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Aug. 15th, 2011

MMM Huggabroomstock Poem/Schwervon Tour Starts this week!

Here's my poem from Saturday's show at Goodbye Blue Monday.

8_13_11 (Huggabroomstock)

Broomstock shroomstock
Bride and groom stock
Rock Stock and two smoking barrels
Long live with two smoking Carrows
Prosper and book those Porsperos
Put it in your bones and feel it in your marrows
Clear it with Clarance and deal it to the Darrows
Shove it in your pie hole and tip with your arrows
We don’t need heroes or pharaohs
We need menos muchacho, más muchacha
Y diverso dinero
Broomstock, cock block
Schlock rock, Shamrock

Don’t wait in line for half the time
Just get up there and bust your rhyme
It doesn’t matter what your say
Your friends will clap
The birds will crap
There is no map
Sit on my lap
You sap

Hugga, mugga, bugga
You big fat lugga
You’re sweet enough my shugga
Sweep out beneath the rugga
Coffee up your mugga
And give the rope a tugga

Bright day, light day, give up on the fight day
Have a drink of water, father
Loosen up your collar
Tip yourself a dollar
Why not make it two
What else you gonna do?
Schwervon! Southern Fried Summer Fun Tour starts this week!
Details: http://www.schwervon.com/

Aug. 4th, 2011

Schwervon! Poster for Memphis/Clear Mind

Cool new poster for Schwervon! show in Memphis on Aug. 22nd. thanks to: http://enfectiouserf.com/

Here's a poem I wrote at the last Sidewalk Exodus at Tribes on Monday:


My mind is clear.
I have nothing in my mind
Totally clear.
Not a thought.
Not a care
No wishes or desires.
I'm not even thinking about what I'm going to say.
Everything just comes out and goes with absolute balance.
You think I'm a liar.
Okay...that's the first thought that has entered my mind.
I know you would disagree.
You would say that the first thought
that entered my mind
was that my mind was totally clear.
Okay, Mr. Know It All.
You win...okay?
Does that make you feel good?
You think you're so cool don't you.
Does it feel cool to know
you just totally harshed my mellow?
Is that a good feeling?
What kind of sick fuck gets off on making people feel bad?
That's so not cool man.
I don't care what you say.
If I wanna say I have a clear mind
then I can have a clear mind
and you can just piss off!

Aug. 1st, 2011

Rat Poem and Coney Pics

Here's my poem from last night's MMM show at the GBM BBQ. A little back story first:

Here's the poem.
Here ye! Here ye!
The rats are back! The Rats are back!
With their beady little eyes and scabby tails
We must protect the babies!
At all costs
We must save the children from the rats
We must do something
Is there nothing more sad than a rat bitten little child?

When I was a kid
I had a hamster named Burgess that bit me often
I would bleed
It sucked but I survived
Sadly Burgess didn’t
I found him one day hanging from his face from the roof of his cage. He was trying to chew his way out and he got one of his overgrown front incisors caught in the thick plastic grating that was part of the roof of the aquarium I kept him in.
He was still alive when I found him.
But he had clearly been hanging there for some time.
The fur around his face was matted and worn from his squirming attempts to pull himself free.
It probably made it worse.
He died the next morning.
I had lots of pets that were in the rodent family.
Gerbils, hamsters, Guinea Pigs.
All of them are gone now.
I remember feeding baby gerbils to a Tarantula in biology class. They were called pinkies.
The pet store sold them like that.
The pet store would breed baby gerbils just for this purpose.
I remember spending hours at the pet store.
It wasn’t just the animals I loved.
I would enjoy looking at all the different little toys and food stuffs
All the loud colors and cute animal pictures on the boxes
It all looked so exotic and unnatural.
Here are some pics I took at Coney Island recently after attending my first Brooklyn Cyclones game.

















Jul. 30th, 2011

Schwervon! is Going to Graceland

Things are just not hot enough for us in NYC this summer so Schwervon! is happy to announce that we will be taking a little trip down south to record with legendary sound engineer/ producer Doug Easley (Sonic Youth, Pavement, Jon Spencer Blues Explosion) in Memphis, Tennessee. We've decided to play some shows on our way down there and back.

