OMAR SOLEYMAN (REPOST)

Charlie already tossed this on his blog but I have to spread it. Blinding music plus his entourage is the shit. The guy in the leather jacket behind him thats whispering security junkets to him makes James Brown's cape chauffeur look like a fuckin' midwife. Also, everyone dances like conjoined quintuplets. Intense.

Tossed salad and scrambled eggs!

I don't really have anything else that interesting going on, so here is an interview from a recent episode of Static TV in New Orleans of Panther. Also, Thank you Seattle for an amazing show last night. You have restored my faith in your city. And Frazier.


Panther Interview from Static on Vimeo.

a-free-na rock

My friend Rynne called me the other day to tell me I was on the guest list for the upcoming Tool concert at the Memorial Coliseum. She has been dating the drummer Danny Carrey for a while and last time I was in LA she flaked out so whatever, I acted like I knew about it and thought it might be fun.
I realized when my friend and I got there that I had never been to a bonefied "rock concert" in my life. Only about a half a billion punk shows and many many large (but now in retrospect, small) mid-stream indie shows.
It was weird. Parking was $10, beer was $8 and it was one of the more uptight atmospheres I had experienced i a while. We couldn't get backstage until after the show so my Friend Kelsey and I had to decide if we wanted to stick around the whole time for the possibility of free booze. We did. Security guards we assholes, strange, talkative douchebags and hippies kept taking our seats every time we got up, and it smelled like shitty pot everywhere. But there were lazers and we eventually got shuffled into some strange backstage area where there was, in fact, free booze and a lot of slightly puffier old friends.

done

16,500 miles later...

We are done with this segment of preserved adolecence. I'm a bit wrecked, so to summerize, we only were allowed 25 free drinks in Denton (the rest we had to pay for), Austin has a good climate for outdoor rocking and photo-grapes (emo's) and my cousin and cousin and cousin-in-law are still great, New Orleans has initiated the legalization of Absynth into their tourism recovery efforts (thanks for nothing) and florida isn't as far away from illinoise as I remember but much farther from new orleans with an un-godly hangover. I'm fantasizing about my bed.

Encore!

So when architecture got done at the troubadour in LA the peeps wanted an encore (is that how you spell that word? it doesn't look right). But those dudes dont have any more songs so charlie and I came back out and made everyone REAL HAPPY! fuck that place.

CURRY! (?)

tight sweat jamz. the bloggerz hate us.

bus/jim/harold/stevie??

We have been on tour with the glass candy architecture dudes for over a month and we have officially only got to hang out mabes twice. here is what happens...

venice

Venice beach is kinda weird. Classy t-shirts and pretty clowns. Cool canals and maniacal city history.

PANTHER LOVES LISA

We dropped off our friend lisa (writer/merch extrordinaire) yesterday with a middle-aged drummer in the desert. She came with us for just over a week. It was real hilarious to watch her deteriorate so quickly. She went went from a glowing, positive human specimine to an alchohol ravaged hater in just 8 days. Thanks panther!
But really, she was awesome to have along and we hope she cleans up in Nicaragua.

Nicest dudes in the world

After driving all day, per usual, and in LA and San diego traffic (i guess there was a gunfight on the highway) we pulled up to the house of blues in San diego and ran in to find out if we should load in etc.. We werent in there for 2 minutes before getting slapped with a $65 ticket for "double parking". 6 members of the staff stood outside and watched this happen. Then the club refused to reimburse us for the ticket (they also had told us to park there in the first place) THE POINT OF THIS IS then the architecture in Helsinki dudes took up a collection later that night to pay for the ticket. Fuck. That was so unbelievably sweet I almost cried..........

House of Douche

Brap Bray Ba BAAh bom bum. bum bum. bum bum...

Thanks for taking pictures Ingrid

a picture of a picture of a picture of a picture im bored

fillmore good, troubadour bad

From legitimately famous places (the Fillmore in SF, Jerry's dead Jim Morrison's handsome ghost) to illegitimately gross-o shit holes (the troubadour LA, motley crue's cum stains and shit smears and Jim Morrison's bloated in a bathtub ghost). I don't care either way. Just do not be a jerk to me.

Remember "Friendster"?

Whatever billionaire asshole owns that titanic failure of a website needs to figure out a marketing plan that isn't basically spam. Oh yeah, and this kind of thing.

