wiltern theatre, los angeles

10/30/04

it should first be mentioned that i love courtney love.

i want my rock stars to be drug addicts. i want them to get naked.

i like them sloppy and passionate and dangerous and intense.

i like it when they take themselves too seriously and back it up with powerful music and fascinating performances.

and i especially like it when theyre crazy.

you can have pearl jam, i’ll keep courtney.

the best part of grunge to me were the riot grrls: bikini kill, babes in toyland, 7 year bitch, L7, the muffs, and once kurdt started writing songs for them hole.

i love courtney love so much that after her july 23, 2004 show was canceled due to her legal issues, ticketmaster said i could hold on to them and use them when it gets rescheduled or get my money back.

well i still have those tickets cuz im going when it happens.

say what you want about her but shes a rock star and i pay money to see rock stars, especially when their worlds are falling apart around them.

just this week she was ordered to stand trial for allegedly throwing a bottle at some chick she found at her ex-boyfriends house, chasing her around the house with a flashlight, throwing a lit candle at her and pinching her breasts.

and shes allegedly broke.

none of that drama stopped her from going on a five stop mini tour which ended last night in koreatown halloween eve.

it should also be mentioned that i was dressed in red pants a red shirt and a wig as jack white and my date for the evening was dressed as a sexy vampire

who swore she was wearing undergarments

but i sure couldnt feel none.

and even though i looked retarded, people said very nice things and took pictures of us.

because we were late i couldnt get any full body shots of us but you sorta get the idea below i hope.

juliette lewis ripped off her public enemy tshirt during her third tune and writhed around on the oriental rug and shook out whatever demons could still be haunting that wild little girl as her band kicked out the jams.

she was janis and pj and iggy and mick

rolled up in a skinny little nimble porn star actress chick who either has so many issues or none left cuz she just fucking lets loose.

courtney appeared around 11:30p, flowers everywhere, pretty dress, ballerina shoes, gracious, mellow, smiling, geniunely happy. shit.

the wiltern was not sold out. her record americas sweetheart had been her worst selling record ever. she’s obviously been gaining weight.

but there she was smiling at everyone. so happy.

Mono

But Julian I’m A little Bit Older Than You

Asking For It

Plump

All The Drugs

Reasons To Be Beautiful

Malibu

I’ll Do Anything

Miss World

Violet

Codiene (Buffy Saint Marie Cover)

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Sunset Strip

House Of the Rising Sun

Northern Star

Celebrity Skin

she didnt hit all the high notes on all the songs, she didnt play any guitar, but when she went for some of the more powerful screams she nailed em and it was really nice.

and i have to say the songs that her husband wrote were particularily moving and rich and memorable.

heres what dave navarro said about the show:

October 31, 2004

The Morning After Love

Last night we went to see Courtney play at the Wiltern. This girl has really gotten it together. What a star. Energy, presence and light like never before. The show was brilliant and with the all girl line up, they really give the men in this game a run for their money. She has really become one of my favorite people in the world. Sweet, endearing and a true pleasure to be around… even more captivating than the old self-destructive artist be grew to love. I am really happy to see her talent take the front seat away from some of the headlines she has endured over the past few months.

it was a very sweet, very feminine night, the sights and sounds of the wiltern were intoxicating.

photo by dallas from kittyradio.com + which also has three vids from the show + the comedian

cuz i really should rest my precious paws.

wouldnt want those who wish me increased carpal tunnel to get their twisted dreams realized.

because of that i will reprint a few reasons jim treacher will vote for kerry (or nader?) on tuesday

10 Reasons I’m Not Voting for You, Mr. George W. Bush

10. Do you really think it’s a good idea to be Hitler, George? Hitler killed millions of people and his approval ratings are for shit. Why can’t you be somebody who people like? Regis, maybe, or the Prophet Mohammed. Anybody but Hitler! Being Hitler = BAD IDEA.

9. Two words: You. Are. Dumb.

8. When Karl Rove used the remote-control device implanted in your upper back to force you to murder Iraqi babies and American soldiers for oil and/or no reason because Saddam was mean to your dad, plus what about the WMDs you lost after you lied about them even being there in the first place, and then Rove tried to make everybody think your Thanksgiving turkey wasn’t plastic by planting fake documents about your military service and forcing Dan Rather to say “Sorry, I guess” on national TV, did you really think we wouldn’t figure it out?

read the rest here

jim got a bunch of good responses in the comments including this from rich of sandesk:

Dear Jim:

I respond, point by point, thusly:

10. Bush is not like Hitler. The German people elected Hitler. We all know Bush was not elected. The German People LOVED Hitler. The German people HATE GW. Therefore GWB is NOT like Hitler, and on this point your argument fails.

9. He may be dumb, but he’s really, really cute. AND, I happen to like the way he pronounces “nukeelar”. You lose this point, too.

