was lots more to be taken. anyways, it sucks more to lose the pictures more than anything.
On the up and up we are now in berlin, i have a new carhart and we have seen two killer punk shows the last two nights at the famous kopi squat. last night we saw mihoin, a dutch hardcore band that absolutly crushed. classic dutch hardcore in the vein of seeing red and point of few and were in fact better than the previous mentioned bands. we talked to them after the show and they were some of the coolest dudes we've met so far on this trip. today (friday) we went and saw another show that was much more packed than last night but was just as cool. it seemed strait edge at first, all i saw were kids with youth of today shirts and gorilla biscuts patches but everyone was drinking. the first band sucked but the second band, the tangeled strings (?) ruled. hard to describe their style, they had a chick singer and coverd "young untill i die" which makes sense when you realize that kevin seconds sounds like a girl. also, an interesting note: berlin has a lot of pseudo punk rockers, people who dress punk just as a fashion. I reckon all these pseudo punks went to the concert tonight that featured conflict, sham 69 and the business. i just couldn't convince myself that i needed to see this show for €20, even though confilct is one of my favorite bands. lots of hot girls in berlin, mostly punk rock which is a plus. a note to robbie, we will try to get some flix of the said hotties.
sports wrap up:
the Über bowl shall certainlly a specatle. the steelers will conduct a thorough lashing complete with a spectacular performance by the long haired samoan; he will dominate and crush the will of the opponent with the force of a thousand hurricanes. not to mention the unstopable force of the bus who will ram, smash and shatter the weak line of defence known as the seahawks (who are all cryers as we know). the battle shall be victorious, celebrations shall rein out from point state park to butler to latrobe(is that right? im kinda making shit up).
ps we are gonna go see the number one cryer from mpls -- slug -- on sunday, he is playing with sadat x and greg nice, its cheap and it will be fun, but i wouldnt go see it in mpls, just looking for something to do...............
d
so the story goes......we went and saw a hockey game in prague on wednesday night skipping the defiance show that was sure to suck. afterwards we chilled in the hostel and got drunk with the aussies, said our goodbyes and took some pics. i woke up in the morning, my jacket was gone and inside my jacket was my camera. to make a long story short some junkies broke into the hostel on the apartment side and took my jacket and some aussie's bag (and i had a nice trip to the czech police station). fortunatly that was the only thing taken from our room as there was lots more to be taken. anyways, it sucks more to lose the pictures more than anything.
On the up and up we are now in berlin, i have a new carhart and we have seen two killer punk shows the last two nights at the famous kopi squat. last night we saw mihoin, a dutch hardcore band that absolutly crushed. classic dutch hardcore in the vein of seeing red and point of few and were in fact better than the previous mentioned bands. we talked to them after the show and they were some of the coolest dudes we've met so far on this trip. today (friday) we went and saw another show that was much more packed than last night but was just as cool. it seemed strait edge at first, all i saw were kids with youth of today shirts and gorilla biscuts patches but everyone was drinking. the first band sucked but the second band, the tangeled strings (?) ruled. hard to describe their style, they had a chick singer and coverd "young untill i die" which makes sense when you realize that kevin seconds sounds like a girl. also, an interesting note: berlin has a lot of pseudo punk rockers, people who dress punk just as a fashion. I reckon all these pseudo punks went to the concert tonight that featured conflict, sham 69 and the business. i just couldn't convince myself that i needed to see this show for €20, even though confilct is one of my favorite bands. lots of hot girls in berlin, mostly punk rock which is a plus. a note to robbie, we will try to get some flix of the said hotties.
sports wrap up:
the Über bowl shall certainlly a specatle. the steelers will conduct a thorough lashing complete with a spectacular performance by the long haired samoan; he will dominate and crush the will of the opponent with the force of a thousand hurricanes. not to mention the unstopable force of the bus who will ram, smash and shatter the weak line of defence known as the seahawks (who are all cryers as we know). the battle shall be victorious, celebrations shall rein out from point state park to butler to latrobe(is that right? im kinda making shit up).
ps we are gonna go see the number one cryer from mpls -- slug -- on sunday, he is playing with sadat x and greg nice, its cheap and it will be fun, but i wouldnt go see it in mpls, just looking for something to do...............
