RED FANG

I somehow lost all the photos from Albuquerque. Classic Coyle, I know… So, as you may or may not know we had to get a bus for this tour. While this seems very glamorous the truth is, we have to pay for the damn thing and the price tag is one that instantly gives any sane man a blood shitting, stomach eating ulcer. Seeing as we are still the same broke assholes we were thirty days ago we couldn’t afford to do it alone (hell we still can’t afford it), so we are sharing the bus with or new favorite homies ever Unearth. All we knew about these guys coming into this tour was this . Needless to say we thought they may be out of our league so to speak, but we were way off base. These dudes fucking rule, down to earth, funny motherfuckers who just want to crush cold ones and rock. Just look at ‘em: Buz: Slo: Trevor: Alex: George: I don’t have any photos of Justin or Ken because Justin spent the last couple days barfing out of his top and bottom holes and Ken was probably to busy saying someth...

Man, I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me today, I just can’t get the juices ‘aflowin. I mean, Christ, there is more than enough fodder to do this but nothing’s coming out. Look at these photos: Dudes doing daffys on motorcycles… The girl is wearing two small dogs for shoes and I got nothin’! BUTTS! GIRLS BUTTS! Damn photo looks like a postcard that you got from a buddy that went to Florida when you were in college, but all I can think about is how much better that hot dog I just ate would’ve been with more mustard on it. YOUR welcome?! Really?! There is so many questions I have about this that I have no idea where to start. I gotta lay off the sauce… —Coyle Tour To Live!

Sorry it took me a couple days to get this up, this Mayhem fest is no joke. We're talking load in at 8:00am type shit. Which is he most asinine crap in the world. Isn't the whole reason we flushed our lives down the crapper was to not have a real job? I usually don't get to bed 'til five am, and now you want me able to deal with other people at eight? I'm not sure what's stupider the fact that it exists or me for doing it. Anywho, I got some good news and some bad news: The bad news: John already lost his camera with the crowd shots on it (and a bunch of photos that I took) and the only photo I have on my camera is of some guys masking taped together shoe. The good news is that there will be tons of people like this for me to look at all summer: I guess it's not as funny unless you know that the thing he is swinging is a one of the two canes his wife needed to walk. Oh, and that seconds before this his buddy tackled him, bending the cane. And that they were...

Danava killing it! The crowd at the end of the night. Another great East End Block Party!! If anyone has rad photos, let's see em! Thanks, Gabe, and East End crew and all the bands that played. This town is awesome.