Friday, August 1, 2008

Pemberton, Seattle and Sleep Deprivation Equals one Hot Mess


Yo, I have been MIA for ages, lame especially since I have been the one pushing the HotMess Crew to blog. Well I hit up pemberton for five fantastically dirty, sweaty and dusty days, followed by the riding of the Drop Zone at playland and a 14 hour day trip to Seattle. Throw in a few session at the gym and my body is in a full 100 percent revolt. Regardless I loved every minute of it. More importantly I'm a buzz with the anticipation of tonight's inaggural broadcast... and I hope that you all are too. Im gonna throw up some highlight photo's of pemberton and a Seattle pic or two for you to enjoy. Hopefully the Hot Mess Crew all makes it to the Grand Opening of PoP Opera tonight... Vancouver's newest nightlife establishment. Thats all I got saving the rest for on the air. DJ DStar in the house. Ready Eddy?

God is in the Radio

I thought I saw him on the video
A trance is keeping him under
I know that God is in the radio
Checkin the station
Im glad I caught it from me to you
Just a call in the medium
I know you hear it, I hear it too
Its everywhere that I go

You come back another dayAnd do no wrong

They say the devil is paranoid
Always signin the cover
But God is leakin through the stereo
Between the station to station
You believe it, I know you do
You wont admit it or say so
I know that God is in the radio
Just repeating a slogan

You come back another dayAnd do no wrong

Queens of the Stone Age


It begins. tune in.

HOT MESS 6-7:30pm Fridays
CITR 101.9FM

Jay

Everbody Nose!

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Can anyone get enough Pharell? Can they? I can't. Especially since as N.E.R.D was playing at Pemberton I was sitting in my van eating cheese and listening to Phil Collins all of 2 km away watching Cletus Von Douche bag and co get all sweaty tossing a football around while yelling 

'Pember-TON! WHAT! YA! WOOOOOOOOOOH! FUCK YEAH!'  

Painful.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Mother Goose






As a professional cat herder, my abilities were stretched to the max on Sunday. I drove up to and down from Pemberton in one day with friends in tow Amy Amelia Zimmerman aka Amber, Steve aka Rudy, and Kheaven, aka K-os, aka Sleeps everywhere he shouldn't. We had cheese and vodka and phil collins so the traffic time was passed quite nicely. Highlights included dance mimicking teeth grinders at crystal method, babysitting sleepy alcoholics and the bacardi press washrooms, I didn't think too much of them as they were just regular flush toilets in a trailer until I saw overflowing poo receptacles on the regular fair grounds. poop. poop everywhere. yuck. Also the free mojitos were nummy.

All the tents look the same we so ADHD!

Holyshitfuck.

Where do I begin?
For my friends and I the madness of the Pemberton Festival began at 1:30am Friday July 25th when we decided to drive the Sea to Sky highway in search of a new musical legacy.
Were we geniuses for leaving at that time? We thought so...

"Babies, we'll miss all of the traffic! I gotta have more cowbell! Listen to Bruce Dickinson." said luxuriously long-haired Graham Pence in his best Christopher Walken impression which is really quite fucking good.
"I concur." I wearily replied, tired from having just interviewed Judas Priest and rocking out with some SEXY ( you knows who you are) people at the Ghost Brothers ( www.myspace.com/ghostbrothers) show the night before.

The truth of the matter is we were making great time until we came across a construction crew outside of Whistler that told us the road was closed from 3am to 5am for BLASTING.

We were pissed for about three seconds. It took that long for a party to break out right there on the side of the highway. Dancing girls on on the top of an RV, at 3, in the mountains. What tha fuk?

Looooooooooong story short it just got crazier from there. No sleep for days upon days upon days upon days.......
MODERATION. I'm sorry what does that word mean?

The days were long and drunkenly dusty. Evenings of maddness.

Shoeless women entering and exiting outhouses..shoeless.

30,000 CAMPERS.

Them: Why do you guys have access to everyhting? Why do you get to park backstage?
Why are you staying a Shawn's mansion with private bedrooms, bathrooms and a banquet feast every night?

Us: ALL YOUR TENTS LOOK THE SAME WE SO ADHD, WE SOO ADHD, WE SO ADHD!!!!!!

Free Bacardi for free.

I feel sorry for the people who paid to see the djs and had to wait in a line of 3000 to see their favorites.

I wish I spent more time with my brother.

These are the groups that KILLLLLLLLEEEEEDDDDDDD it.

Nine Inch Nails. www.myspace.com/nin

My Morning Jacket. www.myspace.com/mymorningjacket

The Tragically Hip. www.myspace.com/mymorningjacket

N.E.R.D. www.myspace.com/nerdofficial

The Crystal Method www.myspace.com/thecrystalmethod

Buy more music.

Jay.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Talk like that

I'm convinced that the time I ran out of uppers at the studio after my bear attack was caught on security tape, posted on one of those 'Caught on tape' shows then ripped  off by Jonas and Francois the creators of the fab new Presets video who were also responsible for the D.A.N.C.E vid.

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