Musician, Freak, Dayjobber, Etc.

2006-08-10T14:14:00.000-07:00

In the interest of saving time, if you're interested in my continuing bloggage, please visit my MySpace page from now on:www.myspace.com/kompostI'm burning out on posting these ramblings in multiple places.Thanks for shopping at Target.-k-

2006-06-26T14:35:00.000-07:00

****These blogs are the sole intellectual property of the author and MAY NOT BE COPIED, USED, OR APPROPRIATED for ANY USE, ANYWHERE, without the express permission of the author.****Of (Dead) Mice and Troutby Fish Breaks WaterThis past weekend involved a moderately strenuous – don’t be fooled by the word “moderately” (famous last words!) – backpack undertaken by Krudler and yours truly to a

2006-06-14T15:45:00.000-07:00

****These blogs are the sole intellectual property of the author and MAY NOT BE COPIED, USED, OR APPROPRIATED for ANY USE, ANYWHERE, without the express permission of the author.****Quick Update!I haven't posted anything (other than fly fishing reports) in ages -- not that there hasn't been anything going on, I just haven't felt like writing about it. So, in a few short paragraphs, let me attempt

2006-06-09T16:16:00.000-07:00

****These blogs are the sole intellectual property of the author and MAY NOT BE COPIED, USED, OR APPROPRIATED for ANY USE, ANYWHERE, without the express permission of the author.****With Respect to JacarandaBy Fish Breaks WaterThe month of June – in Los Angeles, anyway – refuses to be categorized or labeled in any way, shape or form. It’s a nebulous month, weather-wise; blazing hot days can be

2006-06-08T16:21:00.000-07:00

****These blogs are the sole intellectual property of the author and MAY NOT BE COPIED, USED, OR APPROPRIATED for ANY USE, ANYWHERE, without the express permission of the author.****Stoner Creek (aka Golfing About Trout)Written by Fish Breaks WaterI’ve been feeling a fair measure of competitiveness lately with regard to fly fishing – whether real or imagined, I’m not sure. It’s the occasional

2006-05-22T16:24:00.000-07:00

****These blogs are the sole intellectual property of the author and MAY NOT BE COPIED, USED, OR APPROPRIATED for ANY USE, ANYWHERE, without the express permission of the author.****Mining for Silver in the Golden StateBy Fish Breaks WaterI swear, I had no idea who Sparse Grey Hackle was when I choose the nom de plume Fish Breaks Water way back in 1988. Seriously. Only recently have I realized

2006-05-10T12:26:00.000-07:00

Shadow of a Man -- Trip ReportIf you’re reading this report in the hopes of seeing countless pictures of fly-caught wild trout, do yourself a favor and stop now. This isn’t one of those reports; things didn’t quite work out that way – it’s been known to happen. I keep reminding myself, over and over: it’s been known to happen. On the other hand, if you’re interested in seeing a few scenery shots,

2006-04-18T09:57:00.000-07:00

I had the distinct pleasure of hitting a popular local watershed yesterday with the one, the only, the inseparable Krudler (aka Danial Deloach), a fly fishing buddy of mine. We met up at 7AM in the pull-out on that one particular road you all know so well. We then rode -- walked, actually -- our mountain bikes a blissfully short distance to an appropriate put in spot alongside this lovely

2006-04-05T12:14:00.000-07:00

Growing up in the Northeast – Vermont, actually -- where beautifully mixed forests and rushing year-round streams are considered the gold standard, our Southwestern creeks take some getting used to, I’ll give you that much. Frustratingly intermittent, rarely spring-fed, often polluted, abused by mankind, and generally surrounded by what can only be classified as “scrub”, the Southwestern stream

2006-03-24T08:40:00.000-08:00

I've blown a wad of cash this past week on the old rust bucket, the off-white ghost, the 1986 Chrysler LeBaron that I call home. Let me tell you a little bit about what happened...My fly fishing buddy and great friend Bernard Yin was in town last week, spending a couple of days off from touring with his up-and-coming Sony-signed band, Astra Heights (www.myspace.com/astraheights) (they're

2006-03-06T16:42:00.000-08:00

Friday night, my band Ultra Suede (www.myspace.com/theultrasuede) played our first “public” gig at the 2006 Glitter Awards (aka the Gay Oscars), held at the beautiful – okay, scummy – Ivar Theater (a former burlesque/strip club which was established in the early 1920’s), located in the heart of glamorous Hollywood.Imagine, if you will, hanging out with that particularly colorful crowd, rubbing

2006-02-27T15:07:00.000-08:00

There are certain places in Southern California where, during certain times of the year, the instinctive, almost-predictable behavior of trout can lead to spectacular fishing opportunities. This past weekend I experienced exactly such a scenario. So, sit yourself down, fix yourself a cup of coffee (or something stronger, if that’s your pleasure), and allow me to tell you about it.I am sworn to

2006-02-21T16:09:00.000-08:00

I will never, ever, trust another human being for as long as I am on this planet.

