Twenty two years ago today I published a review of a concert I went to on 9/16/2000—Robert Bradley’s Blackwater Surprise. One of my jobs as a writer back then was do music reviews. This allows me access to the band—sometimes—maybe drink their booze, get autographs and a guitar pick. I also got to write off expenses like food, beer and the cost of the ticket. Back then the tickets were around $15. Not like a Rolling Stone concert today of $485. If I never here the song Satisfaction for the rest of my remaining days I will die a most happy man.
My competition was the Seattle Times review dude. I had to publish it first. He was always way to slow because he was getting a weekly check. If I’m the first to publish then It would automatically put my review at the top of any search engine back then. I was paid per view. Every view was ten cents. It rained dimes and I ain’t fucking kidding.
Twenty two years later I’m pleading with people who want to kill me and seven billion others—PLEASE STOP YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES. Where were all the rebel rockers during this bullshit crisis? Eddie Vedder, Neil Young? Why weren’t they out on a street corner playing? No doubt they were told you sit home and be a good little boy or girl and don’t say shit about this or we’ll flush your musical career right down the toilet. Rebel anti-corporate rockers turn pussy’s. There were a couple who did push back, Van Morrison and Eric Clapton. Eric because he was injured from taking the shot—Van because he wanted to play or wanted money, or both. I looked up the ticket price for one of Van’s shows and it was around $400. Am I the only poor fucker on the planet? It feels like it.
I was also publishing comics in 2000 under a couple different names, SpaceCowboy and the Homeless Comic. Here is one of my political comics.
I don’t know who posted this video, but hit the like button for them. Detroit in 2000 and eventually to Seattle.
I used to adore the Foo Fighters. I saw them in concert in Seattle with Weezer in the early 2000s, and before that in the late 90s at this armory in Spokane, before they made it big. I was very disappointed to see they were pushing the shots.... They lost their drummer Taylor Hawkins, as well as a band manager to the shots. Taylor had an enlarged heart, autopsy found. To this day, Dave Grohl and all the media is blaming drugs for Taylor’s death, despite the fact that he had become a dedicated family man and left hard drugs behind years ago...