Posted By GVB on August 19, 2009
HEADLINE: GENE V BAKER’S SUPREME 80’s “SACKS” MISHAP PROM NEXT FRIDAY
PLACE: THE BLUE MACAW, 2565 MISSION @ 22nd, SAN FRANCISCO, CA
LOCATION: SEE “PLACE” (IMMEDIATELY ABOVE)
DATE OF FUTURE EVENT: 8/28/09 (FRIDAY)
TIME: 8PM
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Attention Those With Feet and Dance! Attention Those with Arms that Clasp!! Have you been re-living that disastrous night over and over again– the wine, the cheese, the closet full of spiders, the day-late prom date, the Casual Saturn Utopia of High School Lovers Lane gone wrong? Well it is most best to come work it out with us, The R&B FREE-JAZZ GOSPEL SUPREME 80, in person next Friday the 28th of August at The Blue Macaw (formerly 12 Galaxies)! This year’s MISHAP PROM we will be tricking you up and thinking you down aloud all evening, and there isn’t a hopbolly thing that will stop us! Now, come on, it won’t be that bad if WE are there… so take off your Burning Man Shoes and get your SELF over to SAN FRANCISCO to PARTY WITH THE 80!! You know we won’t let you down. Also performing will be: Spandex Tiger, The Missing Teens, and the Torn ACLs. Show starts at 8PM; the cost is $13 ($10 in formal wear).
SIGNED:
GENE V BAKER, UTILITY-POLE 689 and THE R&B FREE-JAZZ GOSPEL SUPREME 80
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Posted By GVB on July 20, 2009
The days are getting near, we tell you. The thyme has come for all good men to inspect the undersides of their tickle-porridge. It is a funny relationship, you see, that seems to exist between chance and love, chaos and fire. “Indian astrologers are predicting violence and turmoil across the world as a result of this week’s total solar eclipse”. “Human humans are predicting sharp reactions to non-divisible things in a lesson for the feeble minded,” the survey says. Are you looking for an excuse, dear persona? How about a tall soundproof glass truck that delivers the pornography? Alas, the propaganda? Such is a dream we have all been having: “The veins are lined with sin,” the christians all proclaim. “The stars are shouting death,” the astrologereligions of the world all scream. “The economy is failing to be reversed by our ill-elected cool savior,” the republicrats all swear. “The federal reserve is responsible for this destruction!” the activists are shouting. “What is the nature of time bleeding?” I have also been heard saying. “If WE ALL wanted to stop homelessness right now,” Paul Brown Gospel Preacher East Oakland is saying, “… then we would.” But when will we stop religion? There is no reason for violence other than we like it. There is no happenstance for fear other than it’s blessings. There is no surge of desire besides its narrow cult… there is no failing religion that ignorance will not revive. “This isn’t about them,” the writers all write in their storefronts with greenplants and typewriters and farmermarket gratitude giveback gifts, “it’s about THEM. Who did you think we would save?” The answer lies on a narrow beach of indecision, breathes the very truth that escapes our clothing, sold to the marketplace of our religious desire, transported to our cars as we walk them to the great pits of great depth dream 2005, the cliff standing over the remaining apocalypse left to be escaped from mind after mind. TRUCK MIND TOWEL SPINE is the name is this game– the powers of illustrious illusions illuminating the irreverent ellipse’s internally irregular Ignatius. I MAY DIE and you may not. We are dancing, now…
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Posted By GVB on June 23, 2009
OH MAN OH WOW!! I Just can’t believe how like great the like music like is!!! Man, I work for that magazine in the City, and boy wait til they hear about this! This is a super-profesh kinda site and I will be blogging all about this for kingdom come forevermore. Check out my magazine webpage at http://www.buggabuggatrippyfunnyclimbatreeandletherswing.net cause we’re gonna feature this SWEET band real soon! Oh man Oh man!
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Posted By GVB on June 22, 2009
It all began when Marcos, the bass player, said “Kumba Haza Crambunking Gumba Gumba” to which Mr. Johnson replied, “Son, you better set down your player right there. This is gonna be a long talk”. And so we proceeded on with the evening, including all of the insane magic donuts which did NOT come from crispy creme, here is a picture of GENE’s SURFBOARD back when I let this nice young lady borrow it to spin some records back in the day, like, man, shit, we were so stoked, cause like dogtown was rockin and we was all like shoot straight-arrow funky wukka, and then she was like, “Yea!” and we then like all jumped in the pool which didn’t have any water and then i made this video and then we went to 7-11 and then we all had to go home for dinner beause it was 1951 and the war had just begun “but we could all play in the streets in those days,” as we were told, because heaven’s sake would not allow anything unGODLY unless it was FREE-JAZZ and like I said before you DON”T want to miss this show, but then again it is like kindof over like, itz a goodthing there aint no spellcheck on all these blogs cause ima newcomer but id like to tel u about a little problem i have caus spot took a leak on the carpet cleaner man head pan trappy can fire coming snowing cold whinter winer blog smog subscribe to my ramblings and we’ll have a nice knife opener for all the mailbox smashing i did as a kid, i mean what the fucking hell they were all rich anyway and we WERE LIKE WOW stoned and all HIGH and SHIT no wait, that was the group of us that DIDN”T DO DRUGS and by the way, DON”T DO DRUGS and don’t go SURFING like our little lady of liberty in the picture above here cause you will like end up like her and that would be kinda bad becuase there are sharks in the sea sharks in the west button up kiddie we past the trepst. Anyways, back to the task at hand. This is surely a bad idea. How does one even begin to think about taking this seriously? Hi. We are a band. We have LIKE a band. THERE are forty-five people in LIKE a band, and we have showsshows. My name is Robert Schweitzer. Comment and make a fuss because I will not be stopping this any time soon. Would you like to subscribe to my ipod video counseling? It has a video camera and it was big bucks but i stole it from one of the horn players and then lied about it and now I feel kinda bad like sinner christians because I said “Oh, man, wow– someone stole your idop video counselor? Dude, that sucks…” And of course they had no idea that i had the idops video counselor in my pocket and it was all RISKY-LIKE because I was coincidentally touching it RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT but I guess you all know and i can go jump off a bridge AHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHH just kidding I am afraid of bridges and helltime chorus songs. Whew! Don’t know where all THAT came from. OK, I think I am done.
By the way, thanks to all for coming to our super-crazy CD release party last friday and making it a huge success! It could not have happened without you!!!! Leave your comments about the show here, or feel free (of course) to follow suit with the story lines begun in the paragraph above. I’m sure we can have a nice time, here. -GVB-
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Posted By GVB on June 12, 2009
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