Tuesday, October 28, 2003

Just a quick post before I head off to the unholy madness that is Kiaros. Okay, so maybe it's holy, but it is madness. I swear to you, I wil do my best to resist the love, but I don't know how much LSD my body can take. Back in three days, hopefully not loving everyone and singing of bunnies and kittens. Later, yo.


Monday, October 27, 2003

Yo, s'up yall? I could not be in a better mood. Lets reflect on this good day, shall we? First, picture day, so I walked around the school in a black suit, skinny checkered tie and a ska button. I felt so rude. I wanted to skank to all my classes, but I don't feel like looking like a complete dork, if I don't already. My classes went well, and Toner Radio came back with a vengence. Old school, yo. All ska, all happy. Part of this killer mood is due to a little ditty, called "Trapped Like Rats in Myer's Flats" by Slow Gherkin, an awesome ska band off Asian Man. Mike Park is the man. I started a comic-journal and need a site for hosting. Someone find me one. The comic is gonna be called, "My Stupid Life," cause my life is stupid. As is punk. But anyway, yeah, web comic. I need a better style. I think I did all my homework, how about you? Oh, I'll close with a haiku I wrote for english.

College aps again
Last name first name parent's name
The process repeats

Oh, also, Kairos tommory. Ugh, not looking forward to being drugged, LSD'd, and strapped to a chair while they flash a light and words like "Jesus" and "Salvation" on a giant screen 'till my mind cracks and I go all, "Oh, I love the world!"

Saturday, October 25, 2003

It’s Saturday and I’ve been reading The Things They Carried. One book, one Chicago, yo. Props to Mrs. Edler for making us read it; the book is heading for my list of my top ten all time favorite books. Among those classics are Breakfast of Champions, Fight Club, and Punk is a Four Letter Word.

Anyway, the book is adding to my melancholy mood, I’ve had one all day. I think the weather is a factor in this and so is the fact that I awoke today with a headache. I burned myself a “Best of Ska” CD, in hopes that it would lighten my mood, but it was no use. I think I’m gonna go put on the Oil Comp and add to the sadness.

There’s a party going down tonight, and I really don’t feel like going; seeing a bunch of people I hardly know. Don’t get me wrong, they’re all top-notch folks, but, I don’t know, I’m just not into it.

I think I’m gonna head to Borders with a notebook and a pen and just sit and watch people and write about them. Just sit and write until closing. I hate sad Saturdays. Gil out.

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

Okay, I don’t know about y’all, but I have gotten little to no school work done in the past 2 days, therefore I am counting this as a 4 day weekend. I saw two great movies over the weekend. The first? Glad you asked.
(Cue Guitar Jug-Jugga Riff) (Cue Blasting Trumpets)
The second?
Bubba Ho-Tep
Just as awesome.
Do yourself a favor, check them both out. That’s all for me. Word ‘em up, yo.


Sunday, October 19, 2003

Wow, Sunday night, school tomorrow. Bah. No show. I blame the fascists, who do you blame?

Well I was walking down the street with my head held up high, thinking everything was alright;
When a big fat bird came and crapped on my head, and it’s the story of my life!

I’m feeling so groovy, it sucks.

God Bless Joe King.

Anyhow, its still Sunday. Uh, oh. Hey everybody, here’s a shocker:

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre is NOT a true story. Nope. Never happened. Not true. There never was a cannibalistic Texas family. Some of the stuff is based LOOSELY on a man named Ed Gein, or Gien or something, but he inspired the killers in Silence of the Lambs and Psycho and many others, so everyone needs to shut up.

Punk is still stupid.


Saturday, October 18, 2003

Saturday, blah blah blah, wish it was the Fourth of July…

Gil here. I picked up Evil Dead Dos on DVD for Film Club’s showing on Thursday this morning and just finished viewing it with the commentary, good stuff. Bruce Campbell is the man, he even uses one liners in the commentary. “Bet he’s a little light headed.” A-ha-ha. Man that movie rocks.

Speaking of rocks, you know who else rocks? The Queers. And the Ramones. Awesome.

I’m still working on this whole blog thingy. I think it needs a name change. Any ideas? Me neither. “Blogs of Tone” definitely sucks though. I also need something to blog about. There are no new albums out that I could review or anything, so… well, I guess I could tell everyone to go buy the newer Lawrence Arms album, it is pretty great.

Oh, yeah, it’s Sweetest Day too. So, of course, in honor of this stupid corporate holiday, here is a little love poem written by my boys, the Dead Milkmen (who, by the way, have a new record out that I need to get, “Now We are 20”):

Know that it would be untre,
Know that it would be a lie,
If I was to say to you
I didn’t set your house on fire!
But that’s just the way I am,
Have to take it as a fact,
Life can really burn you up,
When you’re a pyromaniac!

So, if you love somebody,
God, you’d better,
Set them on fire!

Word. -Gil

Friday, October 17, 2003

Hey, see, I told you I'd be back to vent this week. First things first, D3Powerhouse should get a real link, so here it is. Thanks guys.

Anyhoo, second up on the list is to complain about how we haven't had a show in three friggin' weeks! Two days off and an early dismissal (not that I'm complaining about that, mind you...), all on Mondays! What the heck is this?! I know you’re all just dying to hear some more crappy punk and ska, and the stimulating conversations between me and the Rock-Ape that is Pie, so you all should be outraged. I demand that we have more Fridays off! Screw those Political shows; just give me 40 minutes of air time a week!

So, its Friday, and that’s a good thing. Nothing much happening in the Toner World, punk is still stupid and ska is still happy, Ramen is still cheap, and marshmallows are good. OH! Hold, up, yo! Groundbreaking news: NIKE HAS BOUGHT OUT CONVERSE! Yeah, that’s right punkers and punkettes, our beloved shoe is now supposedly sporting the trademark Swoosh and the prices are being jacked to 50 bucks! This is insanity! We need a new sneaker and now! I suggest every one go directly to Sport-Mart (that’s where they’re the cheapest, believe me, I’ve looked) and buy as many pairs sans-Swoosh as possible.

So that’s about it. Catch y’all on the flipside, yo.

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

Hey, welcome to Toner Radio's Blog. This is a place where you can come to hear the childish and pointless rants of Gil and Pie, Fenwick’s top two Punk Rock critics. That’s right we’re the best, don’t let the ladies over at KPIR fool you. Uh, the idea for this Blog was stolen direct from D3Powerhouse ( www.d3powerhouse.blogspot.com ), so props to Matt are in order. So, this is just an intro into the Blog, look for some venting about the scenes later this week. Word.