<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523</id><updated>2011-08-27T13:58:55.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubblegum Damage...The Blog!</title><subtitle type='html'>Punk rock, politics, pizza, pro wrestling, and potpouri, from Shawn Carpetbagger of infamous Austin, TX punk band, The Ape-Shits!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-111507555617201516</id><published>2005-05-02T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T23:26:54.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You May Not Be Interested in Politics, But That Doesn't Mean Politics Isn't Interested In You</title><summary type='text'>So here in Austin a new ordinance is being proposed that would prohibit smoking in all bars and nightclubs. Proponents Onward Austin claim to represent workers who will "no longer tolerate unnessecary exposure to second hand smoke in public places". With that claim being made, you'd think they'd have broad grass-roots support from the innocent bartenders &amp; musicians they are trying to liberate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/111507555617201516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/111507555617201516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-may-not-be-interested-in-politics.html' title='You May Not Be Interested in Politics, But That Doesn&apos;t Mean Politics Isn&apos;t Interested In You'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-110740600268478606</id><published>2005-02-02T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:47:40.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Drive Me Ape!</title><summary type='text'>Long time no hear, eh? Been very busy with typical life stuff, watching pro wrestling, and the band. Speaking of the band, The Mood Killers name is dead…we are now known by the name that the American-Statesman XL dares not print…The Ape-Shits! Seriously, we’ve played three shows since the name change with our name absent from their show listings. Really fucking silly. And we have a new drummer, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/110740600268478606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/110740600268478606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-drive-me-ape.html' title='You Drive Me Ape!'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109782386566352629</id><published>2004-10-15T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T09:15:06.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose and Lose</title><summary type='text'>If John Kerry comes across as an elitist East Coast blue blood asshole, it’s because he is. Supposedly, Bush has the “Every Man” thing down. I watched the last three debates, and if this is George W.’s take on the “every man”, than what does that say about what he thinks about you?They both come from what amounts to American royal families. This isn't what Washington &amp; Jefferson had in mind for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109782386566352629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109782386566352629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/10/choose-and-lose.html' title='Choose and Lose'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109686775204147027</id><published>2004-10-04T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T00:33:18.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Save Shawn Carpetbagger</title><summary type='text'>I found this warning from Catalyst4Christ in the Bubblegum Damage...The Blog! comments field... "Where art thou gunna spend thy Eternity, brother? Very soon, God Almighty will send the human race a WARNING in His Mercy...until that time, my URL will help you if you want heaven." It's too late for the likes of this lost soul, but save yourselves while you have a chance. And my friend Anita </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109686775204147027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109686775204147027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/10/god-save-shawn-carpetbagger.html' title='God Save Shawn Carpetbagger'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109565156433291328</id><published>2004-09-19T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T22:39:24.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Ramone</title><summary type='text'>I remember the 1st time I came across the Ramones. I was in junior high and my friend Nick stole this tape from his older brother. We were at lunch and he was cracking up going on about this band called The Ramones that had this hilarious song called “Weasel Face”. He showed me the cover for the tape Halfway to Sanity. What struck me immediately was how incredibly ugly they all were…the Ramones &amp;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109565156433291328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109565156433291328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/09/johnny-ramone.html' title='Johnny Ramone'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109392730180003337</id><published>2004-08-30T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T23:41:41.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you think you know the answers, I change the questions...</title><summary type='text'>I've been watching a lot of pro wrestling lately...I mean a lot.  Not only on television, but I've got the great Mick Foley DVD set, the Ric Flair DVD set, The Monday Night War DVD, and Wrestling's Most Incredible Steel Cage Matches DVD set. The last few books I've read have been wrestling related (most recently the "Nature Boy" Ric Flair's top notch To Be the Man, I'll be posting a series of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109392730180003337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109392730180003337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-when-you-think-you-know-answers-i.html' title='Just when you think you know the answers, I change the questions...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109228338817318725</id><published>2004-08-11T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T23:03:08.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><summary type='text'>Bubblegum Damage...The Blog! has been up and running for a little over a year now.  