D’oh. Henry Ian Cusick, who plays Scottish rogue Desmond on Lost, is being sued for sexual harassment by Chelsea Stone. It appears that Cusick prefers the motorboat method:

Stone claims that while working on the show, Cusick placed his hand on her buttocks and caressed the back of her body while making moaning sounds. (editor’s note – Gross!)

She also claims Cusick “placed his face on top of [her] breasts, moving his face from side to side.” He then squeezed her breasts with his hands.

Actors on Lost who have run-ins with the law tend to get killed off (see – Cynthia Watros and Michelle Rodriguez). Hopefully the producers forgive Cusick for being awesome.

I worked at Pizza Hut back in high school and one night I filled out a sexual harassment form against our retarded mentally challenged dish washer, Tina. I wrote that she hosed down my crotch and repeatedly patted my behind while saying “How’s that?” She didn’t get the joke and was convinced she was going to jail. I had to eat the form to get her to cool down. Lighten up, eh?

Ryan Keely is one of my favorite girls too shoot.  And yes I know I say that about all of them, but this latin mama oozes sex.  When you just see her she almost looks like a nice girl next door, but when she is in front of my camera shooting for Stagg Street, she turns on all the charm.  She poses like no one else and has the hottest body and a sultry face.  You have to check out more pics of her, very hot!

National Suicide – The Old Family Is Still Alive (2009) [My Graveyard Productions] // Grade: B

If the “Old Family” is referring to the Thrash godfathers of yesteryear then they are most definitely alive and well on National Suicide’s debut album. Hailing from Italy, National Suicide play the sort of snotty pre-Crossover NYC style Thrash that in all honesty sounds exactly like Overkill. So while there is absolutely nothing new under the sun on The Old Family Is Still Alive, it is refreshing to hear a new Thrash revivalist band not opt for the Crossover-Hardcore sound and do what they do this well.

I’m a firm believer of any new Thrash that sounds like old Thrash is good Thrash in my book.

Ben Davies is the latest to join the Keep Watch tattoo club, and he did so with a lesser known colorway of the eyeball (pink and ocean blue)! Kudos dude!

Ron, get this kid a free shirt!

Ben: Ron won’t read the above statement so you’ll need to email us telling him that I said to send you a free shirt.

This barefoot and possibly pregnant girl in the above picture is Dani Nosebleed and the last Midnite Till Death was in celebration of her birthday. Two bands cancelled on the day of and my DJs failed to show up. I hope that all of those people are dead or in the process of dying. You don’t blow off a Nick Gazin joint unless you got amnesia or terminal amnesia, where you forget to not kill yourself. Happy Birthday Dani!

This is Ryan. We met at a Tom Wolfe reading. My dad hit on a woman interviewing us for a magazine aimed at librarians. When she asked me what interested me about Tom Wolfe I said, “Tom Wolfe? I thought this was a screening of Teen Wolf!” Funniest thing I ever said.

This is Uzi Rash. They prefer to be referred to as “The Uzi Rash Group Band.” All the members are in punk bands so I thought they would be a punk band but instead they did something that surprised me.

Look at all of those masks. Masks help make a band good or better.

These girls were always winding up in weird positions like this. I went into the green room and they were smoking, wedged in a cleft between stacks of folding chairs. I didn’t even notice them until one of them spoke to me. They seemed really drunk but claimed that they always seemed that way. I would describe these girls as being like pixies or trolls or something. Also, you don’t see a lot of girls sporting the chelsea cut these days so she gets a lot of points for that.

This is my buddy Nate from back when I was in art school. Good guy. We used to host an outdoor dance party together where we’d dance to punk music. A while back he told me that he was bicycling and blacked out and got hit by a car. He was so drunk that he just got a few bruises and scrapes. That story terrified me when he told me it.

These cute girls are cute.

This is Rare Form. Their drummer is a dude. They sing songs that are cute like “I Will Hold Back Your Ponytail” and some others.