d
Monday, January 23, 2006
Friday, January 20, 2006
you get what you pay for
so we took a night train over to prague in order to save some cash. our friend lev said they were aweful but I figureed it couldn't be that bad; just give me a place to lay down and I can rough it. we bought what they call a "couchette" for about 12 euro each (much less than a nights stay in most of europe) and they were horrible. they stuff six people into a closet and 8 closets into a car with 1 bathroom, the conditions were crowded to say the least. we arrived early in the morning feeling like shit and took some aussies advice outside the train station to go to this hostel. "it looks like shit but trust me its fun, it costs 250 crowns (10 american dollars) and they have beer for 25(1 american dollar in case you can't put 2 and 2 together)." Our hostel is cold and shitty and there is this dude on the verge of death sleeping below me who makes noises like a dying animal but I guess its cheap. I suppose if I drink enough dollar liters I can sleep through anything. also the reception guy gave us a free beer for breakfast when we were checking in. ok....go steelers
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Dachau
We went to Dachau today, fucking depressing man. Dachau was the first concentration camp set up by Hitler to jail his political enemies. He later used the camp to house all of the enemies of the Third Riech from Jews to homosexuals. No one was gassed to death on Dachau, they had gas chambers, but for some reason they were never used. Either way, something like 30,000 people were killed and we were not spared the gory images and details.
On a more positive note, Munich is a very cool place. We went to a beer garden and proceeded to drink Liter beers and listen to some banging traditional German music. Its fucking cold here, its been snowing and raining reminding me that its actually winter.
On a super positive note I sent an email to Steffe from Diskonto asking if they were playing any shows in Uppsalla in Feb. He replied saying that they aren't but if we would like we could come and watch them jam! Fuckin right! No doubt he will be taken up on his offer. Off to Prague tomorrow...I'm really not looking forward to coming home.
On a more positive note, Munich is a very cool place. We went to a beer garden and proceeded to drink Liter beers and listen to some banging traditional German music. Its fucking cold here, its been snowing and raining reminding me that its actually winter.
On a super positive note I sent an email to Steffe from Diskonto asking if they were playing any shows in Uppsalla in Feb. He replied saying that they aren't but if we would like we could come and watch them jam! Fuckin right! No doubt he will be taken up on his offer. Off to Prague tomorrow...I'm really not looking forward to coming home.
Monday, January 16, 2006
finish the fucking story asshole!
first officers log,
ok, sorry about the delay, the wack italian internet station cut my ass off midway through the story. you wouldnt believe what they charge for internet use out here. so, i think i left off where we got to the fountain and the coppers were there. so the aussies decide its not so good of an idea to take a dip in front of the police but the one crazy guy dylan has an idea to fake the cops out by bringing everyone around the corner for all of ten seconds so the cops will leave. of course this dosent work but he didnt care. "all i gotta do is slip into me boardies(swim trunks) and have a go(that means do it)!" so this guy strips down to his boardies and climbs over a 5 foot fence, into water up to his knees in 45f weather with two cops about 100 feet away and starts to climb a thousand year old monument with full knowledge that he will get caught. as soon as he gets to the center of the fountain, everyone starts taking pictures with flashes and the cops notice that theres a 6 foot 3 man standing in the middle of the fucking fountain. the lights come on and the cops pull up while the dude is running out and climbing the fence. the cops dont speak english and the dude dosent speak italian. all you heard is "it is forbidden, it is forbidden!" and "come with us now!" the dude says, "hold on and let me put me pants and me jumper on(a jumper is a sweater)!" all the while he is laughing and drying himself off with a beach towel. so, some girl we were with spoke italian and was pleading with the cops not to take him to the station. somehow, eventhough this guy was laughing in the cops face, they decided to take his hand and serously slap it and yell at him in italian. that was the punishment he recived. pretty serious huh? all in all, this was one of the funniest things i have ever witnessed in my life. after we post the pictures of this guy, iam sure you will get a laugh. i hope i did not disapoint with the ending. anyway, mike and i are now in munich and are going to visit a beer garden tonight and hopefully hear some awsome german music and get fully tossed. hope all is well in MPLS, keep the comments coming. props to dooley for the coments, i bet he cried during the tattoo, pussy. robbie and nick, you guys squab like little old women. one last thing, if someone posts a comment leave your fucking name in the body of the message so we can tell who it is ok. im out people.
clover.
p.s. today i was awoken to a hot english girl who was staying in our room in her little bootie underwear, not a bad sight at all.
