*Craig Moore from legendary Keokuk, Iowa ’60s garage rockers GONN will be there Saturday night and will be joining both The Nevermores and The Geargrinders on stage for a couple covers, including the classic “Blackout of Gretely” that was included on the Nuggets box set! Don’t miss it!!
Tickets are on sale on TicketWeb.com: CLICK HERE to purchase. $15 in advance for a two-day pass that’ll guarantee you entrance both nights (also gives you the option of paying by credit card, which you obviously can’t do at the door). Otherwise tickets at the door will be $10 each night. BOTH SHOWS ARE 18 & UP!!
Lodging:
We were able to get the Crowne Plaza Hotel downtown to give us a special rate of $89/room for the nights of October 12th and 13th. This is a savings of $20 off their regular room rate, so it’s a good deal, if not still a bit pricey (but hey, it’s a really nice hotel, too). But the big advantages of staying here is A) you’re close to downtown (lots to see), and B) you’re only 3.5 miles (less than 10 minutes) from Off Broadway. Just make sure you mention the Show-Me Blowout when calling in your reservation: (314) 621-8200
Now, if $89/night is still too much, we can also recommend the nearest Motel 6 at 6500 S. Lindbergh Blvd. in South St. Louis County, but that’s considerably further (9.4 miles to the venue) and isn’t really close to anything interesting, other than maybe Grant’s Farm. The normal single room rate here is just $51.99/night. They weren’t able to get us any kind of special rate, though, sorry. (314) 892-3664
Another thing you can do is to go to www.priceline.com and for a zip code type in St. Louis and then, after you search for hotels, look for the “name your price” link under “More Ways to Save” on the right side. Click that link, then on the next screen choose Downtown St. Louis, then either 3-Star or 2 1/2-Star Moderate-Plus. Then just put in $50 or $60 in the “Name Your Own Price” box and see what happens. You may end up at the Raddison, Ballpark Hilton, or the Sheraton. All nice hotels and downtown, which is cool, and within a few miles of the venue. Good luck.
That Slant Six will probably outlive me. Seriously, they run forever! They’re virtually indestructible and extremely simple and easy to work on (not to mention supe up).
C’mon, that back window is huge! Bubble back! Glass back! Over 14 square feet of glass back there to watch the world go by!
Versatility. It can seat five pretty comfortably, or you can lay that back seat down and haul all kindsa crap in the back. And speaking of that back cargo area… You can actually lay under that big window. The backseat folds down to reveal about 7′ of open space in the back. Then you just climb back there, get comfortable with a pillow and a sixer, kick back and stare up at the stars. Fuckin’ wonderful.
It has no side-view mirrors. Nope, not on either side. They were still in the trunk when I bought the car. The previous owners just never installed them. I don’t think I’ve ever come across another early ‘Cuda without mirrors. Never had ‘em, never will (as long as I own it, anyway).
I like to imagine new ways of painting or modifying it. Like painting it Petty blue and putting the “43 Jr.” on the doors and Plymouth” on the back quarters. That’d be cool, but I’d probably get tired of that blue pretty quick. I think eventually I’ll probably go with a copper color (one of the original colors offered). I’ve just never been a big fan of red cars. I’ll leave the interior black, and probably put a big black stripe down the center of the top of the car, front to back. Tint that big back window, paint some cop wheels black with chrome lugs, and run all-black tires, the beefier the better. No low-profile tires on 20″ billet rims on this baby, no sirreee.
It’s paid for. Owning this car keeps me from going out and spending a lot of money on a car I don’t need… and then having an additional car payment to fork out every month. As long as this is my daily driver, I’ll drive it. No need for another car. And driving a car that’s paid for is a damned good feeling, even if it does need costly repairs every few months. But hey, that’s the reality of driving a 42-year-old automobile.
We’re the same age. I dunno, I just think that’s cool. So sue me.
No bells or whistles. It’s just a car. Hell, right now the radio doesn’t even work. No power windows, power steering, power breaks, power seats, air conditioning… nothing! And I *like it* like that. Well, OK, it does have a horn. My bad.
I have only seen one other ‘64/’65 Barracuda driving on the streets of St. Louis in the 5+ years I’ve owned mine, and that was probably 4 years ago now. None since. And actually, now that I think about it, that may have been a ‘66 (slightly different body style). I saw another ‘66 parked on the side of the street in the Richmond Heights area a coule of years ago, too, but if it’s not moving, it doesn’t count. So as far as I can tell, there are close to none (or at least VERY few) others out there on the road, at least locally. So it’s unique. VERY unique. That said, I would be very happy to see a few others out there on the streets. Why there aren’t any completely baffles me, to tell you the truth. I see them for sale all the time, especially on eBay (where I unashamedly purchased mine).
Hey, just a quick post to let you all know that there’s a new TIRC group photo pool on Flickr. If you have any rockin’ photos you’d like to share (live show pics, band photos, flyers, etc.), then please go ahead and join the group, upload your pics, then use the “send to group” option to add them to the group photo pool. Joining Flickr is free, by the way…
Once we get a good selection of shared photos on there, I’ll add a Flickr badge to the sidebar of the blog.
Here’s a repost from the archives of Lo-Fi Saint Louis. The Cripplers will be playing the soon-to-be-announced Show-Me Blowout festival at Off Broadway in October. More info to come… In the meantime, here’s a funny homemade video they made several years ago. Enjoy!
