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The other night, I told Andrea to lick my tractor. She laughed. I told her it was a song. She didn't believe me so I told her the story about it. I'll tell you now.
About 10 years ago, this band from St. John's called "space fat guys" went up to one of the atlantic provinces to take part in the ECMA week events. They had the opportunity to play on the local cable television channel as a part of a showcase of the different bands that had come to perform during the awards. They wrote a song called "lick my tractor" They were told not to play that song on the TV. They played that song on the TV. They got kicked off the TV. Debbie Cooper reported about it on the TV.
After I told her the story, I felt the need to hear this song again. I looked up space fat guys on a torrent search engine and to my surprise, I found the album in question. I couldn't believe it. But soon after i found something that blew me away. Something so retarded I think I jumped up and danced. A torrent containing over 2.5 GB of newfoundland rawk. Not only was I able to download it, but quickly. It contained music from After Forever, Blue Mojo, Buckettruck, Buddhajuke, Bung, Cabmen, Ched, Children of Eve, Crackwillow, Da Slyme, Darshiva, Dcomp, Dead Red, Ditch, Dog Meat BBQ, Drive, Dumbp, Fish n Rod, Fur Packed Action, Fuzzy Pumper, Gearbox, Geinus, Gelatinous Resin, Giver, Good Kids Pretend They're Bad, Good to Go, Guilty Bystanders, Hardliner, Hardship post, Horsecat, Howl, Hung Up, Impalas, Infinity, JKW, Johari WIndow, Jupiter Landing, Kuroda, Last Line, Lemontree, Life Of Leisure, Linger Effect, Lizband, Mike Wade, Molotov Smile, Moses Goat, Mr. Bellyache, Mr. Cock and Balls, Necropolis, Nerbenzer, Oberon, Of the Ashes, Parvenu, Placid Rain, Plan 13, Potatobug, Potbelly, Ratfish, RDP, Ritchie Perez, Ron Hynes, Secret Cervix, Sheavy, Space Fat Guys, Spunk, Staple, Stirlingslacks, Sunday Noise, Supagloo, Susan Gale, Sweatshop, The Farts, The Vav, This Day Forth, Thomas Trio and the Red Albino, Through Enemy Eyes, Thumm, To Kill a Nation, Tough Justice, Dead Reckoning, Marble, Persona (Now Know as The Novaks), Septic, Fool!, Sun Driver, Trimmed Navel Beef, Wonderful Grand Band, plus more. There are song some songs i would like to post... If I can figure out a way to do that, I will do so. I am giddy. I just got hit in the head with a tampon.
Note: Bold and italics means I got particularly excited about that band.
EDIT!: People have asked me for a link to this torrent. Just go to isohunt.com and search for localmp3s
On March 24th, my Grandfather, E.H. Vokey, passed away. He was 88 years old. He called me his (pronounced) cockedah roosah. I never did ask him why he called me that or what it meant. He took great pride in the fact that I look just like he did when he was my age.
Nan once sent him out to get ice cream. He came back 7 or 8 hours later with melted mess. When nan asked him where he was, he replied "in a helicopter". I think that's totally understandable. If I were given the opportunity to go for a spin in a whirly-bird I would drop what I was doing and get aboard too. Me and pop are a lot a-like that way.
I heard a lot of funny stories about pop in the past few weeks. A lot of them involve him being drunk. That is how a lot of my funny stories roll.
I miss him.
I haven't been posting as often as I should. I do not have the "boring life" excuse. Not this time. A lot has gone on in the past couple of weeks.
I went "downtown" a couple of Fridays ago. Actually it was Good Friday. Jesus didn't appreciate it.
For the first time ever, I had gone downtown with no intention to see a band or show. It was going to be pure drunk-dancing. It made me sick to m stomach thinking about it in the car on the way down. It was that or all the beer I drank before.
We went to Konfusion. I don't know how this ranks as one of the dance places in town to dance. Don't write comments or message me saying "You went to Konfusion??? Aww man, you shoulda went to...." It don't matter. It was fun for about 10 seconds.
Shandera and Warford were downtown as well that night. They don't show the savior much respect either. They were down in my element. They were checking out some band @ roxxy's. I like roxxy's, it's small, loud, and The Antics were popular there for a short time. I hadn't seen the crowd I was with for about a half hour so I decide to dart over there for a little bit and maybe check out a band. I call Shandera. He is on his way home. He tells me Warford is still down and got a good buzz on. I climb the stairs to the deck in front of the club and instantly see the afro. That is the best thing about Paul Warford. It could be Retarded Christmas Shopping Blitz at the mall and you could still find Warford in a matter of seconds. Shandera is easy to find too. That's because you just have to go to EB and you'll find him. Anyways, back up to me coming up the stairs. I approach him from behind and grab his shoulders like I am going to throw him down the stairs I had just climbed like a bouncer throws a jerk down the stairs at the Cotton Club (I don't know anything about that). He gags on his cigarette and turns around "HEEEEEYY MAAHHHN" He is drunk. He is holding some piece of material in his hand.
Me:"What have you got in your hand?"
Paul:"Oh, that's my underwear"
Me:"Of course"
Paul:"We were watching hoskins' band and I was going to throw my underwear on-stage so I went in the bathroom and took them off"
I meant to ask him how long he was walking around with his underwearpants in his hand but I'm sure his sense of time was as fucked up as mine was.
I left again. the band has stopped playing for the evening. I went back to Konfusion. Everyone was there. We left shortly after. I threw up. Julie wasn't impressed.