Aug. 17 - Danger Danger Gallery (Philadelphia, PA) w/ No One and The Somebodies, Ghost/Light, & Caboder
Aug. 18 - Charm City Art Space (Baltimore, MD) w/ strange fur, south carey
Aug. 19 - Bazaar Consignment (Roanoke, VA) w/ Uncle Bengine & the Restraining Orders, Elephant Child
Aug. 20 - The Lab (Asheville, NC) w/ Her (ruined majesty), The Ringing Cedars
Aug. 22 - The Hi-Tone Cafe (Memphis, TN) w/ The New Mary Jane (ex Grifters, Those Bastard Souls)
Aug. 25 - Cafe Cocoa (Nashville, TN) w/ Chicken Little
Aug. 26 - Acoustic Coffee House (Johnson City, TN)
Aug. 27 - Back Yard House Show (115 East Maynard Ave, Durham, NC) 4-9pm w/ Wigg Report, Joy In Red, Charles Latham, & Sequoya
Aug. 29 - Galaxy Hut (Arlington, VA) w/ Greenland
I just discovered this All Ages Movement organization and it looks pretty cool. I did a little blog. about it on the OJ site. Looking forward to reading the book.
Here's what we're doing August 12th

I'm playing electric guitar with Prewar Yardsale tonight at Lit Lounge to celebrate a new video for our friends Crazy and the Brains. Here's how the night is shaping up.
free cake ( for eating and throwing ) live music boozez flipping out!
***Saturday July 30
Doors 8:30 pm
Prewar Yardsale 9 pm
Video screening 10 pm
Crazy & The Brains 10:15pm
Lit Lounge - 93 2nd Ave # A,
New York, NY 10003-8352
(212) 777 7987 Subway: Astor Pl
And if by any slight chance you haven't gotten enough of me this weekend I'm playing a short Major Matt set at Goodbye Blue Monday for Joe Crow's BBQ thing from 5-9pm tomorrow Sunday evening in the back yard. I haven't been told exactly when I'm playing but it will be in the later part of the evening after 7 pm. Other performers will include Emily Einhorn, Brooke McGowan, Kung Fu Crimewave, Mike Baglivi and much more!! It's free!

Jul. 21st, 2011

In The Pines Fest

We played this great outdoor festival last Saturday in Beacon, NY called "In The Pines." It was in a beautiful open barn on an old camping ground that the promoter said Pete Seeger was a part of at one time. We got there a few hours early and I snapped some pics of the grounds. I forgot to take any pictures during the actual festival. Oh well. I'm really turning into quite the nature lover these days. Or maybe I just like the green?






Our friend Joao filmed our entire performance. It's a bit hard to see Nan and I had an amp meltdown about 3/4 of the way through our set. I guess that's what you get when rock n' roll meets the elements. It was still pretty fun. It's not every day you get to play an early evening show in a barn.

Untitled from Trá Faus on Vimeo.

Jul. 19th, 2011

Retroactive Trip to Russia Blog: Day 3/4/5 (June 23/24/25)

I'm finally wrapping this up after a lot of distractions.
You can catch up/refresh with DAY 1 & 2 here:

The first day with Lulu, after returning from the orphanage, was kind of a blur. Going to bed around 8pm and then waking up at 5am combined with the Russian summer lack of darkness was a bit disorienting. We had a required visit from a Doctor in the morning. He seemed very much in a hurry. He said he had already seen 5 babies that morning. He talked very fast and after a little poking and prodding he gave Lulu a clean bill of health and asked for his envelope of 400 rubles in cash and he was on his his way. Then we met with Michael, the driver. He briefed us about our trip the the US Embassy the next day. It was during this time that I learned Lulu's fascination with looking at herself in the mirror. We sat and played in front of the mirror while Michael and my sister went over some papers. Then we went for a little walk and got a pizza and some beers. I don't remember a lot after that. Lulu did pretty good on her first stroller ride. Luckily there were mirrors at the pizza place.

The next morning we woke up bright and early and went to the US embassy where we could get official papers that would declare Lulu a dual citizen of the US and Russia. It was fascinating. There were about 10 other people adopting babies as well on the just that day.

