Midnite Till Death occurred for the twenty-eighth time, it’s second since it’s return from limbo at Don Pedro’s. Don Pedro’s is a fun crime cave where you can do whatever you want, like that scene in the TMNT movie where we see Foot Clan recruitment center with all the arcade games and kids smoking and playing poker.  I booked four of my favorite New York bands and since I’m a jerk I booked my own band too. This guy pictured above is a spooky ghost and the guy next to him is O Camero, formerly Camero Werewolf, of the bands Livefastdie, Liquor Store, Some Action, Nice Face, Indian Casino and Jail Hippies and probably a few others.  Now he’s alternating between playing guitar and drums in my band, Fuck School.  We went on first.

Fuck School played our second show and it went pretty well. Fuck School is Camero and Sarim switching back and forth on guitar and drums with Viking Thrust just doing Black Sabbathy riffs. I’m so out of my league with these guys that my lack of ability is embarrassing.  It’s like sitting in a corner and eating all your Halloween candy at once, peering around to see if anyone else notices. I try to make up for it by physically engaging as many of the people in the audience as possible and taking their beers and cigarettes.

Here’s Jason from Cerebral Ballzy splashing some beer across my face and mouth. Fuck School did a bunch of original songs like “Get a Room”, “Zero Waste”, “Chain Fight Tonight” and some others. The best one hands down was called “I’m An Alligator.”  Johnny Sierra told me that being an alligator was a gay thing. I guess cause it’s got the word “gay” in it. We closed our set with a cover of Livefastdie’s “Weapons” which was fucking amazing. I’m slowly going to turn Fuck School into a Livefastdie cover band featuring me on vocals and Livefastdie playing the instruments. It’s going to be just like that episode of Metalocalypse where Dethklok assume the role of a Dethklok cover band.

This is Karen, the bartendress. She’s wearing an Indigo Lantern ring which means she has compassion. She got it before being fired from St. Marks Comics making her one in a long legacy of cute punk girls who’ve refused to put up with the bullshit demands of that store. It is a New York tradition.

Total Slacker are one of the best things going right now. They’re sound isn’t as hardcore as a lot of the bands I book but they come at musical performance with a similar attitude. Their shows usually start off without much notice and get louder and faster until Tucker is throwing his guitar across the space, running over, playing it, and then throwing it again.

I just like this picture. I think he was reclaiming his guitar after it had disappeared from his possession. He looks like a little guitar having crab.

My buddy Julie is a pool shark and she was sharking hard on some cellar dwelling chumps who got chomped.

If you need to piss you can use the upstairs bathrooms or you can use the downstairs pisscave which has a few urinals and toilets installed in random locations. There’s this awesome graffiti letting you know that punx is homozilla.

Here’s Honor getting ready to wow ‘em.  He kinda reminds me of the Cheshire Cat here.

And here’s Honor wowwing ‘em by jerking off his beer like it’s a cock.  Jah Jah helped.  Honor was pretty drunk I’d guess.

Later Honor took out his actual dick too. That was a little weird. I don’t think I ever saw him do that on stage before.

Johnny from Deathset was there.  So was this cute Vice intern.  Woo woo woo!

Here are some dudes in a corner.

Liquor Store went up next. They were super duper.  Afterwards they said it was one of the best shows they ever did. This time they only had four guitarists playing with them but it was still an intense show and sweat was flopping out of them like crazy.

At some point someone dragged a table into the pit and they were throwing the table around, beating it up. It was a real Gummo moment. I’m thinking of that scene where they beat up the chair in the kitchen and one of the guys yells, “Kick it in the brain!”

Finally, X Ray Eyeballs went on around 3:15 AM.  They are great. They are echoey and loud and good.  You can download all their songs from their blog.  It’s not as good as they are live though.

Johnny was thoroughly amputated by this point and started in with fucking with X Ray Eyeballs during their set. He also tried to grab the Vidiot’s camera from him which led into a big, fun to watch wrestling match between the two. Then he dragged my buddy Julie through glass. I knew what was coming and kept my camera at arm’s length from him, try as he might to get at it. Look at this photo.  He looks like a deer in headlights. He is about to get hit by a hangover truck.

He’s really getting up in their business. It speaks well of X Ray Eyeballs’ character that they didn’t just kick him the face.

By the time the bands were done it was 3:45 and the owner of the bar as walking on the bar pouring tequila into people’s mouths.  It was a slamming time to be alive.  See you next month!