Wait! Now I remember!

Once I went to see Pilot to Bombardier. I was supposed to be hanging out with Miguel. When I arrived an ex-girlfriend was there, so he introduced me to Tony Wissing, and ditched me to hang out with her. Tony was wearing the hilarious ensemble which was a longish man's wig, and a navy blue, all velvet suit. After we'd been sitting upstairs for a while these two greasy, drunk hobo-types came up and started hitting on us. I don't remember exactly what they said, but they called us both girls. Finally, to escape the hobos and their hobo breath, Tony put his arm around me and mumbled some lie like 'my girlfriend and I have to go,' and we went to the bar downstairs. Good times.

Your celebrity sighting made me think of the time Billy Zane and Rachel Drasch came to the Launchpad "pop tribute" night. I overheard at least ten girls mentioning to their friends that they were gonna be the one going home with Billy Zane that night, tugging their blouses down to shows more cleavage and drinking dutch courage like no tomorrow. None followed through, sadly. Nobody said anything similar about Rachel Drasch, though Staurt recited a monologue of hers to her, and she kinda got creeped out and blew him off.

Anyway, people were all star struck, except my wife, who though the guy just looked like Billy Zane, and started talking all kinds of shit and being super casual. I walked up to the table having heard the rumors, and the guy next to me leaned over to introduce himself, "Hi! I'm Billy." I just kinda stared for a beat before saying, "I know." Meanwhile, everyone at the merch table (in our spot at least) were falling all over themselves to give him free stuff while she (wife) was telling them they were crazy ("Don't give that guy nothin!?"). He paid for one of everything at the whole table! Refused anything free. Then he came out and roadied for Unit 7 the next week! Class act!

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Originally posted by his name is a lie:
Appleseed Cast / Mercury Program show (5? years ago) a torrential downpour blew rain across the upstairs area so hard that it crossed the pool table and hit the spot that the pinball machine sits now . I am not sure who it was (Bethke and Beto, mebbe?), but 2 guys got on the roof and were trying to fight the flap back into place to stop the rain from destroying the pool table... they did not succeed, needless to say.

The water was running down the east wall so hard that it looked like a waterfall and there was a lake in the middle of the live room.

The show went on somewhat unabated, and was amazing.

Yeah I remember that show - 8/29/03 AppleseedCast, TheMercuryProgram, ChinupChinup, OktoberPeople. That tarp malfunction waterfall was crazy. I remember it came down halfway through The Casts set and everyone was worried that they'd get electro-fried up on stage.

Man, good times, great memories

I went to Launchpad a few years ago with my friend and his brother Sean William Scott. I can't remember what show it was. Everyone seemed to not know who he was at the time but people asked me about him for months afterwards. He actually used to come to all the crawls but the last few got too sketchy because he was getting mobbed.

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Originally posted by unit7drain:
OK, here are the details:
So this jerk-ass emo mutherfucker (his name is Steve) is at Launchpad as am I, I am sitting in a booth with my girlfriend at the time (who happens to be JCC who started this thread so she can confirm all of this) this guy is HAMMERED (and so am I) he keeps coming over and sort of vaguely hitting on Jessica, and then saying to me: "you got some really PRETTY eye make on there HARRY, real pretty" and this is going on for a WHILE, so eventually I say to this guy: "get the fuck away from my table or I am going to beat the shit out of you", so he wanders off for a while, but then he fucking comes back and says THE SAME SHIT: "you look real pretty with your eyes all painted up blah blah blah". So, I stood up stepped on one of his feet, and shoved him to the floor, he gets up swings on me and misses so I grab his head with both hands and slam it into the next booth over, he goes down bleeding and I yell "stay down" to him, and then I say to the security dudes who are just arriving that they better throw this fucker out or I am going to kill him, and since I worked there at the time and had worked there for three years or so at that point the security didn't need to think much about who to toss. I sat back down and enjoyed a few more beers with Jessica. And that's how it went down. And now: "heavy metal Steve" FUCK YOU, I'm out EVERY week in this town supporting local music, come out and fuck with me in the real world. But you won't (I know) because you are a fictitious creation of a sad little man. And sad little man, PLEASE come find me and check to see how much of a pussy I am when we two are standing in the street together instead of typing.

I'll be here on Saturday:

Come on by! Cocksucker.

Harry / U7d

Good day my fellow cock rockers, good day! Latta here. Well Harry, you said "PLEASE" so I came out and "fucked with you in the real world." You said you were going to post my picture online but I never saw it. How disappointing. I guess it's up to me to fill in our fellow cock rockers. And hey, rocking cock rocks!

