RED FANG

Aaron, Bryan, and John hung out with Alicia McDade yesterday on W+K radio, playing songs we dig and talking trash. You can check the podcast out here !

Okay, we’ve been back for a couple weeks, the boys played a show April third at Berbati’s. John took a two part crowd shot: The School Of Rock opened up for them, you ever seen those kids? Pretty damn amazing… Anywho, the question I have been asked the most since getting home is “Glad to be back?” to which I usually reply something along the lines of “Oh yeah, that was a long one” or some crappy canned response similar to that, and it’s true, I am glad to be home—sorta. No one can deny there is nothing better than sleeping in your own bed (with or without your girlfriend/boyfriend) but this whole “work” thing is for the birds. I would rather make ten bucks a day and come home smelling like a bum fart than make four times that (you read that right, up to FORTY dollars) a night and come home smelling like someone else’s dinner. Besides that, I am really trying to get in the habit of writing more and nothing gets the juices flowing like the road, while nothing can suck them straight out o...

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Wow, it’s real hard to tell you about life on the road now that I have spent the last twenty-four hours in the comfort of my own home doing what ever the hell it is I wanna do. Eat scrambled eggs naked? Sure. Fart without having to let everyone know so they can roll down the windows? Can do. The world is my oyster. But I must finish what I started, no matter how loudly my brain tells me to wander the streets aimlessly strictly because I can. So here we go. First thing’s first, a big “Fuck yeah!” goes out to the entire west coast. We have never been received so well as this time around. Thanks. Alot. 3/26/09 Los Angeles, Ca. Why lie? Damn near ever time we’ve played L.A. in the last couple of years has gone over like a fart at a funeral. But this time around people actually showed up. It was crazy. I know when Frank Sinatra sang “If you can make it there/ You’ll make it anywhere” it was about New York, but I swear that L.A. is a tougher crowd. After the show we packed up and headed to S...

I did pretty good fighting of everyone's sickness for the last seven weeks, but my number has been called. Spent the last couple days coughing up phelm that would make someone with TB cringe. Soon as I'm better there will be a west coast/ tour wrap up coming your way. -- Post from Coyle's pocket.

John and I decided to hop out of the van and ride the train up to LA with our friends Jeremy, Liz and Mike. Kicked it up a notch and went business class, cause that's how we roll. -- Post from Coyle's pocket.

World meet Chris Kaufmann: If you ever get the chance to spend even one minute with this man, drop everything you are doing and suck in all that is Kaufmann. Chris has a zest for life that is rarely seen in our circle of friends. Half man, half black lab puppy, he is chocked full of great ideas and puts out the type of energy that makes you want to be part of whatever it is he's doing. Why not eat a burrito with a chili dog back? Mojitos made out of rum and Squirt? Sure. This is a guy who once talked one of our friends into gambling his last $10 in the middle of a tour by saying “Sounds like you can't afford NOT to gamble.” So it was no surprise to us that, unlike most people who were in the middle of remodeling their entire home, Chris not only welcomed us with open arms but said “Well, all the furniture is already out of the house, let's throw a party!” And party we did, with great food... Some old friends... And good times all around. Grab your box of tissues, here is wh...