I would have to explain that on the day before The voodoo Organist I made a decision that I was going to run at least 1 mile everyday for at least ninety days. That show was land mark for 3 reasons 1 I started running 2 there was a real complaint lodged against us for the first time on a night that I did not feel the need get a sound permit. Thus causing us to abuse the system of sound permits. And 3 the turn out was very high considering, because it was the first show that had the power of the street team behind it. Because tonight on my jog I went through in my head the events that took place in my basement last night. And as the miles passed I decided that because of those three events of the Voodoo night and the way things played out. Monday night was a great night to be involved in the scene and with live music. Two things outside of my family have taken over my life one my running and the other, the Olive Branch. So on a side bar. And to combine the two somehow, I will offer to the first person to get right at any of my shows. Free admission. To the guy who can guess how many miles I have run since the night of the Voodoo Organist.

I started real early, moving my drums, cleaning out the water bucket and mounting a fan. Setting up the PA was fun and I my have more than once by now shouted out Talking Heads ‘Don’t Worry About the Government’. I got the basement in concert shape in anticipation of a cop free sound permit dare I say authority free show. If we all make sure to not piss my neighbors off I think we can keep it that way. Because frankly getting a sound permit is a catch 22 that both allows you some freedoms but also alerts the poh what you are up to.

The trimming couldn’t ne more perfect. Just after my pre show shit the bands showed up. They were in my opinion very polite and very shy. Falling in line with Kerry’s theory about Eastern and Western bands. (Ask her sometime.) But I was more than happy to offer some hints of home to a group of people that no doubt needed to get off the road. Some were on the net while the line to the bathroom was never ending and a few showers were taken too I hope. Mostly we waited for the locals while studying the geo-political satire that lay somewhere underneath the comedy plot in the cold war era classic Weird Science.

Turnout wasn’t high but they were all new friends of mine. People I have met from doing this. And people I like and were very happy to see. As a group I can’t think of any who would be finer to be on my capture the flag team this Wednesday after the pie eatin contest. Singing Thin Lizzy’s The boys are back in town adding a hoppie to myself as I think of our 20 man flag capture roster. Better watch out MacManierberry!

The First band was Robotny and I would say two thongs here 1 I think it should be, especially if that line up becomes more permanent, OK for you all to play 101 songs. And 2 don’t be so down on your selves, it rocked. I can’t wait to see you guys when you are confident. The streeker Dillion busted up the window in his hatch back by putting his fist through it in anger because he being the perfectionist he is missed a note in the Stolen Faith master piece. Oh well, Streeker man better your hatch back than your pregnant wife.

Next was the Oracle. Who reminds me of Seneca when he had long hair before he was rocking out with Arkhem and the Jahova crew. Very Cobainish with a service to nobody slacker taco bell order taking kid that isn’t listening to you again as you repeat a bean burrito with no onion. And needs a haircut. God damn I think we all want a piece of that synth action.

The Clampdown we very stable band almost planted but as I came up to guard the house from upstairs it was rocking out and so was I. I was clapping to the last two songs from upstairs even though I knew the band couldn’t hear me.

Members of the Yellow Press rocked out. Holy shit. They were fun. Loud wall-of-noise almost dancey and then a STOP a couple of taps on a glockenspiel and then with a furry again. I noticed that were we all about merch and by the performances I would have thrown money at them even if they didn’t have merch. Milwaukee is Andrewsian for the rock land.

Then the Mississippi Sex kitten did nothing to insure the mass exodus they promised. Mostly because as a flag capture unit we cannot be broken by crappy music. It was hella cool to see Shane strip tease for the Clampdown singer guy though. HAHAHHA I to touch myself. Pizza was had by the bands and the Flag capturing strategy was hammered out. Those of you who sold us out for Hardee’s burger burger burger burger bun it’s the only way I can get enough meat man. Knock me over with a heather. ....... Had better watch out because you flag will be up on our tent by OUR fire and that’s a promise.