Did everyone have a nice Halloween? Mine felt like it had been planned for too far in advance. It resulted in a night of stressful bike riding from one crowded punk show to another.

Despite having RSVPed and received invitations to the vice Bad Brains / Jesus Lizard show, there were still typical vice problems. About a million people showed up. It’s like the vice marketing staff found a way to exchange $1 bills for one obnoxious hipster each showing up at their party.

Here’s a couple of the DON’Ts that waited to get into that show. Seriously though, did anyone get in besides rich people I don’t know from Manhattan? I’m jealous of how artfully that magazine sold out, rich people fucking love it!

Anyway Halloween was rad and I got liquid latex in my eye. I was a RETWEET of the AndrewWK (no link), and I better have won his costume contest because he keeps blowing off the results.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Tonight’s the only time of year when children are tolerable, so go out and PARTY!! Whether you are celebrating a DIA DE LOS MUERTOS or dressing up and seeing Bad Brains, have a good time! It’s the funnest holiday of the year!

Pussy, guns and heroin was the mantra repeated Saturday night by EYEHATEGOD frontman, Mike Williams.  The legendary New Orleans hardcore-sludge-stoner band was booked on an epic roster with Goatwhore and Pig Destroyer.

The show took place aboard The Temptress, Rocks Off’s flagship vessel.  It’s a large, multi-decked three story boat with bars and plenty of hiding places.

The craft could more accurately have been called a dope boat, considering the mass public drug use that was obviously taking place on board. After leaving port it became a slightly frightening reality that me and all these crazy fucked-up metal heads were stuck here together, no matter what.

Fights did break out, mostly as a result of drunken machismo. The bouncers (only black guys there), seemed disturbed and confused by the display of the misanthropic southern aesthetic. They appeared to be doing their best to avoid violence, but also somewhat coaxed into it by the highly aggressive riffs.

With tickets at a $40 price tag, people seemed to be getting their money’s worth. It was one of the most energetic hardcore crowds I’ve seen in a long time, consisting of mainly adults at that.

Seeing those bands on a boat was the most epic show-related experience of the year without a doubt. We passed the Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero and a wedding boat which looked really confused when everyone heard Eyehategod.

In the end nobody got arrested or thrown off the boat, not even the 300 pound man who beat up a skinny kid with a Crass patch. I said goodbye to the West Side at 41st street and got on the train home, only to spend the next 35 minutes watching the fight video in super slow motion.

When I lived in a Mexico City flophouse, I met..

A noise kid from Morelia.

A grandfather from Veracruz, and my favorite donut shop.

An angry alcoholic cowboy from Australia, who got me into situations I strangely cherish.

An emotional and brilliant artist and dancer from Switzerland.

The new intern has wasted no time in getting down to work on some serious blog action. I finally got her to stop drinking out of that foam-dome beer helmet and she replaced it with a beer coozie.

I sent her out on assignment to find out what the kids are into these days, and this is what she came back with. Who knew America was getting patrotic?

BROOKLYN, you should go to this art opening on November 1, 2009. I’m curating a month long show by my favorite artist in Brooklyn, a charming genius named Tamara Waite-Santibanez.

There may be some bands, but because it’s punk art, we won’t know until the very last minute! With Halloween falling on a Saturday, I’m sure you’ll be ready to re-emerge from your bedrooms to look at her stuff before she’s famous.

New work by
Tamara Waite-Santibanez

Cafe Orwell
247 Varet St (Morgan L-Train)

November 1, 2009
Open 7-10 PM

Check out some samples of her work: [1] [2] [3] [4]

Pause from Freak Show for a minute. I have to show you this video i just made in final cut. I went on a canoe ride through toxic waste in Brooklyn, then retrospectively realized that it was the most post-apocalyptic 80s punk thing to do.

I threw some EYEHATEGOD on there to make it misanthropic as hell. Fitting, since the people bringing you CHIEF MAGAZINE decided to get me guestlisted on their boat show this weekend- which I am fucking psyched about.

*Songs are ‘All Night Movies’ by Slaughterhouse, and ‘Sister Fucker (pt. II) by EYEHATEGOD

I was having trouble finding freaks for the freak show posts, so I put an ad on craigslist looking for another intern to help out around the blog. I only got one response and she included this video, do you think she should write for the blog?

Let’s take things back to NYC for episode 4. Punk exists everywhere, and probably always will until this blog is long gone and deleted like geocities.com, (no link because they charge $5/site now). The differences between punks in Mexico City and New York though, is a little extreme, and a lot funny.

*My friends love Integrity, outside the Tragedy show, 2009

*Brett in his Bed-Stuy apartment, 2009

*Nude crusty from West Virginia at the Cook St. show, 2009

You’ve been such a great audience that you get two posts today. You might have seen these two characters on the internet before. If you haven’t, you probably will soon enough. (Look through my archives.)

I moved to Mexico on a whim last year with no friends at all. Call me a purist, but I thought it would be good for my art. I was rewarded with some of the most incredible friendships of my life. Radical queers, writers, fuck ups and friendly people took me on memorable adventures around that incredible country.

I would go into detail but the best part of portraits is their tendency to tell stories on their own.

If you’re bored and can’t think of any good stories, drop off the map for awhile and then just tell the truth. I couldn’t recommend it more. You might even learn something.

*2008, DF Mexico