To mark this anniversary, I've added a Greatest Hits sidebar.  These blog post links range from the controversial "Communique from the Dude Ranch" to the popular "Shawn's Dad vs. Punk Rock" to personal favorites like "Handshake Deal".  I've also added my favorite reads to the links list and, of course, I recommend</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109228338817318725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109228338817318725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109210713669061339</id><published>2004-08-09T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:48:47.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Eat Pizza, I Think of Your Face</title><summary type='text'>The Mood Killers will be playing at everyone's favorite punk rock pizza joint, The Parlor, Tuesdays, August 10th, 17th, and 31st! Shows start at 9PM sharp! Ask for the Shawn Carpetbagger Special, a large onion pizza, at regular price!We will also be playing at Beerland this Friday the 13th with Model Citizen and the Faster Disasters, plus acoustic sets from Alan of Teen Cool infamy.In other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109210713669061339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109210713669061339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/08/when-i-eat-pizza-i-think-of-your-face.html' title='When I Eat Pizza, I Think of Your Face'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109130767788531163</id><published>2004-07-31T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:44:49.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Them Chew Bubblegum</title><summary type='text'>Max Dropout, notorious shit-stirring Austin rock n' roll scribe, has brought us a new issue of the excellent Let Them Eat Lead featuring interviews with the likes of Ms. Alex White, Greg Cartwright of Oblivians fame, and articles on Simply Saucer, Jimmy Paige &amp; Kenneth Anger, and Tiny Tim. And if that's not all, you get the premiere of Shawn Carpetbagger in "Too Much Monkey Business", which Max </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109130767788531163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109130767788531163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/07/let-them-chew-bubblegum.html' title='Let Them Chew Bubblegum'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-109036750471871166</id><published>2004-07-20T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:49:00.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Drum</title><summary type='text'>Lets talk about Linda Ronstatdt. She dedicates a song to Michael Moore and half of her crowd decide that, despite the fact that they have never really believed in anything before, that now is the time to take a stand and buck the system by walking out of her performance, defacing her posters, and causing a near riot at some Vegas casino. Hilarious! I gotta see the video for that! People love to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109036750471871166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/109036750471871166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/07/different-drum.html' title='Different Drum'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108934115218199266</id><published>2004-07-08T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:49:11.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Girls, Hairy Armpits</title><summary type='text'>The Site Meter feature on this blog not only keeps track of the number of hits Bubblegum Damage…The Blog! accumulates, it also shows the referring URL that directed the reader to this site. Most of the time, it’s the typical search engine words like “dirty sweets”, “Austin, TX punk rock”, “bubblegum”, etc., etc. But in the last few days, I’ve had an unusual number of readers hit the site, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108934115218199266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108934115218199266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/07/pretty-girls-hairy-armpits.html' title='Pretty Girls, Hairy Armpits'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108796479393933912</id><published>2004-06-22T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:49:24.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More...</title><summary type='text'>My wife and I recently went out to get some food at our favorite Vietnamese restaurant. I didn’t feel like sitting down inside to wait for our to-go order, so we went out front. There was this twenty-something white college guy standing out front in complete traditional Indian garb looking like he just stepped off of the plane from New Delhi. I always get a good laugh at people with no culture of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108796479393933912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108796479393933912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/06/more.html' title='More...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108725928385836114</id><published>2004-06-14T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T10:56:28.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubblegum Damage...The Blog!...Not Dead!</title><summary type='text'>Has this been the busiest three months of my entire life?  Perhaps.  I quit the Dirty Sweets, got married, honeymooned in San Francisco, joined a new band, ran my rotisserie baseball team The Baseball Brats (currently in 3rd place!), and helped my wife recover from a somewhat serious surgery.  The ol’ blog found itself on the bottom of the totem pole of priorities.  Things are still busy but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/feeds/108725928385836114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601523&amp;postID=108725928385836114' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108725928385836114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108725928385836114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/06/bubblegum-damagethe-blognot-dead.html' title='Bubblegum Damage...The Blog!...Not Dead!'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108364472500908586</id><published>2004-05-03T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T23:28:15.