so i have taken a moment and looked back on all my friends and adventures all the kick ass mother fuckers i met in my travels. some are still with us and others have past~ on ~ one of my best friends anthony robinson~thomas russel~josh russel~arron perry~josh black ~ i have loved and lost to love again~ i been in a tour van and moved on to a tour bus to travel the united states~with a group of bad ass mother fuckers Damion Christian Ramirez Richard A. Smith Trey Pangborn Eric Wilson. mongo hungout with bam margera ~sold merch to the quarterback of the denver broncos~one time me and eric wilson climed a parking garage 12 fligths to bomb down on our long boards we bombed down three flight then eric decided to bomb down the corckscrew with 40 dog then i heard a scraping sound and eric screamed dont come this way ..he wiped out so i slowly went down to see eric layin flat on his back laughing. we finished the garage the long way. the adventres of the bus. it ws fun till the manger screwed us all over. then i had sevral adventures with my brother Willis Mathiasen~ Kenny Bender~ Devo Devin Verdugo Petsi Slezak Tony Grigg Darren James Conway working ice t body count ~ shootings ~ drunk assholes and other basic debachery. and then there was working for tracy moody for years but due to a conflict of diffrences that friendship has ended with make me sad cause i miss that fucker. and my family that i worked with past employes to current ones. joel,john,scott,scotty, karsten, teann,tony,old man brian, tark, nichole, ian cheshire, mike brown, and his woman, oh and then theres bones, and all the band that practiced there, and i worked with great bands managing a stage for 16 bands in one day. worked with some great promoters lori at infinite ,mike thrasher, dan steinberg, and you ask if i change anything ......... maybe a few thing like the falign out with tracy .. so now i have been working with some of the best goup of musicians 13 scars ~ mace ~ graceland 5~. wow i had a bust life so far not enough to base a movie on!

the drill.kill

Detective john Schmidt was sitting at his desk when his phone rang. Detective smith he said as he answered the phone. John you got to meet me i am in trouble said the voice on the other side. The voice sounded familure but john was having a hard time trying to figure it out since he had been drinking the night before. And was still wet brain from. John the voice said this is Willie. Willie john though t for a second then remembered it was the ginger. Hey Willie john said what kind of trouble you got yourself into this time. A lot replied Willie can you meet me at the café roller. Cafe roller was a greasy spoon where I have met Willie several times. I agreed to meet Willie in a half hour.

After a quick whores bath out of the sink of the bathroom of my office. I walked out onto Hoyt Street and hailed the nearest cab roller café I told the driver as the cab lurched forward. We arrived at café roller as I looked inside there was Willie sitting at a back booth looking nervous drinking black coffee. He looked up from his coffee as I approached him. So what kind of trouble you got yourself into I asked him. Willie looked around and really quietly asked me what did I know about gold bars. Gold bard? I asked gold bars he replied. Well they’re gold and in the shape of a bar I resounded in a comical way. Really man i am serious responded Willie. Ok what about gold bars I asked back. Well the other day I went to a storage auction and bought a unit and when I was cleaning it out I found a stack of gold bars. And i am afraid these may be the gold bars that came up missing from the mafia a few years ago.

You see a few years ago the mafia hijacked a plane coming back from south America and the plane was carrying a shit load of gold bars a lot of them where recovered but a 50 of them where never returned and the mafia was brought up on pirate charges and then the bars came up missing from the mafia and the value of those fifty bars where about 4.8 billion us dollars. But while the court case was going on the members of the mafia where being executed. And the bars have been missing ever since.

So I asked Willie are you sure you think these are those missing bars and he looked into his coffee and mumbled yes. Well what you want to do about I asked him? I don’t know if anybody finds out I have them I am as sure as dead and you know me I don’t like being dead or being hunted like an animal you got to help me move these bars out of the country or sell them said Willie.

No goldsmith would buy these bars knowingly where they came from and who may come looking for them.

ha your punk!

sitting around drinking pbr
patches on your jacket
listening to rancid
dont make you punk
it make you a fucking chump

there's a sinister feeling brewing bout a women

there's a sinister feeling brewing bout a women and her non-stop yap in a couple weeks she'll be stewing bait the hook of a tender trap spend your money on countless reasons brick-a-brack that cannot be used snivel on the ground that she walks on give an inch and that women wants two the trouble today with women the mouth don't stop there's an older one yakity-yack husband's credit cards let her shop there's a younger one gums keep flappin' will the jawbone never stop there's an older one she need screwin' never in your life no not me will the women's mouth never cease the trouble today with women the mouth don't stop

importants of promoting your band..

promote your damn band !!!
have t shirts made
get a admat mad
buttons
stickers
an online press kit with a hi res logo that is readable ( that is black and white  most clubs print flyers in black and white to save money, no it not cause there cheap  it cause shit cost money to make money  and the less money to spend  the barley bandits paid some one to have this flyer made cost them $10..