And everybody just RAN…But seriously, I love “45″ by The Saturday Knights…don’t you? Wait…what did you think I was talking about? Well, okay, you got me on that one but you should know that Cherrybombed would NEVER drop her 45’s. I love my vinyl. You know what else? I heard you might not be heading to Bumbershoot on Saturday, Sunday or Monday…is this true? If that is indeed the case, I want to be sure you know that staying home is not an option..and deep down, you know it too. That and it pretty much makes you a lady but, what do I know…

So now that I’m sure you’re going out here’s a short list of sweet alternatives to Bumbershoot…and your couch:

Satuday, September 1st:
The Swains
The Little Red Hen
9:00 PM – $5

The Whiskey Bar
DJ Lance Rock
*DJ Lance Rock is a Whiskey regular on Friday and Saturday. It’s always fun to hear “Raining Blood” while drinking the night away*

SOLD OUT
Seaweed (!)
Visqueen
The High Dive
*and loads of other local Seattle bands join the recently reunited Seaweed in a benefit to support The Mavin Foundation. Presented by KEXP*

Sunday, September 2nd or Monday, September 3rd:

Go see the new Halloween remake by Rob Zombie

Tonight, your answer is “I’m going to Jules Maes to see The Earaches and Drive it Like you Stole It“…got it? And Cherrybombed is telling it to you straight for once, ’cause let’s face it…you got a big weekend ahead of you….

And I owe it to you to say, despite your plans this weekend (which I was SO right on about)… You have to make it to Jules Maes tonight…I mean, YOU will have fun this weekend. It’s a bonafied fact – starting it up on Friday just feels right.

Anyways…Cherrybombed has never been a big fan of pop-quizzes (or institutionalized education for that matter) and the question in the title of this post is rhetorical at best. As I gleefully kill the last Gin & Tonic of the season (hahaha…right…the last G&T…I mean…is that possible…? Is it the end of the WORLD or something? I mean…even at the end, someone you know HAS GOT to have a bottle of Gin right…? No more Gin & Tonic…? As if WE are at all possible without Gin…hahaha…awww FUCK that’s funny…ahhhh…Gin…sweet, stinky Juliep of life). Well all that and Cherrybombed needs you to know this:

Don’t ever waste your time on anything else than burning bright on a Friday night…

Whatever that means…but I am sure of one thing. This post consists only of where you should be and who you should be digging on, on Friday night. And that’s a wrap for today.

Or yesterday, if you dreamed it last night. And sure! You were definitely dreaming while I was writting this…and here’s a helpful hint…if you’re mouth was full of feathers when you “woke” up either you kissed that stripper in the right place or you were tongueing your pillow all night long…

Between you and me…I’d lie about it…again…Stripper always beats Pillow…

Cherrybombed has no further wreckommendations…now go love your pillow ’till it rolls over and goes to sleep…

Or like, Round III if your keeping track Jack-O…and I know you are…

The theme this year at Burning Man is “Green“. Which is good ’cause we all need a little more green in our lives. Obvious references aside, Burning Man leaves one mammoth carbon footprint once it’s all said and done…so there’s that bloated factoid and the fact that “the” man is set to burn (the same “the” man who was prematurely burned two days ago by this dude) for real this weekend…

So I gotta give this final round to Burning Man because burning stuff while ‘outa your tits in the middle of the desert RULES…although it was really close. Bumbershoot’s Monday lineup is completely worthy of that Tuesday-after-Labor-Day hangover. If you show up for work at all…which, if I had a “job” (whatever that is) I would so not be going to whatever that job was on Tuesday. The downside of all this is that you have a job. So Cherrybombed suggests you start cooking up some sort of excuse soup now…but please leave anything that involves your Gramp’s out of it…that’s just bad Karma…

AND of all the days, Cherrybombed thinks Monday has the best Northwest music lineup of the weekend long festival. What that means is the likes of The Blakes, Viva Voce, The Whore Moans (!) and Das Llamas will rock you like KLF…watch out…