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While My Guitar Gently Weeps...</title><summary type='text'>Oh gawd, not the Dung Beatles!  What's worse than a George Harrison moaner?  How 'bout a fatal dose of Clapton!  Ha! Ha!  So in the past few weeks, I’ve picked up the guitar again and started noodling around while I watch television.  Playing guitar is a lot like riding a bike, I could put my guitar in a closet for 5 years and come back and manage to bang out “Smoke On the Water.”  I didn’t say I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108364472500908586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108364472500908586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/05/while-my-guitar-gently-weeps.html' title='While My Guitar Gently Weeps...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108251968208504462</id><published>2004-04-20T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T22:57:39.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to 3000</title><summary type='text'>Back from the honeymoon.  Good times in San Francisco.  Did typical tourist stuff, hung out in Chinatown, went to the wax museum, the sex shop, saw “Mayor of the Sunset Strip”, watched the sea lions, blah, blah, blah.  E-mail me if you want the slide show.  In a meeting of historic proportions, I visited Lowery Manor, deep in the throat of the Castro.  Walking down the street I was cat-called and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108251968208504462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108251968208504462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/04/road-to-3000.html' title='The Road to 3000'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108122566446109959</id><published>2004-04-05T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T23:30:26.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chomp, Chomp, Chomp</title><summary type='text'>Alright, been really busy these past few weeks,  I got married.  I will be gone for a week on my honeymoon in San Francisco.  So if you need a good read, check out Chompy.Net.  Chompers include recipients of the prestigious Grade A Blog seal of approval Tamara, Jacob, and the newest member, your pal Shawn Carpetbagger.  I think the low brow crowd was under-represented, so they linked to me. Ha! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108122566446109959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108122566446109959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/04/chomp-chomp-chomp.html' title='Chomp, Chomp, Chomp'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-108002281619952953</id><published>2004-03-23T00:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T00:22:44.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat on the Brat with a Baseball Bat</title><summary type='text'>Not only is this one gonna be about baseball, but what’s worse is that  it’s about rotisserie baseball!  Now that I’ve alienated a majority of you, let me continue.  I’m playing fantasy baseball this season .  The Blitzkrieg Bop Roto League held it’s draft and I think my team, the Austin Baseball Brats made out alright.  It was an auction draft, which I had never taken part in before.  It’s </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108002281619952953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/108002281619952953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/03/beat-on-brat-with-baseball-bat.html' title='Beat on the Brat with a Baseball Bat'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107958638399984176</id><published>2004-03-17T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T23:08:47.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Death to the Dirty Sweets</title><summary type='text'>So I’ve received a few curious e-mails and phone calls the last two days…and it’s true, The Dirty Sweets are finished.  We played last Friday night and had a blow out on stage at the end of our set.  I wanted to play a different song than the one that was on the set list and Penny yelled at me that I “don’t do what [she] says like the girls in [her] other band.”  I had a heated conversation with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107958638399984176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107958638399984176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/03/death-to-dirty-sweets.html' title='Death to the Dirty Sweets'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107897771103288988</id><published>2004-03-10T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T22:04:07.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Courtesy Call</title><summary type='text'>In Texas you can sign up for a telemarketing “No Call List” for only a few bucks and within a few months, it’s illegal for telemarketers to call your number.  The Carpetbagger household gets at least one telemarketing phone call a night so my fiance suggested we pay the $2.55 to get on the “No Call List.”  No way!  You wan’t fun, you gotta make it for yourself, and a nightly telemarketing call is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107897771103288988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107897771103288988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/03/courtesy-call.html' title='Courtesy Call'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107819716412047519</id><published>2004-03-01T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T21:14:51.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a time &amp; a place for everything...</title><summary type='text'>If you’re a punk rock fan than no doubt you’ve seen a live musical performance outdoors.  You have probably also gone to your favorite record store to catch an early afternoon in-store.  I’m with you…been there, done that.  And I’m also with you in the fact that I found these things at best, so-so, and at worst, miserable.Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that nature is there, but I can’t say I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107819716412047519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107819716412047519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/03/there-is-time-place-for-everything.html' title='There is a time &amp; a place for everything...