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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

The Cure DisintegrationAnd, as with all good things, we come to an end. My end with this particular column, at least. I’m hoping the future for Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying will unfold in an irregular but enthusiastic embracing by my fellow Jouptonians, and every now and again (or as often as anyone wants) a column pops up under this banner, no order to the choice of the four subjects necessary. As with everything on this site, write what moves you at the moment; if we see twelve drinking columns in a row, so be it! Nine crying posts? Good! For now though, let’s go into the final Cry.

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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Jennifer CharlesHere’s to your f*&king Frank, to paraphrase a favorite film.

Loveage: Songs to Make Love To Your Old Lady By purports, in a somewhat tongue-in-cheek way, to be a sonic aphrodisiac. The entire tableaux around which this Dan the Automator-conceived and produced, trip-hop masterpiece is built is so thorough, so painstakingly thought out, that when I saw them live in early 2002, Nakamura (The Automator’s real name) and Mike Patton wore smoking jackets and Jennifer Charles wore a slip.

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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Roadhouse Bar Brawl edit1999. Schlitz Family Robinson had died at least a year before, and Mr. Brown and I were trying to make it work with new people. I did a brief stint in Grez and Sonny’s follow-up project, The Harlem Circus (later The Harlem Circuit), but I wasn’t feeling it. I played one show with those guys and went back to recording odd 4-track music with Brown. Then an old friend, Jason Wayne Sneed, called me up out of the blue. He’d started a project with Mike Pearson of the Blue Meanies and a drummer named Dave. Pearson had left, and they needed a guitar player and a singer. Brown. Baker. Sneed. Dave. Universal Product was born.

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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Drumcondra Pub Example“After the shower I got dressed up nice to go out; Nichola and I were supposed to go to The Kitchen (U2’s club), to meet up with Joe and Tony. Nichola was still doing her make-up when I heard a knock at the door.

This is where shit got interesting.

Something about the knock put me on high alert. There was something malevolent about it. Maybe I’m imaging that now, I don’t know, but there was a feeling that came with that knock. And when Mrs. Ryan answered the door and I heard a voice say, ‘I’m looking for my sister, she’s staying here with two Americans,.’ I froze.”

The Joup Friday Album: The Atlas Moth – Coma Noir

The Atlas Moth - Coma Noir Album CoverI’m new to The Atlas Moth, so as my appreciation for their caustically unique brand of post/core/metal whatever is a fresh one. That’s why I wanted to take the open opportunity to post it here for The Joup Friday Album – to try and turn some others onto what I’m finding is a deeply rewarding album.

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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

tombstoneThe day they put my friend Aaron in the ground was the day that I learned the power of Amazing Grace when played by Bagpipes.

2000. I don’t remember the month, or the day. I was in a fugue. I had almost hung out with Aaron the night he died, had called him that Friday to invite him to go see a new band I’d just picked up the debut album by, a group called High on Fire I’d heard compared to Ozzy-era Sabbath. I was excited. They were playing Chicago’s legendary Double Door. Aaron seemed excited too. He almost went. But he didn’t.

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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Steak KnifeTwo weeks ago I related the story of meeting Nichola, the sexy Irish blonde who, in the fall of 2001, was to be my first one night stand. Well, she didn’t actually end up being a one night stand – I was never very good at that sort of thing, as the subsequent tale I told of flying to Dublin to meet back up with her demonstrates. The second part of that tale is coming in two weeks, in the meantime however, I realized to give a better understanding of her character, I should go a bit further into the night we met.

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