October 31, 2007
If You're Gonna Scream, Scream With Me.
Rene and I flew up to Washington yesterday.
To do some trick or treating
With this little guy, Baby Gus.
I think Rene has a future in special effects. Everytime I am about to take a picture he asks me if he should "blow some smoke on it".
Poisonous wild mushrooms are everywhere.
Or maybe he has a future as a stuntman? He swore he was dying an hour after he licked this thing.
Later, we carved the pumpkins down in the workshop.
Gus calls my Dad, his grandfather, Bobby. Or just Bob. His name is Gary, so we don't really know where that comes from.
Go Bob go!
Gus was terrified of the finished product. L to R- my pumpkin, Rene's, Bob's.
Later on, we went to the casino. Rene lost $76 bucks, and I won a $100. Whoooo! Happy Halloween!
A Hard Thing In A Simple Way.
Spears and I spent the day painting at The Smell.
You are, it's true.
Big ladder, big wall, big paint.
Also true.
Electric Smell.
The amazing new drip platforms!
October 30, 2007
Men Of Fierce Courage And Zealous Vision
Lookin' good.
Yep. Lookin' good also.
Play room.
We were all in Manhattan Beach for a show at a comic book store, The Comic Bug. Crazy!
Caveman.
Cavewomen.
And the Abes in a comic shop.
Holy!
Mika Miko! Back in town!
In fact, everyone is back in town, back from tour, back from travels.
Re-grouping for the Fall.
Planning for the Winter.
There is much to accomplish!
So let's get started.
Right, Dean?
October 29, 2007
October 28, 2007
Who Am I This Time?
Secret thingy at a secret place. A garden gnome.
W. Axl Rose and Robert.
Mama sitting in some unknown locale.
The Blood Of The Young.
Axl cracks up.
Kate Hall cracks up.
That Night Train is gonna kill you, Axl old boy.
Clare. Cowboy. Claireboy.
This guy, Kyle Parker, wow. I know the picture isn't much use in the way of description, but he was awesome. He was playing those lights with his throat. I mean, you know, welcome to the future.
Paradise city.
Finally, around 3am, Abe Vigoda played in nearly total darkness.
Too late for me, but I stayed up and did it anyway, and it was worth it, as usual.
Even though Juan dealt a death blow to the crowd..
When he took off these shoes of his!
Pee-yew Juan!
October 27, 2007
Things Are Never Just One Way.
Morning is hard for the struggling rap group come morning.
Funnyman Dylan Haley helped me with the Teardrops website yesterday. Thanks Dylan!
Spot the difference.
Google thumb.
Night Rain vs. Night Train.
A collection.
That's a lotta boobs!
October 26, 2007
Touching From A Distance.
New window display at Family!
Green fuzz.
Love calls you by your name.
And big news! Look closely on this table at Family and you will see, hot of the presses, the first book release from Teardrops, 'Help Yourself Help Yourself' by Patrick deWitt! Wooo wooooo! Go to website to see for yourself, and contact me for ordering info.
Anyway, I was at Family picking up good old David J. Kramer, and we went and saw that Joy Division movie, 'Control'. It was sold out on a Wednesday night! Crazy. Crawling with weepy Ian Curtis fans dressed in black. It was good, and I love Joy Division and all, but the whole tortured thing, I feel like it's selfish and boring.
There were a couple of Softboiled Eggies there.
And Spanky and Melissa Ip were there too.
Also, at midnight tonight there is a secret show with Abe Vigoda, and I will give you a hint about the location - Seven.
October 25, 2007
Listen To The Silence, Hear It Ring Out.
Cave Singers from Seattle came to town the other night. Old pals in new band!
Summer fashion / Fall season.
Derek Fudesco. How many years have I been seeing his bands? How many times have I driven accross the country with him? Ten? More?
Longer. More than a decade.
Old grunge dude in the house.
Reddish.
Redder reddish.
They were excellent, The Cave Singers. They just put out their 1st record on Matador. Check it out. I will see them again, next week, when I am up north for Halloween.
October 24, 2007
But A Baby Girl Is Growing.
This is what a family looks like.
They clearly love each other.
It's very romantic.
October 22, 2007
Ghost On The Highway.
We drove north on the 5 into the fire yesterday.
The Santa Ana's are blowing hot wind, and it's 90 degrees.Southern California is burning.
