Brian McCabe Arrested by Deer Park Police

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Chris "Yes I Dream in Melody" Balding (Sailing Stones + many) reports that "Soon there will be a Sailing Stones album called Wandering Through The Desert of Your Mind [and maybe tour]. The band is coming together with a newer member Harrison Franz... Among My friends I am more popular as HAT GOBLIN which are more improvised songs on the spot kind of..."

And...

"Oh and I heard rumors the currator of the name hat goblin that former members of Smile Bomb and Fenrir will be playing together soon JFsebastian is a very out there dude just like me HAHAHA THIS IS MY EVIL VOICE GOODBYE AND GOODLUCK OR YOUR BONES I SHALL PLUCK!!!"

Yes... he said #bonefucking.

Brian McCabe (Homemade Drugs, Yows) reports: "I'm also trying to pick up the girl at the little Ceasers drive through but I can't decide what the sexiest pizza topping is."

If you ever watched Brian eat pizza you will understand how important this is to him.

Broken hearted Dylan McCartney (Mardou, Sleeves) states: "I'm going to quit writing/playing music and dedicate the rest of my life to abusing inhalants-- whipped cream bottles, stuff like that."

Well, at least that's something...

Unconfirmed reports from Deer Park suggest neighborhood bully circa 83-88 turned Police Chief Schlie has apprehended Brian McCabe for pooping in Bobby Shanesy's (Homemade Drugs)front yard. Bobby also states " I bought a shiny new drumset that is twice the size of the one I played. I've been practicing in 100x earth gravity and will emerge from the then winter in full on Neil Peart mode."

Jude "Rude" Noel has a new issue of HALF GIFTS available . George Dominick Feldick states "Jude Noel  is awesome!!! His zine is really rad. He suprised me by asking for an interview at my library show in January."

In related zine news: There is a zine-day planned this weekend at Soapbox Books and Zines on Feb.15. See my measles contribution below... Incidentally, my own zine BAD DAY AT THE PLASTIC MINES as temporarily been suspended due to circumstances not under my direct control. I'm shooting for a March or April date of re-inception.

Centsless Productions has released The Grass Cross from Grow Horns. Reviewed previously on Thwart.

                                             

                                            

Grow Horns Grows It's Own

Grow Horns

"The Grass Cross"
( cd)

I have always said that music reviews should read like one person talking to another in 'real talk' (or whatever the kids are calling it these days) explaining if something is good, bad or mediocre. So one Sunday morning Grow Horns solo pilot, Miles Uroshevich, contacted me via fb messenger. His question and my response ended up fulfilling about 90% of what I think that needed to be covered in a review. 

Miles wrote: "Hey man, I was just wondering what you thought of The Grass Cross, like your brutally honest opinion of it"

Immediately I would address his query. Incindently, I told him my response was probably going to be worked into this review. Somehow...

My response: "Miles, firstly let me say I eventually plan on getting around to reviewing it. I only review stuff that I like... I treat THWART as a roadmap, a theme is there [with Thwart], my own path shared with words... I been in a really bad spot since Christmas... Diabetic foot ulcers, threats of amputations... I can't wear good old fashioned shoes or walk more than thru the house... Weekly wound scrapings face me every Thursday... I'm stuck inside and your CD was, and continues to be, a fresh listen. Better than your first one? Yes. Andy did a good job... You did too... About halfway through there was a 'punch'--a surprising punch. Your songs took more depth and a urgency began showing. Really, really good stuff. You are your own worse enemy many times and this agony shows in your tunes. You know this and yet you still fight... You fight yourself. It's scary but also beautiful. You have an awkward road of creation that you have nurtured-- be it as bad as it is to you-- but it's a classic example of what is needed to bring about the beauty that one can see and more importantly realized after you enter the eye of the hurricane. I know you are a genius. Andy knows you are a genius and you know you are too. Many geniuses don't ever think that but you use it to your advantage. I have tried to book you twice and each time didn't work for whatever reason you had. Your reasoning dosent make much sense but it's so admirable... You stuck to your guns for what you thought was right no matter what. That's beautiful strength. This comes through in anything you do... Right from the start, from the moment we met, I liked you and seen what may be a side of you that few others also see... That they fail to see... All of this is reflected in Grass... "

