PHOTOS, VIDEOS, & REVIEW: PIZZA FEST 7, DAY THREE, EL CORAZON/FUNHOUSE, SEATTLE, WA. 8/6/16 (W. PERSONAL & THE PIZZAS, BREAD AND BUTTER, THE TRASHIES, ROCK AND ROLL ADVENTURE KIDS, STALLION, VHS, GEM, TALK SICK BRATS, & THE PIZZA EATING CONTEST!

Here we are at last, you damn punks, at the third and final day of Pizza Fest 7 coverage! After rocking out very, very hard on Day One and Day Two, those hardy souls who make it to Day Three were heartily rewarded with more incredible performances by beloved locals and national touring fiends/friends, and the infamous and highly-anticipated Pizza Eating Contest! That we all survived the Pizza Eating Contest, even as viewers, is something to be commended. Anyway, hold on to your pepperoni-pep-pep-perroni and let's GO! (Remember, kids, click on the photos to see them in their enlarged full glory, and click on the Flickr set links for that and more!)




PHOTOS, VIDEOS, & REVIEW: PIZZA FEST 7, DAY TWO, EL CORAZON/FUNHOUSE, SEATTLE, WA. 8/5/16 (W. SASHAY, GOLDEN PELICANS, SEX CRIME, SSDD, LIFE STINKS, MANIAC, OMNI, VIOLENCE CREEPS, & NIGHT BOSS)

WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO!!! Do you hear that?? That's the FIRE ALARM warning you that HOT HOT HOT coverage is coming forthwith from Day Two of Seattle' very own punk pizza party, Pizza Fest 7! Spray yourself with fire retardant and read on as we bravely dive back into the El Corazon and Funhouse after the shenanigans of Day One! (Click on the photos to enlarge or click on the Flickr links for more!)

There was no better choice to open Day Two than our friends, Night Boss, who improvised pizza-themed stagewear to stunning effect. Gentle melodicist Dan Enders went the extra mile and turned himself into a pizza-fixings canvas by the end of their set. Pancake Party, pizza party, all good.

Night Boss, Pizza Fest 7, Funhouse, Seattle, WA. 8/5/16 Flickr set





PHOTOS, VIDEOS, & REVIEW: PIZZA FEST 7, DAY ONE, FUNHOUSE, SEATTLE, WA. 8/4/16 (W. BOYFRIENDS, PISS TEST, HAIR POLICE, TOPLESS, THE CRUSH, & EX LICKS)

Oh, the glories that are a summer in Seattle: blue skies, sunshine on sparkling water, and PIZZA FEST!! Yes, Pizza Fest, that annual event that dares to ask the question: What happens when you combine some of the finest local and national punk/noise/garage/powpop/no wave bands around with delicious Sizzle Pie PIZZA for three days? If you'd like to find out, READ ON, starting NOW with Pizza Fest 7's Day One all-local lineup at the Funhouse. Please to enjoy, ya filthy animals!

(As always, click on the photos to enlarge, and click on the Flickr set links for more!)


SORRY NOT SORRY: YES, I WILL JUDGE YOU IF YOU VOTE FOR DONALD TRUMP

Like a good citizen, I dutifully watched every prime-time minute of both the Republican and Democratic National Conventions these past two weeks, and many more hours of pre-prime and various network commentary. I take my role as a voter seriously, and this year, I'm not just serious: I'm dead serious. So are other folks. The glut of horrified, hand-wringing articles from every form and faction of media have battered us all like word tornadoes. Election years are doozies, we know, and emotions run high. But the stakes have never been this high. I've seen 50+ years of American politics, friends (and not friends), and Houston (and everywhere else), we have a problem.

You know what it is. Oh, you know, even if you are willing to put every shred of your own humanity aside to ignore it. But you know the problem, and you might even know the gravity of it.