After the Embassy we met Vera and Misha for a little walk around Moscow.
This is a statue of a famous Russian author that is very close to the hotel. I forgot his name.
And we're off!
This is a statue of Pushkin. Sort of hard to tell. I want to read some of his stuff.
We headed towards Red Square, probably the most popular tourist attraction in Moscow. On the way we saw these Stalin/Lenin impersonators. I feel kind of bad because I think I was supposed to give them money for taking their picture.
Whoop there it is!
Break dancing Russian kids.
It was supposed to be good luck to stand in this circle. I don't remember why.
Lenin's tomb.
The Kremlin.
I forgot the name of this church but it was very beautiful.
We had lunch at a restaurant right next to the church. Lulu was getting tired.
3 armed Lulu.
We took the subway back to the hotel. The subways in Moscow are very nice.
Misha and Lulu on the escalator.
Then we said goodbye to our Russian guides. Vera and Misha were so kind to us. I hope I get to meet them again some day. Vera was nice about talking and translating between Misha and me.
By the way Misha writes songs and plays music as well. It's really cool. Here is a video for one of his songs. Vera painted the backgrounds. You can click on the red "CC" in the menu bar for the English subtitles. There's something about hearing this style of music in the Russian language that sounds so haunting. Of course the fact that it's a song about a Vampire sort of does this too.

Here's another one. Misha told me it's a cover by Alexander Vertinsky. I'd never heard of him before. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Vertinsky

Our last morning in Russia it rained.
It felt a little sad to be going so soon. There seemed like so much there that I didn't get to see. I wanted to talk to more people and to learn more about the history of Russia from someone who was really there. But it was kind of difficult since I couldn't read or speak Russian. For the most part, people there seemed very similar to anyone else in a big city. It was a mild revelation for me since for my whole younger childhood I was told that the Russians had bombs pointed at us.

Jul. 17th, 2011


"Government is the means by which state policy is enforced, as well as the mechanism for determining the policy of the state."


There's something that keeps coming up in this US debt ceiling debate that has been bugging me. When speaking of "Government," people act like it's this separate entity from themselves: "The Government is out of touch... Government is inefficient... Government is broken..." We've created this dynamic now where "The Government" is something to be feared or overcome. I thought government was supposed to be us? I though it was there to save us from tyranny in all of its forms. Every time we buy something or get paid through work we are supporting the government. There's really no way around it. There's nothing that large corporate entities would like more than for us to lose faith in Government. Less government means less accountability to our fellow humans. Government is an ever evolving concept that needs to be under constant scrutiny as we evolve. It's not always efficient. It's not always pleasant. It's not government that's the problem. It's the people who represent us in Government. I think that's important distinction to make. To lose faith in government is to lose faith in ourselves. What else do we have that binds this social contract between us and those less fortunate? There appears to be so much broad criticism of government these days. I think it would be much more beneficial to start taking a slightly deeper look as some of the compartments of our government, like say maybe our financial institutions? The people that run government are just like you and me. We are their bosses. If we don't like the job that they are doing we are obligated to let them know. We shouldn't just blame the job.

Jul. 14th, 2011

Green Mind

They bombed our apartment for roaches yesterday so Nan and I had to box up the Gummo and chill out in the community garden on our block for a few hours yesterday. It was a nice excuse to take a little break and soak in some green. I managed to get some decent snaps. I was going for the ant perspective on a lot of these.





















Went to the new Galapagos Art Space in Dumbo last night with Toby and saw a really cool duo called Winter Family. Very much in the vein of lighter SWANS and Skin/Angels of Light stuff. Looking forward to learning more about this group. Also the space was amazing. Despite some slightly annoying sound issues early on (thanks crappy sound guy) it was a very compelling performance. http://www.winterfamily.info/index.php

Jul. 13th, 2011

Walking home

Two nights ago I was walking home from hanging out with a friend downtown. I passed a homeless looking guy in a wheelchair. He had a metal prosthetic leg and the other one was wrapped up with a crusty bandage. He looked like he hadn't had a shower in quite some time. This is not such an uncommon sight in New York City. It's the kind of sight that tends to just blend into the night time background of the city. It was pretty late and there was no one else on the block. As I passed the man in the wheelchair he caught me off guard, and spoke up in a pained voice,

"Sir? Sir? Could you please push me down to the store on the corner?"

"Shit." I thought to myself. I stopped and turned back to the man. I was tired. It was hot. I had been out all night. I was a little drunk. I just wanted to get home. And I was pretty sure there was no store on the corner.

"What store?" I said. "There's no store. There's a bar?"

"I wanna go to the store sir! Please. Can you just take me to the store?" he whimpered.

The guy was in pretty bad shape. His body was twisted in the chair. I could smell the sores on his leg and his neck was bent back over his left shoulder.

