rock my hole

i just finished watching the rolling stones' documentary "gimme shelter" last night. between the hells angels starting a fight on stage with mick jagger to all the hippies frying their brains out on 'cid at 9am, i was hooked. the best part was when mick was walking out of the trailer and POW! he gets popped in the face by some derranged dude and gets a bloody nose for it. shit, son!

the new mindless self indulgence live dvd comes out next week (sept. 11), entitled "our pain, your gain." i couldn't be more stoked. loved and known these guys for a long time, and their live shows are unreal, so it'll be nice to "relive the experience." it's been fun to watch 'em evolve from an underground band that a bunch of dorks who play halo in their mom's basement listened to. now they're out on tour as the emo draw of the summer at "projekcdt revolooshun," headlining alongside stinkin' park and my chemical bro-mance.

check out the trailer, that, while poorly cut and consisting largely of a 15-year-old audience, is still rad:



remember he 90s? msi has been around longer than half their fanbase is old:





that reminds me: hey, emo-kids with rainbow colored dreads? thanks for putting kool-aid in your hair to make it all those wicked sweet colors. those shows can get really hot and sweaty when you're in the pit, and sometimes you get really thirsty. thank god that you're there to save the day with your colorful sweaty ropes made of hair. all i gotta do is reach out, put my cup underneath your carefully crafted 'do and squeeze. yeah, it's a little diluted, and kinda salty, but that's good, right? like gatorade or some shit?

while msi are outrageous live performers, they're no gg allin. as much as i love east coast punk, i could never get into gg. lyrically, his music is kinda garbage. the dude gets naked, plays with his vienna sausage a lil' bit, then takes a shit on stage and eats it. he randomly grabs chicks from the audience and forces 'em to blow him. he's got some really shitty tattoos. i'm not feelin' it. but hey, dee dee ramone was into it:



i recently watched the most popular film in the vast library of dvds available on gg's live performances, the aptly titled "hated." kinda funny how the director todd phillips, went on to direct "old school," the remake of "starsky & hutch" and my personal fav, "road trip." it's also kinda funny how he started off filming steaming piles of shit and continues to still do that.

rolling stone magazine redeemed themselves a few weeks ago when they put the original lineup of GnR on the cover and featured some cool articles about the creation of "appetite for destruction." this week, the cover features maroon 5 and an article with axl wannabe, scott weiland. needless to say, that's just brown.