2006-02-14T14:48:00.000-08:00

Last weekend was pretty awesome...predictably, I went fishing early Saturday morning, and was rewarded with my best day on this particular stream EVER. In the span of two hours, I caught and released no less than six fine, healthy, wild rainbow trout, all caught from a short section of stream consisting of wide riffles and some whitewater. WAY TOO COOL! I am learning that this unlikely stream is,

2006-02-09T16:07:00.000-08:00

I haven’t posted any field reports lately; don’t think that means I haven’t been fishing. I just don’t feel compelled to publicly write about these recent experiences because, frankly, there’s not much to say that I haven’t said before.However, right now, for the first time in my life, I am experiencing a slow unfolding of some vague mysteries regarding my local, home waters (you all know the

2006-01-25T10:52:00.000-08:00

Once again I found myself fairly free this past weekend and decided to try something I hadn’t done before: catching fish from two streams in one day. First stop was my home waters, which, as you are all painfully aware, I have been obsessing over as of late. As many have noticed, this past weekend in So. Cal. was marked by very cold temps in the morning, and my home waters were no exception. It

2006-01-20T10:14:00.000-08:00

I thought I’d post a quick blog about some things OTHER than fly fishing that I’ve been up to.On New Years Eve Eve Eve, I partied down at Taix to the smooth jazz sounds of The Atomic Sherpas. My bro Cary Fosse plays guitar in the band, and I became friends with the bassist Pat Hoed last summer. The band smoked and we had a great time, although I had to work the next day and therefore made an

2006-01-17T16:06:00.000-08:00

Due to some last minute scheduling rearrangements, I was able to hit what I consider my home waters a couple of times over the past few days, and, after my experience there last Wednesday (see The Nymph, The Pig, and Other Things blog) , I was eager to return, having a serious score to settle with a certain large fish that got away. You know how that is.Even though I had landed a nice fish on my

2006-01-13T15:37:00.000-08:00

Wednesday, January 11, 2006, 10:30AM, Sherman Oaks, California.Me: “Hey boss, I’m caught up, and I’m not expecting anything from my clients until tomorrow. What do you think about me taking the afternoon off?”Boss: “Fine, as long as I don’t have to do any of your work.”Me: “Don’t worry, boss, everything is current, correct, and under control.”Boss (spoken in a suspicious tone of voice): “You’re

2006-01-09T10:18:00.000-08:00

I hit a local, creepy spot on Saturday morning, solo-style. Got up at the crack of 6:00AM, had a beautiful drive to the location (I could clearly see the outlines of Mts. San Jacinto and San Gorgonio in the citrus-tinged morning light), parked my junky car, rigged up, and hit that mofo!Utilizing a black #16 AP nymph with a small splitshot suspended about five feet under an indicator, I slowly,

2006-01-05T16:12:00.000-08:00

Happy new years everyone! May 2006 find you fondled and happy, healthy, prosperous, and ultra-creative.If you're interested, a good friend of mine put together a 2005 fly fishing retrospective featuring some music and images courtesy of yours truly. Please right-click here and "save as" to your computer, then view it from there.It's a big file (17,797kb) so don't say I didn't warn you. If you're

2005-12-20T15:56:00.000-08:00

You know, sometimes I just wanna get out on a boat and do the Cuban slide, but, really, not today. Please.I recently blogged: >>...smiling that vacant, idiotic smile, squirming, while old friends lie to you about how great your set was...<

2005-12-14T10:18:00.000-08:00

Well cover me in clam sauce and call me Mark -- I've written an essayfor a contest over at Smallstreams.com, and, if you're at all interested, please, by all means, feel more than free -- feel NAKED, if you like -- to drop by and read the damned thing. The winner of this "competition" will receive an ass-kicking Gary Lacey-built bamboo rod. Man....I won't even mention how frigging cool one of

2005-11-29T11:45:00.000-08:00

A few odds and ends.....I hosted a dinner-slash-party for Thanksgiving, attended by a dozen-twenty or so wayward friends. It was more of a party than a dinner, even though I put out a traditional spread...I was partying pretty hard and didn’t even eat that much. No wonder I slept in until 3:00PM the next day. Sheesh....anyway, THANKS, ya’ll, for coming out and sharing the holiday with Nipper and

2005-11-21T10:09:00.000-08:00

Round about twelve, fourteen years ago, I backpacked into quite a few local canyons, sometimes ultra-light spin-fishing, other times bringing no gear at all, content to merely observe the resident trout, and to splash about in sunshine and solitude.In one particularly delightful sylvan sanctuary – a tributary of the West Fork, San Gabriel River, in fact – I once saw the one of the biggest local

