UPDATE! Look at the sidebar - and then listen. Pretty fucking awesome. Features a small part from Greg Pucciato of Dillinger Escape Plan. Apparently Pete Wentz of Fall Out Boy fame makes an appearance on the album too. So this would be keeping with ETID's tradition of having weird guest appearances on their albums...The New Junk Aesthetic comes out September 15th, and I'm pretty excited.

and I quote from Ratboy...

I have officially quit Every Time I Die due to personal conflicts. I feel like im getting myself out of an uncomfortable, unhealthy situation, and it's for the best for everyone, and I'm ready to move on with my life. I still plan to play and be involved in music and am looking for a new project to pursue. This is a new exciting chapter in my life and hope anyone who has enjoyed me as a person/drummer in this band for the last 11 years, sticks with me for whatever endeavor the future brings me. Thanks to all the ETID fans throughout the years.

and I quote from ETID

After 11 years of being involved with this band, Mike "Ratboy" Novak has indeed decided to quit Every Time I Die. Yesterday morning we received text messages that he wasn't going to continue anymore. 15 years ago, when someone left their band, they would get drunk, fight their friends, and we'd learn about it from Kurt Loder at 10 minutes before the hour. Today it's in a text messages and you guys find out on a messageboard. To be honest, it was something we have seen coming for some time now, but were uncertain as to exactly when or how it was going to happen because, as everyone who has ever met him knows, his communication skills leave much to be desired. That being said, he simply didn't feel the need to talk to us about any problem he was having or discomfort he was experiencing with any situation in particular. For the past year it has felt like we were playing with a drum machine or a pre recorded backing track. He completely shut off communication with us, contributing only to the band when onstage and opting to take no part in any social activity while on tour or to be present for the filming of our upcoming DVD. Whatever his reasons were, he simply was not a part of us anymore mentally or emotionally.

So now, us at Every Time I Die are confronted with a small hurdle which we will no doubt jump in order to become a new version of the killing machine we've always been. The person that fills the vacant shoes Ratboy left is going to be more hungry and more intense and bring a renewed energy to the stage, not simply be able learn the songs and repeat them for a half hour every night. Someone that doesn't take being in a band for granted and wants to destroy everyone and every thing sonically. Someone that can appreciate the amazing people we surround ourselves with and the opportunities we've been given. With our new record "The New Junk Aesthetic" on the verge of blowing the earth a huge gaping asshole, we couldn't be happier that our insecurities and personal conflicts are in the past. and if you dont believe us, just check out our myspace "mood". cannot wait to see you all again. keith jordan andy and josh.

Pretty brutal. Just thought I would tune the dudes into the shinfo.

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days of the week that i can get behind to drink on for the right reason

Monday: Hair of the dog its the begining of the week and i need to get past the first day back to work

Tuesday: Don't really need to so sometimes i don't but if i play drums for a church praise band i need to

Wednesday: Dinner with the family it sometimes makes me want to

Thursday: It's been kind of a day were i ALLways drink on so suck it and ALLso i play drums in another praise band

Friday: The end of the work week and i don't have to work on saturday

Saturday: It's saturday

Sunday: Church and family

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Check it out dudes...lend me a comment so I know how much beer to buy.

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Going to Denver tonight immejiately after the work day is done to see Dillinger Four.  I'm quite excited to see a band I've listened to for damn near 15 years and never had the pleasure of seeing live.

It's going to be fantastic.  I'll probably get some killer food, stay in a killer room, buy some killer records, and go to a killer bar with mini bowling.

In honor of seeing the mighty D4 bring down the house, I've changed out the tunes for the weekend.

When I get back, I'll give a more detailed report.  I'm sure no one really cares when I geek out on music, or tunes, but fuck it, no one else is posting.  It gives me a reason to write, and you a reason to read.

DOUBLEWHISKEYCOKENOICE.

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See what I did there?  Clever shit.

Saturday afternoon I did the impossible.  Well, I guess not totally impossible.  I managed to let my car door slam shut, latched, closed completely, onto my left pinky.  If you look at the door when it is closed without mangled flesh in it, it makes it really hard to understand how your body fits into it and it still manages to close.  I figured I broke it because after I manged to turn, stare in amazement, turn, turn to Malpal, turn to stare in amazement, open my mouth and squeek, turn, turn to Malpal, process that my knee is not pushing the door open, turn to Malpal, and finally reach over and get the door open, my finger had turned black.  Two days later and it's bruised up good and the side of my hand hurts, but I think I'm in the clear.

I don't know what this would've done for my guitar playing, but I know it would've sucked.  I'm just stoked I have mobility in it, so things shouldn't be too bad.

Totally pointless story.

In other news, the band (Stevens, Malpal, myself) have finally figured out a band name, and will hopefully be nailing a set together that will allow us to finally play a show or shows with the Falcon of Juices and our buddies The Antentacles.  What is the band name you ask?  Black Livers.  It seems rather fitting for three drunks.  I would try and get a setup to record some previews of the rock, but its always a pain in the ass, and never worth the effort put into it, so deal with it.

All of this is kind of pointless, but I figure I'm paying for this goddamn thing, I guess I better use it.  Expect new tunes posted later today.  Suck it.

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Randomly, out of nowhere, Malpals grandparents had this very elusive beer show up in their fridge. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to try it, seeing as how I don't know if I'll ever make it to Australia, and you can't find it fucking anywhere in the US. Save for some random bar in San Fransisco.

Tastiness From Around The World

I'm pretty sure everyone knows that Australians despise Fosters, probably because they do nothing but advertise the fact that upon drinking their beer you'll talk like Paul Hogan, throw a boomerang at a kookaburra, and fight an alligator so you can wear his teeth as a necklace. I don't mind Fosters, who doesn't mind a big fucking can of what can only be classified as "meh, it's beer." But I've long heard that the REAL Australians drink Victoria Bitter. This is basically Australia's Budweiser, except it actually tastes good. It's the everyman's beer when you just want to sit on the porch with bro's and drink beer...if you were in Australia. Funny side note, Victoria Bitter is actually owned by Fosters.

I was fucking psyched to give it a shot, mostly to compare it to Fosters, and to see if it lives up to the hype and it does. It's a nice simple CRISP bitter beer. I had it super icy cold on a nice hot day, and it was radical. Not too crazy in the flavor department and no crazy throat gripping gag reflex after taste. Truly, a fine beer. It would be one of those beers you get when you're sick of PBR. Kind of like when I grab some Icehouse instead.

Malpals grandparents had a family friend bring it back from her trip to Australia, and I wish I could've gotten more than the one, but that's alright. I mostly wanted to brag to no one, and be stoked that I got to try a beer from some far off land that I may never be able to have again. Pretty radical.

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I thought I would draw attention to the song I uploaded today. I just got this record in and am more than pumped on it.

I'm pretty sure all I do is talk about New Mexican Disaster Squad, Gatorface, NO FRIENDS, and now VIRGINS on quawquaw. That's fine by me. The three remaining entities from NMDS are creating music that should've been cranked out since somewhere around 1990 or 91. It's all such a great fusion of all of the early 80's west coast hardcore and later 80's east coast hardcore. How it all got fuzed into such melodic awesomeness in Florida, I'll never know, but that doesn't matter. What matters now is that they're doing it, and making me really happy that they are. So go ahead and give VIRGINS a listen to. Its gonna be my feel good hit jam of the summer.

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