And… WE ARE BACK ON TRACK!

Not only does the site is working as it should once again, we are en route to publish a kick ass Webcomic for your enjoyment, and we are organizing great gigs… because that is what we are known for.

After a long and quite unnecessary hiatus year, we have prepared an amazing gig for you and only you! The BUTTERFEST is back, and this year it showcases 4 of the best bands you will find here in the umbilicus of this planet of ours.

We got old bands, new bands… and hell, even a few bands that don’t even exist!

If you find yourself in PTY, on December the 18th… stop by the 2nd Floor Bar, and catch the best show you will see this year… and RAWK YOUR PANTS OFF!

Excelsior!

Tnx for your support in this year’s Butterfest.  Those of us who were there had a blast.  The bands gave a tremendous show, and we all had tons of fun. Next year… it is our 10th year making Butterfests… so let’s see how things get done so we can have an even GREATER time.

I must apologize, for i have come down with a cold… i am halfway through the xmas card i wanted to post here on the site.  If my shitty health allows it, i will be working on that tomorrow, and posting it by the 24th.

Keep on rawking… keeping the flames burning and your minds hungry.

I am uploading some images to our Flickr Account; they were taken by :hemo: who is an amazing photographer and our thanks go to her as well…

Anyhow… i am not feeling too peachy right now, and i must go to work early tomorrow. See y’all in a few.

A bottle of soap and a Screwdriver… those were the presents I scored last year, in one of the worst Xmases anyone has ever had. Granted, there’s the homeless, the people at war, the blind, the deaf, the poor, the politics and lawyers yada yada yada…. yes, but lets use our suspension of disbelief and pretend EVERYONE and their friggin aunt have a great Xmas; at least for the duration of this piece.

Now as I see the snow fall on the slopes of Britania -I am watching King Arthur on TNT- while I sweat like a modafoka, waiting for my last laundry batch to be ready to hang, I felt like ranting a bit about what has transpired in between the last and this Xmas.

As most of you well know, last year was THE shittiest year I have ever had in my three decade journey on this Earth. Lost 3 jobs, my fiancée, misplaced most of my real friends, got mugged, had an awful confrontation with the fucker who robbed us, strained further the razor edge relationship between my sis and I and ended up neck deep in a fucked up depression, the likes I’ve never known and hope I never will ever again. Now, I had always looked forward to Xmas. Xmas is my safe place… the one time of the year I really like and yearn for all throughout. Imagine my surprise, when I got to my Aunt’s new place and got a small present. My friend JF swore it looked like I would be getting an iPod, but what was my surprise when I eagerly ripped the wrapping and found the after mentioned screw driver.

Granted. I had officially had the most FUCKED UP Xmas ever.

It took a while, u know, Saturn Return being the bitch it is, but I managed to get out of that rut, found my misplaced friends, and over all had a good year. Now, it is the time to be jolly once again, and being honest to you, I was not really expecting anything at all, but i’ve been quite surprised.

You see… along with the bitchiness and fucked-upness that is a Satrun Return, and as long as you don’t join the “27 club”, you end up reaping a good one, you level up, you get… a “boon” -for lack of a better word. You gain insight on what has transpired the last third of your life and based on that, you can plan -in a manner of sorts- how you would like the next third to unfold.

But, there is a catch! You must MAKE IT unfold that way, as you now have full control and responsibility of what will become of you. Now, THIS is the real test… and cheating will do you no good my friend.

With that being said, I am happy I found my friends once again, i’m happy I found new ones in unexpected places and I am quite determined to make it big… because fuck it if I’m gonna die trying: I’m gonna be IMMORTAL! XD

And now, let me proudly present to you the swag I scored this Xmas:

• A bottle of cologne
• An issue of DEADPOOL
• Assorted Party Favors
• A copy of LEMMIWIKNS’ Peludo cd
• A copy of THEM CROOKED VULTURES cd
• A Polaroid picture of a Great Turkey Sandwich dinner with friends
• A bottle of Grandpa Rum (Ron Abuelo)
• A transparent glass with a HORSE design
• A small Bobba Fet inaction figure

Scottie Young's Dimwit

This is something i read in one of my favorite books, and i think it applies to what we are trying to accomplish here, so i want to share it with y’all:

“A beginning is the time for taking the most delicate care that the balances are correct.”
from Manual of Muad’Dib by the Princess Irulan (Frank Herbert’s DUNE. 1965)

Personally, i would like to avoid over used cliches like posting a list of resolutions that will waver in the first 4 weeks of the new month, the new year, the new decade, the rest of our days.  Aside from having a Blue Moon today in New Year’s Eve (it happens only once every 20 years!), this is -in reality- quite a regular day.  The sun will set, the moon will rise as the distant stars sparkle… and -hopefully- the sun will rise tomorrow and so on and so forth ad nauseam ad infinitum. (Don’t believe me? Ask your dog/cat/pet why this day is different…)  There is something that sets this day apart for us humans.  There is a pervasive need to make a stop, sit down and look back at what we have done in the last 365 days we have lived; we stop and ponder about the decisions we took and the paths we threaded, gauge the completion -or lack of, in some cases- of the goals we set up for ourselves and we desperately try to organize our macrocosm so it fits within our own microcosm and vice versa.  We take the time to make sure that the balances are, indeed, correct.