Monday – September 3rd:
2:15 PM – The Blakes
Sound Transit Stage
*Another local love of Cherrybombed. The boys have been playing all around Seattle lately but if you missed ‘em somehow…well…see you at the Sound Transit Stage at 2:15. Plus you’ll get to hear songs from the new EP “Light in the Attic”…sweet*

3:30 PM – Blood Squad
Vera Stage
*Bloody, blood-blood LIVE improv from Jet City*

4:00 PM – Viva Voce
Sound Transit Stage
*Portland’s Viva Voce Does NOT Fuck Around…*

5:45 PM – Lyrics Born
Esurance Stage
*Come hear what a real MC sounds like*

7:45 PM – Das Llamas
Sky Church (EMP)
*”World War” is out now and well worth your ears…both of ‘em…*

8:30 PM Steve Earl
Starbucks Stage
*Steve Earle is on at 8:30…if I need to tell you more there is something very wrong with your musical priorities*

**Cherrybombed thinks that it’s reasonable to dream that you could see Steve Earle, hit the beer garden and also catch The Whore Moans. Although I’ve never thought much of being reasonable…except in the name of Beer & Roll of course…**

9:15 PM – The Whore Moans
Sky Church (EMP)
*TWM possess a high level of excellentness…and they sweat a lot…*

9:30 PM – Ted Leo and the Pharmacists
Sound Transit Stage
*Very well worth a trip on Sound Transit…I mean to the Sound Transit Stage*

In addition to the against-the-clock rehab of “the” Burning Man, some guy named Paul David Addis was finally arrested for torching the Burning Man a full four days before schedule.

A local SF blogger recalled this letter to the editor of the San Francisco Weekly back in 2002…it’s a guy bitching about Burning Man also named Paul David Addis…right…Where is MacGyver when you need him? He could rebuild the Burning Man and put away a pussy arsonist, using only wood chips and a paper clip…

Anyways, after posting $25,632 in bail, Paul likely high-tailed it the hell outta’ Nevada…

Find out who won round II and read Cherrybomb’s wreckamendations for Bumbershoot Sunday…

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So I’m hoping that you have at least read “Please Kill Me“. That way, you might have a sense of how important Hilly Kristal’s role was in the birth of American punk rock. If you did read it then you have a sense of what CBGB’s was like back in the day (it closed last year and at last check was set to open in Las Vegas with the original CB’s Shitters intact…).

Hilly Kristal left us yesterday at the age of 75. Hilly Kristal knew what we all wanted before we did. He also gave bands like The Velvet Underground and The Stooges a glittery, blood-splattered backgroud to work their magic on. And then there were these guys who decided it would be easier if they all changed their last names to “Ramone”. Hilly gave them a place where they could be who they were. And they were everything…

Learn more about Hilly…

**check out the photo with this post closely…you might see some familiar faces…**

So tonight, The Burning Man got all lit up and not in the Buckcherry up your nose kind of way…it got lit up like “wait…that wasn’t supposed to happen now” way…well, Cherrybombed smells Frat Boy and I ain’t even there…

But don’t worry dear bitches…Cherrybombed has some people at Burning Man…more details soon…

Anyways…if you can’t be at Burning Man and you live in the Northwest it’s likely ’cause you’re busy and heading to Bumbershoot…so far…round I goes to Burning Man for blowing it’s load too soon…but I’m pretty sure this round doesn’t count as Bubmershoot hasn’t even started yet…awww fuck it…moving on…

Okay…if you live in Seattle and it’s Bumbershoot, it means one of three things:

1: You have finally faced up to the fact that you can’t go downtown for three or four days.
2: You coughed up $195 for the “Gold Pass” which in addition to limited VIP entry over the three days it also entitles you to indoor shitters and three overpriced beers. Overpriced domestic beers.
3: It means it’s the weekend you get the fuck outa Seattle because Bumbershoot is in town…