"I can push you up to the corner," I said. "But there's no store up there. It's just a bar. I don't know what store-

"Sir!" The guy said, "Please stop asking me what store. Just take me up to the store. I didn't say bar. I said store! I need to go to the store."

"But there's no-"

"Sir, PLEASE!"

I started pushing the man up the block. A small group of trendy bar hoppers passed us on the sidewalk with their eyes turned down. We got to a large fissure in the sidewalk and of course his wheelchair was so beat up we barely made it over the crack without the guy falling out of his chair.

"Sir, what are you doing?" the man said.

"I'm just trying to get you over this crack." I said.

"Please sir. I need to go to the store!"

"I know, I know." I said.

We finally got to the corner. I turned to the guy, "See there's just a bar here. No store?" I was ready to leave him here at this point he but turned to me quickly and said,"Which way is up town?"

I pointed up town.

"Take me to the store up there!"

I thought I saw a small deli up the block. Maybe this is the store he was talking about? I proceeded to push the man another half block. The deli turned out to be closed. Then I pushed him up to the next corner There were no ramps on either side. We were stuck. The man looked at me and said, "Why did you stop. I need to go to the store."

I was starting to figure out this guys game. He really didn't look like he was able to wheel himself. Is this how he gets someone to push him around all night? I didn't want to just leave the guy there. He didn't look like he could take care of himself. How the hell did he get on the street in the first place? I knew there was a small clinic near where where I saw him to begin with. Why the hell was he outside? Did he get kicked out of a shelter or something? Maybe he was near where he needed to be when I found him and I had actually wheeled him 2 blocks out of the way? I started thinking maybe he would have been better off if I just ignored him from the beginning. He seemed pretty crazy. What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I started looking at strangers passing us by on the street for help.

I turned to the guy. "We can't go any further man. I can't get you over the curb. You'll fall out into the street."

He started to raise his voice again. "Sir! Please sir! Take me to the store! I NEED TO GO TO THE STORE!" He almost started crying at this point.

"I can't help you anymore man. I can't get you over the curb," I said.

As I was talking to the man I brushed his should with my hand. Suddenly he turned and shot me a glance like I'd slapped him in the face.

"Don't you fuckin' touch me you mother fucker!" he snarled. He immediately took a swing at me and punched me in the shoulder. "You goddamn mother fucker. Don't you fucking touch me!! Don't touch me!"

He was starting to scream.

At this point I knew I was going to have to leave the guy there. I didn't want people to think I was trying to mug him or something. A part of me felt relived. I also feeling guilty. As I walked home I decided to call 911 just to tell them about the guy and check up on him. I wasn't exactly sure if this was a 911 situation but I didn't know who else to call. I explained the situation to the 911 lady.

"Well, what do you want us to do about it?" she said.

"I don't know?" I said. "I mean, the guy is in pretty bad shape. He seems mentally unstable. Could someone give him a ride to a shelter or something? This stuff must happen all the time in New York right?"

"Well, unless he's hurt or there was a crime we really can't do anything," the lady said.

"I don't know if he's hurt," I said. "I don't think it's an emergency. But his leg sure didn't look so good."

After about a five minute conversation I convinced the lady to get the cops to do a drive by just to check on the guy. She asked me if I wanted to give my name and phone number. I said no. I felt bad about that but who knows what the guy would say?

As I made my way home my head just kept spinning about whether I did the right thing. I thought about all the levels of ugliness that just too place. I was wondering if things would have been different if this took place somewhere other than New York City? I don't know.

Jul. 10th, 2011

Terrible 2's TCB

Schwervon! is playing a Terrible 2's festival tonight at The Cake Shop. Six 2 piece bands for 8 bucks. Starts at 5pm
6:30 man lee
7:15 melissa and paul
8:00 algae and tentacles
8:45 schwervon
9:30 paps + sweet tooth nelson
10:15 lily virginia
I went to two amazing parties on Friday and Saturday this weekend and I managed to avoid hangovers from both of them. If that's not an indication of adulthood then I don't know what is.
A nice person posted a live performance of our yet to be studio recorded song "Cyclone" from a show we did in Amsterdam opening up for the Vaselines earlier this year. Wow, that sounded cool.

The amazing Edinburgh Man Podcast included my minimalist demo version of a new song I wrote about Dolly Parton. http://edinburghman.com/edinburgh-man-62
This weeks LULU pics!(from the hotel in Moscow)

I think this one is from her new home in Orlando.(Is that a Mrs. Beasly Doll?)

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