tsar is playing this friday at the infamous viper room

on the sunset strip

if youre in LA you should get your tickets now.

“Band Girls Money” (whalen, kern)
from the album Band Girls Money
TVT Records

I’ve seen the President’s feet when he walks down the street
He’s gotta stovepipe hat, he’s got wooden teeth
Gonna make a big scene with a nuclear bomb
gonna rent a limousine with his sunglasses on
His girlfriend’s name is Kathy Fong
She blew his mind from the here to beyond
She sold him out to the LSC,
they cleaned him up, put him on T.V.
and that’s why,
I wanna testify
It’s as easy as this!
He’s gonna show up and get his kicks!

He’s got the band, (the band) the girls (the girls), the money
He’s got the band, (the band) the girls (the girls), the money
Alright!

They threw him up cuz they could not wait
to see his Penthouse face on a dinner plate
They shot his heart full of electrolytes
but check the calibration was not quite right
Well that’s right!
He’s lying on the floor
and then they want somemore
He’s flying high and looking bored!

He’s got the band (the band), the girls (the girls), the money
He’s got the band (the band), the girls (the girls), the money
Oh no!

Everyone will rock Los Angeles
Ya gotta live with your mom and dad!
This guitar is a lie,
love is alive,
get while the gettin’s good!
Heartbreakerrrrrrrrrr!

He’s got the band, the girls, the money.
He’s got the band, the girls, the mahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Hey, I saw a letter from you! It’s got profit and why it’s wrong!
And it’s time to shed your skin!
And then it said that love is war!
I said, he’s got the band!

my problem is i like to eat

i went over to her plush apartment and she was sitting there stretched out on the couch.

little pink fuzzy slippers on.

little shiny smile on. said, whaddya wanna do?

i said eat.

she said whaddya wanna eat?

and the problem with some babes is they really are too young. i think im starting to learn that. they havent figured out how to talk in a sexy way so they really shouldnt practice with a senior citizen.

its like trying to pull away from the curb in a little car that has stick shift and jumping from first gear to fourth. not only isnt it meant to go that way but you really should squeal before you moan.

said suzy q’s.

she was all, whats a suzy q?

poor girl wasnt schooled in the world of hostess baked goods?

this is whats wrong with america.

they dont tell you this but los angeles is a far more diverse place than pretty much anywhere other than new york, but in some cases even more diverse. this one was from a planet i cant even pronounce. but i’ll try.

iowa.

she wasnt as hot as miss iowa ’99, but close. but looks are the devils three card monte. you think you have the game won and all of a sudden life flips over the truth and youve lost. so the best idea is to look into their heart.

lemme see your heart baby, you say as you lean down to kiss her clavicle. she jerks away surprised cuz your stubble has grown in but hell its 12:30 at night. one of us hasnt shaved since 8am and the other one of us is probably too young to shave anywhere.

you root down in search of the heart and yes that sounds like second gear,

maybe i should release the clutch.

or whatever that is

as the shadows start speaking the international language of hi.

this is a picture of karisa doing a mini triathlon

i think you start off with a swim in the ocean, then you ride your bike like 15-20 miles, then you do like a half marathon.

no big whoop.

thats what i love about this picture. for most of us the mile or two that youd have to swim would be a workout all its own. or the prospect of a huge run after the long bike race would be enough to make you all, !@#!@#@, but theres karisa just smiling away like its the most fun thing in the world.

maybe it is the most fun thing in the world. but i will never know because i still have two flat tires on my bike and my swim suit says Chicago Cubs on it.

speaking of politics. lets talk about politics. the busblog has been amazingly consistent in its stance about being partisan. i believe that people do themselves a disservice when they say oh im a liberal or oh yeah im a conservative. what is that?

if you ask me all thats doing is allowing the politicians to suck at their jobs.

if i knew, for example that no matter what i wrote, day in, day out, i would have millions and millions of readers who might whine a tad but ultimately support me when it mattered, i would end up being the laziest, fattest, most boring blogger ever. but because i know that on any given day you might leave the busblog and never come back it sorta makes me have to earn it each and every day.

i think thats healthy.

but in politics people choose their sides and mostly stick with em. they dont care what positions their “party” goes for, they will back them. the dems for example gained the majority in congress after the last elections. many think they were hired to go in there and end this war, impeach the president, and stop all this crazy spending. the democrat-led congress has done none of that. they havent even tried. and the result? yawns from the people who took time out to vote for them.

same could be said for the republicans. conservatism is based around certain ideals like a small government, a balanced budget, and a strong national defense. this administration has a bloated government, the highest deficit ever, and a military that is busying itself with the furthest thing from a defense – more like an offense.