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107802048409525836</id><published>2004-02-28T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T20:10:09.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rawk Show update</title><summary type='text'>So The Rawk Show on Thursday, March 18th is shaping up to be quite a bill.  According to Rawk Show head honcho Nathan James, here is the official lineup...6:00PM Eric Himan6:30PM Penelope Houston &amp; Friends7:00PM Hazard County Girls7:30PM Sweet J.A.P.8:00PM Katastrophy Wife8:30PM The Dirty Sweets9:00PM Earth the Californian Love DreamThe Avengers are one of our favorite bands so we are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107802048409525836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107802048409525836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/02/rawk-show-update.html' title='The Rawk Show update'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107760597801563619</id><published>2004-02-24T00:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T01:01:38.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Over the Place...</title><summary type='text'>So SXSW is coming up and the Dirty Sweets will be playing two shows on Thursday, March 18th.  First, we will be playing at Beerland for the Horizontal Action Brownout along with The Fuse!, Throw Rag, Demolition Doll Rods, and The Hentchmen.  Later that night, we will be playing The Rawk Show art show featuring work from Cindy Wilson (B-52’s), Kat Bjelland (Babes in Toyland), Wayne Kramer, Tim </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107760597801563619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107760597801563619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/02/all-over-place.html' title='All Over the Place...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107638502068453150</id><published>2004-02-09T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T21:52:06.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Communique from the Dude Ranch</title><summary type='text'>So Weasel Manor has taken me to task for my Where the Hell’s My Deli Tray?!? piece.  While I’ve been accused of being a character, I don’t think Shawn “Quincy Punk” Carpetbagger is exactly the right one.  While Ben makes some valid points, I think he took what I wrote and ran with it, and I'm not exactly sure if his diatribe is necessarily totally in reaction to what I wrote.  Anyway, I’ve got to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107638502068453150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107638502068453150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/02/communique-from-dude-ranch.html' title='Communique from the Dude Ranch'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107578666710859680</id><published>2004-02-02T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T23:39:26.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tits</title><summary type='text'>So it’s taken tits to get ol’ Shawn Carpetbagger off the couch and back behind the keyboard.  I suppose “Tits” is a bit of a misnomer…should’ve called it “Tit”.  So this is what the world is outraged about..  Apparently, a split second shot of a middle-aged pop stars nipple is enough to ruin dinner for most families in America…that is if we’re to believe FCC chairman Michael Powell.  Powell says </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107578666710859680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107578666710859680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/02/tits.html' title='Tits'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107412651401289387</id><published>2004-01-14T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T18:33:01.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheetah speaks...</title><summary type='text'>For those of you who don't regularly check the Squawkbox comments section (which you should...and while your at it leave a comment or two),  Cheetah Chrome posted a response to my Where the Hell is my Deli Tray?!? post.  So here it is, in Cheetah's own words...I agree with ya that the whole deal of us walking off was a little overblown,(hell,we were already wet,big deal)but the way we operate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107412651401289387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107412651401289387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/01/cheetah-speaks.html' title='Cheetah speaks...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107344865234943449</id><published>2004-01-06T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T22:12:05.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Your Nose with a Rubber Hose...Pete Rose</title><summary type='text'>Pete Rose is a royal fucking jerk.  A total classless act on his part, admitting to betting on baseball on the eve of this year’s Hall of Fame nominations.  Today on ESPN, instead of being interviewed about his Hall of Fame career, Paul Molitor had to comment on the Pete Rose situation.  I’m sure Molitor has got to be pissed to be overshadowed by Pete Rose’s last desperate attempt at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107344865234943449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107344865234943449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2004/01/up-your-nose-with-rubber-hosepete-rose.html' title='Up Your Nose with a Rubber Hose...Pete Rose'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107154678592699216</id><published>2003-12-15T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T21:53:57.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Hell is my Deli Tray?!?</title><summary type='text'>So I saw the reformed Rocket from the Tombs Saturday night.  They were a proto-punk band featuring future members of Pere Ubu and the Dead Boys—Dave Thomas &amp; Cheetah Chrome.  A lot of their songs carried over into those legendary bands.  The “new” lineup has added Richard Lloyd of Television fame on 2nd guitar.  My expectations were high.  The buzz on the message boards was good, but you know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107154678592699216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107154678592699216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/12/where-hell-is-my-deli-tray.html' title='Where the Hell is my Deli Tray?!?'