Eye by 45 Grave
got an errant boot to the face during infernoh on saturday. shout out to meggy for running to the cvs and getting me ice packs, ibuprofen and candy. shout out to nurse b bear for chillin with me in bed all day yesterday. i have good friends.
you and the girls should’ve hopped in my car and came to brooklyn. your mistake
1978 expired with a bang as The Bags headlined a New Year’s Eve show with a band called Fear at Brendan Mullen’s new incarnation of the Masque (cleverly named the New Masque), located just kitty corner from Nickey Beat’s old apartment on Santa Monica Blvd. By January of 1979, I was living at…
Lumpy and the Dumpers at New York’s Alright
featuring actual sex pits, slime, the works
This is fucking unreal.
Oh man I hope this does not get taken down. WOW
punx are disgusting
ECW! ECW! ECW!
Clay is fucked and pogoing in a crudos shirt, nudity is gross, and watching you guys slide around in the slime is akin to a scene from a lionsgate horror movie with a title like “Slither” or that sew each other together at the butts movie. Also, someone help Clay, he’s fallen and he can’t get up. Phreax
Lumpy has outdone themselves with every new thing but this takes the cake. Best current hardcore band.
Slam and worm and lots of stinky dinky glad I was watching from afar. Where’s the Fat guy urinating on people??
Happy 420 no sleep till you get home from Brooklyn it’s 713 in the morning I almost drive off the road a bunch of times fuck new york goodnight
gonna miss gas rag wiccans crazy spirit and murderer but making the trip down to NY for school jerks and lumpy. making the most of the weekend. shoulda just ditched scud and left with nate. whatever. see you there.
The Electric Eels “You’re Full Of Shit”