when you allow “your” party to veer so far off it’s goals AND THEN continue to support them, then you have become part of the problem.

american citizens should go back to being the employer. we can vote out whoever we want. we can vote in whoever fits what we believe in and what they say they will do. if they dont do what they say they are going to do, they should be fired. period.

instead we coddle them and pretend that if we vote for others our world will crumble.

meanwhile our world goes through massive changes everyday regardless. and id have to say most of that is due to our own doing and our lack of individualism and courage to do the right thing.

if you felt a disturbance in the Force

it was because one of our friends, Dino Scoppettone passed away last night.

in a very weird moment, i prayed for dino in the middle of the night. every night before i go to sleep i pray. but for some reason last night i forgot to include him. it was late, so technically he was already gone, but i didnt know that. so when i had been asleep for a few minutes something got into my head and said, i think you forgot to pray for dino. so i did.

this morning the Nexus email backchannel was circulating the emails that he had lost his fight to Sarcoma Cancer found in his liver and kidney.

because im an optimist, i want to believe that last night i was woken up when dino was at the pearly gates and st. peter said, hmmmm scoppettone, why does that name sound familiar? and dino said, i worked at EA sports? and dino said, no, no. and dino said, i went to UC Santa Barbara? and st. peter said, hmmmm, what else? and dino said i wrote at the Daily Nexus? and st. peter picked up the phone and called me in my sleep and said, can you vouch for one dino scoppettone? which is when i was glad to say – heck yeah st. peter!

Dino’s dad wrote this last night:

My son, Dino passed away this evening a little after 8PM. My heart hurts to say it and I know yours hurts to hear it. But this was Dino’s Journey. Over the months, on those nights when I thought about losing him, I stayed away from it by insisting on focusing on the present. For most of my life, I’ve been something of a rehearsed man, often planning things months in advance. No more. I told myself that I will know what to say if this day ever comes, and now this day is here.

My son was a beautiful man who belonged to all who knew him. No loner was he, but rather a blend of everyone he met and loved, interwoven with his buddies and their children and their parents and his workmates. Though he didn’t raise a family of his own, he belonged to many families, and over the past weeks and months, we’ve had the privilege to meet them, all wonderful people.

When I finished a novel some years ago, he read it, and re-read it, and re-read it again, each time adding a missing comma or suggesting another way to punch up a phrase. And each time I trusted him. He and I spoke the same language.

When it came time for him to move on tonight, his mother, Mary was rubbing his hair, and around his bed, everyone touched him gently; my wife, MiMi; my son, Nick with his fiance, Amber; Dean’s stepbrother, Chris and his girl Virginia; and his good friend, Andrew McGraw. Moments after he passed, Carlos arrived, as well as Dino’s special friend, Andi who had flown from Seattle.

Over the months, as we saw all the responses to his blogs, it became apparent that there were many people we had never met. Can I ask a favor of all of you? We really need to touch you, whether truly hand in hand or by e-mail. Here’s my e-mail address: dsco7545@comcast.net. If you knew my son or read his blog, would you e-mail me and tell me your thoughts? This journey of the last three months wasn’t done alone, it was done with all of you.

I will let you know of the funeral arrangements as soon as I know. For sure, the gathering will be in Santa Cruz. Hold us in your hearts. We love you all. And my boy continues on the grandest journey of them all.

when i was sports editor of the nexus, dino wrote about soccer (i believe) for me. always friendly, always boisterous. definitely a part of the team. this news makes me pretty sad because there was something about the nexus that made me think we were all indestructible. the truth of the matter, sadly, is we’re all mortal and we never know when this escalator to everywhere is gonna be over.

so kiss the girl you have a crush on, eat all your gelato, and hug yr friends extra hard.

glad to know youre in the good place, dino. you deserve it.

the easiest way you can help a film that can help everyone

you may remember this interview i did with my great friend AJ in january. she is muscle behind At Your Cervix, the documentary about making pelvic exams comfortable and respectful.

the film shows some controversial and revolutionary approaches to teaching doctors how to better treat the women that they examine.

aj and “at your cervix” is in the last stages of finishing up and they need some funding to complete everything. either you can flow them some cash via paypal

or you can do something that wont cost you anything other than about 45 seconds of your time:

a site called Ideablob is giving $10,000 away to an idea (like this film) that gets the most votes. to vote for At Your Cervix, you just register with ideablob, all they ask for is a username and a password and an email address. then they send you a confirmation email which you click. then you vote. it all takes under a minute.

so help out women everywhere by helping out aj and this great film.

happy sunday. cubs are tearing the cover off the ball.

and its time for the answers of axe tony

Jorge: Greetings from Spain, Tony. I have a question for you. Are we all NUTS?