The Sun looks like a maraschino cherry.
One thing you notice when you live here for years and years, the Santa Ana winds stir up intensity and weirdness in everyone.
Spirits! The Spirits come alive in the wind!
You know what I mean?
We were in Piru.
They evacuated it the next morning.
They seem to be evacuating everywhere surrounding Los Angeles.
Be safe everyone, because I like you.
Be safe.
October 21, 2007
He's Got What It Takes To Be A Legend.
"Rich goths who have a tattoo that points to their ring."
After dinner we went and saw The Black Lips.
And I about had a heart attack when I saw Fred and Toody Cole! They've been married 40 years these two.
Black Lips! They're new record is the best they've done.
Vibe was way up.
King Khan was there and did a song. Exciting!
The bummer was that it wasn't until I got there that I realized that Fred and Toody's new band, Pierced Arrows, and The Spits both played beforehand. Shit.
Go bonkers, drunkards.
And then, about 7 or 8 songs in, the sound guy stopped the show.
He said that one of the bottles flying through the air broke and there was glass in his eye. I didn't see any flying glass, and he didn't appear to have any glass in his eye, but that was that. Show's over.
Old pals Erin and Jessie were there.
I used to live on Jessie's couch in Venice in 1990.
Black Lips really bring out the boozehounds.
And also from Atlanta, Nagasi was there! What a handsome kid!
Old dogs.
Dead Moon Night.
October 20, 2007
When I See A Wall In Front Of Me I Want To Smash It.
Smaesh it down.
October 19, 2007
I Want To Talk Tonight.
Nice shnoz.
Dinner at Flore, again, because it's delicious.
And then to the echo for the big benefit for Kime Buzzelli's medical bills. That is money for Kime clutched in Ingo's hand.
You could get custom screenprinted awesome Kime shirts!
The girl's got a lot of friends!
Streamers.
The woman of honor! Nice wheelchair! So glad you don't need it!
Winter watermelon.
And these! Thanks Spears!
October 17, 2007
October 16, 2007
Sweet Young Fumbles.
Fall.
What am I doing at Cedar's Sinai?
Other than finding faces in ashtray's?
Oh! I know!
I'm here to meet someone.
Welcome to Earth, Ralston Turcotte!
It's hard to believe he was born only 5 hours earlier in these pictures. He looks at least 5 days old
Tiny baby head or giant hand?
The world's most expensive hotel.
Congratulations!
October 15, 2007
The Complete Stories.
It is very important that you come out this Thursday night if you live in Los Angeles. This show is a benefit for my friend Kime Buzzelli and she needs and deserves 100 benefit shows for medical bills, so let's make this one show as awesome as one hundred shows. Right?
As I Live And Breathe.
There is not much better than this scene in Band Of Outsiders from Jean Luc Godard. Also, Anna Karina, I love her.
October 14, 2007
The Struggle For Today Is Not Altogether For Today. It Is For A Vast Future Also.
"You guys are pomeranians." - Sammy Winston, Oakland.
2$ shoes. McShoes.
I dream of dinner.
One of 50 yearly farewell dinners for David.
He will be out with The Go Team this month, so if you go see them, look for David Scheid. Bring him a gift, or a joke, or a cinnamon roll.
Sweetie and Kablammo.
Bye Dave, see you next month.
October 12, 2007
You Haven't Lived Until You've Died In California.
Land of 1000 dances.
It was a productive night of pom making, zine making, patch sewing and record cover designing.
Record cover design? Yes! There is a newly recorded Sad 7". There will be 250 copies with a Mike Mills cover, and 250 copies with an Ingrid Allen cover!
We are going to try and have the single pressed and done for a mysterious Sads show towards the end of November in NYC..Hmmmmmm.
Later on in the night we went over to DSS' house to here the mixed songs, hot off the press.
Explaining the star signs of his three dogs. Aries, Taurus, Scorpio.
Also, David is leaving today to do a tour of Italy with Joe Lally. Buy this man some pizza! Show this man some of that famous Italian hospitality!
Serious, serious.
New glasses! World class!
Midnight dinner at Famima. I love Famima. I want Famima to replace every 7-11 and every Starbucks.
October 11, 2007
Erotic City Come Alive.
Crazation Without Representation.
Mount the pavement.