2005-11-11T12:10:00.000-08:00

I’ve often imagined going out on tour with a kick-ass band, traveling and sleeping all day, playing shows every night (and developing serious chops as a result), seeing new/old places and making/meeting new/old friends, drinking, hanging out, putting on make-up and cool stage clothes, doing radio interviews and record store signings, being consistently tit-flashed, and generally having fun in the

2005-11-04T11:12:00.000-08:00

Earlier this week, I had the extreme pleasure of sharing a local stream with the one, the only, the inseparable Evening Rise (aka Les, a television/movie director whom I met via a fly fishing board, a nice guy and one hell of a fly fisher).We decided to fish one of our more popular local creeks on a weekday -- the first day of November, in fact. As we reached the empty trailhead parking lot at

2005-10-20T15:58:00.000-07:00

****These blogs are the sole intellectual property of the author and MAY NOT BE COPIED, USED, OR APPROPRIATED for ANY USE, ANYWHERE, without the express permission of the author.****Hi happy blog readers. Thanks for tuning in. I cut my recent fall Sierra fly-fishing trip short by a day so I could join my bandmates in The Abe Lincoln Story (www.abelincolnstory.com) for a gig at the Majestic

2005-10-14T10:08:00.000-07:00

Following a week that can only be described as hellish, Saturday morning found me traveling north up good old Highway 99 as the sun rose in the east, dispersing mists upon the farmlands and scattering birds about, their silhouettes dark against the morning sky. Relaxed and in a contemplative mood, I steered the compact rental car on a northward course while planning my trout strategy for the next

2005-09-27T11:32:00.000-07:00

Ever find yourself suddenly – gloriously! -- FREE for a day? I did; very recently in fact. =)There’s a modest drainage in a relatively non-descript area of a somewhat overlooked southern California National Forest that has been drawing me back time and time again this year (this was my 3rd trip to the region this year, my 2nd as a fly fisher). It’s a very small stream, the area is loaded with

2005-09-16T11:05:00.000-07:00

Hey ya’ll...sorry I haven’t blogged lately. I’m just not in the mood, PLUS, this is the time of year when my day job – I’m a direct marketing database admin./programmer, by the filthy way – gets really intense (read: busy) and I just don’t have the time to write stuff down.Sometimes, I try sending mental blogs out to each of you, but only a handful of you have acknowledged receiving them. Sad,

2005-08-11T12:18:00.000-07:00

Daaaaaammmmmnnnnn, boyeeeee, it’s been one hell of a while since I posted a blog-proper. I’ve got some news, blues, and schmooze to tell ya’ll about, so settle in, grab yourself an ice-cold chocolate milk, and relax. This is a “quick” update so, sadly, I’ve no time to add links or pictures. We’ll survive.I think it’s Future Floor Wax-clear that I have been on somewhat of a fly fishing/backpacking

2005-08-08T15:15:00.000-07:00

Saturday morning, at precisely 5:30AM, LARiver, Sir Homey, Jake “The Rod Breaker” Halderman, and yours truly set off on a fly fishing/backpack adventure into one of the more spectacular Southern California canyons. The weather was very warm at that ungodly hour as the four of us set off on the trail, just as the first hint of morning light was beginning to illuminate the canyon and surrounding

2005-07-21T16:26:00.000-07:00

My friend Les aka “Evening Rise” has been fishing Hot Creek Ranch for several years now; this year, he was kind enough to invite yours truly to tag along for a couple of days of world-class trout fishing. I must say it was an honor and a privilege to have been invited to fish this classic chalkstream; my heartfelt thanks and gratitude go out to my mentor and friend, Evening Rise. Thanks so much,

2005-07-11T14:15:00.000-07:00

I had been planning a local “obscure stream” backpack for the last week or so; I had two different drainages in mind and, up until the last minute, I wasn’t sure which one I’d choose to explore. I was also having “rod anxiety” episodes wherein I endlessly debated the relative merits of my new Sage 8’6” 5-wt against my trusty small-stream machine, the Cabela’s 7’6” 3wt.Decisions, decisions.The

2005-06-30T16:27:00.000-07:00

So, this morning, with the best of intentions, I once again -- stupidly? -- got up at the crack of 4AM and hit the local drainage. My plan was to fish a couple of fairly deep -- 4'-5'ft? -- slow runs using the shot-and-indicator nymph approach. At least, that was my intent.Are you laughing yet? Me neither.I was just OFF this morning. I felt out of sorts. I felt cranky. I wasn't sure why I was

2005-06-29T09:54:00.000-07:00

It’s been one of those days, the kind where you wake up dreaming and never fall back asleep.After smoking El Skunko brand cigars during my last two troutings (new verb?), today’s class was Serious Business 101. No bullsquat. Get it on, get it off, get it over with. I was focused like a cheaply produced public-access news magazine: “Focus on Trout”.I dreamed I woke up at 4:08AM this morning and --

