Blog Tip of the Day

Best piece of blog advice I’ve received yet, this from Jacob of Remake / Remodel …“Don't ever write about what you had for dinner last night unless it made you puke on somebody.” Unfortunately, this means that today’s scheduled blog entry “Cashew Chicken” has been cancelled. Speaking of Jacob, check out his response to Shawn’s Dad vs. Punk Rock.

Shawn's Dad vs. Punk Rock

My dad is a twice divorced, 40-something telephone man and classic rock fan. He’s into drinking beer, watching TV, and ranting. I think the term “angry white male” is a good descriptor, so I’ll go with that one. As a 70s rock afficionado and opinionated asshole, I’ve managed to collect a few of his comments on punk rock…

Shawn’s Dad on…

…The New York Dolls… “we always thought of them as a fag group.”
…Iggy Pop… “Fag.” {Curious, because he’s always been a big Bowie and Queen fan.}
…Lou Reed… “Me and your mom saw him once in the early ‘70s. He had bleached blond hair and he came out and screamed at the crowd ‘Shut up!’”
…Sid Vicious… “Yeah, people were glad when he died.”
…The Ramones… (sung to the tune of ‘My Sharona’) “Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh…duh…duh, duh, duh, duh, duh…duh…my scrotum!”
…The Go Go’s… “You know why they broke up? Because they couldn’t play their instruments!”
…The Zodiac Killers… “They remind me of Buck Cherry…(begins singing) ‘I want my cocaine! I want my cocaine!’”
…The Dirty Sweets… “That broad Penny can really down her liquor! You know, my ears were ringing for three days after I saw you guys! Do you wear ear plugs? You should really wear ear plugs…you know your Uncle Brian is going deaf.”

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Cock Rock

I was reading the local weekly rag, The Austin Chronicle, to check out which bands are playing this weekend. Notice a trend…The Pink Swords, Well Hung Jury, Electric Cock, Black Cock, Slobberbone, The Yuppie Pricks, Big Balls, and it goes on and on. This phenomenon goes back years…remember those tube-steak troubadors, The Dicks? So what does it all mean? Don’t ask me, I just work here.

And where is it going? It seems that Toby Motard’s short-lived side-project, Mangina may have been the hermaphroditic bridge to a new era. Coming soon to a club near you…headliners The Pussy LIpz, with supporting act OB/GYN-eration X, and special guests The Tuna Taco Belles

Introducing...Bubblegum Damage...The Blog!

Thanks for joining us, your pal Shawn Carpetbagger here. For those of you who don't know, I’m the guitar player of The Dirty Sweets , a punk rock band from Austin, Texas...with LP or CD available from Rip Off Records! I was trying to decide between doing a zine or a web log. I’m a bit rusty when it comes to writing, so the prospect of putting out a paper zine is a bit intimidating at this point. On the other hand, I’ve seen web logs around for a while, but they always struck me as a self-indulgent 21st century version of a junior high diary. Well, I’ve been indulging myself since my early teens and you only need one free hand to click the mouse, so blogging it is!

Bubblegum Damage…The Blog! isn’t gonna exclusively focus on the band. Don’t worry, I’ll take advantage of the fact that I am the most computer literate member of The Dirty Sweets and make sure you get your fair share of Dirty Sweets and Austin punk rock inside dirt, through my warped perspective of course! If you really need more Texas punk rock scenester stuff, make “cyber friends” with the likes of Penny Traition, Omari of the late great Jewws, and every other Texas punk rocker of note, it seems, at Friendster. Penny tried to convince me to sign up, but I just don’t get the concept…it all seems so nerdy! Ha! Ha!

I look at this blogging thing like taking batting practice. Right now I feel like Kurt Bevacqua, but I’d like to eventually be able to hit a few out of the park. My ultimate goal is to get my writing chops up to speed and put out Bubblegum Damage…The Zine! And what a great term “blog” is! It’s like the sound someone makes while puking. So imagine Bubblegum Damage…The Blog! as vomits literary equivalent. I hope you can pick out enough chunks of coherency to make this worth your while.
Until next time,
Shawn Carpetbagger

P.S. If anybody knows how to sex this site up, feel free to drop me some suggestions. The present lay out is dull and this is way more technical than I expected.