8. It wasn’t Rove, it was Cheney, dummy! After losing the first part of this one, you don’t get any points for the rest of the point in question either. Three down.

ken layne + matt welch + f 9/11 free for the taking + doc searls links a larger list of online vids

We found no difficulties in dealing with the Bush administration, because of the similarities of that administration and the regimes in our countries, half of which are run by the military and half of which are run by monarchs. And our experience is vast with them.

And those two kinds are full of arrogance and taking money illegally.

The resemblance started when [former President George H.W.] Bush, the father, visited the area, when some of our own were impressed by America and were hoping that the visits would affect and influence our countries.

Then, what happened was that he was impressed by the monarchies and the military regimes, and he was jealous of them staying in power for tens of years, embezzling the public money without any accountability. And he moved the tyranny and suppression of freedom to his own country, and they called it the Patriot Act, under the disguise of fighting terrorism. And Bush, the father, found it good to install his children as governors and leaders.

We agreed with the leader of the group, Mohammed Atta, to perform all attacks within 20 minutes before [President George W.] Bush and his administration were aware of what was going on. And we never knew that the commander-in-chief of the American armed forces would leave 50,000 of his people in the two towers to face those events by themselves when they were in the most urgent need of their leader.

He was more interested in listening to the child’s story about the goat rather than worry about what was happening to the towers. So, we had three times the time necessary to accomplish the events.

Your security is not in the hands of [Democratic presidential nominee John] Kerry or Bush or al Qaeda. Your security is in your own hands.

John Kerry: In response to this tape from Osama bin Laden, let me make it clear, crystal clear. As Americans, we are absolutely united in our determination to hunt down and destroy Osama bin Laden and the terrorists. They are barbarians. And I will stop at absolutely nothing to hunt down, capture or kill the terrorists wherever they are, whatever it takes. Period.

George W. Bush: Earlier today I was informed of the tape that is now being analyzed by America’s intelligence community. Let me make this very clear: Americans will not be intimidated or influenced by an enemy of our country. I’m sure Senator Kerry agrees with this. I also want to say to the American people that we’re at war with these terrorists and I am confident that we will prevail.

wait, is bush still saying that iraq has something to do with bin laden?

still?

idebate pic via larry + umar has a texas fair photo essay + bunny mc photographed a local for suicide girls

a saturday!

i hardly ever have to work saturdays and here i was on the wrong side of an assault rifle.

in my earpeice during some silence my partner whispered:

why dont you ever say how fucking fucked up this xbi shit is on your gayass fucking fucked up fucking baaaa-looooooooog.

and i thought about it and i just shrugged my shoulders and picked off a perp on the roof above a dumpster who

tumbled

into the garbage,

conveniently.

cuz thats how everyone dies in real life.

on good days the lid closes after they fall as rattled doves scatter into the sky and the young girls swoon and continue walking to korean school.

yeah the xbi sucks. sucks so bad i thought to myself (while under a car, mind you) “when did work start blowing so much?”

then i thought, “im a college graduate!”

then i thought, “ive had a poem published in the connecticut poetry review!”

and then i heard what sounded like a molitof cocktail smash through the window of the car above me and i rolled out from under it and hightailed it like a pussyass.

turned out it was just a brick being thrown at me and i blew my cover.

(where do they get all these bricks?)

and now you know why we dont do saturdays.

mcdonalds was my first bad job. but it was also my first job so i didnt know at the time if it was mcdonalds that sucked or working.

believe it or not my next shitty job was selling ice cream out of a truck the summer the cubs put light up in wrigley field. the ladies were cute, the kids were cute, the money sucked, but thats not what made the job shitty, it was that i had to work 6 days a week and i was so exhausted with only one day off.

my year of driving a cab for the fbi wasnt much fun cuz it was so dull and all the russian cabbies were always trying to make me quit.

cabbing. not fbiing.

bad part about saturdays is you have to go to sleep early on friday.

good thing about saturdays is youre usually done before 9am, and afterwards we get some mcdonalds bacon egg and cheese biscuits and we’re home by 10am.

with a little spending cash for saturday night.

which i now have.

and a bruise the size of a melon on my ass when the car exploded and the passengers side mirror nailed me.

which i cant wait to show my truist when she picks me up tonight to see courtney love, juliette lewis and the licks, with the suicide girls at the wiltern.

and you know what else is nice about saturdays

ten thirty naps.

soulful spells + whitey + i aint scared to say it

i have dressed up as a gangmemeber.

which isnt much of a stretch since i normally dress up as one anyhow.

ive got my baggy ben davis work pants, low slung wallet chain, flannel buttoned to the top button, white tshirt, timberlands, and dodger hat.

i even found a gold tooth to make it festive.

i was gonna wear a bandanna, but if chopper one crashed in the wrong part of town i could be a dead man.

