whoodathunkit?

that i'd be alive//not in prison at 41?
that i'd be in 2 bands?
that i'd have more than 4 friends?
i'd be w/ my only true love again after 20 years?
that i'd be into photography/video?
that i'd still be a "punk rock hesher douchebag"?

that i would be nice to cats?
that my heart could open up?
that anyone would give a shit about the ole boy?

not me--i'm a cynical jerkface---i'll take it but i never thunk it.

CHAOTIC NEUTRAL PICS + whatnots.

chaotic neutral is a newer indianapolis band that is really more like a super group of kick ass hardcore bands of the present and days gone by. dudes from critical response team//picked clean//axis and allies//wasteland d.c.//slow motion enslavement x infinity, hahaha. and they are a super group--the right mix of old school hard core//anger//and straight up punk. fast and loud and pissed with just the kind of cueball in sock wallop you need to get you to kick the guy next to you. i believe they are currently recording ( don't know the details) but i anxiously await another ripper from naptown by this most excellent grouping of down ass mofos. real life pissed punk makes me happier than crap!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/rippage5/sets/72157624515993559/

my pics



i follow their blog so look over there---------------->

voivod!! at the bottom lounge 3-12 2010 TORNADO!

3 out of 4 o.g. members--check.
traveled with 2 o.g. mofos to chicago---check.
mind blowing performance with only one new song---check.
voivod still as killer as ever. what a great treat to see blacky instead of newstead!

hooray!!!

HELLO WORLD!!!

coffinworm pt. 2, Start Saving For Your Funeral!!

coffin worm here in indy 5--1 2010. killing it in the green light.
it's heavy and headbanging and bad ass.

roky erickson--THE WIND AND MORE 6-25-2010 louisville

the man never fails to amaze me. his voice is as rad as ever.
big up"s to d.p. for the friendship and the drive.

not local but badass.

the down-fi in cleveland w/david thomas FINAL SOLUTION!!!

more proof naptown brings it wherever they go!!!
down-fi is my fave pissed off american honest rock and roll band in town


the down-fi consists of:
mr. craig bell (mirrors, saucers, rocket from the tombs) on bass//lead vocals and upright forthwithatude.

mr. samuel (dr. doomtone) murphy--guits, leads, handling it for mean mike.

mr. blane slaven, esquire.--drums, beatings, head poundin mofo.

mr. david thomas (pere ubu, rocket from the tombs, solo badass) is one of the only people who push the limits every time he sings a note. what a rare and killer treat to get to see him in the u.s. and to see him jump up w/ craig and the dudes made my millennia!

coffinworm at the dojo Indianapolis BLOOD BORN DOOM!!!

coffinworm wrecking minds and souls. definitely my fave grindsludge haunted octopus hiding in a well of despair misanthropist naptown band of merry men. further proof that those who doubt naptown doubt their damn selves. the underground music scene here is amazing in 80 genres---sure we have dookie and people scoop it up---but we also have monolithic awesomeness. i will post stuff i vid up here. i am only using a cheap nikon s210 camera but it sounds pretty good. enjoy an awesome taste of what we dealing in up here, fools.

rippy vs. the pleasant run trail pt. 3

The Twin-Aire zone got it's name from the drive in that was once there. There was also the Bowl-O-Mat, but it burned down.



On the left is the old gas company--it looks like some mad max stuff now all deserted. The giant water tower let's you know you've reached Keystone /Rural st..




Cross Prospect and keep going straight south until you get back to Pleasant run and the trail begins again. all of the confusing bits are done now--straight trail to Garfield!!

rippy vs. the pleasant run trail pt. 2

Okay, the entrance to the trail is a block west of emerson. You can also start up at Ellenberger park which is also a good place to park your ride if you are just making a loop. Garfield park if you are coming from south. first cool thing you come to after Howe is the Pennsylvania railroad bridge (pic. 1 +2). Beware broken glass under the bridge--kids can't help it--but it still blows!!'!

After the bridge--you cross the road and the next place you are is Christian park.(pic.3 +4) A little park more for football and baseball--picnics really. the next major crossroad is Sherman.

