DJ Adam Warped at Austin City Limits afterparty this Saturday!

Saturday, October 3rd, 2009

Come checkout POSR’s very own laptop lothario DJ ADAM WARPED spinning some electro and cosmic disco into the wee hours of the morning alongside San Francisco’s purveyor of the drunk funk TAL M. KLEIN plus a whole cast of shady characters in a dark and dirty warehouse. Underground like roaches baby always living never dying.

Still a Crime: “Housed While Black”

Saw a clip of congresspeople fleeing journalists after being confronted with their Birther beliefs. To those living under rocks and inside cheap bars, a ‘birther’ is someone who doesn’t believe that Barack Obama was born in the United States – and is therefore not the President (to those who are really, REALLY hung over, only people born in the U.S. can become president).

Here’s my two cents:

What it is, tragically, is latent racism – the real issue that is being politely tiptoed around. Precisely the kind of thing that is being unearthed – and confronted – during Obama’s administration. There is a relevant article from a N.Y. Times columnist regarding the “birthers,” and Henry Louis Gates (the professor arrested in his own home):

“The problem is again the legitimacy of a black man living in a big house, especially when it’s the White House. Just as some in Durham and Cambridge couldn’t believe that Gates belonged in the neighborhood, so does a vocal minority find it hard to believe that an African-American could possibly be the real president of the United States. ”

Grab your pint glass and read the whole column here

By the way: if you’re a ‘birther,’ then go fuck yourself. The fact is that American or not, Barack Obama is a welcome change in a White House that for the past eight years has sunk beyond the Middle Ages right into the Dark Ages, gladly. I was creating a new identity, sharpening spears, learning how to make fire from ostrich dung, and getting ready to sail to New Zealand if Mcain and Palin rolled into the White House, for gosh sakes!# Now I can stay and drink on Red River! If you’re questioning the legitimacy of a slightly ( he still hasn’t rolled back the CIA rampage on civilians under the guise of a war on terror) more HUMAN president, then I’m afraid I have to take out the race card – and stuff its blackened end into your liver.

peace & love, illson

#note: said plans above are all true. does anyone want to buy a large raft? its pink and rat-proof, and can almost make it across any river. guaranteed to get you survivalist chicks.

New Shiznit, different … Dayznit?

by illson

Woke up this morning and stepped into a pile of fluff. What? Ah, River, my girlfriend’s dog, just chewed through part of the couch. I nudge her awake and she checks on him under the bed, then I hear her try to grab something away, then I hear River growl, then I hear her say ‘he’s got your wallet!’ This is when I really wake up. Somehow, my money survived. I take this as a sign that it’s going to be a good day, and with that thought I curl back up under the covers to sleep off the hangover.

Final Memories from Yesterday

They are; listening to a Peter, Bjorn and John remix on the way to taking Chris Casual home and having the song end just as we pull up in front of his east-side house. Making a playlist on my ipod at Side Bar because they let you play 20 minutes of music. My first mix was well received by the wheel-chaired host (really, he’s on a wheelchair. He’s also from detroit. that’s all i can remember). The playlist:

Song – Band
Midnight Blues – Detroit Cobras
Roberta Flack – Flying Lotus
Get Off Of My Cloud – the Rolling Stones
You Only Live Once – the Strokes
Cool It Down – the Velvet Underground
A Means to an End – Joy Division
Hang Me Up to Dry – Cold War Kids
Flight of the Knife (Part Two) – Bryan Scary and the Shredding Tears

Chris Casual said, ‘You know the next song is going to be good because you picked it.’ I knew the next song was going to be good because I was on four Jack and waters.

I thought it was a good idea to grab a drink on the way to Chris’ place, and the bars on Red River are my favorite ones. Creekside, Side Bar, Beauty Bar and Plush are all clustered in staggering distance to each other, and Headhunters and Mohawk are just around the corner. These bars have the added benefit of being just a wee bit away from sixth street, so there’s a reduction of drunken coed factor – which is crucial. Drunken frat boys and coeds BAD. Drunken hipsters – passable. Being able to play your ipod at Side Bar on mondays – GOOD!

More Memories

Monday was the day Chris Casual came by the house to learn the songs. Its been a while since Jake and I have jammed, so I was pretty rusty. Good thing I kept notes. Bad thing that it was me keeping the notes; it seemed that every time I needed the tabs for the songs, they were hidden within a sheaf of social security office paperwork (what the hell was that paperwork doing in my gig bag?). Chris was SOLID. He picked up the songs quickly and he played perfectly on time. He’s going to be great. He also cuts hair, and was loving the bass playing because it was a slightly different motion than what he does all day. By god, keep that wrist in one piece, please – WE NEED YOU!!

Jake squeezed a couple of new tracks from his glitchy laptop and they sound superb. They’re fast, catchy, dancy, and in your face. Lap it up, people!

We wrapped practice after Chris got a general idea of the bass lines. Then we went upstairs and my girlfriend had him take his shirt off for some photos for her class. Maybe we’ll post them up. Maybe we’ll charge for them.

After their little photo session was when we headed off for a drink. And talked about the impending tour. And whether we would be selling t-shirts on the road to survive. Or if there was a bus with champagne on it waiting for us. Who knows? Jake gave me the contract and I promptly gave it back – which I thought was pretty rock and roll. And not very smart. Still, rock & roll. Still not smart. Which came first?

So here it is; my first blog entry for the hungry masses. I hope I get a copy of the Joy Division discography for this (which Jake mentioned he had).

Band Practice 1.0

Ahh the oh so familiar smell of cigarettes  and fresh new guitar strings strings..

Well today was the first pre practice for POSR. with Chris casual on Bass and Wilson on the guitar as the frantic Jake screams on the vocal going horse within the first 15 min…  the mesh of these 3 fellows worked very well as they tabbed the rhythm and riffs that they will play in front of a live studio audience.. Jaleki on drums and Lonnie on key s will be there soon soon within the week to get caught up.. things are looking might mighty fine

your friend POSR