
So long Washington.

Thanks for everything.

Tonight my brother Patrick will be doing his first ever reading. It is a passage from his forthcoming book, Ablutions. He is a very anxious and nervous fellow, so don't stand too close to him. His preferred drink is Jameson's Irish Whiskey, so maybe give him a whiff of that.

Brothers at breakfast.

We went and checked out Nick's house.

A typical Northwest bachelor stove situation.

The Doobie Bros



Hey, take a piss.

Nick's sex mask. Look at how round my nose tip is. It's like a cherry on a Sunday!

Then we went to the Anne Bonny and oh boy look who was there! Robert Wolfe!

We did some shopping. Bought two mugs and some curtains and an old dolly.

And we listened to this son of a bitch. Did you get a copy yet?

If not, you can order one in the Teardrops webstore, which is a working and real thing now.

This is JR, a really nice man that we met.

And this is Spencer, a cruel bastard that we already new.

When I think of a word to best describe Derek Fudesco, I am left fumbling. He deserves more. Let's just call him 'tall'.

Robert, move back down south.

The old dolly, actually one of three old dollies purchased on the trip.

Headed home, since we decided to have Thanksgiving dinner a month early since all family was in the region.

It does get windy on that ferry boat!

The Meal.

Gus wanted applesauce instead of the traditional.

Then things got serious for him.

Seriously.

Tonight! Caramel Bobby will be in attendance!

Just out on the island mastering the lost art of throwing knives.

Today at 1pm in Seattle at The Olde Anne Bonny there will be a listening party for Triumph Of Lethargy Skinned Alive To Death's new full length LP, Bird Songs. We are going, and if you are here, you should to.

This morning we boarded an airplane in Burbank.

And flew for a little while.

And landed in Washington.

And then we took a ferry boat to Bainbridge Island.

To spend a little time with Baby Gus, and the rest of the deWitt family.

The kid has some new shades.

And why, you ask, is my Father so happy? It's because of the new working Teardrops website and it has a working store and everything. Wowee!

Last night we took Caramel Bob to the dog park.

He was totally uninterested in making new dog friends. He may be anti social.

Maybe over time he will love other dogs? Maybe in the Bakersfield days he was given a lot of trouble by the neighborhood beasts?

He sleeps in between us in the bed, but the real shocker in this pic is the color my face turned the pillow case. Wow!

Lot's of Caramel Bobby this weekend. He spent Sunday in Costa Mesa at The Distillery mixing a record.

We are parents now.

A true lap dog.

Where's Bobby?

Here he is!

We were prepared for Caramel Bobby to take his time warming up to us, but the old boy got comfortable real fast.

So comfortable in fact that last night he slept in between us in the bed, laying on his back, no shit.

And we noticed pretty quick that to Bobby there are no big deals and that he doesn't sweat the small stuff.

So you are probably asking yourself, where did we get Bobby and how you can get a magical dog of your own. Well, we looked at rescues on the internet for quite sometime. One of our frequent rescues checked is Mutts and Moms. This is how Bobby looked when they pulled him out of a shelter in Bakersfield -

Have you ever seen something so nuts? I am so not kidding, this is actually Bobby in this pic. And look at him now. If you have been thinking about getting a Dog definitely check out Mutts And Moms or another rescue in your area. You'll save a dog and have a loyal new buddy.

Hot off the press - 'Bird Songs' by Triumph Of Lethargy Skinned Alive To Death. A full length LP from the boys and girls up north. Vinyl only, 550 pressed. Stateside shoppers paypal $15 to teenageteardrops@gmail.com, distros and far away friends email me for questions and totals. All orders this week will ship on Monday.
Wowee!

Awesome Color played the other night and they were.

And DSS played an unusual and emotional set with no modular synth that brought out many disarming feelings in the crowd. Excellent.

And now, as I type this, he is on a plane to Europe with The Sads for a whirlwind tour.

Nate Harrington, the new Gilbert Godfreid.

One of these two will become a mother on Friday.

Luke fondling his collab with DSS.

Hey Jesse Spears.

Juan and the boys left for tour the following morning. Everybody is crawling around the globe.

Come into the light.

Bring Reggie pepperoni pizza if you go to Abe Vigoda shows. He is wild for that food.

Scratchers.

Diamond Mine is my current favorite scratcher. It's just so involved!

So involved that you need to do multiple re-checks.

Poodle top.

And here is Jessica Hopper, who is also on The Sads tour, probably thinking up new ways to insult Southern California.

Have a good trip Juan V.

And Nate, keep up the good work.

Here it is, The Sads 'Silent Show' pressed onto wax. This was recorded June 14th in Westwood and side a is the show as heard through the headphones of the people present and side b is the sound of the room. There are 500 of these on pink and the first 100 copies come with a poster. Both the poster and the cover were designed by Mike Mills. AND, listen to this, every copy comes with a free download of the album. I am thinking of doing this with all Teardrops releases, because why not? Download it and pass it around. If you're in Europe go see the Sads this week and get a copy from them, everywhere else order from me. $15 to teenageteardrops@gmail.com for the US and email me for all other worldly prices.

We went to Cinefamily to see this movie Evilspeak.

All October long the schedule of horror/terror movies is excellent at the olde Silent Theater.

Kramer will steal your popcorn though.

