Yes in the Wizard we trust
No way. They don’t have a punk pedigree at all. They’re like punk-lite, but even worse than that. They’re like “punk rock for fat people” haha (no offense if you’re overweight; I’ve put on a few pounds the last year or so, with this quarantining and shit; gonna go on a diet pretty soon, which is another thing I would’ve slapped someone for if they told me that fifteen years ago). I’m not sure how you’re drawing a line from Bad Religion to Crass, but okay haha.
Velvet Underground kicks ass, too. I actually really love that movie “The Doors,” even though I hate the actual Doors haha. The Velvet Underground/Andy Warhol scene is like one of my favorite things ever haha. Just that decadent, over-the-top, sleazy rock-star shit… I love it haha.
Absolutely. Always and forever.
My line from BR to Crass is because BR made me want to hear anything punk rock even more than the other two bands.
I got a really good laugh out of you bashing on a band I love and then saying no offense in case I was fat lmao Dude the things you love are garbage, but no offense if you or anyone you know is a sanitation worker I’m still cracking up over it. I don’t get offended too easily anyway, even over bands.
If it makes you feel any better that movie was mostly bullshit. I love the movie but after reading Ray Manzarek’s book I learned how much was just Stone’s take. The band actually hates the movie. What blows my mind is exactly why I thought you must hate Jim Morrison is what you liked about the Warhol scene! The whole decadent, over the top sleazy rock star shit was for sure what I figured you were against with him. Different strokes I guess
Bad Brains.
Man I must be on drugs to forget them.
Oh yeah, hits bong, I am.
Growing up in the 70’s in California Vans meant a number of things, one was a shoe made by skate boarders that by 1978 a good number of youngsters wanted a pair not just skate boarders. Vans, the vehicles, as a child is what your parents told you to stay away from because you might get snatched. As a teenager they were a party on wheels; drank my first beer and 7&7 in a luxury van in front of my homies house while the family baptism party rocked in the back yard. We parked them out behind the high school and on lunch would hot box the F out of them. Later on in life we coined them to be the love shack, a hotel on wheels. If you were in a band they were the tour bus. You also have to realize that there were no seatbelt laws in the 70’s so you could do a lot with/in/on vans. I remember them as being the middle class RV and the more tricked out you could get them the better.
My parents used to be in a van club and had a fully decked out custom van with like square leather wall panels and a water bed, bar. You would never know by meeting them now
Oh yeah, I know Oliver Stone is a sensationalist. It’s a good, enjoyable, funny movie, though. Since I’m not a fan of the Doors, I don’t care if it’s accurate or not. I still get a kick out of it. Kind of. I mean, I wanna beat the shit out of Val Kilmer-as-Jim Morrison, but it’s a pretty funny movie, anyway.
That’s how I’m living! Or used to live, anyway. Until about seven years ago, I was ALL about cocaine and strip clubs and two-girls-at-the-same-time and everything else. I was listening to a lot of Guns and Roses haha, if that helps. Then I settled down with my girl and moved to the suburbs. No desire to do blow anymore. But if you ever come across any of my grow reports on thcfarmer from a few years back, I was absolutely high as shit on hard drugs and out of my mind. I don’t even know how I managed to take pictures and write them and shit.
I’m punk rock, all about integrity, but I’m also sleazy and gross. I know it doesn’t make any sense, but it does to me. You can be both, if you want to…
Yes. Bad Brains, for sure. And thanks for reminding me that I need to do another rip…
I give Val Kilmer credit for it though. When he was cast he asked about singing and Stone told him he’d just be lip syncing. Val told him he did a good Morrison and kept on him but kept getting denied. Finally Val slapped a tape of like 5 Doors songs into Stone’s hand and said 3 of these are me and 2 are the Doors, it you can tell which are which I’ll never bring it up again. Stone couldn’t and told Val he could sing inn the movie. He asked which songs were which and Val told him all 5 were him anyway
Really? I hadn’t heard that one. That’s a good story for sure. I love it. See? That’s kind of punk rock of Val Kilmer. And fuck Oliver Stone. He’s a dipshit.
Was born in the ass end of the 70s but got their ways … Grew up around hot rods, vans and dirt bikes … every van had a bed, a sound system and radio… even the vw kombis used to get tricked out with beds. They set the tone for how we would grow up. Cos now id love a tricked out GMC or chev and have the kids in 50 years asking what were we thinking … and dirt bikes are just the shit… I love riding around the farm and on sand roads with the quad or the 450 and just feel free… thise days growing up influenced us hard and funny that now days my friends are building hot rods too hahaha gotta
Yeah, well, you’ve got a ton of space, dude. Us city folk aren’t so privileged… I keep looking at houses further up north, on like ten or twenty acres… We’re gonna get up there one day, on a big-ass farm, but probably not for another eight or ten years…
But we’ve got a pool, so it kind of works out haha.
Shit now I’d love me a pool
Aussie version from a 79 baby
*Van’s = Panel Van’s, had a blaze blue 77 escort
*Dirt Bikes = skateboards
*CB Radio… “foxhare to bigbopper, foxhare to bigbopper do you read me bigbopper” (Mad Max movie quote)
*Semi trucks = desert warrriors
*Smiley’s = that’s acid right? At $10 a pop I did plenty of Smiley’s and purple ohms etc etc
Did someone say bong rips and Bad Brains? @Yetigrows @minitiger
Don’t mind if I do
Mine was identical same colour and all…
Speaking of acid I crashed it on acid driving to pick up a rental version of the new Mario Kart on Nintendo 64 game at age 16, pulled out of the car park just starting to peak and backed in to a telephone pole
Australia had some tough cars back in the day, this is a late 70’s Holden Kingswood HZ Sandman panely
I got a hit of acid on smiley-faced paper once. Not saying it was the same as yours, but it was smiley-faced. And huge, too, like as big as my thumbnail. We went out and got it on a Friday night, back when I was in ninth grade, and the plan was for all of us to it eat the next morning, Saturday, and trip all day. But I couldn’t wait and ate it that Friday night haha, as soon as I got home. Alone. Really good acid. Definitely watched the walls and ceiling breathe and melt for like twelve hours. I owned a ferret back then, too, and really connected with it that night… haha. “The ferret knows that I’m on acid…” haha!
I’m all about loveless promiscuity haha… I don’t see the problem with that at all.
Hahahahaha! No problem with recreational sex here!
Blessings…