2005-06-21T13:54:00.000-07:00

I can't believe I actually FIXED MY CAR MYSELF! For those who give a rat's you-know-what, I was in dire need of a "heater valve", which routes coolant into the heater core for warming up your wet feet when you come off of a day on the water. My old heater valve was basically falling apart and spewing coolant all over the place like a bad John Holmes imitation.Total cost? $42 plus about a

2005-06-07T10:51:00.000-07:00

Just a quick update – sorry it’s been awhile!Here’s a couple of links to some fishing reports, for those so inclined.What else....hmmm....I recently recorded a wacky guitar solo for a gentleman named Ron Moses, who is a big Mike Keneally fan; that was fun. It’s for an upcoming box set Ron is releasing – his music kicks ass and I can’t wait to hear the record. Very strange music, indeed.Tribeca’s

2005-05-12T11:46:00.000-07:00

So, do most of you hate the fishing reports? Because, I've gotta tell you, I am getting more and more hooked with each passing day (sorry for the lame pun). There is something so magical and serene about trout fishing, I can't explain it really, other than to say it's taking over my life!Well, if you want some new stuff that I've been working on lately, check out this four-minute sound collage

2005-05-10T09:24:00.000-07:00

Last Monday I headed north to a drainage I’ll call Colossal Creek. It’s a short drive from Los Angeles – you could conceivably fish this drainage in a day-trip – and there are not one but TWO major forks for your fishing pleasure. I had the privilege of having the entire week away from work and family obligations to explore this classic Southern California area. For most of the week the weather

2005-04-19T10:43:00.000-07:00

Hey, here comes kErrY, stumbling out of the fog to bring you yet another useless blog, completely yours to do whatever you wish -- throw it away, ignore it, paint it orange and laugh at it, use it to wrap cocaine in, insult it, dry urine off of a Greyhound Bus station bathroom floor in Mobile, Alabama, with it, etc.I guess the coolest thing I’ve done lately was last weekend, when I went to

2005-04-06T16:15:00.000-07:00

In lieu of a "real" blog -- trust me when I tell you I have been busy with three musical projects in the works -- here's a link to a trip report for a recent fishing excursion I made. Hope you enjoy, a real blog will follow in a week or three...xoxox kErrY xoxox

2005-03-17T13:00:00.000-08:00

Whew. It’s been a hell of a week.Any of you who saw my bitter blog of March 16th, well, let’s just say that it was an accurate description of where I was, emotionally, at the time. However, I've decided to take it down and post a more realistic, less hurtful version of what went down. More on that later, there’s a few other things I wanna drop on ya first. Hang on, here we go....Last Tuesday I

2005-03-08T16:40:00.000-08:00

Hey ya – just a quick update, a couple of newsworthy items for your informational pleasure.First, I’m playing guitar with Silver Lake legends The Abe Lincoln Story this coming Thursday night (March 10, 2005) as part of Spaceland’s 10th anniversary; also on the bill, the incredible Carolyn Edwards and the always entertaining white trash extravaganza of Trainwreck. There’s a chance that Kyle Gass

2005-03-01T16:46:00.000-08:00

Hi all – so, how’d you like my edible fire entry? I thought it was hilarious – and I don’t have a clue as to why. It was just something I surfed upon one day while I was supposed to be working (um, like now, for instance) and thought it was retardedly funny. I know: I’m weird.So, for all you listeners tuning in for all the latest and grotesque-est, here goes.Nothing to report.Haha.On the writing

2005-02-25T16:44:00.000-08:00

The Definitive Edible Fire From: Sally Hosford1. Have girls tie back hair. Check for items that might dangle into fire and for nylon or synthetic fabrics.2. Give out paper plates (fire circle) and clear with fork (rake) 3. Place folded paper napkin by side of plate and make woodpile by stacking wood according to size (fuel, kindling, tinder) on napkin. 4. Fill cup (fire bucket) with beverage (

2005-01-21T11:23:00.000-08:00

Happy times in the Kingdom of Drink. Hello, and thanks for tuning into my blog-of-love. So, it’s been a pretty good week, starting with the Abe Lincoln Story’s Martin Luther King Jr. celebration gig at the Covina Ikea last Saturday. I swear, my guitar never sounded better than it did in that cavernous space! There’s a video of the performance floating around somewhere, and, supposedly, we

2005-01-13T13:18:00.000-08:00

Hey, ya’ll, happy new year and a prosperous and healthy one to you at that. May all your Howard Johnsons. A confession: I used to really try to post blog entries every week, but, in reading back over last year’s entries, it’s become painfully apparent to me that I have nothing to say, nothing going on, and nothing cool to talk about. Just the same old “rehearsal this”, “party that” bullsquat. It

2004-12-28T16:32:00.000-08:00

Occasionally I will review music over at Garageband; occasionally, one of my reviews will piss someone off. Here's a review I wrote the other day: Oh! Look Mommy -- I can strum a single guitar note! Damn, even the white people are rapping these ugly, Iraqi days. This song, oddly enough, makes me want to urinate. On the singer. If this song were an island in the Indian Ocean, then this review