yes we are all nuts. all of us. you me the president the next president the president of nbc who even on a saturday decided to make those of us on the west coast wait till 11pm to watch history, cub fans, sox fans, those who believe that true love will prevail, those who believe in rock, christians, atheists, those who dont buy smokey and the bandit trans ams because they dont have airbags, super hot babes who dont get aids tests, youngsters who dont use condoms Every time, people who work out every day, people who dont work out every day, those who eat too much, those who think that its better to live to 100 even though everyone knows those last 20 years are filled with death and pain and suffering and misery and loneliness and misunderstanding and ageism, those who make “chinese eyes” and think that because many in their nation think that thats not racist that the world wont think its racist, and those who think that because things are offensive in their home country they must be racist everywhere else. yes we are all crazy and thats one reason im glad that god let me live here. i fit right in.

Matt Welch: Finish this puzzle: What The Replacements were to the ’80s, and what Pavement was to the ’90s, ________ is to the aughts.

Tsar. truly underrated. too talented for the masses. good loud but best when being subtle.

Alys: Which do you consider to be the most influential year in music ever? Which decade?

The year is easy – 1980. Check out these albums that were released in the US during that 12 month period: Back in Black, The River, Dirty Mind, London Calling (US), Women and Children First, Zenyatta Mondatta, Saved, Sandinsta!, Black Market Clash, Los Angeles, Emotional Rescue, Get Happy, Boy, Boys Don’t Cry, Heartattack and Vine, Glass Houses, British Steel, End of the Century, Double Fantasy, Ace of Spades, Freedom of Choice, Scary Monsters, Love Stinks, Remain in Light, Heaven and Hell, Hi-Infidelity, Empty Glass, I Just Can’t Stop It, Just One Night, Absolutely Madness, Blizzard of Ozz, The Blues Brothers soundtrack, Decline of Western Civilization soundtrack, The Jazz Singer soundtrack, The Rose soundtrack, Fame soundtrack, 9 to 5 soundtrack, Urban Cowboy soundtrack, Xanadu soundtrack, Flash Gordon soundtrack, Making Movies, Kings of the Wild Frontier, Memories, One for the Road, Crimes of Passion, Departure, Flesh + Blood, The Game, Head Games, Paradise Theatre, Paris, Permanent Waves, The Romantics, Iron Maiden, INXS, Mekons, Suicide, Pretenders, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, The Psychedelic Furs, Tangerine Dream, On Through the Night, Panorama, Seventeen Seconds, Uprising, Wild Planet, and Paranoid Time which was the first recording of The Minutemen.

I’d say the best decade was the ’80s as well, because that’s when all my most recent girlfriends were born.

Dan: is there any chance that you’ll still go to the concert I recommended in October, even though you didn’t take to that Cd I sent (yet)??

nope. i like rock music. i like devil music. i like music that breaks down boundaries, reaches into my soul, shows me my heart and shoves it back in the bones built in me. if im gonna give any scandinavian music my precious time its going to be swedish metal, not dreamy music to float to sleep by.

tina: what do you do (other than blog) when you just can’t get to sleep???

im a million years old. i can fall asleep in 3 minutes under any circumstance. i can fall asleep during a russian invasion, i can fall asleep while a visitor is watching porn, i can fall asleep as a girl in nothing but cowboy boots cries because she thought she was pregnant and thought it was mine but i wouldnt return her calls. rarely do i blog while falling asleep. but if i really had to fall asleep and for some reason i dont, i read joyce carol oates.

keir: What’s your initial verdict on Manny as a Dodger? If you’ve already said so, sorry that I missed it.

i have written about manny before, but its ok if you missed it, i realize this blog isnt very user friendly. i love him. he’s the only reason i would go to dodger stadium if they werent playing the cubs. hes the reason why dodger fans will actually use their season tickets. and he is the reason why the dodgers will actually have some butts in the seats before the fourth inning.

Sharp (aka Azreal Darkskies): What’s your favourite mixed drink? Have you ever drank whiskey from a tea cup?

it depends on the time of day. in the morning a screwdriver, at brunch mimosa, at lunch rum n coke, at linner jack n coke, at dinner a long island ice tea, in vegas an amaretto sour, and after hours a neat baileys. we dont have tea cups in hollywood. we have the lips of near virgins.

Phaedra: when you are chillin’ in your pad, do you wear shoes, flip-flops, socks, or the good old bare foot?

i had very bad athletes foot when i was a lad, so my feet are quite sensitive. currently im barefoot because im typing you from my living room which has a relatively new oriental rug. when i walk around my house i use adidas plastic sandals. if i am going to be in sandals for more than a few minutes i put socks on first. looks dorky but my feet will sweat in sandals for some reason. if my house was wall to wall carpet i would be barefoot all the time. however in the sack i like to wear socks, which freaks out the ladies at first, but they get used to it.