Okay, I agree…Cherrybombed sounded a bit cynical just then…I mean, it wasn’t so long ago that I lost my shoes at Lollopalloza (don’t ask) and if you read cherrybombed.com you know I hit the scene with regular balls-out force. It is with this same intensity that Cherrybombed wants you to hit Bumbershoot starting on Saturday. Start hydrating now kids…

Saturday – September 1st:
Noon – Carrie Akre
Starbucks Stage
*The new Carrie Akre record is being released by local indie super label Loveless Records on October 30th*

1:45 PM – The Cave Singers
Wells Fargo Stage
*With former guitarist of Pretty Girls Make Graves, Derek Fudesko*

2:15 PM – Honeycut
Esurance Stage
*Electro-Soul from the rock of San Fransisco*

3:45 PM – I Love Led Zeppelin
*It’s the book come to life to with live burlesque…nice*

4:00 PM – The Saturday Knights
Esurance Stage
*More Hip-Hop that you can’t stop from Seattle*

**Cherrybombed recomends you start drinking now ’cause the DT’s are coming on at 6:00 and Dave Crider always sounds good to me but let’s face it…everything tastes better with a little Mezcal…**

6:00 PM – The DT’s
Bagley Wright Theatre
*One of Cherrybombed favorite local bands are back after touring around Italy. Their latest, “Filthy Habits“, was realeased earlier this year. “April Holeso” lives on the Cherrybombed iPod*

**Beer Garden break…be double fisted…***

9:00 PM – Gogol Bordello
Esurance Stage
*Never miss an oppourtunity to see Gogol Bordello*

8:45 PM – Rodrigo y Gabriela
Starbucks Stage
*The only reason you might miss Gogol Bordello*

Cherrybombed will see you when I see you…and that would be somewhere inbetween Rodrigo and Gogol…Wreck yourself Recomendations for Sunday on tap for tomorrow…be there baby…I mean here….

Which is good news if you like JC but here’s the bad news…Michael Vick found him…

Below are excerpts from Vick’s post-guilty plea…understandbly, Vick does not mention any remorse over the unforgivable cruelty and murder that got him into this situation in the first place…

“What I did was very immature so that means I need to grow up,” said Vick.

Immature? Fart jokes are immature you incredible douchebag…

“I take full responsibility for my actions,” Vick said. “Not for one second will I sit right here and point the finger and try to blame anybody else for my actions or what I’ve done. I’m totally responsible and those things just didn’t have to happen.”

Translation: “Fuck! I got fucking caught! Shit…wait…I’ll just say it was those other two guys…wait…it’s too late to blame thoes other guys ’cause they are blaming me? Well fuck me…”

And lastly…

“Through this situation I’ve found Jesus.”

Well at least one good thing came out of this whole situation. I was getting kinda worried about JC after he went missing while backpacking in Oregon last week…

I know this because when I was in high school Aerosmith had a practice space cautiously in proximity to Cherrybomb’s house. Five minutes away if you ran like hell ’cause Frosty Jr. (Sully’s little brother) called when he saw Steven’s black trans am parked in the alley. Cherrybombed was up close and personal with the man himself and the band (as well as loads of other high school cretins) when we were lucky and they were in town. While I never did donate anything to the famed “wall of underwear” ST was always a complete gentleman…and when I say “gentleman” I mean, he always asked if he could stick his tounge down my throat…he always asked politely if today I had panties to donate to the wall…he always told me to stay in school, that one time me and my girlfriend hooked-off from school so we could pass by the space just to see if they were there…

Well, they were, and it was one of the best days any young life could possibly have…while we always got to see them jam, that night, Cherrybombed got a kiss (okay “the” kiss) goodbye from ST…and yeah…that’s how Cherrybombed knows Steven Tyler’s a man baby…and since you’re wondering…Cherrybombed loves Aerosmith. For me, ST’s vocals get me everytime right in my special place. That and “Rocks” is hands down one of the greatest rock albums of all time…

All tounging-your-idol nostalgia aside…ST’s appearance has been confusing me over the years …which admittedly isn’t that hard, but man…I think I have that lip-gloss…that’s all I’m sayin’…well that and stop fucking your stylist and just fire them…ain’t no pussy worth that…besides…you’re Steven fucking Tyler…remember???

