The Celebration of the Lizard

Had The Doors on me brain riding the train this morn. I couldn't be happier with any other music selection while working this morning. Thank you.

Lions in the street & roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother
Rotting in the summer ground.
He fled the town.

He went down South
And crossed the border
Left the chaos & disorder
Back there
Over his shoulder.

One morning he awoke in a green hotel
With a strange creature groaning beside him.
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin.

Dream(banana bugs)

So, I played hooky on Friday. Took a Rick Day I did. The W left my place at 7:45 AM and I proceeded to call into work and then went back to sleep. I was in a heavy sleep. I had a dream. Danny Doom was there in the dream. We were at my apartment. He was spinning REM records. That was all he cared about. Old REM records. Suddenly I saw a long yellow bug with brown and black stripes. It was big. I stepped on it. A few minutes later there were a couple more. I stepped on them. They looked dead for a minute and then got up and just kept on walking. What the hell! Then there was a little brown bug hovering in front of my face like a sweat bee. I would shoo it away and it would be right back there again a second later. Then there were more, and more, and more long yellow bugs crawling on the floor. Danny was still spinning REM records. Suddenly The W was there in the dream and in my apartment. I told her about the bugs, which for some reason she couldn't see, and she said, "Oh yeah, those are banana bugs." I said, "What the hell are banana bugs and why do I have them?!!! She just responded again with "Oh yeah, those are banana bugs. What you have there are banana bugs." I know they are banana bugs, but....!!" I said when suddenly Danny interrupts to ask me why my stereo sounds the way it does. It doesn't sound like his and he has a problem with it. He just doesn't understand this. I say, "I don't know! Jeez, can't you see I have a major banana bug crisis here??" He just goes back to picking out records and shaking his head. The W is still there just repeating the same thing, "Oh yeah, those are banana bugs. That's what you have there. Banana bugs." WHAT IN THE!!!!.....................

Suddenly I'm awake. The W knows I had decided to take a Rick Day and has decided to take a W Day as well and come back over. She wakes me with McDonalds. Phew.. No more banana bugs. I don't like banana bugs.

Ya know

Screw making an honest living. Where has it got me? We'll do it the old fashioned way. Let's just lie, cheat, and steal!

*****EARLY PRESS RELEASE****

Get MaM Back in the Van!

Chicago, IL September 14, 2006 -This was a strange summer in MaM's world. Things didn't really go as planned, but then, they never seem to anyway. After getting out-text-messaged in the Lollapalooza Debacle, we got back in the van and moved on, but only for a couple of days. In late July our van was vandalized on a quiet Logan Square street, windows smashed and tires slashed, and some nifty spray-painted symbols on the side too! We thought our gang-banging days were long over...

Weirdly, they were not finished. A week or so later the vandals returned (we can only assume they were the same gentlemen) and set the van on fire. Yes, they set it on fire. The MaM Van was reduced to a smoldering blackened hunk of shit. Needless to say, we wouldn't be using it to get to shows anymore. Luckily, our equipment was safely stored at the practice space, so we recognize that this could have been a lot worse.

Anyway, we've decided to throw a little memorial -- no, a party -- well, it's kind of like a party to memorialize the van and -- shit, we need some cash! We'd like to get another van and keep rockin,' but we thought we would have a little fund-raiser to go towards the cause. Ah, enough of me babblin,' here's what we're doing!

Wednesday September 27 at The Pontiac 1531 N.
Damen
Get MaM Back in the Van!
w/friends
Farewell Captain and Skid Marks playing stripped
down sets
and a full-on rock show by Milk at Midnight!
Other acts may be added to this bill as well...

$5 - $10 suggested donation

Thanks for all your kind words, we'll see you there!

The Pontiac is located at 1531 N. Damen, Chicago, IL (773. 252.7767)
Thanks for all your kind words, we'll see you there!

Occupation Motivation

I think I'm going to become a ditch digger. Since I'm always waking up in them, I figure I might as well make my own bed if I'm going to lie in it. Thank you. Now, where did those pesky fish throwing kids go?

Evel Knievel Crossing