Call me crazy, call me stupid, but I had no friggin’ idea that Zander Schloss’s brother was one of the owners of the Atomic Cowboy. I had a vague recollection buried in the deep, dark recesses of my brain that Zander was originally from St. Louis, before high-tailing it to the City of the Angels back in the early 1980s where he would dabble here and there in acting and later join one of the best punk rock bands of all-time (the Circle Jerks, duh). My favorite among his movie roles? Karl, the “wiener kid” in Alex Cox’s 1987 film, Straight to Hell. He was also in such cult hits at Repo Man and Tapeheads. He hasn’t done any acting (that I know of, anyway), since 2001’s That Darn Punk, a film whose soundtrack includes a few too many Epitaph bands for my liking, but it’s fun nonetheless. But then again, Zander keeps himself fairly occupied these days playing bass with Duane Peters in Die Hunns (as well as the occasional Weirdos reunion) so who knows what the future holds for the wiener boy. Anyway, so someone—I’ve no idea who—set up a Zander Schloss fan page on Myspace recently, which I discovered about the same way I discover most Myspace pages—via a friend request, naturally. So Zander was fresh in my mind the day I watched Bill Streeter’s Lo-Fi Saint Louis vlog post about the Cowboy Cabaret at Atomic Cowboy. Lo and behold, right smack dab in the middle of it, this guy flashes on the screen and he’s actin’ a little crazy, wavin’ his arms around and stuff, and I look at his mug and immediately get that astonished “wait! I know that dude!” look that you often get when you recognize someone but can’t quite place their face right away. He looked sooo familiar… Glasses, curly blond hair, kind of a nerdy-lookin’ guy. Then the guy’s name pops up on the screen: CHIP SCHLOSS. Lightbulb goes off over my head. “Chip Schloss! uh… Schloss? Zander! No… Chip? Who the hell’s Chip? That must be his brother!” Bingo, come to find out (thanks Richard Beckman) it is. But damn, he looks just like his brother. See what I mean?
That’s Zander on the bottom, by the way.
I dunno, I just thought that was kinda cool. I’d no idea Zander had a brother involved in the music scene in St. Louis. Learn something new every day!
I just wanted to post that I’m very proud to not have ever read one word of, nor seen one minute of, any Harry Potter story, and I’m OK with that. Very content, as a matter of fact, thankyouverymuch. This cultural phenomenon just goes right over my head, sorry.
Ya know, it’s kinda funny in that odd-feeling in your stomach kinda funny, not HAHA/HOHO/HEHE/ROFL/LMFAO/LOL kinda funny… but walking out of the movie theater a couple of weeks ago after going to see Ratatouille with my wife and son, I saw “Potter” above one of the other theater doorways, and a long line of people stretched out from it. The first thought to come to my mind was to blurt out, “Oh, look, they made a movie about Jason Potter!” Then I realized what it was and I was suddenly very sad and embarrassed. Fuck you, Harry Potter. Fuck you.
The YouTube entry for this said it was from 1988, but I know that’s wrong. How? Because I was there, and I happened to be there with the future Mrs. Kopp, my lovely wife, Gina. Now, Gina and I didn’t even meet until January of ‘89, and this video was shot at their first show in St. Louis, at the ill-fated Bernard Pub (at its original location on Lafayette) in June of that same year. It’s crazy… we both totally remember that kid kissing Ian on the cheek and everything like it was yesterday. A timeless classic from Fugazi… enjoy!
My house smells just like the zoo,
It’s chock full of shit and puke!
Cockroaches on the walls,
Crabs crawlin’ on my balls!
Oh, but I’m so clean cut,
I just want to fuck some slut!I love living in the city
I love living in the city
I’ve spent my whole life in the city,
Where junk is king and the air smells shitty.
People puking everywhere!
Piles of blood, scabs, and hair.
Bodies wasted in defeat,
Young people dying on the streets.
But the suberban scumbags they don’t care,
They just get fat and dye their hair!
I love living in the city
I love living in the city
Great song by Fear, eh? Brings back memories of college for me… drinking cheap beer, smoking clove cigarettes and driving long distances in beat-up, old cars to see punk shows in some dingy, faraway venue (usually in the middle of a cornfield). But as nasty and abrasive as the lyrics were in that song, I personally couldn’t wait to actually LIVE in the city, once I was done with college and could move away from the parents’ nice prefab house in the suburbs. All my life I’d been intrigued by city living, and when my wife and I moved back to St. Louis from Kansas City (where we’d also lived in the central city), we immediately began looking for an apartment on the south side. That was in the spring of 1994, and we’ve been here ever since. As anyone who lives in the city and has close friends or relatives in the outlying suburban areas can probably attest, you often have to defend your decision to live in such a “dangerous” area. It used to come up quite frequently with some of my family members early on, but hasn’t really been an issue lately. Anyway, I wanted to post a link to this great blog entry on 15thWardSTL.org called “Why I Live Where I Live.” I think it pretty much nails it for my feelings on why I live in the city. Please check it out.
So, this blog was officially launched last Friday. I finally decided to secure the damned domain and start a blog about anything and everything relating to St. Louis rock’n'roll of various forms and styles but you can bet none of ‘em will be lame alternacrap, metal, emo, or mall punk. Straight-up noise will be presented here, folks. If you know what I’m into, you should know by now what to expect by now. Should prove to be a lot of fun, I hope.
