sxsw day three

for youre knowledge. i need a intern. i’ll be accpeting resumes when i get back to LA. must be a female. must be able to do things topless. muyst be able to remember all the people who i talk with during a comnfvention like last nnight. but must write shit down and take more pics than i do and interview people and fax the homeoffuice all the shit they need and must pack way more than 100 business cards cuz im already out.

muyst close my mouth when i drink. must not let me drink asw i sleep walk because its now 146pm and im waking up and im drunk and i hafta see mc brown rock the mic at his panel. must upload my piooccs and videos and tryuly must not let me go every day drunkblogging because yeah its cute but this very nice woman from cnn (who said i was cute – whoo hoo) said that someone recommended that she talk to me but she hasnt seen my blog before and i was all uhhh maybe youre better off not reading this this week cuz im full of booze and who knows what you’ll think.

last night i sat at the Odeo table during the web awards and i blogged and anywhere else that would be not at all cool and maybe it wasnt cool there but i think if anyone would understand it would be them. sorry i wasnt blogging for the busblog but i am now.

hi.

ok the buzznet blogads pbs knopff party was killer. they were turning away Dooce and Scoble and all these big wigs and normally thats cool but we actuiallly wanted those people in so we were all, dude if they arent carrying weapons please let them in, we have booze for them.

so theywere cool.

so i interviewed Craig from Craigslist and he acknowledged that the CEO of Buzznet, anthony batt actually did convince him to name craigslist craigslist.

i interviewed Scoble (pictured, right) and asked him the toughest question you could ask a blogger – whats your favorite blogs.

he held in there. then we went to Asher’s bar next door, the 710 room and it would be my local bar if i lived in Austin but the only way i would live in Austin is if i got a scholarship to be part of their Masters program – the one sk smith is in cuz sk knows her shit and she seems to like that school.

so dan and sk and marc and i drank and then walked over to 6th street and had some late night pizza and drank some more and all was well. all was well. im missing so much. ok the blogging while black panel was great.

there was even some controversy. George claimed that in the last panel that we were at i said that i was a “horrible writer” and i had to tell him that i dont remember saying that but now it dawns on me, i said that someone called me “the best bad writer out there” which i said that i loved because when you drunkblog or not spell check or

make new paragraphs whenever you want theres goonnna be people who say you suck or youre bad but when you get people to say that youre actually great at being bad then that is a freedom that most people dont have. fucking maureen dowd cannot

just
say
i
wanna
write

anywayiwanna write and say fuckshitfuckcuntpussycock whenever she wants.

a hot babe let me lick her nip last night, oh bodyshots thank you for existing

so george i think thats what you heard me say, but if i said i was a horrible writer then maybe i did, youre far more a sober soul than i.

there was more controversy at the panel like a white woman standing up and saying “yes i was the one who said that the moderator ‘spoke well’ last year.” which can be taken the wrong way among black folk because its like, what did you expect us to speak like? George Bush?

of course we’re well spoken.

afterwards we drank across the street and i got to meet some of the good people from the audience and oh shit its 4 minutes till marcs panel so i gotta shower and haul ass. i love you i need you i want you all.

tonights the google blogger party invite only, followed by the odeo party where i will interview ev and thank him for the 4398723 time for inventing this platform because without it i would certainly not be here today listening to NWA in this suite with a stack of business cards and phone numbers and this huge fucking smile on my face.

go to my buzznet page and watch the vids. i heart you all, bitches.

day two. sxsw.

for yr ass. its 439am its dark mc brown is snoring away and the verve are oplaying on the ipod machine. im drunk im tiurned im sleepy but i myst blog for your ass. i kmust , you want me to, and i wanna and here we are at a bologging fiaesta so here goes.

woke up early to do my thing at the panel. long lines. hugh forrest gets me outta the line and hustles me to the green room cuz my opanels gonna start in 15 minutes.l i eat a nmuffin and drink some water and meet my panel peepsl. all cool kids so we go to the room. its a fucking barn as they say in the blues brothers. huge room. huuuuuge. i think how are we gonna fill this place. ten mintues later the fuckers filled and im all fuck how are we gonna entertain these people, but mj has a cowbell so we’re good.