2004-12-27T14:32:00.000-08:00

Happy winter solstice to all and to all a good winter. Man, I am just NOT in the love-mood to blog anything, except to say that Nipper and I have been having our usual blast over the past couple of weeks, and it looks like things will continue right up until this New Year’s weekend (we have a minimum of FIVE parties to try and hit over Thursday and Friday nights!). All good, my peeps (peeps in

2004-12-14T16:25:00.000-08:00

Hi there my little squirrels, thanks for tuning into the old blog. Me type words now, not many, too. Did I sound bitter in last week’s blog? I’m not. Really. Good old Dave English and I had a nice talk and we’re good to go: no hard feelings, no bleeding wounds, no facial disfigurements, no receding hairlines, no girls gone wild. Dave graciously assured me that the Tribeca album owes a great debt

2004-12-09T10:35:00.000-08:00

Blog, blog, blog. It gets old after awhile, doesn’t it? Of course, you could be reading some really great blogs, like this one, but no, you’re here, and I am happy and thankful to all three of you. Seriously. Well, well, well, guess who got his ass shitcanned from one of his bands earlier this week? If you guessed me, congratulations, you’ve won a brand new sofa. Yes, my friends, I am actually

2004-11-30T11:11:00.000-08:00

Once again, I let another two weeks slip by with nary a blog. Shit me blind – I’ve been both busy AND lazy. No apologies – just dress me up in a pink tutu and we’ll forget about the whole thing. M’kay? I had a great holiday weekend with Nipper and a few close friends; I made one of those Ralphs’ “holiday home” meals (aka Turkey Dinner in a Box), which, as usual, turned out just fine. The rest of

2004-11-15T15:27:00.000-08:00

Hey. Food. Wow. Welcome to my weekly blog (yawn, fondle); thank you for your order. No, I’m sorry, we don’t serve curly-fries; would you like some boiled peanuts with that instead? I didn’t think so. I’m sorry. So, last week I started – and, more importantly -- finished my contribution for an upcoming Kevin Gilbert tribute CD (featuring members of Marillion, Asia and Simon Apple, among many

2004-11-09T11:40:00.000-08:00

Sorry I haven’t blogged in a week. So, am I the only one around here who feels sad? Listen: I voted. I have served in the armed forces. I work. I pay taxes. I have done my part, and, still, THIS. Whatever. Just don’t force your – or anyone else’s – religion on me. That’s all I ask. So, I’ve been keeping busy, with lots of stuff happening – as per usual. I just don’t feel motivated to write about

2004-10-28T11:25:00.000-07:00

Hello, howdy, thanks for tuning into my lame-ass blog. You smell like love today. A quick update, then I need to go shoot some heroin: It’s been raining cheeseburgers and WD-40 lately; yesterday I experienced a serious downpour, and unreal deluge, the likes of which I’ve never seen before. It was like someone was pouring buckets of water on my windshield as I slowly drove down my street; I could

2004-10-20T11:43:00.000-07:00

Another week, another blog, and you’re a part of it all – isn’t life grand? So, rain is what I’ve been waiting for, and rain is what I’ve been handed, one glorious drop at a time. I’m happy for the trout in the local streams, now that they’ve got some fresh water to reinvigorate themselves and their environs; I’m happy for the trees, the chapparral, all the plants; I’m happy for the city, which

2004-10-14T11:32:00.000-07:00

TELEGRAM. Stupid busy. STOP. Had great Tribeca drum audition with Jason Harrison Smith (of Mike Keneally’s band) earlier this week; he’s into it. STOP. YEAH. STOP. I am playing a solo gig this Saturday, October 16 at The Cat Club; shows at 6:00PM and 8:00PM. Be there. STOP. Rehearsing with Michelle Anthony today for upcoming gig at Silverlake Lounge, October 19th 9:30PM. Rock out. STOP. Day job

2004-10-05T15:03:00.000-07:00

Hey there, thanks for dialing me up and loving me to pieces. Tomorrow this old man turns the ripe old age of 42 – you can congratulate me later, when I’m done crying. I accept Paypal, Visa, Masterfraud and Miller Light. Where to start? How about here: Tribeca -- after dealing with the euphoric high of getting, then handling the savage blow of subsequently losing -- a drum commitment from the

2004-09-29T15:05:00.000-07:00

Happy again. Thanks, everyone, for your love and support. xoxox kErrY xoxox P.S. See you at the Eugene Edwards CD release party this Saturday, October 2nd (see website for details).