kimmy jason and graham of blogger/google dressed up beautifully (above) and if you want to link to pics of you & your workmates in their outfits in the comments of this post feel free.

ive worked at other places where dressing up in costumes on halloween was a much bigger deal than here at the xbi where we’re undercover for a living.

for example who can forget when karisa & our pals dressed up at the dot com many moons ago.

or the time karisa dressed up as that chick from scooby-do?

last night karisa asked what she should be this year and i said a Raiderette.

being from new england she gave me an As If look

but when i reminded her that the Raiderettes had far better uniforms than the NE Pattys she changed the subject, conveniently.

only reason im even here today is for the candy.

and the catholic schoolgirl runaways

although i just saw some mexican wrestlers who looked pretty funny.

and john woo as the lead singer from gwar.

halloween 2001 + halloween 2002 + raymi + no love with the anonymous commentors at buzzmachine

an excerpt from the Salon article:

Oct. 29, 2004 | George W. Bush tried to laugh off the bulge. “I don’t know what that is,” he said on “Good Morning America” on Wednesday, referring to the infamous protrusion beneath his jacket during the presidential debates. “I’m embarrassed to say it’s a poorly tailored shirt.”

Dr. Robert M. Nelson, however, was not laughing. He knew the president was not telling the truth. And Nelson is neither conspiracy theorist nor midnight blogger. He’s a senior research scientist for NASA and for Caltech’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory, and an international authority on image analysis. Currently he’s engrossed in analyzing digital photos of Saturn’s moon Titan, determining its shape, whether it contains craters or canyons.

For the past week, while at home, using his own computers, and off the clock at Caltech and NASA, Nelson has been analyzing images of the president’s back during the debates. A professional physicist and photo analyst for more than 30 years, he speaks earnestly and thoughtfully about his subject.

“I am willing to stake my scientific reputation to the statement that Bush was wearing something under his jacket during the debate,” he says.

“This is not about a bad suit. And there’s no way the bulge can be described as a wrinkled shirt.”

read the whole thing

gorilla mask + iron mouth + the mighty doc searls + 20 great free video clips

he’s getting paid to hold up that sign. then i thought how scary if its real.

michael moore needs to do a movie about american christians.

republican american christians.

that one could probably make $500 million.

omg it’s laminated!

i wonder what i would have to do to get to conduct some of the interviews. cuz michael moore cant just walk into town and asking people questions. surely they know not to talk to him any more.

which is why fcc commissioner michael powell will never go on the howard stern show and defend himself. you don’t fight a war you cant win. w.

howard on the radio today, who has a deal to make a few interview specials for abc tv, invited powell to a “neutral” location for an hour interview that could be shown on abc.

later he played weezers hashpipe.

if you notice i don’t make fun of black folks. im sorta like the affirmative action instapundit. we blacks have enough problems. although a lot of you white folks are pretty fucked up too. shit. not like the asians are doing much better.

only ones i know who are happy are the retards on the bus to work.

every day they’re happy.

thirteen yrs old, holding hands with each other as they bounce on board, moustaches growing in real good.

ive noticed they don’t look each other in the eye.

wonder why.

i saw these deaf dudes yelling at each other yesterday.

one guy wouldn’t even look at the other guy hand signaling him.

every now and then he would take a peek to make sure his buddy was still going off, which he was, so he just looked away and handsignaled whatever dude

i wanted to handsignal the mean dude and pretend that i spoke a different language but ive noticed the evening commuters aren’t really into the funny like the morning kids are.

if i wasn’t black i would be calling michael powell a pussy ass uncle tom bitch whose prick must be the size of a splinter for who says “I would deny it exceedingly” except someone who’s making up for something.

or nothing.

bitch ass fuckr should be fired no matter who wins next week for the sole reason of (ironically) lacking any communication skills what so ever.

we don’t know what’s obscene now any more than we did four years ago.

why is oprah’s description of anal oral sex not a crime, but howard’s is?

why did janet and viacom get fined for showing her titty (even though she says that they had nothing to do with it) but bono wasn’t fined for saying fuck but abc was even though it’s obvious that they had nothing to do with it.

and even though he had originally said that because it was used as an exclamation and not an adjective it was “reprehensible” but not fineable.

michael powell should be on tv all the time. he should be on leno. he should be on letterman. he should have a book out talking about the decisions and why he thinks the way he does and why the commission acts the way it does.

and why it takes them half a year to figure out how to let oprah get away with talking about tossing someones salad on tv at 3:30pm when the little angeles of america are skipping home from school.

childrens heads literally exploded.

but powell is like me

we let the brothas and sistas slide.

we got enough fucking problems.

oprah, for example, is fat

and probably lesbian.

o’reilly paid the bitch off + isabella + my wife is a republican + remember caps lock day?

of weed in chicago?