the panel went ok. actuially it went better than that, i only did ok. i only got like two really good laughs. i wanted more. i barely speak in public any more so when i do i wanna kill. i did ok. the best line was when we were talking about blogging about your job and cam from camworld.com was on our p[anel and it turns out he was the first person ever tgot get fired from blogging, not dooce, and i was all, ok heres the deal, dont write about your work, you might think “i hate my boss and i hope my boss gets hit by a truck and another truck hits that truck” but you cannot say that on your blog, im sorry. people laughed. they also laughed when someone asked about what do you do about your mom reading your blog and i said, im sorry but im not gonna let my mom get in the way of the stories that i want to tell to total strangers.

after the panel doc wanted me to meet halley suit. this turned into a lunch of about 9 people. all cool. we ate at the iron works because some one from my comments suggested it. hard to lose with ribs within 4 minutes of your convention, so thanks whoever you were;.

then i got back to the hotel and took a long shower to cleanse myself of the nervousness of talking to 3452345234 people. they say that most people consider public speaking to be scarier than death. me, i love public speaking but i also love cheating death so… but it still makes me nervous and i like feeling nervous, it reminds me that im alive and not the superhero that i pretend to be,.

after the nap i made my way to the red bull house. i walked most of the way and took a cab the rest of the way. all cabs no matter where you go in austin cost $3. its like living in 1966. girls will kiss you for a quarter too, its killer.

get to the house and i see that theres a car filled with punk rock looking suicide type girls and i recognize a blonde from earlier today, its the texas roller derby girls. one of them was bringing over smokes for her boyfriend who is a security guard for us. he asked me if he could get the girls some red bulls i said, only if they hang out in the house and stay all night.

the girls lit up cuz they wanted so baddly to see the house and they ran in and made themselves comfortable and said you better watch it we might end up sleeping under the pool table and i was all i fucking dare you to wake up under the pool table. and they said do you know who youre talking to and these girls have tattoos everywhere and hot clothes and great names and i said i know exctly who im talking to which is why i invited you and why i love you and why i want you to tell allyour roller derby friends to come here and liven up this taco stand and they said wait youre serious most people want to kick us out of places and i said i want you to enjoy yourself. i want you to have a great time. i want you to play pool and dance and live free or die.

and we took pictures and little movie interviews which i will upload when its not 453 am and we talked and talked and talked and i love these girls with all of my heart all of them and they said we will come back and come back and come back and i said good and then nick douglas showed up and then kyle bunch and his lovely lady and so many people, the director of the movie im seeing tomorrow, pick up the mic, about gay rappers, and these hot babes from google.

and the babes wanted to go to some party and we wanted to eat so we walked them to the party – almost 0- but we found a pizza place so we ate slices and then found them at the party and all these google people were there and marc canter adn ev williams and biz and shit the whole world pretty much and we went to the roof and watched everyone on the streets it waws a parade of fashiopn pretty much and the druinks kept coming and soon it was 136am and we had one more bar to go to

so we went there and it was cool but a little too mellow so we went across the street and Honky was playing which are Austins answer to ZZ Top and who knew that you needed and answer to ZZ Top but you know what you do cuz these boys fucking rulked AAMND they have the long beards and it was a fun clun and then we ate tacos from a roach coach and mc brown said fuck this its only midnight in LA i wanna party more

and mc brown made exactly ONE phone call and said toddy-b wheres the after party in this town and whadday know toddy b was djing at an after hours clunb so we went there and the girls were so fine ladies and gentlemen of the jury that we had to dance and driunk red bulls cuz thats all they could serve after 2am and we did that till 4 and took a cab home and listend to ipod tunes and i have now blogged which means i can sleep in until noon and eat and see the movie and go to my final panel and then party some more hopefully with leah or pants or the google girls or dan and sara, or raspil or the deputy, or if all fails the roller derby chicks or whatever new people we run into tomorrow.

i dont ever want to leave here.

austin, sxsw, day one,

for your ass.