The O.G. Steve:

So many more gender-boggling ST pix in the extended…

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Before Cherrybombed falls into what promises to be a beautiful, juniper induced slumber on this rainy (surprise!) Seattle Saturday I want to say thank you. That’s right…I want to thank all the hundreds of bitches who visited cherrybombed.com this month…and no, it’s not one bitch sitting alone swilling in her own barstool stank (but I still love you barstool skank, you inspire me to a level of drunken skankiness I have yet to achieve…and yeah…I said “yet”).

What I’m talkin’ about all you fresh new bitches…

Next time I see you let’s own that top shelf…you be Mr. Belvedere and I’ll be thirsty…

Oh boy…here we go…I guess DMX didn’t get a hold of that nifty handbook Jamie Foxx was flapping about the other day…man…if you’re a “black star” like Jamie, for FUCKS SAKE get that handbook…

Yeah, I get mail…mostly letters from prison with the opening line “if you knew where I was writting you from, you wouldn’t want to talk to me”. Right…but honestly, you totally lost me at the return address on the envelope…

But nearly all of the letters and e-mails I get I love…especially when I get one from Angry Johnny (or AFJ cause if you’re angry, slipping a curse word in wherever you can becomes a high art). You see, Johnny’s out there…in the streets of downtown Seattle everyday. Downtown Seattle, where you wish for rain so the street smells less like piss and more like…well…let’s just shoot for less like piss…

Anyways…AFJ had kind of a bad day today….it started like this:

“The only joy I received today is the frantic look of mini-van-clad soccer Mom (as if she knew what a stupid waste of water and carbon she was) who barely served a purpose except for being the wet bucket of spit that her douchebag husband of hers serves up to her every third Thursday of the month. That and she plowed into like 1700 tourists and almost me at Pike today…”

And then:

“I am walking down First Avenue when I come across the biggest pile of horse shit laying in the gutter, mid block. I think to myself…how did this happen in the middle of busy traffic in the middle of downtown. And how in hell did it all clump together as if the horse was standing still in a tranquil pasture having a normal constitutional horse dump instead of being oppressed by the man behind the buggy whip? I had no answer and glanced to the water and watched bum #29897 piss on a post. I hate that guy…”

At last check, AFG was on his way to Happy Hour. Order doubles baby…you need it…

Lastly, if you missed Pleasureboaters at the S.S. last night you can catch them live on Audio Oasis tomorrow on KEXP. For thoes of you not in Seattle (and let’s keep it that way, okay chum?) you can stream it live starting at 6:00 PST. Just go to the KEXP website and choose your player, Player…

So see you out there right? If you see AFJ, buy him some Patron…and what about Cherrybombed?

I got a hot date with Mr. Belvedere and I never like to keep him waiting…

“Of all the creatures ever made, man is the most detestable. Of the entire brood, he is the only one that possesses malice. He is the only creature that inflicts pain for sport, knowing it to be pain.”
Mark Twain

Cherrybombed is all about giving someone the “benefit of the doubt”…it’s come my way once or ten-thousand times…or so…

Although, benefit of the fucking doubt goes out the window when you plead guity to the murder of eight dogs and then have 66 more removed from your multi-million dollar property who were in such horrific physical condition, they will likely be euthanized.