Being an avid reader and a compulsive movie watcher ( i will watch and enjoy even the LAMEST of movies out there), i end up gathering little snippets of wisdom here and there.  And there is nothing i like more, than sharing this little snippets of enlightening with those willing to listen.  Recently i saw a movie that blew my mind, so to speak.  If you have the chance to see it, i totally recommend it, and if you have… well, either you agree with me or i would need you to go and see it again and try to see it with the point i am trying to put forth here, in mind.  Said movie is Zombieland, and it offers a set of rules, i would like to nominate as “The De-Facto New Year Resolution List” to be used henceforth:

1. Cardio
2. Double Tap
3. Beware of Bathrooms
4. Wear Seatbelts
6. Cast Iron Skillet
7. Travel Light
12. Bounty paper towels
15. Bowling Ball
17. (Don’t) Be a hero
18. Limber Up
22. When in doubt, know your way out
29. The Buddy System
31. Check the back seat
32. Enjoy the little things
33. Swiss Army knife
*Bonus: A little sunscreen never hurt anybody.

For a more in depth explanation of these rules, please CLICK HERE!

We are all trying to accomplish great things, in our own personal way… we look forward to accomplish our personal, laboral, sentimental, spiritual, economical, intellectual, <Insert your own here> goals.  The only thing i could say, regarding this matter is “KLAATU BARADA NICTA!”

Well, not really: that was just a little joke.  What i want to say is this: The Universe runs on ONE simple principle, and it is because of this ONE simple principle that the only constant out there is CHAOS.  It sounds kinda gloomy, i know, but bear with me.  We need to keep a level head, and deal with the chaos that is inside us, around us and through this, we will be achieving -or working towards achieving- that ONE simple principle the Universe runs upon: BALANCE.

So i dont want to bore you with a list of things i would like to achieve this year, or a list of things i am grateful for, or anything of the regular things people do this time of the year… like wearing yellow underwear and such.  All i want to do is wish you find that which helps you find the BALANCE you need to live a happy and fulfilled life.  A good step towards this, and it is a step i have taken myself and has worked quite well -ergo the recommendation here, is to let go of those things that would affect you in a negative manner.  Petty thoughts, revenge plots, hate and the such.  Focus your will power, overcome your inner fears and let go of those things that bring you down.  Find the BALANCE! and smile.  An d when in doubt? Do what you do -at least- once a year: stop, think, take a deep breath, and reorganize your ideas before moving on.

Well, enough of my ramblings.  I thank you for staying all the way here to the end, i really appreciate it! Remember: Find what helps you find your balance, and enjoy yourselves (See ZL rule #32!). After all we only have two more to go before 2012, no?

Happy New Year…

Let me tell you a story. A story of how I started this new year.  A nice and sweet story, for a change.

My New Year’s Eve began quite good. I got out of work early, and walked into the Firework Store right across the street. It was a gun powder based extravaganza that promised to ignite the skies with multi chromatic balls of fire, and I was like a kid in a candy store. Sadly, I only had $10 in my wallet and all my money was here at home. I cursed like a sailor on my way out, but not before buying a box of 100 SATURN ROCKETS for $5.

I came home, doodled a bit and hung out like any other regular day off. The truth was that I wanted to come home and go back to the Fireworks Store and purchase my weight in fireworks for the night, but getting a cab was a BITCH and that is the reason I lounged away the afternoon.

Around 8pm, my good friend Niko picked me up and we were on our way to the supermarket, when I decided to check if the store was still open… so we went there, and got in just in time! They were closing down for the night, but I walked in and got some amazing rockets, and some random doodas for the night: I got a pack of regular “voladores” or flyers -pure Chitrean Technology- a pack of HUMUNGOUS rockets called VIKINKI and the guy ended up throwing in a box of Dragon Eggs for kicks and laughs. I had my ammo for the night. All I needed was my supplies.

Onwards to the Supermarket and we boozed up on good beer, good Australian wine and ice, and we came back home. Niko went back to his house, as he had been cooking for his family all day long and I stayed in, hanging out in my back yard playing videogames with my nephew and having some wine with my mom.

Sad thing was, my Guitar Hero Mic died. It just wont work, and that kinda made me sad… but in the end it wouldn’t matter, wine was flowing, I was having fun and midnight was about to stroke.

And it did. Quickly I ran and got my ammo. By now Fernando had joined us and he brought some ammo of his own as well. We ran down to the beach behind my house and began hurling balls of multi colored fire to the sky!

“VIKINKI!” we would bellow every time we would set a rocket on its skyward demise, and cheer like 8 year olds when the night got illuminated by great balls of fire and smoke. My nephew was cackling! I was in a good place. Harold was waiting on our doorstep, but we were so caught up in our firecracking business we didn’t notice!

New Year Greetings were exchanged, hugs were freely given and best wishes were wished, followed by more rawking.

And as it is the case with Rawk and Rawl, the booze started to flow as well. Suffice to say, I got hammered and sang my heart out while playing GH in my back yard.

Here is a run down of what my new year was: dancing merengue with my mom in the kitchen, playing videogames with my nephew and my friends, good beer and good wine, 25 cents Cherry Coke, laughs, firecrackers, screaming VIKINKI!, seeing my good friend Lili run around the backyard with my nephew while in high heels, my mom playing GH, jamming at 6 am, Niko’s potato salad, Chinese breakfast and tea, and falling asleep at the table while we had breakfast and on the car on the way back home.

I woke up the 31^st at 7.30 in the morning, and I went to bed on the 1^st at 10am. Slept for about 6 hours, woke up and took two Tylenol and a chilled glass of fruit punch, and I am proud to say: No hangover.

How was your New Year’s?

This was a GREAT way to start my year… all I can say is: EXCELSIOR!