I did some tracking earlier this evening. Added some new vocal parts to 2 new songs, songs that will go out as the last rewards of 2020, to my upper tier BDFSC Patreon members. Afterwards, Al stopped by and we rehearsed for Thursday night's live stream gig with Kepi, David and Jonah. We're pulling out a couple from the wayback vaults, songs I wrote back in the early 90s, where we briefly called ourselves Near Mint.
I'll be putting up the one and only Near Mint release for people who never got a chance to hear it. It's only 5 songs and is raw (recorded on my old 4-track cassette recorder) but I really have a warm, soft spot in my heart for them because they remind me of when Al and I first started dating and then singing together :)
This audio features a few little snippets off an old shitty cassette I managed to hold onto for over 4 decades.
In 1979, a UNR (Reno) student named Carl Nesbitt hosted an hour-long Saturday night new wave radio show on KUNR and he was cool enough to take me, my brother Steve and sister Cari's requests.
We knew that he predominately played lighter new wave stuff so we would request stuff from bands like The Police, Boomtown Rats and the B-52s but eventually, we badgered the poor guy to play more punk rock until finally, we convinced him that he should let us come by the station during his show with records from our own collections and play our records on the air.
So, we did. Every Saturday night.
Back then, we referred to ourselves as the 'Sex Pistols Fan Club' which Carl references.
In 1979, a UNR (Reno) student named Carl Nesbitt hosted an hour-long Saturday night new wave radio show on KUNR and he was cool enough to take me, my brother Steve and sister Cari's requests.
We knew that he predominately played lighter new wave stuff so we would request stuff from bands like The Police, Boomtown Rats and the B-52s but eventually, we badgered the poor guy to play more punk rock until finally, we convinced him that he should let us come by the station during his show with records from our own collections and play our records on the air.
So, we did. Every Saturday night.
Back then, we referred to ourselves as the 'Sex Pistols Fan Club' which Carl references.
Daily Ramble #2, 12/20/20
I took a ride yesterday. Hopped on the bike and roared down Broadway to the post office. At the McDonald's next door, I noticed a gathering of monster trucks and people in black and yellow scattered throughout the parking lot. The trucks all had banners with symbols and varying messages but I was moving too quickly to see what they said.
My first thought was that this was an assembly of a bunch of Proud Boys. They've been protesting at the state capitol every day and clashing with the Antifa people and I knew that a big rally was planned for the weekend. The thing is, you rarely see PBs hanging out for too long in Midtown. They usually show up wherever the rally is, do their bullshit and then leave.
I decided to rear back and get a closer look without attracting attention. I came up the back alley and pulled into the back part of the lot and caught a glimpse of a yellow flag with some lettering and some ominous-looking symbol in black.
At first, I thought it read, 'Kekistan' (the fictional country created on 4chan that has been used by adopted by alt-righters to signify...well...whatever the fuck dumb shit they're trying to say, but then realized it read, 'Khalistan'. I also noticed that a few vehicles had bumper stickers reading, 'No Farmers, No Food'.
Later on I looked it up and found out that Khalistan is the name of a sovereign state that Sikh separatists want to create. Turned out that thousands of people were in the area yesterday to protest India farming laws.
I mailed off my shit and rode on the opposite direction of the capitol building where all the clashing was happening.
Daily Ramble #1, 12/18/20 