2004-09-27T08:57:00.000-07:00

Depression. Yeah, I could tell you about the amazing fishing trip Bernard Yin and I took last week, to the amazing Sierra’s; see my myspace page (under PHOTOS) for a picture of me – looking happy – and holding a rather large brown trout that I caught and released. Depression. Yeah, I could tell you about how the significant whatever and I hung out at the House of Blues last Friday night,

2004-09-16T17:13:00.000-07:00

Damn it, I finally did it. I uploaded a rough mix of a rough home demo called Changed My Mind. Yeah, it's rough. You wanna do better? Cool! Call me. 800.WRITE.MY.TUNES. Love means never having to say you're fondled. Now, go and wipe yourself off. K-loaded

2004-09-15T16:02:00.000-07:00

Hi there, kittens-n-kaboodles. Life has been very good of late, indeed. Despite the fact that the dayjob has been as frenzied as a microwave full of miniature daschunds, I have been getting things done. Unfortunately, this will be a brief blog so that I can get busy and do some more/again. The big news is that Tribeca has found a drummer -- the awesome Chris G. We auditioned no less than seven

2004-09-08T13:15:00.000-07:00

Okay, shit, here goes. Thanks for tuning in! I am super-busy of late, so, sadly, I must keep this blog ultra-brief. Last weekend, the Abe Lincoln Story played a FUN show down in San Diego -- thanks to everyone who came down (that means you, Ellen!). I, personally, feel it was one of the best shows yet; I was relaxed, comfortable, playing well, and the rest of the band was great as always. Nipper

2004-09-01T15:58:00.000-07:00

September! I once wrote a lyric that goes "No one ever sees September in cyberspace." How laughably banal. Anyway, thanks for stopping by the old weekly blog. Heeerrrreeeee's Johnny....(cue Jack Nicholson weilding an axe (a real axe, not a guitar)). Last weekend's party at our friend Sabrina's was INCREDIBLE. Nipper and I got there early -- like, around 8:00PM -- and we ended up partying until

2004-08-23T12:18:00.000-07:00

Hi there -- you little Susan, you -- thanks for dialing in my weekly blog. Let's get started, shall we? Early last week found Nipper and I relaxing, poolside, in beautiful Palm Springs -- awesome times! We stayed at the cool, homey Alpine Gardens motel, which the owners, Bill and Tommy, pretty much left to us and us alone. We were the only people staying there and we had the run of the place.

2004-08-11T11:31:00.000-07:00

Hello happy campers! Uncle Susan here with another weekly entry. Sigh, giggle, tell me more about my eyes. First, regarding gig news, the Abe Lincoln Story will be playing the infamous Viper Room in support of the one, the only, the rotund Trainwreck, featuring Kyle Gass of the awesome Tenacious D. Said gig takes place on August 18th, 2004; see you there, nakedly. Also next week I will endeavor

2004-08-06T16:41:00.000-07:00

Wow! What a week. Sorry I'm late with the entries (again), but DAMN if this day job hasn't been keeping me busy (the nerve!). So, where were we? Last Saturday afternoon, the Abe Lincoln Story played the Highland Park "Music in the Park" festival. We played in a bandshell designed by none other than John Phillip Sousa, and I must modestly say, we rocked righteously. Facing a relentless afternoon

2004-07-29T15:17:00.000-07:00

Goslings. Kashmir. Retrograde lemonade. These and other things pass for thoughts in this, my damaged mind. Thanks, you fuzzy warbler, for tuning into my Psychedelic Blog (where you can smell the words and taste the semen). Sorry I am once again FILTHY LATE. "What can I say", as the Scaggs-ster might sing. So, first and foreskin, let me thank everyone -- BeBelinda and Nipper -- who came out to

2004-07-23T13:45:00.000-07:00

A last, desperate plea! Yes, I am playing a solo (yawn) "church service" at International Pop Overthrow festival this Sunday, July 25th at 1:30PM (the Lord's half-hour). The Church of kOMpOsT is located at The Joint (a roadhouse temporarily masquerading as a place of worship), 8771 W. Pico Blvd., Los Angeles, (310) 275-2619. Admission is $6, and all proceeds go to charity (ie. David Bash) (just

2004-07-19T14:44:00.000-07:00

Cokebugs!

2004-07-19T11:40:00.000-07:00

Screetch. Scratch. Hey there, freaky fondlers, thanks for tuning into the old Weekly Blog, the Official Blog of the 2004 International Pop Overthrow festival. Ah, yes, nothing says 'summer' in Los Angeles like IPO. This is, what, the 5th or 6th consecutive year of IPO, and still going strong! I am happy to report that yours drooly will be playing a solo-acoustic set this Sunday, July 25th at the

2004-07-14T11:41:00.000-07:00

Late with the blog again! Nothing, absolutely NOTHING to report. Been partying like crazy. Been working on my IPO set. Been partying like crazy. Been working on new Abe Lincoln Story material. Been partying like crazy, with more parties on the horizon. That's about it. The dayjob has been keeping me busy. Been partying like crazy. More next week. Love you. xoxox kErrY xoxox