ok dude its 3am. i dont know how this blogging thing is gonna work because im drunk im tuired im happy anad im sad. im sad cuz all of you cant be with us. im happy because i got to meet one of my all time blogging heroes LEAH of vacant.cc tonight and shes cuter than can be and supoer sweet and has the most adorable texas accent that i totally wasnt expecting because i guess her blog doesnt have that drawl yall but there it was.

she brought a girl she had just met on mypace and because they were both underage they drank cokes i mean red bulls since we were at the red bull house which is awesome and huge and killer.

i cant tell you all about it tonight but i will tell you about it later in the meantime go to RedBullHouse.com and yhou will see all the cool pics being taken by me and marc and a few other people who wwe gave cameras to.

i gotta say im really lucky. i kmnopw i sawy that a lot, but its true. tonight walking down 6th street with dan and sara and pants and chris and marc i felt so lucky because they closed down the streets and people are falling over themselves and this dude was close to passing out right infront of six cops on horses.

lindsey and leahmuchas gracias needs to go out to sara who got me and marc powerstips and bought us beers and are always fun to be with.

also dude shit I got to hang out wiht Doc Searls who was so cool. i hope i get to hang out with him some more while hes out here. this is such a geek fest cuz you get to tell people how much you love their blogs and exactly what you like about them. i got to tell doc hhow much i liked his airplane shots from above palm springs and santa babrara because i love being jealous of peoplke.

i got quized by leah about the jobs that she had gottenn fired from over ther years and i even got a qustion right about when she worked for her dadds cable company. i probably came off as a huige stalker but someitmes you find someone who seems cool in theire blog and you just sorta read it and thats all. and shes kelp[te her blog rolling for all these years and ive been reading it since the start prettyt much and wow how fun to meet her.

also this morning someone recognized me in the hotel lobby as me and marc were checking in and i was all dude this trip has already been 100% worthwhile for me. this is the best.

also its warm if not hot and after being at LAX this morning when it was 40 degrees it was so great to be in 80 degree texas temps.

i have to go to bed so i can wake up, register and speak on my first panel at 10am tomorrow. im going to kill my agent for signing me up for any panel that starts before 1pm.

i heart you all. lots.

Red Bull House pics + leah + doc searls + sk smith + the pants

marc brown put an ad in Craigslist

so we could hire a few paid interns at Buzznet. on the first day we got 50 killer resumes, one better than the other.

this week we got to actually work with two who marc and anthony liked. a young lady and a young gentleman.

the young lady is fresh from an ivy league school, knows a shitton about the indie scene, seems to have some cool friends here in LA, and was brave enough to join me for 99 cent soul food over by usc this afternoon.

shes pretty awesome.

the young gentleman is a myriad of beautiful tattoos, piercings, and more tattoos. this morning i picked him up outside the loft and he was halfway through henry rollins’ new book. of his many tats he has a huge black flag symbol. he knows everything about the dark side of music – my side.

so today i asked him if he would go through the 987 bands that are scheduled to play sxsw next week and advise me as to which shows i shouldnt miss. you know, because im old and out of it.

below is what he sent me.

i believe he passed the audition.

Wednesday March 15:

-Talib Kweli @ La Zona Rosa (612 W 4th St) @ 10:15PM If you don’t know who this mastermind is, I won’t tell you. Go see him.

-Shook Ones @ Redrum (401 Sabine Ave) @ 11:00pm. My band has played a couple of shows with these guys. Besides being hilarious, they can rip out one of the tightest sets I’ve ever heard. Fast, melodic hardcore in the vein of Kid Dynamite.

-Immortal Technique @ Red Eyed Fly @ 12:30AM. In my opinion, he’s hands-down one of the most intelligent lyricists/MCs I’ve ever heard. Super smart hip hop. Listen and learn.

-Genitallica @ Opal Devine’s Freehouse (700 W 6th St) @ 1:00AM. I have never heard of this band and I know nothing about them. But they’re from Monterrey, Mexico and their name is Genitallica! What the fuck? How could you NOT go? [pictured, above]

-Mogwai @ Stubb’s (801 Red River St) @ 1:00AM. I’ve never seen them live, but apparently you can get totally ripped to their live show and it makes it 100 times better. I like the music.