Clint Howard! He is the star of Evilspeak and he was there, man. Wowee!

Clint and the director fielding questions after the movie. I thought they were cool and psyched that so many people came to see a movie they made over 25 years ago about a picked on nerd summoning Satan from a super computer in the basement of a military academy.

If the poster doesn't sell you, well then I just don't know.

I mean really.

Anthony drank eight cans of beer during the movie and cried twice.

Kramer doesn't like those shows of emotion.


Cole Alexander is in town and telling some tall tales outside of Pehrspace.

Mika Miko played again after the Eagle Rock Fest. At this point it is after 2am and the energy level is desperate.

Everything went along business as usual for a while.

And then this young man, who previous to this picture was carrying a cane, stirred up some kind trouble with more than one person and wound up on the floor getting kicked and clobbered by too many drunkards.

So the boot party was intervened on before it got to be too stupid, and he was dragged outside...BUT THE CANE WAS LEFT BEHIND!

After a few choice words on the foolishness of kicking a man when he is down, a man who needs to use a cane to walk, no less, there was a rousing chant - "The Cane! The Cane! You Kicked The Guy With The Cane!".

Everyone took turns touching the Cane, laying hands on the Cane.

There was even Cane Limbo. A real thing.

Peaking. Heaven on Earth.

This show was professionally recorded by Bobb Bruno. I wonder if the Cane incident will turn up somewhere for all the world to hear?

Who can say?

Once the show ended and the dust settled we went home and listened to the Filth side of the Shit Split. The list is millions long. It is a good life.

This is a benefit for my great friend Michelle Bigler. As a teen and 20 something she was one of the only consistent givers of good and honest advice I got, and has always been a kind and funny friend. I wish there were more people like her. Come to this and at the same time donate to a true and great cause.

Anthony's new band is playing their first show. I wonder if he will cry?

Eagle Rock Music Festival. Thousands of people, and more than half of them had a baby or a pitbull with them.

This is immediately following the bloody pitbull fight in the middle of a throng of newborns. Why do people get dogs that they can't control and then take them to a massive street fair? The bodies of dogs, owners and busy bodies were all twisted together like a bloody rope.

What's up Mean Dad?

So then Mika Miko played.

And something magic happened.

The young people took to the stage.

Like, a whole bunch of them.

And they all went bonkers.

Overheard - "This is how we do it at The Smell!" - anonymous teen

So the security and cops cleared the stage. Maybe ten minutes had elapsed?

They were allowed to play two more songs, which means about four minutes.

A supreme four minutes! I couldn't stop laughing.

I felt happy.

Shit, I am happy.

Kicked off.

Kicked out.

Anthony Anzalone and Peter Weiss.

It was Anthony's birthday. 24. I met him eight years ago, when he was a teenage no hoper from the desert.

And now he is a self published poet walking down the boulevard drinking beer. Happy birthday Anthony my friend.

And here is Jessica Hopper, back in town for a while and showing off a new hair do.

We were hanging at the gallery for the closing of Sam's show, and for the occaision he had booked a reading at Magic Gas, the gas station across the street.

Magic Gas even has a low stage set up. More events at Magic Gas!

First Oliver Hall read, and then Sam told some very good tour tales from the days of Men's Recovery Project.

Someone at Magic Gas made this cool flyer.

How many haircuts?

Back at the gallery Tara Tavi treated us to a concert on the Chinese dulcimer.

The World's Angriest Goth Poems.

Porcelin.

Mike McHugh and his new haircut. Mike has produced many fine records sitting in your collection at home.

We were in Costa Mesa at the Detroit Bar, Mika Miko and Black Lips.

Detroit Bar is in a strip mall in Orange County.

And it was sold out. So let the appropriate visual of the crowd fill your mind.

New MM songs so not ghetto.

New MM record so not ghetto.

Riches, so many riches!

Experimental Black Lips pics.

And Cole in a pilgrim hat.

After Sam McPheeters at Hope, after Abe Vigoda and Mika Miko at the Eagle Rock thing, there will be this glorious late nighter.

Half way through the VP debate, after both candidates announced that they were against gay marriage, we went to the tattoo store.

An empty space.

Unlike most tattoo artists, Craig Jackman is a really good guy and a pleasure to be around.

Snake JT drew this perfect snake.

And now it's on my arm.

Pleased.

The entire affair lasted less than 20 minutes.

The perfect snake.

With a perfect 6 nose and four sharp fangs. SSSSSSSSSSSSS.

So the heatwave has subsided a little and the sky in front of the house looked incred this morning.

But the big thing, the really important special plea I have, is this - I really want two tickets to the October 14th Antony and the Johnsons show at the Disney Concert Hall. Do you have two you want to get rid of? I will buy them. Are you a special and fancy hooked up person who has two and doesn't give a shit? I will take them off your hands.
This is my plea.

In honor of the closing of Sam McPheeter's 'Unleash The Walrus' show, he will be doing TWO readings. One at 7PM at Magic Gas and one at Hope. Tara Tavi will accompany. The whole thing will be over early enough to make it the Eagle Rock music fest. Busy times ahead!

Last night at Rosh Hashanah dinner Jenna's Mom, Deborah Thornhill, unveiled her large scale oil painting of us. Once dry it will hang over our couch. Thank you Debbie!