Post by Steve All-Star on Mar 20, 2002 21:54:19 GMT -5
Well, it's been a rather slow week for your friend The Jizz this week. With no one to hang with and nothing to do, I have taken to the standard same old ways of amusing myself for ten days. Even The Boss has been hella busy, and Big Spoon is nowhere to be found, so I have done next to nothing.
Here's what I started off with...
Onimusha Warlords
Holy shit, this game is intense. Due to my facination with Asian martial arts and history, not to mention a penchant for zombie flicks and gore, this game was right up my alley, and ranks in the top three PS2 games eva. It is like resident evil with cooler demons and badass fighting.
Since the Suzzler and I have no memory card as of yet, I can only get so far. Then I lose it all and have to start over later, but playing the game never gets old. When the new eBay-won card shows up, I'll beat the game and beat off (not necessarily in that order).
But anyway, that game kicks hella ass.
Nashville Pussy in Motown
I initially wanted to go to this because a friend said "If you like Zeke, you'll like NP". Well, anyway, no one could make it (or wanted to go), so I gassed up the J-mobile and started the trek at around 5. When I got to 123, I was the only person there, and the doors were closed. Then this crazy redneck guy came up and started talking to me.
The conversation wandered from GG Allin (actually, all he could talk about was GG) to not having a job to being garbage. This man, whose name was Craig, literally was trash. I think he used to be a hobo or something, and now he mows grass for a living. Ugh. He bought a bottle of JD to give to NP, and when they showed up, he did.
Nashville Pussy is made up of two dudes and two chicks. There used to be a really hot slutty one in the band, but she got replaced by this pissed-off looking girl who looked pretty beat to tell the truth. The guys look like hillbilly stoners, and the remaining original chick was pretty damn hot. She somehow got the notion that I could supply the band with weed. Needless to say, I couldn't and didn't.
Anyway, I waited inside 123 for five hours because I didn't know it was gonna be a bar show. Most boring five hours of my life. Gay Yochum and Mitch the Bitch showed up for some odd reason, so at least I could pass the time catching up with Mitch.
Then the opening band came on. Their name was Throttlerod, which is definitely one of the worst names eva. But they weren't terrible... they were rock and roll, but they were pretty heavy and had some badass solos. The singer/guitarist looked like Rick Rubin which made me laugh.
Anyway, by now the place had filled up with the biggest bunch of degenerates I have ever seen (skinheads, hobos, rednecks, drunks, sluts, mall-punks, garage rock people). This quite possibly could have been the worst crowd eva, aside from the 18 Visions show. Just a bunch of drunk 40 year-olds still trying to live the rock and roll dream. A lot of ponytails were in attendance, and they weren't on the sluts, if you know what I mean. There was a lot of fine barslut gash there, though.
So NP comes on, and they immediately start rockin' ass. I had only heard of them prior to this, but they just came out and blew me away with their live show. The guitarist played in her bra the whole night, and she had nice yabbos, so I watched her a lot. She would play solos in between songs, and at one point, the singer poured Corona on her tits and made her deep-throat the bottle while she was still playing. It was fuckin' hot. But anyway, they rocked.
I wanted to get away from Craig the degenerate, so I immediately shot out the door as soon as the last song was done. But all in all, their set was worth it. They were super-good. However, I bought nothing because I didn't care enough, and also because there was no Black Lung Records distro table anywhere. I would have bought shit if Silas had his stuff out. But all I saw was NP merch, and their recordings are not that good. I liked the live show, though. But all in all, I will never spend any money on them again. Once was enough.
This entry is long, so I have to break it up again... that was my show and PS2 experience.... let's move on.
LASTCRUSADE
-Jizz
Here's what I started off with...
Onimusha Warlords
Holy shit, this game is intense. Due to my facination with Asian martial arts and history, not to mention a penchant for zombie flicks and gore, this game was right up my alley, and ranks in the top three PS2 games eva. It is like resident evil with cooler demons and badass fighting.
Since the Suzzler and I have no memory card as of yet, I can only get so far. Then I lose it all and have to start over later, but playing the game never gets old. When the new eBay-won card shows up, I'll beat the game and beat off (not necessarily in that order).
But anyway, that game kicks hella ass.
Nashville Pussy in Motown
I initially wanted to go to this because a friend said "If you like Zeke, you'll like NP". Well, anyway, no one could make it (or wanted to go), so I gassed up the J-mobile and started the trek at around 5. When I got to 123, I was the only person there, and the doors were closed. Then this crazy redneck guy came up and started talking to me.
The conversation wandered from GG Allin (actually, all he could talk about was GG) to not having a job to being garbage. This man, whose name was Craig, literally was trash. I think he used to be a hobo or something, and now he mows grass for a living. Ugh. He bought a bottle of JD to give to NP, and when they showed up, he did.
Nashville Pussy is made up of two dudes and two chicks. There used to be a really hot slutty one in the band, but she got replaced by this pissed-off looking girl who looked pretty beat to tell the truth. The guys look like hillbilly stoners, and the remaining original chick was pretty damn hot. She somehow got the notion that I could supply the band with weed. Needless to say, I couldn't and didn't.
Anyway, I waited inside 123 for five hours because I didn't know it was gonna be a bar show. Most boring five hours of my life. Gay Yochum and Mitch the Bitch showed up for some odd reason, so at least I could pass the time catching up with Mitch.
Then the opening band came on. Their name was Throttlerod, which is definitely one of the worst names eva. But they weren't terrible... they were rock and roll, but they were pretty heavy and had some badass solos. The singer/guitarist looked like Rick Rubin which made me laugh.
Anyway, by now the place had filled up with the biggest bunch of degenerates I have ever seen (skinheads, hobos, rednecks, drunks, sluts, mall-punks, garage rock people). This quite possibly could have been the worst crowd eva, aside from the 18 Visions show. Just a bunch of drunk 40 year-olds still trying to live the rock and roll dream. A lot of ponytails were in attendance, and they weren't on the sluts, if you know what I mean. There was a lot of fine barslut gash there, though.
So NP comes on, and they immediately start rockin' ass. I had only heard of them prior to this, but they just came out and blew me away with their live show. The guitarist played in her bra the whole night, and she had nice yabbos, so I watched her a lot. She would play solos in between songs, and at one point, the singer poured Corona on her tits and made her deep-throat the bottle while she was still playing. It was fuckin' hot. But anyway, they rocked.
I wanted to get away from Craig the degenerate, so I immediately shot out the door as soon as the last song was done. But all in all, their set was worth it. They were super-good. However, I bought nothing because I didn't care enough, and also because there was no Black Lung Records distro table anywhere. I would have bought shit if Silas had his stuff out. But all I saw was NP merch, and their recordings are not that good. I liked the live show, though. But all in all, I will never spend any money on them again. Once was enough.
This entry is long, so I have to break it up again... that was my show and PS2 experience.... let's move on.
LASTCRUSADE
-Jizz