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-107074785528986742</id><published>2003-12-06T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T15:58:16.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Handshake Deal</title><summary type='text'>I go out to shows about once, sometimes twice a week and being the keen social observer that I am, this observation is always good for a laugh.  Join me as two punk rock males greet each other at a local punk rock gig…“What’s up douche bag?”“How’s it goin’ cocksucker?”So far so good…that’s about par for course.  It’s what comes next that I find so bizarre…Punk rock male #1 transfers his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107074785528986742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/107074785528986742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/12/handshake-deal.html' title='Handshake Deal'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106982657833622404</id><published>2003-11-26T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T00:04:01.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was a Weekend Record Collecting Geek</title><summary type='text'>Back from a weekend gig in my old stomping grounds of Denton, Texas.  Not to sound like the Denton Visitor’s Bureau or anything, but if you ever find yourself with some free time in Denton, you gotta check out Recycled Books &amp; Records…cool selection of vinyl &amp; books.  A few years back, an old punk rocker dropped dead and his sister sold his collection.  I picked up the Boys 1st LP, Sid Sings, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106982657833622404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106982657833622404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-was-weekend-record-collecting-geek.html' title='I Was a Weekend Record Collecting Geek'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106973858944696341</id><published>2003-11-24T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T23:36:59.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Editor's Note</title><summary type='text'>In my previous post, I mistakenly assumed that K.Thor Jensen was a grown woman.  I was incorrect, K.Thor is a grown man...which makes Amber Forever  even creepier...and better!  And further inspection of his site reveals he is a cool artist as well.  Check out shortandhappy.com for more.Readers of Bubblegum Damage...The Blog! should be familiar with frequent Squawkbox Comment regular Chris </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106973858944696341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106973858944696341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/11/editors-note.html' title='Editor&apos;s Note'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106877462317976314</id><published>2003-11-13T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T19:50:41.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good reads...</title><summary type='text'>This has got to be one of the sickest, greatest sites I've come across in recent memory.  A grown woman poses as a 14-year old girl in internet chat rooms and manages to outcreep the cyber-pedophiles who come on to her.  It's called Amber Forever and you will piss yourself laughing at stuff like this.Rank &amp; Revue is an Austin zine that covers the local club scene.  Bands like The Dirty Sweets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106877462317976314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106877462317976314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/11/good-reads.html' title='Good reads...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106860726529175307</id><published>2003-11-11T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T21:21:02.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Dat?</title><summary type='text'>Who are you?  Yeah, you reading this right now!  I've been monitoring this site with Sitemeter and I get about 10 hits a day which is alot better than the 2 or 3 hits a day I was getting a month ago.  And what's more curious to me is the amount of Western Europeans checking this out with the occassional African, Japanese, or Russian visitor.So my question to you the reader is, how did you find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106860726529175307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106860726529175307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/11/who-dat.html' title='Who Dat?'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106791516265769443</id><published>2003-11-03T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T21:06:01.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dirty in Dirty Sweets</title><summary type='text'>Well, if you were ever curious as to what Penny’s areolas looked like, here ya go.  I thought my provocative photo shoot would have made me a lock for the cover, but that’s show business.  When we made our pilgrimage to Chicago, we did an interview with Horizontal Action’s Todd “Toddler” Killings and sidekick (I can’t remember his name…memory is fuzzy).  The interview took place in a stairwell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106791516265769443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106791516265769443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/11/dirty-in-dirty-sweets.html' title='The Dirty in Dirty Sweets'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106731613609175032</id><published>2003-10-27T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:51:41.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Live from the Acropolis</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes the best thing about the post-season are the little factoids they give us about the personal lives of the players on the field.  These facts are meant to reinforce the myth that baseball is played by hard-working salt of the earth types.  Most of the time, they just remind you what a rube your favorite player is…you know, trivial stuff like Gary Gaetti enjoys hunting in the off-season </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106731613609175032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106731613609175032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/10/live-from-acropolis.html' title='Live from the Acropolis'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106670979059030429</id><published>2003-10-20T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T23:16:30.