Thursday March 16:

-Blackalicious @ Town Lake Stage At Auditorium Shores @ 6:00pm. Go watch him rhyme your face off.

-Circle Takes The Square @ Room 710 @ 7:45 pm. Start your Thursday out right and see this thrash/grand/stoner rock/sludge/dual gender vocalist team rip shit up. You will never, ever hear a band like this. Their music is all over the place and it actually makes sense as opposed to being dissonant and weird for the sake of being dissonant and weird. DO IT.

-Morrissey @ Austin Music Hall (208 Nueces St) @ 9:30PM. Ok. So I like mopey depressing rock. And The Smiths. Hey, you never know who loves Morrissey!

-Goldfrapp @ Austin Music Hall @ 12:15am. It’s Goldfrapp. Enough said.

-GOGOL BORDELLO @ Emo’s Main Room @ 12:45AM. FUCKING. HELL. Now I’m jealous that you’re going. This is one of the most supremely awesome bands in all existence. Think a travelling gypsy band, complete with dancers and shriekers, who all listen to Black Flag and The Clash. UNREAL. Gypsy punk at its best. Fantastic live show too!!! GO GO GO GO GO GO. [pictured, right]

– Hank Williams III @ Antone’s (213 W 5th St) @ 1:00am. Guy is a godsend.

Friday March 17:

-The Loved Ones @ Redrum (401 Sabine Ave). They go on at 8:00 pm. Think catchy Green Day if they actually played punk these days. Fast, catchy, and oh so wonderful.

-Jello Biafra’s Host Show at The Jackalope, featuring a bunch of new Alternative Tentacles artists, should atleast be interesting. The man’s got a great ear for bizarre yet compelling music.

-Lucero @ Red 7 (611 E. 7th St.) at 10:30pm. Super passionate folk punk. Their shows are like giant drunken parties. Go just for that.

-Atmosphere @ Emo’s Main room at 12:30am. The guy can flow, he samples the widest variety of music (short of what Z-Trip does, but that’s a different thing), and he’s mesmerizing.

-At 12:30, Ted Leo & The Pharmacists @ Red 7. Same time as Atmosphere, but holy shit, he writes terrific pop songs.

-Helmet @ Redrum Annex @ 12:45am. I would go just to see if they play old shit. Old Helmet = Wonderful.

-Do not attend Emo’s Annex or any Drive-Thru records showcases unless you’d like to bleed out of your ears. Some of the whiniest, most contrived music ever made!

Saturday March 18:

– Division of Laura Lee @ Red Eyed Fly (715 Red River St) @ 12:00am

– Cephalic Carnage @ Room 710 (710 Red River St) @ 12:00am It’s a bunch of stoners who love grind and death metal. Their bass player puts on the most fantastic show. Amazing.

-Municipal Waste @ Room 710 @ 1:00am. If you ever dug Slayer, the first 3 Metallica albums, or Exodus, these guys are perhaps one of the greatest crossover bands I’ve heard in years. Most of their songs are less than 2 minutes long, are played at 1000bpm, and have ridiculous song titles. Check them out if you can.

Sunday March 19:

-I couldn’t find anything I even knew, let alone liked. YIKES. I am no longer cool NOR relevant!

complete lineup for 3/15 + 3/16 + 3/17 + 3/18 + 3/19

its so funny how people sometimes accuse me of doing things for hits

pete wentz when if they would simply look at my stats, which are totally public, they would see that just like most blogs, the traffic is pretty steady and reliable.

and then you come across situations like today when people are looking for the bottomless pictures of Fall Out Boy bassist and heartthrob Pete Wentz nude.

and people know that Pete posts tons of pictures, mostly personal pictures, of himself and his life and his band and all of that on Buzznet, and i guess because i have mentioned him a few times on this blog the busblog comes up when people search for “pete wentz nude.”

as if ive ever posted pics of any dude nude, or chick for that matter.

sometimes you might see a nipple or lord help us a breast but if i put a weiner on here id never hear the end of it.