You know what a truly bad person is. You know what they do and don't do. You know from your own life experience, you know from the values you got from your parents or religious upbringing or just the good old "Golden Rule." You know the kind of person who seems to have no limit to the amount of cruelty they dish out, and you do everything you can to make sure this person isn't your boss, or your "friend," or your spouse. When you've encountered a truly bad person, you speak in hushed tones as to not draw attention to yourself and his or her ire, or you are pushed to fury into a fight you never win, because you have a filter, a stopping point. You know better than to engage someone like that, right?

But maybe not. What has it cost you, when you've put your trust in a sociopath? Did you lose your job? Get a divorce? Go to jail? Or did it just embitter you? Did you follow the rules and get shafted anyway? Did you believe, and get that belief shredded into dust? Did you get left behind while a lot of people you think didn't deserve anything made some gains?

And then...did you do it again? Because we are taught to follow leaders, taught to honor "strength," did you go right ahead and trust a truly bad person again, even though all your experience and your gut told you not to? Did you allow fear to make your choices for you again?

None of us are perfect. We all have, at times, put our faith into people who have betrayed us. The best we can do is learn from that and decide how to proceed differently in the future. The worst we can do is repeat the same mistakes with where we put our lot...or allow the bitterness, cruelty, fear, and ignorance to spread inside us like a cancer, until the day comes when we ourselves are truly bad people.

We face a presidential election which has confounded most of the world. WHY, they say, HOW? We know why and how; it was a trainwreck some saw coming down the track decades ago. We aren't getting the principled elder with an unparalleled track record of political integrity. Nope. We are getting a career politician with some excellent qualities and some not-so-great, and...a truly bad person. This should be, for anyone who is clear-headed, adult, informed, and reasonable, a slam-dunk choice in November.

But it is not, pollsters tell us. And I swear, if you vote for goddamned Donald Trump, I will judge you. I will judge you all the rest of your days, even if we grew up together, are family, or have other redeeming qualities as a human being. I will judge you for saddling me and my family with the single worst presidential candidate our country has ever seen, on every single objective measure anyone could imagine, and a danger to our nation and our world's safety and survival.

I will absolutely go right ahead and assume you are A-OK with blatant bigotry and racism, hate speech, misogyny, disrespect of grieving military families, the disabled, the poor, and anyone who dares stand up to bad people. I'll know you feel good about short-tempered billionaires who cannot control their mouths nor actions no matter what, even claiming he could shoot someone dead and his dedicated followers would still love him. I'll expect that you are fine with thinking a businessman who has shafted countless people and provoked large, ugly lawsuits is the kind of man you like to represent you. I'll know you are totally cool with someone lying more far more than any candidate in United States history has, right to your face, over and over, because he knows all he has to do is justify the worst feelings inside you that you just can't cope with.

And if you even whisper the words, "Bengazi" or "emails" to me, I will send you off to read Politifact and come back with the stench of decades of Fox News washed off you. There is only one competent human being that can run the country in this election. One. Any third-party candidate does NOTHING but pull votes away from the one competent candidate who can win and strengthens the truly bad person's chances of winning. Please re-read that sentence until you understand that it is a fact in the numbers game. The electoral college doesn't give a rat's ass about your principled alt vote, so you might as well start wearing your "Make America Great Again" hat, Greens and Independents and Libertarians. That will be your reality, so get cozy with it now, and all that it means.

My guy didn't get his chance. So now I will vote for Clinton. Judge me all day long for supporting her faults, for following Bernie Sanders lead, for having the audacity to question your character for not doing the same. I love my country, and it won't survive a Trump presidency. I would be a lousy citizen, a lousy mother, and a lousy person if I didn't do everything I could to stop a nightmare from happening. All I have is my vote, and yes, the ability to write another horrified, hand-wringing article.

The things that threaten world stability the most aren't ISIS and whatever brown-skinned people you think are ruining everything. It's income inequality, educational inequality, and the horror of climate change. Don't take my word for it; it's in every accounting of human history there is, from every credible scientist and scholar, people who have dedicated their lives to study and critical analysis. Look at the big picture. If you want a fully radicalized world, drowning in salt water, vote Trump.

And yes, I know you don't care. We all know. It's damn sure Trump knows. Do what you're going to do. Let your god sort you out.