2004-07-06T10:14:00.000-07:00

So, it's been a couple of weeks, and no blog entries. I'VE BEEN BUSY! So many beheadings, so little time. Here's a quick update: Two weeks ago, my buddy Bernard Yin and I took a 12-mile roundtrip backpack/bushwack into one of the more remote LA/Ventura county areas, spending two days in blissful reverie fishing an awesome stream, seeing TONS of wildlife, and catching so many beautiful wild

2004-06-21T12:20:00.000-07:00

Honestly, is there anything in the world more stupid than the concept of Skoal Bandits? I didn't think so either. Well, the hell with it -- welcome to my shit-stained weekly blog, the Official Blog of the 1984 Winter Olympics. My name is Uncle Susan, and I'll be your host for this episode of "That's My Spleen". So, did any of you tune into the Abe Lincoln Story broadcast last Monday on KXLU's

2004-06-14T11:45:00.000-07:00

Hey ya'll, thanks for tuning into my weekly blog. I didn't write an entry last week -- I was down and out with a cold for a few days, missing some work and just staying home and resting, getting caught up with things around the house, taking it easy, etc. So, after a few days off and a full weekend of relaxing, I'm back. Nipper and I did basically nothing over the weekend, except for hang out

2004-06-01T12:11:00.000-07:00

"Hi, I'm kErrY, and I'd like to thank you for reading my blog. So, how was your Memorial Day weekend? That's great, so did we! What a coincidence. Okay, catch you later." And so it goes. Last weekend was pretty awesome, a nice mix of partying and mellowing out. Friday night found Nipper and I partying with everyone's favorite prog-surf band The MiGS; good times were had, even though we left

2004-05-27T10:59:00.000-07:00

Jacaranda. Everywhere, jacaranda. Purple and lavender. Don't bother washing or rinsing; just repeat. We're getting reports out of Lawndale that a jacaranda was involved in a carjacking; word out of Hollywood is that jacaranda are IT this year. Blankets of lavender form under every grinning, purple-toothed tree; the hillsides appear oddly adrift on soft lavender clouds. A rainbow comprised solely

2004-05-11T17:09:00.000-07:00

"Oh, you're here." I once heard those words blandly spoken by a daughter to her mother while I was having breakfast at a cafe in the small oil town of Taft, California on Mother's Day, 1993. Mom had just shown up at the cafe and joined her daughter and family for their special breakfast. So why was I in Taft having breakfast on Mothers Day, 1993? Read on, readers. I had just returned from a 5-

2004-05-04T11:04:00.000-07:00

Slammed. Rocked-out. Befondled. Befuddled. Bedraggled. This is me, after a solid nine-day break from the so-called rat race: exhausted, tired, somewhat cranky, and a touch resentful that I have to return to this ball-and-paycheck I affectionately call my day job. Enough of this sadness; back to last, glorious week. The first order of business was a wacky party that Nipper and I were invited to

2004-04-21T16:47:00.000-07:00

Ever get that feeling, the one that says "I need to go away for awhile, like, NOW"? That's me this week. I just don't feel like writing or doing much. Sure, I finished my Todd Rundgren "Liars" review last week -- that's a plus. Sure, I recorded a bunch of experimental guitar parts for a new Tribeca song -- that counts for something. But, really, all that's been on my mind is the week off I have

2004-04-12T14:13:00.000-07:00

Hi there, thanks for dropping by -- with your homemade marijuana coffee cake and fresh squeezed lime-orange juice spiked with LSD -- and paying little old me a visit. Little and old -- that about describes me these days. Hahaha; sob. So, what, if anything, is there to report? "Very little", he whispered in hoarse, whisky-scented breaths, "thankfully." Last week was the first week this freaking

2004-04-05T12:07:00.000-07:00

Hello, and thanks for reading my weekly message. Happy April (sad May). Sorry I missed last week's entry -- it was a crazy-daisy week, what with the live debut of the Abe Lincoln Story (which was a smashing success -- click here for audio and video), an all-day extreme trout fishing advenuture, and, of course, the dreaded day job. Let's start with the gig, shall we? What can I say, other than

2004-04-05T12:02:00.000-07:00

2004-03-29T11:00:00.000-08:00

Just a quick note: tonight I'll be playing guitar with the all-new and improved Abe Lincoln Story at Spaceland, Silver Lake, California, at 10:00PM, opening for Dengue Fever. More info at www.abelincolnstory.com. I'll post a full weekly report tomorrow, Allah willing. Love you. See you tonight. xoxox kErrY xoxox

2004-03-22T15:57:00.000-08:00

Drop me like Powerbait (tm) -- you're back, once again, like a heroin addict who can't escape the clutches of the ever-elusive high. You're back, like the acne that used to plague the nerdy kids in high school, returning to ravage innocent, sun-splotched faces (damn, I love the word "splotched"). You're back, like herpes on horseback; you're back, like Kotter; welcome back. I've been missing you