The Holywriter: Who do you think Obama should pics as a VP?

al gore. hands down. the environment is the biggest emergency the planet should concern itself with, in my opinion. so i would like to see the former vice president return to his old job and complete the unfinished business. also, if you think about it, if the right had their own al gore, you know he’d be mccains running mate. i dont know why the left would avoid such a simple solution. however the left havent made many smart decisions in the last decade so i dont expect them to make a smart one in this matter either.

jessica: what is ashley’s husband’s reaction to your occasional posts involving her? is he wishing you’d just forget it already? have you met him? etc. etc.

ive never met him but ashley is a pretty easy to read person, plus she and i have remained friends. i know that if he was uncomfortable with what i write here or how i portray her, she would have told me by now. shes many things but shes not shy and she freely gives me her unasked for opinions all the time.

furthermore, like many young women, ashley loves attention. and also, she was an important part of this blog. i would think that it would be more controversial if i suddenly stopped writing about her or using her pics. i havent stopped writing about any of my former girlfriends. and i certainly havent stopped writing about any of my friends. i dont know why things would or should be any different with the daisy princess.

plus if i hadnt broken up with ashley when i did, she probably wouldnta been introduced to her old man and they wouldnt be married now. so if anything bro should love me.

hi busblog. i heart you. but ive been cheating on you. over at the oly bloggy

whats great about you is you never complain when i cheat.

when i wrote on the buzznet blog and even called it the buzzblog you didnt say nothin

when i wrote something like 1,500 posts on LAist you were all, pffft, cuz ive written nearly 5,500 on you.

jealousys for girls anyways.

so wanna see what ive been doing today other than giving blood and watching the olympics and watching the cubs lose?

k.

– Did the ‘Today’ show host catch Kobe not honoring America?

– Protesters rappel down Chinese TV station’s wall, hang banner

ive posted more but now i gotta go back to editing.

tomorrow your answers to Ask Tony – i swear!

isnt my favorite thing beautiful?

no not ashley, and how dare you call her a thing. sheesh.

im talking about my old directv dish. the one i had on my front porch for so long. the one i traded in for an hd directv dish that they installed on the side of my home. the one that right now is bringing me 1080i images “live” from the beijing olympics in china.

that thing.

the thing i love almost as much as i loved ashley.

the thing i love almost as equal as i loved my true love.

the thing that i love almost as much as i love my beloved chicago cubs, who, by the way are on such a freaking tear right now its scary.

i got that dish back in like 97. my man mike hickey installed it on our apartment on haight street and soon after he and i went into business installing those dishes. for big bucks. well it was big bucks for us.

but mostly it was freedom.

me and mike drove all around the bay area installing dishes and freedom to people in big houses, little houses, mobile homes, and trailers.

later it was me and solomon doing the installs.

so fun. so crazy sometimes. and at $50 an hour cash, so worthwhile.

eventually i quit cuz i wanted to catch the dot com wave, but i always have had a warm spot in my heart for directv, it has always been a center part of my home, mostly because it delivers digital picture and sound of things cable cant give me: cubs baseball, bears football, and now tons of hd programming.

today a former chief of favorite thing has just been named publisher of my favorite job. thats right, the LA Times has a publisher.

his name is Eddy Hartenstein and you can read all about him on a certain news site.

its friday its ask tony

and im sorry im just getting this up right now

time flies so quickly. its already time for people on the east coast to go home. its already time for people in TO to wash their cars before their hot dates. and its almost time for my peeps in Chicago to vacuum out their back seats before heading to the drive in.

i was just being interviewed by this lovely woman with a video camera and a tripod and some hot lights. she asked me about, what else, blogs. whats real on the busblog, whats fake. why do i do it? how did i get popular, why do girls chase me, why do companies hire me? it went on for an hour and a half. questions. answers. i was sweating even though it was at my house.

the whole time i kept thinking, yeah this is fine but can i get back to blogging now? yeah this is great but can i do Ask Tony now? sex drugs rock talk is great but can i go back to editing the unbelievably great Olympic blog now?

as i talked my phone would vibrate with each new work email and one of them was, hey Carolyn’s piece about her broken iPhone made it to the front page of Digg. as i talked my burger king chicken sandwich got colder. as i talked she read her questions from a piece of paper and i spoke to the faceless audience and i realized that im the luckiest man in the world because i have a real audience, you, and you are precious.

so thank you, you. no one would be talking to me, no one would be paying me, no one would be missing you, if it werent for you, the busblog audience of real live people who are the foundation of everything. i heart you all. i invite you to ask me the good questions and i will answer them.