so for those of you who are looking for this fine fellows phallice, yes i have seen the pictures, yes i have the pictures, but no theyre not on buzznet and theyre definately not on the busblog.

buzznet tries to uphold a PG-13 lifestyle. meaning, and i know its not fair, but female frontal nudity is ok, but male bottomlessness is not ok. its ok if you put it in a private gallery, but its not ok if its just out there.

under a clandestine tattoo.

with lots of hair all around it.

so yeah, if i was a hit whore id have that picture up and id say “there it is kids, a bass players peen, arent i the best!”

i know thats what some of the gossip blogs do and sure enough their readers say, “yup youre the best, omg i love you, omg if you werent gay id omg have your babies, gahhhh.”

what i really dont understand is how those blogs can keep the pictures up after pete writes something like this on the official Fall Out Boy blog

Wednesday, March 8, 2006
this just in.

so as some of you obviously know someone hacked into my sidekick and took pictures off of it. this was very upsetting and a total invasion of privacy. i can’t explain to you how it feels. whats even more absurd to me is that anyone would care to see a couple of racy pictures of some shitty, dirty boy. after feeling badly about this for about 24 hours, i am now ready to get back to laughing.

its been a tough couple of weeks for me lately. the only good thing about times of adversity is that you realize who your real friends and fans are- and the rest go away- which in my mind is an ok thing. i just wanted to take the time to thank the people who continually stand by my side- a special thanks to absolutepunk.net and mikey way for being amazing.

the moral of the story: if you really dont want pictures of yourself to end up on the internet. dont take the pictures.

now please return to the shittalking at whatever messageboard you are at.

OMG! gaah. i forgot the most important part- how the fuck did santino not win? santino > pete wentz – for sure- thought i could have understood if daniel won, but her? blah.

now you can really go back.

posted by: pete

i mean really, bro didnt mean to have those out there, FOB is already in the top ten, theyve graduated from playing the Wiltern like they did in October to headlining the Sports Arena when they come back here next month, just like theres no reason for me to try to get bs hits, theres no reason for him to literally expose himself for… more exposure.

so if he doesnt want the pics out there, throw the guy a bone and respect his wishes.

i know its easy for me to say because he obviously gets Buzznet lots of hits, but there are many ways that we could exploit that relationship and we dont, theres tons of ways for us to even capitalize on the FOB popularity but we dont, mostly because it’s not Fall Out Boy via their management via their label on Buzznet, its the user Pete doing exactly what the user Matt and the user Wil and the user Tony do on Buzznet, take pics and have people comment on them.

one thing ive learned from this though is after Paris and now Pete, who really wants to have a Sidekick any more? clearly theyre far too easy to hack into.

B + jason + joshua + rob + rick + JaG + mitya + the keeze + prufrock + chuck + sahalie + wes + aaron

dear bloggy blog

im sorry baby if ive been neglecting your sweet ass. i dont mean to do it. please dont take it personally. ive been so busy you have no idea.

we’re doing everything at Buzznet to make things look better and run smoother and be better that im up till 2am almost every night doing my part and the boys in the trenches are doing even more work.

stay tuned for our official relaunch late this month and meantime please pardon our dust as we reinvent the rock.

and i know it might not seem that all the time the buzzy is buzzing but thats because sometimes in order to build shit youve gotta break shit.

sometimes you have to take a few steps back to get a good start. sometimes you have to crouch low to jump high.

but baby i never mean to push you to the side or stick you on the back burner.

nobody puts bloggy in the corner.

today i had lunch with ms karisa the besta and the whole time she was looking at her watch and i was looking at my sun dial because shes making magic at her place of employment just like she always does whereever she works. and one day she and i will get to work together again and that day will be beautiful.

speaking of beautiful, cheese n rice that girl is hot sometimes. we ate at the la brea tar pits which is a favorite of the Field Trip crowd and some of these kids had obviously never seen a movie star before and they were running and running and they caught a glimpse of karisa and stopped dead in their tracks and the kids chasing them crashed into them and the pileups were humorous.

