Once the pain kicked in without my arthritis meds, I started fronting the band mostly without my guitar. I Tom Sawyer'd my friend Pete Zest into playing lead guitar. I had a crazy idea to do a live album like the Ramones did. I bribed a few sound guys to record our sets at Berlin, Tierney's, Prototype 239, and maybe others. They were alright. A lot of rage. some confidence, a touch of confusion, a hint of growing pains. Sad on them for a while. Once the band's lineup changed

We're ripping it up, firing on all cylinders. Lots of live recordings are making their way to the surface. Also that Ronettes song... finally. FINALLY. We tracked a "studio version" of Two Chicks at the Same Time but it was tame in comparison to how Chris plays it live. The original plan was a live album of all of our favorite songs so I've been obtaining soundboard recordings from Berlin, Tierneys, and Prototype 237. Going through the live recordings is bittersweet. The drum

"If you want something done right, do it yourself" I'm taking on bass duties in Bamberdost, Mad Jack and I mutually agreed to part ways. At the end of the day I felt things were lacking. I was very frustrated for a long time. I have a hard time finding the metaphor. He changed my life for the better, but at the end of the day the songs just weren't there. It's enraging when I'm told "We need to be more musical" but he can't articulate what that means, and the songs just weren