POEM & PHOTOGRAPHS: "MINNESOTA MOURNS" BY AJ DENT

(I am proud to have hosted work by my friend and colleague AJ Dent in the past, and am very excited to continue to feature her writing and photographs here on Popthomology as she continues her travels. Thank you, AJ. -- Marianne)

From June through September of this year, I am staying in my homeland of north central Minnesota. While I’ve been writing a bit about my current adventures over on AtelierAJ.org and DigitalAJ, the recent racism-fueled murders of black people across the country has taken precedence. Since the death of Philando Castile, Minnesota has experienced significant storms almost every single day, alongside protests all across the state. This poem, which touches on the tragedy of his death, is dedicated to him, all others wrongfully killed by police, and the Black Lives Matter movement.

CURIOUS FACIAL EXPRESSION CATEGORIES OF THRIFT STORE TOYS, ART, AND KNICK-KNACKS

As a regular stalker of thrift shops for the unusual and amusing, I have come to a conclusion: the expressions on many, if not most, animal, human, or inanimate object vintage knick-knacks, toys, and mass-market art are straight-up bizarre. I am fascinated by the original intent from whatever labor slave created them in some sad factory line...did they mean for them to look that way, or were they unskilled in facial representation art, or unaware or...? I don't know. I do know these make me laugh. I've grouped a few for you from my latest forays here in Washington State. Please to enjoy!

1. ANGRY

Grey cat is not having it from the Siamese. Not at all.






PHOTOS & REVIEW: AESTHETIC MESS 1 YR ANNIVERSARY & OVER THE HILL BDAY BASH WITH SSDD & DREAMSALON @ CHOP SUEY, SEATTLE, WA. 6/22/16

Do you know what I was doing on my 40th birthday? Retching into a bucket, about 4 months pregnant with my daughter! Do you know a more pleasant way to spend your 40th birthday? Pete Capponi of Steal Shit Do Drugs and Craig Chambers of Dreamsalon knew what to do! These Seattle punk superstahz did it up right, teaming with DJ Jermaine (who's also in SSDD) and DJ Goo Goo of Aesthetic Mess to celebrate the DJ's team's 1st anniversary and Pete and Craig's 40th year hoo-hah boo-yah by PLAYING IN THEIR OWN BANDS! We all win, and...no morning sickness! YAY! I attended this funky fresh lovefest ear dessert and brought my large camera device.



PHOTOS, VIDEOS, & REVIEW: THE KIDNAPPING AND RETURN OF LUSCIOUS LUKE! PLUS STALLION @ SISTERS & BROTHERS, SEATTLE 6/11/16!!

WELL LEMME TELL YOU WHUT!


EXPIRED FILM PHOTOS & TINY VIDEOS: PONY TIME, WIMPS, & NIGHT BOSS @ CHOP SUEY, SEATTLE, WA. 4/24/16

I recently acquired an early-'90s Leica Mini point-and-shoot 35mm film camera that used to belong to my dad, along with several unused rolls of Kodak Gold 200 film, which also expired in the early '90s, like my dad. What does one do with such things? One takes them to a fine Seattle punk rock show at Chop Suey, that's what! An experiment in imaging, to be sure -- I didn't really know if the camera would work or how well, and of course expired film is a complete crapshoot: you know there will be changes, as film degrades over time, but you don't know exactly what they might be. The answers are below! You may click on the photos to enlarge or view them in Flickr.

I would mention that the show was utterly awesome and filled with mirth and mayhem, and that you would be very happy to find yourself in the possession of any or all of the new releases by Pony Time (Rumours Two: The Rumours Are True), wimps (Suitcase), and Night Boss (S/T).

Night Boss, Chop Suey, Seattle WA 4/24/16 Flickr set



30 YES 30 MORE WEIRD RECORD COVERS FROM THE THRIFT STORES!

It's been a few months since I've done one of these posts, mined from my frequent visits to thrift stores in Washington State and South Florida. You'd think there just wouldn't be any more funny to find, BUT NO! IT NEVER ENDS. Please to enjoy!