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil-Locks and Toilet Paper</title><summary type='text'>The Misfits cover band on Halloween phenomena is getting way out of hand.  I heard that in Austin alone, there are going to be seven Misfits cover bands playing across town on Halloween night!!  That’s a lot of devil-locks!  The only one worth your time has got to be The Sugar Monkeys at Beerland, featuring members of The Satans, The Deadites, and the Young Heart Attack, doing not only the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106670979059030429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106670979059030429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/10/devil-locks-and-toilet-paper.html' title='Devil-Locks and Toilet Paper'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106626432758390454</id><published>2003-10-15T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T19:33:23.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Season stuff...</title><summary type='text'>I know that the majority of people who read this could give two shits about baseball, but, whatever...you'll get your punk rock later!  Baseball, despite what the likes of Bud Selig and company have managed to do to it, continues to bounce back.  Last season, disappointing ratings had Fox having some serious regrets about delaying the start of their new prime time season.  But this season, Fox is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106626432758390454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106626432758390454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/10/post-season-stuff.html' title='Post-Season stuff...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106550040514530331</id><published>2003-10-06T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T23:23:02.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk Rock Extreme Makeover</title><summary type='text'>So would you bleed for your rock n’ roll???  At a show in San Francisco, Pat of Denton, Texas punk rock n’ roll band The Riverboat Gamblers took a swinging microphone to the face.  The results weren’t pretty.  I recall a show in which Pat took a swinging microphone to the back of the head, so this wasn’t a total shock, but it really fucked him up bad.  Evidently, he spent 6 hours in surgery to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106550040514530331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106550040514530331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/10/punk-rock-extreme-makeover.html' title='Punk Rock Extreme Makeover'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-10650653636080423</id><published>2003-10-01T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T22:29:47.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Weekend</title><summary type='text'>It’s been awhile, eh?  Well, if there are any of you left, it’s been a busy couple of weeks.  I recently went on a road trip with The Dirty Sweets, bought a home, painted the old rental, and moved in to the new digs.The Dirty Sweets were fortunate enough to play The Tyrades record release show at the Fireside Bowl in Chicago.  Cheers to those guys for putting us up and putting up with us over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/10650653636080423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/10650653636080423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/10/lost-weekend.html' title='The Lost Weekend'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106341243063444525</id><published>2003-09-12T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T19:24:04.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Call 911...it's Bono!</title><summary type='text'>So, the 2nd anniversary of 9/11 came and went…might as well have been 20 years.  Yeah, it’s a different world, but most people continue to live, colored threat levels don’t even raise an eyebrow and Osama bin Laden is more of a cartoon character than a threat to Western civilization.  People have wised up and George W. doesn’t get everything he wants anymore without a great deal of skepticism </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106341243063444525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106341243063444525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/09/call-911its-bono.html' title='Call 911...it&apos;s Bono!'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106296325204115870</id><published>2003-09-07T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T14:35:31.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Odds &amp; Sods</title><summary type='text'>Alright, after a month off, The Dirty Sweets have a few shows lined up.  This Tuesday at Beerland, we will be playing with The White Heat for their 7” record release.  Friday, September 12th, we will be playing with Slum City, The Mood Killers, and The Put-Downs, also at Beerland.  Thursday, October 2nd, we will be playing with The Little Killers (Crypt Records) and The Ends.  We have some other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106296325204115870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106296325204115870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/09/odds-sods.html' title='Odds &amp; Sods'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106245389757564477</id><published>2003-09-01T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T17:05:56.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl on Girl Action!</title><summary type='text'>With the entire world on the brink, this is the most profound statement that they can come up with?  This is the talk of the pop music world…G-rated pop star Britney Spears sucking face with Madonna.  I found it kind of curious that no one showed the actual footage of said lesbian kiss, just slo-motion replays or a still frame shot.  So I finally saw the actual kiss and it became obvious why…you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106245389757564477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106245389757564477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/09/girl-on-girl-action.html' title='Girl on Girl Action!'