we watched the seagulls fight over the little kids’ forgotten wheatbread sandwhiches and speculated what it was that made kids these days so damn fat cuz we saw hella fat kids.

karisa and i both grew up in less than tropic enviorns and still we were outside running around until the wee hours, imagine if we had these sorts of climes back in the day.

we ate food from Black Dog and danielle if youre reading this theres no way i can go to the Dog without thinking of you. all of your favorite people are still working there so the next time you make your way up north to hell-a we’ve gotta eat there together and relive the past. and wear something see thru please kthnx.

ok back the grind bloggy. please know that when i get to austin i dont know how often i will be able to write because not only will i be rocking out all night but im also gonna be on the clock for buzznet. yes there will be wifi in the room and wifi in some of the events that i’ll be attending but shit man do you really want me to walk around with a laptop AND camera bag like a common tourist? ok i know you do, but idont wanna, i wanna drink and kiss random girls and encourage the rockstars to act like actual rockstars and not all emo and boring.

karisa said i looked like i had gotten a little color in my face and i said maybe the argentinian chick from the other day had rubbed off on me and she nearly choked on her egg salad.

no justice no peace,

tony

ps last night i had an email chat with leah and shes pretty much the coolest twenty year old austinite ive never met

in 1997 when many of you were still in grade school

i was selling peanuts hot dogs and garlic fries in Candlestick Park, working for the san francisco giants.

i could have either sold shit there or across the bay in oakland, but instead of watching 82 games of the Bash Brothers of Mark McGwuire and Jose Canseco (with special guest star in left field Jason Giambi), i decided to keep it real and find out for myself what the deal was with Barry Bonds.

what i learned was Bonds was an enormous prick, everyone associated with him was a prick, and the only saving grace of the season was the Giants were in first place most of the year and i got to not only attend a playoff game but work it.

it was an awesome job. you could look in the paper to find out what time you had to go to work the next day.

and although the Gyros were successful it was a bittersweet ride because their star was such a fucking diva who you sorta rooted against.

well yesterday was the day when all that rooting paid off. barry bonds was exposed for being the asshole that he is. after hundreds of hours of interviews, thousands of pages of documentation, and even some hidden microphones recording secrets from the star’s personal trainer, two reporters from the SF Chronicle have compiled a book to let us know what we already knew – Barry Bonds juiced up and lied to us all.

just like canseco told us last year.

just like we always assumed.

apparently numbers dont lie, you cant hit 73 home runs when youre 39 years old unless youre doing something drastically different han everyone else.

and apparently would-be hall of famers do lie.

barry bonds is going down and it couldnt happen to a more miserable cunt. born in the lap of luxury to a father who was an all star (bobby bonds), and tutored by a godfather who was possibly the greatest baseball player of all time (willie mays). instead of appreciating that headstart and being humble, bonds walked around like he deserved the silver spoon.

instead of watching how former stars like willie stargell or willie mccovey handled their fame and fortune, he acted like a cock to the fans and a pussy to the press.

what he is getting now, in what should have been his first year in retirement, but ended up being his first year truly having to explain his behavior, is just desserts.

if only he hadnt been a greedy fuck. if only he hadnt tried to cheat to break hank aarons record. if only he had put down the needle and cut his losses. but pride is a motherfucker and juice is a hell of a drug.

the busblog rarely disses fellow Blacks, but barry bonds has given a black eye to all his brothers and sisters by trying to steal the home run crown away from a brotha who started in the negro leagues and was delivered death threats as he approached babe ruths record. hank aaron should have received the respect that he deserved from barry bonds, but instead barry tried to rob him.

and now that we have seen that one of the greatest players ever had to resort to cheating on such a large scale, perhaps one of the silver linings to this mess is that we finally know just how awesome hammering Hank’s record truly is.

meanwhile i hope barrys nuts start solidifying right now before our eyes and i hope hes kicked out of baseball and his numbers are erased from the record books. all his numbers. for all he is today is what he was when i watched him that summer – a zero – and the biggest dope in baseball.

aaron gleeman on kirby puckett + sk smiff + kitty bukkake + krista