Not so, says Jamie Foxx:

“It’s a cultural thing, I think. Most brothers didn’t know that, you know. I used to see dogs fighting in the neighborhood all the time. I didn’t know that was Fed time. So, Mike probably just didn’t read his handbook on what not to do as a black star. I know that cruelty to animals is bad, but sometimes people shoot people and kill people and don’t get time. I think in this situation, he really didn’t know the extent of it, so I always give him the benefit of the doubt.”

Really Jamie? And what is this handbook you’re talking about cause aparently, you didn’t read it either…you stupid star fucker…how do you not know the extent of “it” when you are surrounded by dead and dying animals…but wait…some other asshole has diarrhea of the mouth…

Stephon Marbury of the NY Nicks had this to say about Vick:

“I think, you know, we don’t say anything about people who shoot deer or shoot other animals. You know, from what I hear, dogfighting is a sport. It’s just behind closed doors.”

Well, from what I hear it’s the sadistic torture of animals by the dickless…know what I mean Stephon?

At any rate, Cherrybombed is asking you give the link below a few minutes of your time…

PETA’s site has a form letter and info that makes it easy to give them your opinion on players that participate in animal cruelty.

Thursday…and well…can I be honest? Cherrybombed is tired tonight. Why? Because I finally figured out how many Gin & Tonics is too many…but I’m not telling you and my liver is under gag order…

But since I still want you to have a good time, here’s what you need to do…

Thursday – August, 23rd:
Pleasureboaters…Cherrybombed loves ‘em…tonight with The Whore Moans
*this is a perfect bill…well worth a Friday hangover*
The S.S. Marie Antionnette (!)
*The S.S. is closing it’s doors as of 9/7 so get there before you can’t no more*

Friday, August 24th:
Steel Tigers of Death
Jules Maes
*or check STD here…now there’s an acronym for ya”*

Friday – August 24h – Thursday – August 30th:
Stanley Kubrick Retrospective
*Includes showings of Lolita, The Shinning (sorry…all I can ever think of is Groundskeeper Willie saying “he’s got the SHINNING…”) and The Killers Kiss (not to be confused with Killer’s Kiss who like the real rock, from the rock…San Fransisco)
At SIFF Cinema
www.seattlefilm.org

Saturday – August 25th:
The Dusty 45’s
The High Dive
$10

Sunday, August 26th:
The Bug Nasties
*TBN put out their debut disc out earlier this year “Which Way Ya’ Wanna’ Go”*
And loads of other bands at The Crocodile Cafe
*Day two of “Geezerfest”. Early show – doors at 3:00*

Looking Ahead…

August 31 – September 3rd
POWER BOX
Doro Pesch
*the ultimate girl rock idol*
Girlschool
*RIP Kelly*
Vixen (!)
*Girls rock…www.powerboxfest.com*

See you next Friday at Jules Maes when two bands enter and no band leaves ’till last call…
The Earaches
Drive it Like You Stole It

But no…not THAT…but okay…maybe the average female chest circumference. What Cherrybombed IS talking about is the size of California’s electoral college…what did you think I was talking about…gawd…but I must say I dig your gutter-smut big daddy…

While we can still mostly rely on the news from NYT it might not always be so.

While Cali is busy tongue kissing itself into thinking it’s some swinger paradise I’m here to tell you it ain’t no swing state. What it is, is home to the largest electoral college in 50 states. In the United States. Cause I know you…you never paid attention in Mr. G’s 3rd period geography class…no…not you. And if you were there you were totally high cause 2nd period was always your favorite subject. And that’s why you went to Community College but let’s face it…you really didn’t go much…did you?

Californians for Equal Representation (and some thick-neck republican lawyer up to his ears in congressional asshole) leads the helm on this one. Calling themselves “non-partisan” and with their bastardization of bill number AB 1294.

If passed, when the Democrats take the popular in Cali in 2008, the republican candidate could still walk away with 20 or more of the 55 electoral votes.

Anyways…while I’m still dizzy from reading AB 1294 I’m quite sure this ain’t good…unless you swing too far to the right, and you’re too tight…you’ll never be able to fuck yourself, not even with your middle finger…and you were kinda’ counting on that finger, right?

