Showing posts with label now that the party's started everybody get retarded. Show all posts
Showing posts with label now that the party's started everybody get retarded. Show all posts
Monday, October 1, 2012
YOUR FIRST AND THIRD HOMIESEXUAL EXPERIENCE
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
WE ARE FAMILY
Good to see everyone, so good to be together. Those of you who aren't in the picture, man you were missed. It just keeps growing and growing doesn't it?
Monday, January 3, 2011
Was that the random stripper in the basement show? I think I missed that one.

Victro had to ask. So yeah, there was a question as to whether or not the previous pic was from the night where a woman was so moved by the Mercury Birds that she stripped down and danced. I think it was the same night but I can't certify that.
But here's the image. Same band, same basement, what's the difference? This young woman had stumbled across the party, drank a lot of beer and, at Mr Jackson's urging—directed at everyone and no one—to "take your clothes off and get retarded," did just that. Just look at the happy faces. She really lit up the room. Well she and her boyfriend ended up staying for the entire show and then hung out at the house into the wee hours drinking beer. We never saw her again. I wonder where she is now?
Friday, December 31, 2010
Hands down: my favorite drummer (no offense to the many other great drummers I have known)

I've known this suave cat for at least twenty years. We were in high school together. I saw his bands (Stewface, Resol, Dart 360, Mercury Birds, Red Fang) more times than I could count. I'm sure I have permanent ear damage from standing five feet away as he pounded his drums in small living rooms, basements, and clubs—most recently in October.
This snap is from a Mercury Birds show on Van Ness Ave in the Mission district, SF. I believe it was the summer of '99. Those were good days, the best days.
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