Two Arrested With $35 Million Worth Of Pot

Two Tons Of Marijuana Found In Semi-Trailer

CHICAGO — Two men were facing drug charges after Chicago Police officers found more than two tons of marijuana hidden in a semi-trailer this week, investigators said Wednesday.

Jose Galvan, 25, and Adolfo Pitones, 38, were arrested Monday after officers searched their semi-trailer truck in Northlake and found more then 4,895 pounds of marijuana worth $35 million in street value, according to Lt. Peter Piazza, of the narcotics and gang investigation section of the organized crime division.

An investigation began when police received a tip about a shipment of drugs coming through Chicago, Piazza said Wednesday at a news conference.

Police located the truck Monday in Northlake, and, while the truck was unattended, confirmed drugs were inside using the K-9 Unit, Piazza said.

The truck was then placed under surveillance, he said.

Later Monday, Pitones backed the semi-trailer into a garage on the 11600 Block of West Grand Avenue in Northlake, Piazza said. Galvan then opened the trailer and went inside, he said.

Twenty minutes later, the two men left the garage and Chicago police arrested them, because the investigation started in Chicago, Piazza said.

Officers inspected the trailer and found the front wall of the trailer was taken apart, exposing a secret compartment containing the wrapped packages of marijuana.

Pitones and Galvan were charged with possession of cannabis with intent to deliver, and if their paperwork cleared in time were scheduled to appear Wednesday in Central Bond Court, Piazza said.

(my favorite part) –>> This seizure of drugs was considered a large amount of marijuana, Piazza said.

The secret compartment of the semi-trailer created a false wall to hide the marijuana, Piazza said. The semi-trailer was 53 feet long, but with the compartment it appeared to only measure 48 feet long inside, he said.

Officers removed three boards of plywood that made false wall and found a 13-foot-tall steel compartment. The compartment was divided into two sections, Piazza said.

Galvan and Pitones used barbituric acid to cover up the smell of the drugs, a procedure that does not work, Piazza said. Police find many different agents used to cover up the smuggling of drugs, he said. However, the Canine Unit can smell the drugs despite the use of these agents, Piazza said.

Engine oil, fabric softener, chili pepper, transmission fluid or brake fluid are just some of the agents used, according to Pat Camden, deputy director of Police News Affairs.

In one case cocaine was hidden in guacamole, said Police News Affairs Director Dave Bayless.

i guess that beats hiding it in camp david.

nashville’s news + wonda + negrophile

cheerleaders showed up last night. ready to rock.

i got the boombox out of the bathroom and brought it into the guest bedroom cuz the girls like to make a mess wherever we happen to be.

i lit candles and closed the windows as the ladies climbed into their outfits.

the party started. i chose the jesus and mary chain-esque Ravonettes as the music for the evening. rocking, but mellow, romantic yet with an edge. copycat, but a fair copy. im open minded. i forgive.

sometimes.

soon we were all twisted and upsidedown and backwards and heavy into it. quickly i was happy that i had locked the windows because it became loud and i get nervous about my neighbors thinking that either someone is being killed or that im watching an adult film at a high volume. for some reason i do care what they think. yes, im nuts.

sheets were ripped off the corners of the mattress, pillows hurled, clothes damaged, scratch marks created, posters injured, rhythms established.

after awhile i was working on just one of the ladies, concentrating, creating, being one with the energy, breathing, etc. while the other ran out for some whipped cream and restraints.

we had a little thing happening. a good thing. i would be more descriptive but confidences would be abused. lets just say that everything was going wonderfully.

and then the cd skipped

and then it skipped again.

then it gave that modern dududududududududu sound.

it threw me.

she whispered how good it felt.

chicks never pay attention to the rock.

i tried to refocus on her which i did for a sec but i couldnt

babababababababa

damn cd. it would get hung up for a sec and then pause, make it to the next measure and get stuck again. the most hideous sounds.

my girl didnt care. she was seeing stars. she was hooked on a feeling. she was barely legal and nearly there.

thanks to the absinthe i wasnt anywhere near there so when it became obvious that the cd needed to go to the next track i climbed off and hit the forward button and returned to the scene of the slime.

my cheerleader wasnt at all pleased as she caught her breath.

sorry baby, that was killing me, i told her.

i hate you she said and dug her pearly whites into my neck and we went back at it.

her cousin soon returned and everything went very nicely until the post game interviews when she told the press that she hated the fact that i paused and left her stranded right on the peak of mt. olympus to mess with the stupid cd. i explained that i thought she was being as distracted as i was.

she said, fuckhead, did i seem distracted? color still on her flushed cheeks.

and if i dont wire my guest room to accept the mp3 feed from my 400mhz computer im a dumbass.

even though im one anyway.

sk smith + flagrant + saidy has the new emenim video up and the lyrics