Art Mann does Wasteland Weekend

First, yes, yes I am too stupid to figure out how to transfer a show I recorded with a DVR into a format that can be shared on youtube and so I was lame and filmed the TV with my S3. It came out pretty well but the last two parts were at night and that was less then good so I didn't use them.

Second, it would seem that in order to get on Art Mann's show you needed to A) show him your boobs or B) give him some beer. I was lucky and had some beer. You'll notice me about about a minute or so into the second segment.

Oh and yes King that is you near the start of the third section exiting the shitter behind the Mohawked fella. Cheers!

Meanwhile at the Grocery Store

Today after a particularly bad day of subbing I took myself to the local store to get me a six pack of some liquid memory eraser. On the way to find some 'cheapest beer I'll drink' I stumbled on this:

It's a Budweiser product. They appear to be making a sad attempt at an entry to the microbrew market. However the artwork on the case does just happen to be pretty damned fantastic. It's a shame though that that's the best thing about this beer ... and an even bigger shame that I'll end up buying a six pack. I am just a little intrigued by the 'chili and spice'. Oh well.

Musical Interlude the 26th

My buddy Megaton turned me onto this band. He's not so into the metal ... but I'm not scared.

These guys are called Hellcrawler you can find their entire album 'Wastelands' here.

Dwelling among the debris of the whore capital of Western Slovenia, Hellcrawler are a bunch of cynical wasteland denizens who found unsavory panacea in the symbiosis of punk violence, stoner rock atmosphere and heavy riffage. Their soundtrack to the demise of humankind is a motorized assault of old school death metal and d-beat which reflects their major source of inspiration, the decaying aesthetic of post apocalyptic and grindhouse cinematography. Beginning in 2010, the outfit saw their first release, Wastelands, in 2011 on Hollow Earth Records. 

Here's Devastation:



all old world nations
witnessed the doom of modern times
all corporations have led the world
to its demise

Wasteland Weekend Scrapbook.

These are some (ok most) of the photos I took in the wasteland. Enjoy!

Here is my silhouette ... still feeling a little dorky about the costume.

On the way into the Wasteland this was the first themed vehicle I saw. I knew I was close when I this rolling down the highway.

The Interceptor as viewed from just inside the Gates.

They are ALL the Knight Rider!

Pulse Jet powered go-kart! FUCK YEAH! The event staff wouldn't allow him to drive it though. They said it wasn't to theme. Funny that there was a buggy in Mad Max that had a jet goddamned engine as it's source of momentum. I have a sneaking suspicion that the staff thought A. that it was incredibly loud (it was)and B. that it was incredibly unsafe/deadly (I'm thinking it prolly was).

Pulse Jet from another angle.

No Wasteland it complete without a library.

The crew of crazy bastards from across the street. They sounded Norwegian (I think.) I think that our costumes were of the same mind

Dancer from the Smash Bot camp. Photo taken for educational purposes ... that is mostly to prove ladies do wander the waste as well.

Me full kit. I made almost everything I'm wearing. The chain mail hand sewn pants ... the works.

My tribe 'The Scavengers Cooperative'. From left to right: David, Vault, King of the Wastes and, me; your humble blogger. Quite the crew huh?

Dancer from before shakin what her momma gave her.

A sweet ass themed mower ... green ground effects by night.

A crew that put me and my mad costuming skills to shame.

TOE CUTTER! No need for further descriptions ... dude behind him is right on. Mr. Cutter was shit-faced-hammered by the way.

My crazy-as-fuck bartender for an evening of debauchery. Taken from in front of the bar at the Atomic Cafe. And yes that is assless chaps and a spiked codpiece he's sporting. (Note the Evan Williams bottle in the sculpture and the Smirnoff ... both came from me.)

HOLY SHIT I FOUND HIM!

Another themed vehicle

And another

Pigface and his woman (dancer in background)

JUST WALK AWAY.

Best. Bakini. Ever.

Free Apocalyptic Books (nine)

These are free. Perhaps for hours, perhaps weeks. Jump now if you want 'em.

1) Mutt (The Rittenhouse Saga) by Evan Fuller

2) Their Journey by Varian Morn

3) Target: Earth by Cheryl L. Cholley

4)   Wool by Hugh Howey (get this one right now!)

Musical Interlude the 25th (Wasteland Weekend Edition)

For this interlude I give you the band, All Hail The Crimson King (or, AHTCK). Watched these guys live a few days ago at Wasteland Weekend. Some might say that my camera was just a little jerky but I challenge anyone to hold a cell phone steady while holding a fucking chainsaw bat in their other hand.

Highlights included go-go dancers performing on stage, a midsong zombie attack, the lead vocalist Tim lamenting about the difficulty of singing when your helmet falls over your eyes so you're blind and also when said lead vocalist proposed to his girl friend on stage within the insanity.

One of the highlights of the whole weekend was bringing a gallon of Dinty Moore Wasteland Stout to their camp and sitting shooting the shit.

With no further ado I give you AHTCK