WE HAVE A WINNER

Midwest Girls

I don't really know what strain of genetics is responsible for this look, but there are so many of them in middle America. Just this kind of forgettable, doughy, marginally attractive and usually blond girls. More so with the one on the right (the girl on the left was into obscure free jazz which immediately made her more attractive then her friend could ever really comprehend)

recomended reading

that knew chuck klosterman book. plus shoes that spray psychedelic shadows

Michigan! You've outdone yourself!

Lower Michigan came out of nowhere to be the most consistently fun state on the this tour so far. A very tiny but fun show went off in grand rapids followed by a total hang out with our new GR/Panther crew. Grand Rapids: a mellow, rad lil city with student housing that looks like an MTV "the real world" house and friendly people who let you stay at their house although they subtley tried to warn you about the most intense cat piss smell in their house you have ever encountered.
Ann Arbor. WTF??!! The best show yet. People at the club were rad and generous(drinks) audience was a total blast. plus Glass Candy is on the tour now. I'm way into them now for real.

OK so the boat story

In chicago we stayed with charlie's friend ben. the guy is a complete maniac. he tells the worst jokes all the time and is constantly pushing people's buttons. also he is a wicked drunk. i was going back and forth between totally liking the guy and wanting to kick his ass.
anyway, he hooks up this boat trip for us on lake michigan (rad) through his "friend" jen who is also a maniac, albeit a very generous one. she is mass stressed all the time and rich. we go down to the harbor with plans to make food and then take the boat out. ben bought pasta to grill (??!!) and jen brought a rotten fish. that didn't go well (although in fairness, bens pasta was quite good, or mabes i was just real stoned.more on that).
fast forward like, 6 hours. jen's friends had shown up; a couple of very loud prematurely aged midwestern girls. everyone is very drunk and stoned and the boat is still at the dock. ben has been pushing jen's buttons for a long ass time and jen's natural stress is not digging this. it's 11pm and i have completely written off the idea that we are going out on to the lake. next thing you know, jen says "OK lets go".
you know those situations that you just know something bad is going to happen? yeah, wtf. the waves were huge and i swear this boat was completely air-born several times. fucked up people are flying all over the place on a 30 foot bayliner at night on lake michigan.i can not tell you why nobody fell off this boat. that really would have made more sense. it was the most incredibly fun thing i have done in a long time.
so we get back to the dock and i somehow made my way back onto the dock and I'm standing there on the dock when i here all this commotion. i look over to the boat and see ben coming out of the downstairs of the boat, trying to pull his bag up with jen hanging in the air from his bag screaming bloody fucking murder. we dont know what is happening but at this point it seems completely normal. charlie yells to ben that we have to go. jen is screaming and throwing a temper tantrum on the dock and her friends are yelling at ben and we head out to find a cab (we later get an apologetic email from jen and friends, i still don't know what the fuck happened)
we get a burrito/sleeping pill and promptly get up at 8am wildly hungover to get in the van for the drive that turns into one of the longest (12 hrs) and definetly the most stressful of the tour yet.

uh oh...

i've hit bottom

i'm just going to go back on the pot for this trip.

Bee Tee Dubs; if you plan on driving directly into the sun within an hour or so I don't recommend smoking a joint. also if you are me, i don't recommend smoking a joint.

mostly this

Hey you want to know what touring the United States in a rock band is like? First, pack as much random shit into a vehicle as you can with in no order, including dirty blankets, rotten bananas, empty beverages, sesame seeds,dust and cell phones. Then, all you have to do is drive. all. day. every. day.
Better yet, just wrap yourself in a dirty banana blanket with your cell phone and the loudest fan you can find and sit in an uncomfortable chair for 10 hours a day for 6 weeks. That is 90% of the deal. VERY GLAMOROUS!

we're not gonna fall for the bannana in the tailpipe

did you know that carbonmonoxide inhalation may cause your head to blast off your body and explode sand out of your neck?

bummer abbreviations

So the band that we are on tour with Architecture In Helksinki (aka the nicest people in the world) labels and abbreviates all their stuff like pro's. which is cool until it is turned upsidedown and then it looks like hazmat.

more

try this out some time

OK fuck abstraction

So I originally intended for this blog to be an abstract writing/photography project but that got old real quick. here is some shit