So I stroll into the Launchy and it's boring as usual, some band with a violin is up on stage having a hard time getting it together. I go up to Ella to get my free CD. I tell her that maybe I should apologize for my threesome comment since she seemed to get so upset. So then I get a beer and go sit by the stage. Here comes Harry, hovering around me, sizing me up and making sure I'm alone (I couldn't get my bud fucking Myron to get off his ass and come down even though he said he would - yes, I actually do have a few friends). Finally, he stands right in front of me and says, "security check" and asks for my I.D. I figured he wanted to make sure it was really me so I hand him my DL. He then proceeds to put it in his back pocket and informs me that either I can try to get it from him now or he will give it to me at the end of the night after he's made sure I don't cause any trouble(!). I tell him I won't be around b/c I've gotta work the next morning. He then tells me he's going to hang onto it and put my picture online! Being the narcissist that I am, I like this idea but suggest he use a more current picture that looks more like me today. He declined and said he would send my I.D. in the mail when he was done with it!

Pretty funny, no? Before you think this dude is all tough and all, note that he was flanked the entire time by two buddies, watching his back. Not so tough, huh? Everyone I talked to said Harry was a total dick for doing this and it's true I could've gotten the cops who were right outside, but I just found it all greatly amusing, so I left without my I.D. It's hard to understand why Harry was so upset with me. Ever hear of that book "Everything I Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten?" I think more people should read that, especially the part that reads,"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." He did say that Laura Marrich was afraid to go downtown because of me. As absurd as that is, it really does suck that someone could be so scared of me, so I apologized to her and assured her I have no interest in her whatsoever.

So anyway, I think it's pretty clear that Harry broke the law. He definitely fucked with me so I decided to fuck with him. I called and e-mailed their shop repeatedly asking if he wouldn't mind going out for a beer with me since he had my DL. No response. I pointed out to him that he had broken the law and I was unfortunately going to have to get the cops involved since it never came in the mail (in fact, it came that Wednesday). Still no response. I decided to pay him a visit the next Tuesday to inform him that I did indeed receive the DL and to say thanks and see if we could make nice. It was business hours, but the front door to his shop was locked. Someone let me in so I strolled up to the counter. At that point he said, "What are you doing in my shop? Get out - now!" He then proceeded to grab a hammer (!) and push me VERY forcefully out the door. I tried to honor his request to vacate, but he slammed me against the wall repeatedly. I was trying to balance my drink but it eventually spilled (no worries - I get free refills at the gas station I live next to). He eventually got me outside and slammed me against the car across from his shop. I proceeded to walk to my car - at that point he yelled something like, "I'm gonna chase you all the way down the street!" I said, "Well, I'm going to my car right here. What, are you going to attack my car?" At that point he disappeared into his shop like a bolt of lightning!

Wow! It was quite a show. You cock rockers would've loved it. In fact, there were several passersby who looked on wide-eyed. Why so mad you wonder? I think he was supremely pissed that I ultimately outsmarted him and turned the tables on him. He had suggested at the club that we might become friends in the future, but I don't think there's any chance of that now. I'll give him this though - he would make a great bouncer. He roughed me up and got me out of there without doing me any harm and even my shades (which came off) survived with no damage. Of course, I wasn't going to fight back against an angry man wielding a hammer!

So . . . I think it's good that U7D is taking a break. They need it. I've listened to their CD some and let's face it - it's not really that great. It lacks POWER. I mean, jeez, turn it up, step on a distortion pedal, SOMETHING. They reach for something dark with their dark album title and cover but they come up with nothing. The music doesn't correspond to any of that. The drummer's good though. Oh well. Keep trying and come back next time better than ever!

Now that I've built up quite a few cock rock I.D.s I'll be coming to visit whenever I want. Until then, cheerio! - Rich

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Originally posted by RacerX:
*blocked*

Later, Latta.


Sorry, I mean, "Heavy Metal Steve."

As I've typed before, I'm convinced that anyone who feels the need to inform me that I'm "blocked" in fact can't resist reading my posts!

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Originally posted by Skreech:
Hey Steve why don't you go get your own wife. I got one and she's great.

Perhaps it eats this guy up inside that a dorky guy like Harry is probably getting way more lovin than him. Go back to pussycat video loser. I think I'll call you Chronic Masterbator Steve from now on.

Don't disrespect another man's wife. You have already earned another ass kicking.

OK, I can't resist another diss . . . yes, Skreech, like most people, I masturbate. In fact no one else can love me as well as I do. I love sex with women, but by and large it simply isn 't worth the trouble dealing with them. Women are a pain in the ass! And I don't fuck around treating people like drugs just for the sake of getting off. Drugs are way better than people in that respect.

So Skreech, we all know you're ugly as fuck so I guess it's safe to say your wife is ugly too. She must be. How fun could it be poking the same old tired hole over and over? Booo-ring.

Some moderators around here clearly wanted to see me fight Harry and they altered my text to encourage it. That's what that little threesome joke was about. If I said I wanted to fuck your wife that'd be a fucking compliment dumb ass. RELAX. I've earned another ass kicking? Name the time and place homey. But like most of you cock rock pussies, I don't think you could do it without a posse of buddies in tow to save your scrawny ass! No one fights fair anymore . . . pussies.