ok, sorry about the delay, the wack italian internet station cut my ass off midway through the story. you wouldnt believe what they charge for internet use out here. so, i think i left off where we got to the fountain and the coppers were there. so the aussies decide its not so good of an idea to take a dip in front of the police but the one crazy guy dylan has an idea to fake the cops out by bringing everyone around the corner for all of ten seconds so the cops will leave. of course this dosent work but he didnt care. "all i gotta do is slip into me boardies(swim trunks) and have a go(that means do it)!" so this guy strips down to his boardies and climbs over a 5 foot fence, into water up to his knees in 45f weather with two cops about 100 feet away and starts to climb a thousand year old monument with full knowledge that he will get caught. as soon as he gets to the center of the fountain, everyone starts taking pictures with flashes and the cops notice that theres a 6 foot 3 man standing in the middle of the fucking fountain. the lights come on and the cops pull up while the dude is running out and climbing the fence. the cops dont speak english and the dude dosent speak italian. all you heard is "it is forbidden, it is forbidden!" and "come with us now!" the dude says, "hold on and let me put me pants and me jumper on(a jumper is a sweater)!" all the while he is laughing and drying himself off with a beach towel. so, some girl we were with spoke italian and was pleading with the cops not to take him to the station. somehow, eventhough this guy was laughing in the cops face, they decided to take his hand and serously slap it and yell at him in italian. that was the punishment he recived. pretty serious huh? all in all, this was one of the funniest things i have ever witnessed in my life. after we post the pictures of this guy, iam sure you will get a laugh. i hope i did not disapoint with the ending. anyway, mike and i are now in munich and are going to visit a beer garden tonight and hopefully hear some awsome german music and get fully tossed. hope all is well in MPLS, keep the comments coming. props to dooley for the coments, i bet he cried during the tattoo, pussy. robbie and nick, you guys squab like little old women. one last thing, if someone posts a comment leave your fucking name in the body of the message so we can tell who it is ok. im out people.
clover.
p.s. today i was awoken to a hot english girl who was staying in our room in her little bootie underwear, not a bad sight at all.
Friday, January 13, 2006
a long time a commin
first officers log,
sorry for the lack of posts latley, switzerland will pinch all of the money you have and then some. anyway, we have been in italy for 5 days now and it fucking rules man. rome was something i had not expected, which was a blast. besides seeing 2000 yrs of history, we met some of the funniest motherfuckas alive. just to make the stories shorter i will expand on one instant in particular. we met this guy named dylan from australia (they are everywhere, trust me) and he was one of those people who your not sure is right in the head or not off the bat. this guy was insane ALL THE TIME. so one night, him and his aussie cohorts have a brilliant idea to go to the fountain of treve and climb the bitch with an australian flag and pose for pictures. now i know that all of you reading this may not know what the fountain of treve (right spelling?) is but that is what the internet is for. also i will post pictures of the fountain and the hijinx later. so, there is a fine for entering the fountain of €500 and some jail time. all the aussie kids knew this beforehand and decided to go with the plan, about 5 kids in all. somewhere in the night i lost mike and just ended up going the fountain with the aussies. we get there and of course the politzia are guarding the fountain and have fucking i just ran out of time gotta go. will update tomorrow
sorry for the lack of posts latley, switzerland will pinch all of the money you have and then some. anyway, we have been in italy for 5 days now and it fucking rules man. rome was something i had not expected, which was a blast. besides seeing 2000 yrs of history, we met some of the funniest motherfuckas alive. just to make the stories shorter i will expand on one instant in particular. we met this guy named dylan from australia (they are everywhere, trust me) and he was one of those people who your not sure is right in the head or not off the bat. this guy was insane ALL THE TIME. so one night, him and his aussie cohorts have a brilliant idea to go to the fountain of treve and climb the bitch with an australian flag and pose for pictures. now i know that all of you reading this may not know what the fountain of treve (right spelling?) is but that is what the internet is for. also i will post pictures of the fountain and the hijinx later. so, there is a fine for entering the fountain of €500 and some jail time. all the aussie kids knew this beforehand and decided to go with the plan, about 5 kids in all. somewhere in the night i lost mike and just ended up going the fountain with the aussies. we get there and of course the politzia are guarding the fountain and have fucking i just ran out of time gotta go. will update tomorrow
Sunday, January 08, 2006
quick update
