by Stephen Pilgrim
10. Five people showing up to your show who aren’t immediate friends of you or your bandmates constitutes “Fillin’ the joint.”
by Stephen Pilgrim
10. Five people showing up to your show who aren’t immediate friends of you or your bandmates constitutes “Fillin’ the joint.”
by Anthony Pilgrim
“It comes down to reality-and its fine with me cause I’ve let it slide,
I don’t have any reasons; I’ve left them all behind-
I’m in a New York state of mind.”
-Billy Joel
If you live in Boston, or just have a affinity for it, you most likely hate New York City with nearly no rhyme [...]
“Viva Discordia”
-That Handsome Devil
by Anthony Pilgrim
Part of the mystique of rock and roll is its saturation with truly insane individuals who scream, smoke, and bleed their way into the history of this mad subculture. Every generation tries to out-do the one previous, starting with the jumping wild south piano stylings of Jerry Lee Lewis to [...]
For forty hours a week, I hate all of humanity, in a psychotic way. I actually believe that sometimes I would do physical harm to a complete stranger just because of the manner in which he asked for a refill on his tap water.
I play in a band. Bands are awesome, but they rarely pay [...]
Once upon a time, Cat and Kate worked with a boy called Ken. He liked Chili Chicken Ramen with a side order of rice and handlebar mustaches. The three of us are co-owners of a tape duplicator; Ken uses it to make releases for Ready… Cassette? Go! Cat and Kate would also release a tape [...]