Unlike the debut, The Grass Cross reaches out not limiting the boundaries of what an acoustic album could be or even what a band and performer could be. Still, there's two versions of Grow Horns both piloted by Miles and it's your job to figure out which is which. Confusion surrounds every show and it's all your fault. There's a beautiful minimalism to The Grass Cross but yet wielded dangerously so to the upmost delivery. I have literally listened to this CD all day long before and the multiple listens didn't get old or wore out. There is medicinal value for ones psyche deeply delivered to your subconscious. There is nothing on this CD that I can see as needing any sort of fixing or altering. I wouldn't change a thing. The Grass Cross plays expertly with raw genius and beauty that is rarely seen in this immediate age of digital tenderness. It's easy to hit play over and over again, a sonic trap of uplifting outlier depression-rock. Miles debut Proper Seasons, was surprisingly great. It hit and it hit hard but The Grass Cross is fucking perfect and may be unstoppable.

Link(s)
Label: CentslessProd.com
Fb: https://www.facebook.com/GrowHorns?ref=ts&fref=ts

RIYL: The Mountain Goats, The Go-Betweens, The Bats, Robert Polard/Guided By Voices, Destroyer, Roky Erickson.

MFJD: "Future War". "Bomb In The Tomb". "Cloud Fortress"

  

                               

Cold War Learnings (Treatise)

(Thank you Ronald Regan)

I wish... Oh, how I can wish so hard sometimes... I wish I could start this whole treatise off in a better way than I am, but a line is a line and if I get anything out of growing up during the inspirational closing days of The Cold War (aka 'The Reagan Eighties') which were also the formative pre-War on Terror Years (How do YOU spell 'Good Times'?). You do something stupid, like draw an invisable line across The Gulf of Sidra or a line in the desert daring someone to cross it, you are issuing an ultimatum. Something that will eventually be put to the test. Your boundary, your precious  line, will be crossed by someone, sometime, somehow. Ronald Reagan taught me that during the1986 US bombing of Libya. Momar drew the line, Rotten Ronnie and his boys crossed it. 

Lives were lost... Compounds were bombed and shit got fucky for a bit but Ronnie did exactly what Ol' Momar dared him to. He challenged the dare and taught hm a lesson. A lesson that has been with me ever since. 

The United States is a melting pot of many different peoples from every part of the world (blah-blah or some shit lke that). The main priciple of being a citizen is learning about the illusion of opportunity. Yes, there are many success stories about immigrants arriving  with nothing and striking it rich like Tony Montana in Scarface but these success stories are a vast minority compared to the US population as a whole.

The US is a country with a passive-aggressive chip on its shoulder as a whole. Nothing pisses an American off more than to tell them they cant do something. Its inherit to us to push boundaries and cross lines. Someone tells us we cant do something? How dare you! This is America! We have freedoms around here... Watch this! 

Then again, maybe its just the illusion of free speech that clouds our mind and blinds our eyes. After all, if a person or group of people are not allowed to protest openly and voice their disdain for whatever subject, the US may not easily know who is on their side of the line... 

Dont worry though... The Bombs only show us how much we care. A gage of our beliefs, love and passion.

America has a bullet with your name on it. Sign on the dotted line and close your eyes.

Wait for it...

Wait for it...

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Live The Good Life with John The Conqueror

John  The Conqurer
"The Good Life"
(cd)

Taking their name from a slave folklore or a magical root that looks like testicles when dried, there is no John in John The Conqueror (JtC), this neo-blues rhythm and soul band hails from thePhiladelphia River Delta by way of the Mississipi Delta... All blues is influenced by the ol' muddy missisip and it's river delta-ending right? Whereas it is unknown if Philly has a muddy river or river delta or even some form of Mississipi type juke joints---that's all redundant. The Good Life, JtC's first fully debut, is charged with blues influence soul themes of desperate, agonizing tearful moments of a well mapped life transferred and delivered in song form-- the uncomfortable regular same ol' same ol'* that that epitomizes 'the blues' and it's fans. Though having upbeat moments of empowerment, let's not forget to laugh. Clearly, it's us vs. them and we need anthems during this pivotal time of 'Spring' Revolutions and the burgeoning independence from terror that is spreading world-wide. Raise your double rye shots and light up some good smoke. It gets no better in the end than in the beginning or so sez High John The Conqueror. 

http://www.aliverecordings.com
http://www.johntheconqueror.com/#!band/c1w5

RIYL: Alabama Shakes, Buffalo Killers, Cousin, contemporary rhythm & blues,

MFJD: "Get'em"

Referred by: Zach Gabbard

*= S.O.S.O