just a quick update. its been hard to write lately -- we were in Switzerland and their currancy carries as much wieght as gold pressed latnum; it cost about 4 american dollars for a half hour of internet. Anyways, we went to Interlaken Switzerland and other than the wack ass hostel we stayed in the place was spectacular. the town is in between two lakes and surrounded by mountains, I'll update with pictures when we get a chance. We got to go snowboarding, it cost a fortune but it was definetly worth it. The mountain kicked my ass, I'm still sore from all the abuse I took. We just arrived in Rome today after a crazy train ride, the italian trains are a mess. gotta go cause others are waiting to use the computer. hope all is well in MPLS. Peace
Monday, January 02, 2006
new years eve in barcelona
first officers log supplemental,
ah new years. what a night to out and about. we started the night at our hostel with our friend sebatian from argentina and met some girls from england, scotland, and poland. the girls had this crazy polish honey liquor that they demanded we drink as if it were water which was fine with us(pictures of the night will follow as soon as they e-mail them to us.) we tried to get on the metro to got to this fucking party we paid €40 for but the city closed the metro stops around the main stretch of downtown called la rambla. so, we ended up staying in the downtown area for midnight. man, there must have been 100-200 thousand people in the area and the cops had set up checkpoints to get on to the streets and were pouring everyones liquor into plastic cups because you couldnt have glass on the street. that was pretty funny to see cops acting like bartenders, you would think they would have better things to do. we saw this woman get on top of a cop car and do a jig then fall off onto the street. so, we did the whole countdown thing and walked to the nearest metro station. when we got to this party we soon found out that it was one of the most wack things we have paid money for on this entire trip. imagine a room lit up like the enterprise 1701-d with a bunch of idiots dressed to the nines who cant dance for shit. with the €40 we paid, the benevolant partythrowers decided to give us ONE free drink. wow. so i think we all got whiskey cokes and sat down to chill. the rest of the night was too complicated and long to get into here so all who wish to know, youll have to wait till march. trust me, its worth the wait. on another note, i hope everyone back in minnesnowda had a good new year, post with your stories. oh yeah, someone call dooley, it sound like hes going to die from boredom. and dooley, props on the tattoo, its about fucking time!
first officer clover
captains correction: By saying our story about new years is "worth the wait" andy makes it seem like something really cool happened like one of us got laid or somthing. Trust me your not waiting for shit, our story, while intersting, is not very cool. We are remitting the story from the blog in order to protect those who think we have "grown up" or "matured" with age. New Years proves that we haven´t. but were ok! cheers!
ah new years. what a night to out and about. we started the night at our hostel with our friend sebatian from argentina and met some girls from england, scotland, and poland. the girls had this crazy polish honey liquor that they demanded we drink as if it were water which was fine with us(pictures of the night will follow as soon as they e-mail them to us.) we tried to get on the metro to got to this fucking party we paid €40 for but the city closed the metro stops around the main stretch of downtown called la rambla. so, we ended up staying in the downtown area for midnight. man, there must have been 100-200 thousand people in the area and the cops had set up checkpoints to get on to the streets and were pouring everyones liquor into plastic cups because you couldnt have glass on the street. that was pretty funny to see cops acting like bartenders, you would think they would have better things to do. we saw this woman get on top of a cop car and do a jig then fall off onto the street. so, we did the whole countdown thing and walked to the nearest metro station. when we got to this party we soon found out that it was one of the most wack things we have paid money for on this entire trip. imagine a room lit up like the enterprise 1701-d with a bunch of idiots dressed to the nines who cant dance for shit. with the €40 we paid, the benevolant partythrowers decided to give us ONE free drink. wow. so i think we all got whiskey cokes and sat down to chill. the rest of the night was too complicated and long to get into here so all who wish to know, youll have to wait till march. trust me, its worth the wait. on another note, i hope everyone back in minnesnowda had a good new year, post with your stories. oh yeah, someone call dooley, it sound like hes going to die from boredom. and dooley, props on the tattoo, its about fucking time!
first officer clover
captains correction: By saying our story about new years is "worth the wait" andy makes it seem like something really cool happened like one of us got laid or somthing. Trust me your not waiting for shit, our story, while intersting, is not very cool. We are remitting the story from the blog in order to protect those who think we have "grown up" or "matured" with age. New Years proves that we haven´t. but were ok! cheers!
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