This is Stupid Party. How stupid is Stupid Party? Not very. They are like a hardcore band or something. The drummer can drum a mean drum. “Bapapapapapap! dootoolotooloodooloo!” It’s all crazy. They are really noisy. I feel old.

Someone asked if their band could play since two bands had cancelled and I was all like,”Yes, and I do not care if they are terrible.” Sadly, they played pretty badly. Sorry, Sweet Destruction, you’re good dudes but not a good band.

Look at these motorcycles. Look at these awesome candy colored motorcycles. They should make motorcycles with guns mounted on the side.

See you next time.

Not to be confused with the Glasgow Twee-Pop band of the same name, Camera Obscura were a short-lived San Diego post-hardcore band for whom To Change the Shape of the Envelope was their lone full-length.

While in line with fellow San Diego post-hardcore acts, GoGoGo AirHeart & The VSS, Camera Obscura’s use of keyboards in creating their brand of hardcore was more prominent, and probably closest in line with Milemarker’s seminal and better known Frigid Forms Sell, released the same year. If you can imagine the guitar drive of Fugazi with the almost danceable, spastic bounce of the Fall, that was Camera Obscura in a nutshell.

I haven’t actually thought of Camera Obscura in almost a decade, but release of the Glasgow band of teh same name’s new album made me want to hear the band again. This was truly some of the best and one of the sadly over-looked albums of the late 90s, early 2000s post-hardcore scene. I unfortunately don’t know too much about the band or what became of the members besides that shortly after breaking up some members reformed under the name Champagne Kiss and released Dancing In the Pocket of Thieves (2001), yet another great album in much of the same vein as Camera Obscura.

Camera Obscura - To Change the Shape of the Envelope

20 hours of flight, one hour of set and a variety of Italian style family fun. The Crookers & I performed around 8:30pm at the Sahara stage last Saturday night and needless to say the result was epic! However it wasn’t until I saw these magnificent pictures taken by Kristian Dowling, I did not realize the size of the crowd.

Stay tuned for some Crookers summer tour dates (Hard LA, Lollapalooza and more) an amazing upcoming album and of course a Keep Watch Mix.

It all wouldn’t be the same without my Italian fam: Congorock, Crookers and Bloody Beetroots. Let’s make this world tour happen!

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What could be considered the most legendary straightedge hardcore band to come out of New York City (though some may argue otherwise). The Gorilla Biscuits spearheaded a movement in the late-eighties and ending in the early-nineties which changed the face of hardcore/punk and lower Manhattan forever.

In a scene centered around a post-Ramones/post-Bad Brains CBGB’s, a new generation of young bands spawned, taking influence from the rugged New York City punk beginnings of yesteryear bringing a more metallic,heavier and oft time violent approach to their music then their pioneering punk forefathers.

Bands like Youth of Today, Warzone, Bold, the Cro-Mags, Side By Side, Breakdown, Sick of it All, Agnostic Front, Judge, Straight Ahead, Underdog, Beyond, Burn, Token Entry, the Crumbsuckers, Sheer Terror, Murphy’s Law (and so on and so forth) took the city by storm ever Sunday afternoon, proving to be one of the last relevant sub-cultural movements on what was the verge of the impending Giuliani hand of doom which crushed this city.

Unfortunately, extreme violence and the changing social climate of the city put a halt to this thriving and vibrant scene.

The Gorilla Biscuits with their posi-youth messages stood up and spoke against the violence, backstabbing politics, and jock mentality of many aspects of this scene while never being too near-sighted to not look inward and point the finger at themselves as well.

And now after all the other post-GB bands, reunions and the like, thanks to Super7 we have an amazing monument to a place in time which can never be created again with this figurine of the iconic and amazing GB Gorilla.

Never in a million years did anyone think it would come to this. Extremely limited so don’t sleep. And yes, this is the second pressing for all you nerds out there.

Don’t let all of this N.Y.H.C. nostalgia take away from the Super7 Hooded Zombie (standing next to our hairy friend) which is also available on our site in limited quantites as well.