EVERYTHING. The disembodied head floating in darkness, the look of stunned horror, the scary cross overlay, the bizarre mix of capital and lower case letters, and "Stereo Phonic Sound."



PHOTOS, VIDEO, & REVIEW: COURTNEY BARNETT & ALVVAYS @ THE MOORE THEATER, SEATTLE, WA. 4/21/16

It always pleases me to attend a sold-out show for the friendly realization that HEY YOU ALL FOLKS LIKE WHAT I LIKE and, more importantly, the knowledge that it is an extra-nice feeling for artists themselves to put a butt in every seat. Last Thursday night, an excellent bill of Musicians From Foreign Lands -- Courtney Barnett from Australia and Alvvays from Canada -- packed Seattle's Moore Theater to it's rather steep rafters, and provided us with two very different interpretations of fine modern pop.




PHOTOS, VIDEO, & REVIEW: MY BIRTHDAY THROWDOWN WITH STALLION & DJ RUBEN MZ @ THE DEN, CHOP SUEY, SEATTLE, WA. 4/14/16 BY VICTORIA HOLT!

(I am totally delighted to bring you now the groovy words and photographs of ace Seattle rock n' roll chronicler Victoria Holt, who graciously agreed to cover my SWEET birthday celebration at Chop Suey last Thursday night, featuring the platter power of DJ Ruben MZ and the audacious awesomeness of rock 'n wrestling maniacs, STALLION! I even got to SING a bit! I cannot thank everyone enough -- so much fun, so many lovely faces, so much love. THE BEST! Scroll down to view video of the whole Stallion performance, including a jaw-dropping entrance! -- Marianne)



PHOTOS: TACOCAT, HARDLY BOYS, & LISA PRANK, "LOST TIME" RECORD RELEASE SHOW, CHOP SUEY, SEATTLE, WA. 3/31/16

Sometimes things come together so fatefully, do they not? This last Thursday in Seattle was shimmering, sunny spring kind of thing, flowers in riotous bloom, everything new and fresh and nary a drop of that pesky gloom moisture we are so well known for. What could be, in a just and good world, the best activity for such a glorious day? It would be surfing over to the good ol' Chop Suey club to help our dear pop punks Tacocat celebrate the release of their brand-newie Hardly Art rekkid, "Lost Time," oh yes! Demand was such that the band scheduled two shows; an early one for the all-ages folks, and a later one for the 21+ people. Yours truly arrived early to help as I could with set-up and such, which included inflatable aliens and ice cream cones, and REAL ice cream from Bluebird Ice Cream made especially for the day: ChocoTacocat! And don't forget the custom lipsticks from Yé yé Cosmetics! (As always, click on any photo to enlarge, or click on the Flickr set links for more!)



MORE VILE MID-CENTURY FOOD PHOTOGRAPHY: WOMAN'S WEEKLY DAIRY COOKBOOK (1966)

"Foodie" culture in 2016 is ubiquitous. Everywhere you look -- on Instagram, Pinterest, Pinstagram, Instainterest, whatever -- there are beautiful photos of scrumptious-looking cuisine, making us feel awed, intrigued, hungry, and complete domestic failures for not plating such edible elegance in our own homes. The bar was not set so high when I was a youth, I might add. Sure, every so often Mom might get inspired to copy the standing rib roast from the local supper club, but in general we ate a lot of casseroles with Campbell's cream-of-something soup dumped in, and cheap ground meat concoctions. Home cooks of the mid-20th Century were encouraged to take full advantage of "time-saving" pre-packaged processed foods. Presentation of a meal, to judge now in hindsight, was designed and implemented by drunk marmosets.

This brings me to share these images from a 1966 pamphlet called, "Woman's Weekly Dairy Cookbook," offered to us by The National Dairy Council. You can see already what we're in for, with a cover dessert featuring so much whipped cream that we might assume the berries were instead layered with fire extinguisher blasts or fluffy attic insulation. How does one begin to eat that?

I MADE YOU 11 EASTER CARDS (2016)




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