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106151957603762348</id><published>2003-08-21T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T21:37:09.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmony in My Head</title><summary type='text'>What were we thinking?!?? is a thought that often comes to my mind when I think back on past Dirty Sweets recording sessions.  I think about the garage sale junk we recorded our first demo on.  I played on a Fender Strat, which after banging out a few chords, would go horribly out of tune, amplified by a generic pawn shop combo that my dad gave me after he decided that taking up rock guitar at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106151957603762348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106151957603762348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/08/harmony-in-my-head.html' title='Harmony in My Head'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106092267676259792</id><published>2003-08-14T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T23:49:03.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Business is My Life</title><summary type='text'>Longtime no speak, eh?  I've been busy practicing with The Dirty Sweets as we get ready to record with Tim Kerr of Big Boys / Poison 13 / Total Group Sound...uh...(anyone else have trouble remembering the name?), etc., etc., this Sunday. So, yeah, I've been busy.For those keeping track at home, songs that will be recorded include all the "hits" (ha! ha!) like  "Fun Or Else", "Plastic Heart", "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106092267676259792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106092267676259792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/08/show-business-is-my-life.html' title='Show Business is My Life'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106023089017104759</id><published>2003-08-06T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T23:35:35.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Curveballs and Animal Sacrifice</title><summary type='text'>"Go Cardinals" is probably the best baseball blog I've read.  Not surprisingly, said blog is dedicated to my favorite team, the St. Louis Cardinals!  The writing style is hilarious and he's usually spot on about all things Redbirds.  Check out his theory about Cards' manager and animal welfare advocate Tony LaRussa...it's all a front for animal sacrifice to appease the pitching gods!  I think for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106023089017104759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106023089017104759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/08/curveballs-and-animal-sacrifice.html' title='Curveballs and Animal Sacrifice'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-106013918191054279</id><published>2003-08-05T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T22:06:21.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and in and under the chin...</title><summary type='text'>Oh, the lonely life of a punk rock Major League Baseball fan in Austin, Texas!  You can take your University of Texas Longhorn baseball and all that it entails…ugly, burnt orange uniforms, aluminum bats, and fists pumping the “Hook ‘Em Horns” like it’s some sort of Dave Matthews goes metal concert!  I'll pass on that!  The Disney-fied, “fun for the whole family” selling point of the Houston </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106013918191054279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/106013918191054279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/08/up-and-in-and-under-chin.html' title='Up and in and under the chin...'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-105953535319213847</id><published>2003-07-29T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T22:22:33.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Tip of the Day</title><summary type='text'>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.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105953535319213847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105953535319213847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/07/blog-tip-of-day.html' title='Blog Tip of the Day'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-105936682148561817</id><published>2003-07-27T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T00:00:53.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shawn's Dad vs. Punk Rock</title><summary type='text'>	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 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105936682148561817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105936682148561817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/07/shawns-dad-vs-punk-rock.html' title='Shawn&apos;s Dad vs. Punk Rock'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-105910383776464545</id><published>2003-07-24T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T22:30:37.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock Rock</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105910383776464545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105910383776464545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/07/cock-rock.html' title='Cock Rock'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601523.post-105884513907985487</id><published>2003-07-21T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T22:56:10.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...Bubblegum Damage...The Blog!</title><summary type='text'>    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 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105884513907985487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601523/posts/default/105884513907985487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblegumdamage.blogspot.com/2003/07/introducingbubblegum-damagethe-blog.html' title='Introducing...Bubblegum Damage...The Blog!'/><author><name>Shawn Carpetbagger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10268333042092242530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/188/1764/320/Sean.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