Well, Cherrybombed also has a middle finger and baby…it’s loaded and pointed right at you…

Joe Strummer would have turned 55 today. If you don’t already know…learn more about Joe:

Let’s Rock Again
*Up-close and personal with Strummer on tour post-Clash*

The Future is Unwritten
*Directed by Julien Temple (The Filth and the Fury) played at Sundance and SIFF this year*

Now go listen to The Clash ’cause they are still the only band that matters…

Tonight, Cherrybombed was innocently enjoying ESPN (Cherrybombed loves sports) until I heard the words Michael Vick and “prodigy” in the same breath. Maybe back in the day…maybe in Atlanta…but not now…not for a long time…

Once, when asked what three things he loved, the first thing out of his mouth was “animals”…how’s that for foreshadowing? Later, when asked if he would be exonerated after his conviction Vick answers “no comment”…

No kidding…but I gotta tell ya’, nothing Vick could say now, especially the truth would matter… By the words of the great Jane Russell…

“I wouldn’t believe a word you said if it was tattooed on your forehead”…

Cherrybombed is a firm believer that when you blindfold LA, put a ball in it’s mouth and proceed to fuck LA in the ass while your Redneck friend watches…you loose all your LA privileges. After hearing Vick pleading GUILTY today in court to the murder of 8 dogs I’m all for that…privileges…appendages…you know, his cock (it’s small…easy job right?)…

The current laws regarding the prosecution and subsequent punishment when you hurt an animal must bear more consequence for the offender. Revoke the offenders drivers license…for life…garnish their salary (Vick makes well over 100 mill…) and put the funds into the local animal rescue…cut off their cock…whatever it should be…it should hurt…and bad…if you need any more proof that Vick is a FUCKING ROADSIDE SCUMBAG NOT WORTHY OF THE HOBO HERPES JIZZ its filled with…click here…

So how was your weekend? You know, it’s funny, I didn’t see you at the RCRG Derby Championship Bout but that’s easy to understand…given the fact that I was drunk (surprise!) in a sea of madness masquerading as people, punks and Pirates (oh MY!) at Hangar 27…

*Edie Brickwall and friend all post-bout glow…*

Anyways…last year’s champs, The Sockit Wenches skated hard but lost to Grave Danger (who were called out by many as the fave RCRG team this year). Although Cherrybomb wonders about some of the ref calls and coaching decisions (specifically in the second-half…I mean…if your “ejected” from the match you can’t come back and skate again right? Hitting someone with your “regulation” cast should be a major “get in the box” penalty…right? And while I’m at it, maybe next time instead of tailgating or shot-gunning PBR’s in the beer garden Cherrybombed should pay more attention to the rules of roller derby dissertation before every match…it’s booze vs. knowledge folks and I’m really thirsty…no fair). Moving on…

Of course, I would be completely out of line by not crediting the skating power of Grave Dangers’s own Edie Brickwall in the second-half. With that said, it’s no wonder Edie is off to the Nationals in Texas…check out the rest of RCRG All Star roster here…

*Sockit Wench Wile E. Peyote hitting Cherrybombed with some pre-bout threats*

*Wile E. and Edie…making up wasn’t that hard to do…was it?*

There was even a proposal…and sorry guys…she said yes…
*Anya Heels is new Sockit Wench “fresh meat” and after her performance on Saturday she is one to watch for the 2008 season*

*Throttle Rocket Hurricane Lilly (an original RC girl) at the afterparty and yeah…that’s real ink…*

*The Undead never looked so good…*

See you next year girls…I can’t wait…

Thanks to Angry Johnny…(via his cell phone in the air)

Mike McCready does Hendrix proud tonight…what a night in Seattle…no pix…just happiness…& Shawn Smith RULES!!! Mr. Feedback was in F.I.N.E. form tonight…

Lay low Sweet Chariot…you’re my ride home…

Cause this weekend that heart is beating to the rumble that is the flat track baby. This Saturday the heart of Saturday night is the RCRG Championship Bout at Magnusun, Hanger #27. This bout comes hot on the wheels of Rollercon and leads up to the Nationals in Texas (or WFTDA). The RCRG team was just picked…and you might be surprised at the choices…a little.