2004-03-15T16:49:00.000-08:00

Hey, wow, you're here again -- thanks! You know what? The spring season we've been enjoying here in Southern California has been freaking INCREDIBLE! It's been so mild, so sunny and beautiful, and all the local streams are running clear and fast, and the wildflowers are among the best and most varied I've ever seen -- I'm loving life, in case I haven't made that clear. Last weekend, me and my

2004-03-10T16:43:00.000-08:00

Hi there, and thanks for reading my weekly message. Sorry I'm a couple of days late in posting stuff -- it's been a busy time for me lately. First off, I want to offer my condolences to the family and friends of Gene Kraut, former manager of Love Featuring Arthur Lee. Gene recently passed away due to cancer. I met Gene last year when he hired me as the stage tech for Love's UCLA gig. He was a

2004-03-01T12:00:00.000-08:00

Rain. Sunshine. Love. Music. These are things that I enjoy, very much. Just thought I'd mention that so you knew what to get me for my birthday. Okay, so, once again, thank you and welcome to my weekly message, your up-to-the-minute source for all things kErrY. And that ain't much, folks, but I aim to change all that, one of these days; I just need to get more successful, first. Okay, ANY success

2004-02-25T16:24:00.000-08:00

So, this is my weekly message, and you're reading it right now (you're just finishing the last sentence as this one draws to a close). Isn't that special? Well, this is gonna be boring, I can tell you right now -- I'm too lazy to include any links this week, for some reason. I guess I'm not feeling very link-ish. But first of all, why don't you go to www.brianwilson.com and read some of the FAR

2004-02-18T10:38:00.000-08:00

Well hello there, you sweet young thang. Thanks *ever so much* for visiting my weekly blog -- I'm fondling you. Well, last week was pretty freaking cool if I do say so myself. I started the week off right by taking a day off and going trout fishing with my musician friend, the incredible Bernard Yin (check out his excellent prog-surf band The MiGs, and check out the many other bands he tours

2004-02-09T14:56:00.000-08:00

I think I'll make this a rather short blog entry, if I may beg thy pardon; I'm feeling especially lazy today, for the weather is warm and balmy, and oak-studded canyons beckon me the way a Fender Champ beckons a yellowed Stratocaster. It is unseasonably warm; the cannibals are restless (and curious yellow). There are fish in the air, so to speak. So, last week we -- we being Nelson Bragg, Rick

2004-02-03T13:17:00.000-08:00

Well, well, well, it looks like February is here; damn these eyes. For those of you across this great land of ours who are freezing, my advice is: put on a sweater. Or two. Meanwhile, out here on the Left Coast, all is comfortable and pleasant, if not exactly toasty. With those words, I welcome you to yet another of my weekly messages -- thanks for coming here and reading my wordz o' luv. Cough.

2004-01-26T12:26:00.000-08:00

Hey you -- out there all alone, sitting naked by the phone -- thanks for dropping by and checking out ye olde Weekly Message(tm). This author thanks you from the bottom of his...things. ONE DOWN: So, last weekend found me and my Tribeca bandmate Dave English deep behind the Orange Curtain, at the lovely tiki-fied studio of the one, the only, the befuddled Mike Simmons. We finished tracking

2004-01-19T11:45:00.000-08:00

Hey kittens-n-cows, happy Martin Luther King day to everyone (all 4 of you). So why am I working today, intently blogging? Ask my employer -- grrr. Anyway, thanks for dipping your little wax fingers into the steaming guacamole of my weekly blog, I appreciate your visit. So, did I tell you that Ronan Chris Murphy called me recently, interested in producing a couple of my tracks for the upcoming

2004-01-12T16:06:00.000-08:00

Wow -- I've got a lot to write about and not much time to do it; fondle me with a razor-strap. Let's dispense with the formalities first: Hey, how the fuck ARE you? Thanks for reading my weekly blog -- I'm falling in love with you all over again (and those weird sores are back, too). I have been a busy boy of late. Last Friday, I hightailed my ragged ass down to Orange County for a recording

2004-01-06T15:48:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year! Sorry I've fallen off the face of the earth over the last couple of frenzied weeks. I've been busy with the dreaded holidays, plus scheduling not one but TWO recording sessions this month, plus rehearsing with Tribeca, as well as working on some solo stuff. I've got other news for you, but for now, please accept this blog entry as your personal saviour. Let it fill you up,

2003-12-16T09:49:00.000-08:00

Hello, and thanks for visiting my weekly blog -- congratulations for finding me! Ugly old M-Blog started charging for their services (charging -- the nerve! Now the only free thing I can get on the internet is music, porno, literature, boo hoo, etc.), so here I am at Blogspot, completely naked under all my clothing. Here's hoping you'll continue to visit me every filthy week; I really enjoy

2003-12-15T12:12:00.000-08:00

Papa's got a brand-new blog. The freaks over at M-BLOG.com went and got all pay-per-use on me -- flock that! So, here I am, and here I be. Loving you, blind.