Randy Randall Jr., fresh off a plane from Japan. Welcome home pal!
And Jamz F. Kennedy, always.
October 10, 2007
I'm By The Window Where The Light Is On.
The sitting continues. This time I really did have a booger on my face!
Holy moly.
While I was sitting there I was thinking about how Ingrid sometimes wakes up and draws and paints for 12 hours at a time, and that I have other friends who are similarly driven, and that I have been more interested in reading detective books in my pajamas lately.
Maybe it's just some kind of Fall/hibernation thing, but whatever, it's time to get up and make something big. It's time to produce! Produce!
Can't stop. Too much to do. Start now, let's go.
October 09, 2007
Treat Me Like A Fool, Treat Me Mean And Cruel, But Love Me.
David, Sammy, please don't fire Nate. I forced him to act silly at work.
October 08, 2007
All You Want To Do Is Be The Fire Part Of The Fire.
1st night of the semi weekly Men's Group Dinner. (It probably won't be weekly, or even yearly. It was just an excuse to have dinner.)
Discussing men's issue's at the HMS Bounty seemed very appropriate. My own Father used to drink at the Bounty in 1963, when the Ambassador Hotel and the Coconut Grove were right across the street.
A1 on a baked potato is vegan.
Not vegan.
Ye olde HMS is located on the first floor of the once grand Gaylord Hotel.
Two of the men of Abe Vigoda.
I want to steal this mat for my Dad.
Men go to the arcade.
Photo booth.
Mama Fantacy.
Mantasy.
Eager beavers.
Men's Club yearbook.
I hassled Jesse for these new poms quite a bit last night.
'Dance Dance Revolution' is not the game for me. I gave up after about 4 seconds.
Can you see into the future?
October 07, 2007
Well I Can Tell You About The River, Or We Could Just Get In.
I realized something bizarre about Nate last night.
He's a calorie counter.
We were at the Xylor Jane opening at the Jack Hanley Gallery, which I liked very much. You can read all about her in the most recent ANP.
I really want to go to Mt. Rushmore. Who want's to road trip?
And then the most epic 2 1/2 hour meal at Fatty's in Eagle Rock. Vegan Sloppy Joe's like I don't know what! Fondue dessert!
Delicious!
October 06, 2007
Safely And Securely Buried In The Ground That Waits For All Of Us.
Portrait time continues.
Scheid loves to sit still.
Deep babe.
Partnership.
Fertility.
We went down to see Bill Callahan.
Because how could we not?
Not pictured, Little Nate standing up front wringing his hands and mouthing every word.
Back across the street to meet Rene.
The warm embrace of two grown men.
Another late night dinner.
And Rasta Duck.
October 04, 2007
Through Your Eyes I Swallow Flowers.
Somebody got his custom pink Nikes in the mail yesterday.
My Uncle P.I., on the subject of the color pink once remarked to me, "Pink stinks!".
Last night I sat for Ingrid. She is doing a painting of my old hobo face!
It's hard to sit still like that. I was afraid I had a booger on my forehead.
However, she is such an amazing artist that I did my best to shut up and not move, as I consider it an honor that she is doing it.
DSS and Jesse were there making poms.
The colorful accoutrements of advanced pomery littered the area.
Spot the face in the yarn.
Pre-painting sketch so far.
Sad hobo. She captured the inner me. I can't wait to see what's next!
Feeling celebratory, DSS presented Jesse with one pom
and Ingo with another. I am fully aware of how lucky I am to know these people. I am.
October 03, 2007
October 02, 2007
Your Eyes Like Crashing Jets.
You don't grind, you don't shine.
Baby C's new specs.
Cute.
And more cute.
October 01, 2007
Real Teaching Is A Messy Business.
Scheid and Spears and I went down to New Image Gallery for the Matt Leines and Tyler McKimens curated group show, 'In Full Cry'. I recommend you make it down if you can. It's an excellent and complete and exciting show.
Scratchers!
Single babe, ladies, single and available babe.
Misaki Kawai.
Matt Leines is getting further and further out there. None of these pictures are doing the work justice.
This was the main mind bender for me. Matt Furie. My new hero.
I wish this was hanging in my room when I was little. I would have never stopped staring at it.
Poor hamburger guy.
Obsessed.
On the way out we met him and had a real Wayne's World we're not worthy moment. Rad!