Hi everybody! This is *the* Laura Marrich, of the Laura Marrich "that was afraid to go downtown because of me. As absurd as that is, it really does suck that someone could be so scared of me, so I apologized to her and assured her I have no interest in her whatsoever."

My ears were burning, so here I am. And that definitely never happened. I wasn't at that show (although I'm plenty happy going Downtown), I've never met this guy, he's never apologized to me or assured me of anything---except, maybe, that he's bat-shit crazy, via the imaginary conversation he's recapped here.

Just clarifying my total non-involvement in whatever you guys are discussing. You can leave me out of it. Thanks, and good night.

Wait a second. We all know Laura posts on here as SquawkJockey, so is this Latta creating another account just so he can have another fake argument with himself? Just wondering.

Wow Laura, you sure picked up on that one quickly! Word travels fast around these parts!

No, dummy, I never talked to you. I apologized via e-mail (and apparently you never got it) because your buddy Harry Drain (is that a sick name or what?) TOLD me you were afraid to go out because of me. If you have a problem with that, blame Harry. Did I ever type that you were at that show? Not too bright are we?

One more thing I forgot to mention - the envelope Hairy Drain and elevator sent my I.D. in had a return address that read "45 Winchester Road, Albuquerque, NM 87666. I take this as some kind of veiled threat. Apparently they want me to know they're packin'. I'm going to give you kids a tip b/c I've noted other people making it clear they have guns: People, this is really stupid. Smart people don't advertise they have guns. You think I'm a creep? There's real, super sick criminals out there who you don't want knowing you have guns. If they get wind of it they will fuck with you and/or break into your home to steal them. I have a cousin who's a cop. I think any cop will tell you that letting the world know you have guns is majorly stupid.

Harry tries to look all tough and all but I'm not buying it. He claims to be a misanthrope? LTM - he's an amateur. His band all got toothaches while making their last album? Wow, Unit 7 Drain doesn't brush their teeth . . . how dark! How freaky! LTM

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Originally posted by mc:
Wait a second. We all know Laura posts on here as SquawkJockey, so is this Latta creating another account just so he can have another fake argument with himself? Just wondering.

I wouldn't doubt it. With that many personalities, who needs friends?

Martimepatimustogenitaltosignyourfeetinacacketaburch!

Who needs the drama and emotion of the Olympics when we have Rocksquawk??

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Originally posted by WebMonkey:
Who needs the drama and emotion of the Olympics when we have Rocksquawk??

Plus: less urine testing. You should see all the gold medals for bullshitting I have! I expect to be on a wheaties box any day now.

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Originally posted by mc:
Wait a second. We all know Laura posts on here as SquawkJockey, so is this Latta creating another account just so he can have another fake argument with himself? Just wondering.

This is a perfect example of why you are a complete shitbag. I've read enough shit around here to know that this Rich Latta probably IS mentally imbalanced and potentially dangerous. so you come along and reveal Laura's online secret identity. Asshole! If she wanted people to know who she was, she wouldn't have used an alias! Now Rich knows who she is and that canNOT be good.

Actually, I had a very nice conversation with Laura a few days ago. She was very friendly and pleasant. She told me in the nicest way possible that I needed therapy. I really appreciated her candor. It looks like there's no hope for assimilation, but I just gotta be me!

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Originally posted by 2cool4u:
Now Rich knows who she is and that canNOT be good.

Rich, quit refering to yourself in the third person. We all know that you are a harmless douchebag that has no life outside of some fantastical relm where you actually have something intelligent to say.

Why so hurt, Troll? OK, you put me down, so I'll do unto you and put you down. I listened to your little "song" and it's terrible. You guys have been together over four years and that's the best you can do? That dinky little 3-chord wanna-be punk shit? The same riff over and over - wow! Real Thrilling! Eeeewwww - your name puts down cops! I wonder what you'll say to the next cop that saves your scrawny ass from the gang-bangers downtown?

Ditch, I've tried to be nice to you and you offer nothing but childish nastiness. Let go of the hate! You're just like the Alibi, who, by the way, can't stand me since I got the better of them last night. The more I try to be nice, the more I get shit on - well, if it's shit you want, I'll be happy to dish it out!

Or, we can try being friendly, your choice.

I'm down with the gangbangers. They don't fuck with me. You will soon know the truth about Racist Cop when the LP comes out next month. Dude, you're fucking weird, and I hate hate haters.

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Originally posted by intercoursedog:
...I wonder what you'll say to the next cop that saves your scrawny ass from the gang-bangers downtown?...

Where the fuck do you live? The cops downtown are the ganbagers.

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Originally posted by black:

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Originally posted by intercoursedog:
...I wonder what you'll say to the next cop that saves your scrawny ass from the gang-bangers downtown?...

Where the fuck do you live? The cops downtown are the ganbagers.

Good point. Peace be with you.