This is also where you go under another bridge and once again--Look for glass!! Watch the signs and cross at the light (it's easier).keep on the left and follow the sidewalk as it is a little confusing. You will see the trail signs when you get to the next light.
This stretch brings you to English and the Twin Aire zone.

rippy vs. the pleasant run trail (daytime edition)

Picture 1.The beginning of the trail and Pic. 2.the bridge over to Howe high school

Hey...I ride a bike. Haven't owned a car in 12 years. so should you. When you ride your bike you know crackheads live 2 blocks from you. You also know there is a fish fry somewhere around on ruckle st. Anyway as you will hear me proudly exclaim like a grown man "I AM FROM THE EASTSIDE". So my first bike bloggery is gonna be about the Pleasant Run trail that goes from Howe high school (E. Washington street and pleasant run blvd.) to Garfield park/Manual high school (Southern and Madison). Of course we will be coming from the eastside--a' doy dr. duh!

here is a link to a pdf of all the trails in indy and what will be trails in the future...
http://bgindy.com/dir/87/files/indy_bike_map.pdf

the eyes of chop suey

save room for pie!!

you say a lot of things
but you don't do that much
you say you love real hard
you shrivel at the touch
you say you know how i feel
but it don't stop you none
you say you'll be there
i just watch you run

it's not important anymore---but it still hurts
it was a meal of shit--not just desserts

you say you need to change
but you just mean me
you say the grass is greener
oh, say can you see
you say you've thought about it
but you just asked your friends
you say it's for the better
i say you're all pretend

it's not important anymore---but it still hurts
it was a meal of shit--not just desserts

you say that i'm just too much
but you're just not enough
you say a lot of things
i'll always call your bluff
you say you've always been honest
but not to yourself
you say you were an awesome partner?
looking for someone else?

it's not important anymore---but it still hurts
it was a meal of shit--not just desserts

know i don't.

somedays i wake up from adventure dreams tired and wanting to punch the world.
i knock down the morning wood and put on the i give a shit face...but i don't.
and if you really knew me you'd know i don't--we could probably tear some shit up.
but we haven't met--i'm just a dude on a train or a bus--a jerk in a line.
we've drank and smoked and yelled and laughed. we may have fucked.
doesn't mean shit unless the book is being read or wrote--other than that it's writing on a page.
i remember it--you don't--i am okay with that. i'll introduce myself again.
but i don't care. and if you knew me you'd know i don't care. not today.
not after a haunted school work prison dream with chasing.
remember this when you point and giggle. remember this when you ask me for help.
somedays i punch the world somedays it punches me.
i breathe air i don't want-- chew flesh that is burnt--i can't forgive or stop.
i don't look tired i am tired and the shields are up.....crash and burn.
you go on the bone pile with the other helping hands and the logic i don't need.
i really don't......and if you knew me you'd know i don't.

oh yeah--i forgot i had a blog!

got a new gal pal and went to san fran and hollywood for a few weeks. been writing though. i will get on it during an insomnia attack tonight. got pics and all kinds of mad shit coming. we put out our 7" TALES FROM THE DOCK we made 500 there are 200 left in 3 shows. not bad for a busted format and a non touring band huh? cover is by Jeff Gaither--a true underground artist who has been doing it the right way forever. i got lots to write about and holler at you so i will return tonight to begin again like finnigan.

screw you and the bands you jock. i gots to hate to live.

the doobie brothers----you can see the slide of a decade all in one band. from get down boogie to wine coolin' yacht rock in one chintzy dime bag. music for family boating//re-run to bootleg on what's happening.how can you take a band seriously that thinks catfish are jumping out the water?
oh, what a fool believes...

corrosion of conformity-----mumbledy mouth hardcore turns into horrible lisp slo-core turns into el camino driving zakk wylde core. eye for an eye is one long song. animosity is werewolves fighting. simon bobth's liiithsp on technocracthyy ith amathing. all the beam drinking marlboro smoking camaro racers like the other crap. dude's name is pepper....pepper.

wu-tang clan----ok, so this is what happened to the junkyard gang. they just got mudfoot (o.d.b.) and kicked out old fat ass albert huh.? i guess they never really mastered the radiator and the trash cans because all they have is samples.
i went to one of their shows i couldn't tell who was who except rudy---he was smoking. hey! hey! hey! i stuck around for a while but i didn't learn squat.
BILL COSBY IS A DAMN LIE!

radiation sickness----started off as the metal album g.b.h. were too talented to make. ended up throwing down the dranogargledeathgrind. so underground and trashy you can only buy their shit with euros. the singer was like the life size fetish doll from trilogy of terror(after it possessed karen black). in summary: tucking it in souffside style cause you live with your moms.

dick dale---dude is as humble as george w. bush. the only person who has "invented' more stuff than him is gene $immon$. kind of forgotten until stevie ray gone dusted off his mothballs and tarantino made him a video. this is gulf surfing big kahuna--no waves but plenty of jellyfish.

t.s.o.l---the tinny sound o' losers.
jocks/bullies play dress-up and make orange county suck worse. how you ask? well, the singer couldn't remember his name but that makes us even since no one remembers his songs. they went goth--they went poser--they went to rehab. proof that california is the home of the flakes. the statues didn't weather very well at all.