Unless you are one of the lucky 3000 that will be attending the bout and afterparty (at Hanger 27 and as always, the afterparty is open to the public with a cover at the door) here are some other things Cherrybombed knows will go well with that drink in your hand…

Thursday, August 16th:
The Saturday Knights
*More Hip-Hop that won’t stop from Seattle. “45″ has been on my Pod for like…well…a long fucking time…*
Only $2! Don’t worry…some little kid on a bike will be around to collect it later…

Friday and Saturday, August 17 & 18:
Dead Alive Variety Show
*A LIVE tribute to Old Schooly-schooly-school-Bloody-bloody-blood-blood-Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang live slasher flicks. Not to be confused with the hardcore that is Dead Alive from Cali*
CHAC Showroom
1621 12th Avenue
8:00 $10 then $12 at the door

Sunday Night Blackout
*Miss Simosa, SNB’s drummer, will make you see God…’cause there ain’t no devil…that’s just God when he’s drunk okay Jack-O? And man…The Funhouse been cranking out some good bills this year*
The Spit (Spits cover band)
The Funhouse
EARLY SHOW – DOORS AT 4:00 – $5

A Frames
Jules Maes
9:00

Blue Scholars and The Blakes
Blue has always been Cherrybombed get lucky color…and BS is serious H to the I to the P HOP…
*and there will be loads of other bands I’m too drunk to mention*
KEXP BBQ
South Lake Union Discovery Center Lawn
$20 or $25 day of and totally worth it…

Sunday, August 19th:
Slow Ride
The War Room
*70’s bitches…you know you love it. Get your Rockfunksoultion on*

Places to avoid this weekend:

I don’t do this often but I kind of felt responsible for you…I mean…your not eating well and frankly…your flat is a fucking mess. What’s next…? Sylvia Plath? Oh gawd…not the Absinthe and Boudelaire collection down again…you need to stop…I mean it….it’s summer and for the love of Jack Daniels embrace it before it’s too late…

*DJ AM at The Showbox on Saturday…if I need to tell you why your just not worth saving…

*Minnie Driver at the The Crocodile Cafe on Saturday…WTF?

*Hemp Fest at Myrtle Edwards Park…(Saturday and Sunday)…cause you know the DEA has like tiny cameras that can fit inside a one-hitter now right? Not only that…well, wait…that’s enough for me man…F*$! the polize yo…Cherrybombed recommends you stay at home and hug your bong tight then clean that thing, man…dang!

*Wilco may or may not play Marymoor Park on Tuesday, August 21st. Wilco may or may not be the same place Amy Winehouse is. Where that is I don’t know but it seems mostly not the place they are billed to play that night. But just maybe…it’s up to you man…for once Cherrybombed “just says no”…but not to Amy Winehouse…that chick can have anything she wants…and maybe you’ve been living on a prayer in a cave and are saying…”Who?” Girlfriend beats down the hype and then some…”Back to Black” will endure past the kids you don’t know about yet…

Now…Cherrybombed is looking a bit ahead but The Mentors and The Murder Junkies (GG’s old band) at The Funhouse on Friday, August 24th and at Hell’s Kitchen on Sunday, August 26th. Sandwich of Love? Check…Clap Queen? Check…dodging raw meat as it’s thrown at you from the stage? Priceless…and you know when your in doubt you gotta whip it right out…am I right? Fuck yeah…

A few more additions to reinforce my predictions that Wednesday is the new Friday…at least this week…and seriously…you gotta get out tonight…