I am still surrounded by boxes…sigh….

I hate this time of year..HATE it.Civillans full off bullshit good cheer.I swore that I was not gonna write about this but what the hey!!Drunk slappers in santa hats falling off their high heels…spare me… Yeah…Xmas….treat each other like shit all year then for two fun [Gack!] filled shopping weeks decide to be …cough…nice. ARGHH!!!!! As always I am giving out IOU’S this year….Dont stop me from sending in MY list mind!! [ more on that later..] All cash donations welcome.

I am the mega fan of UPROOTED.Go and check out Rosscos grumpy stoned view on our world….

Ok! Time to change the subject. I am listening to “The best of the Black Crowes” and thinking about all the things I have gotta get done over this summer with “Remedy” swirling thru my addled head… [Note to self: loose weight or forever be known as “The Mamma Cass Of Metal.] Summer! Pft! If you can call it that as I am still wrapped in my usual selection of circa;93′ flannos and a bad moods. I get to thinking more than ever round this time as well,about all the shit that has gone down in the last 12 months.IF I end up flaking out and getting really lazy I will mush it all into a dis-jointed list and go back to bed.Its sunday for christs sake!Its rock and roll!! I can do what ever the hell I want!

The new house is cool as a really cool thing! [ Sorry Dev!] SO cool infact that I never leave it! I am in the midst of planning to build my inner city oaisis on top of the carport including a kiddy pool and banana lounges.I stay home doing my take on Howard Hughes.Dont leave Unless it is to fall up the street to the fruitshop to get cheap crates of San Peligrino and grapes.Where the guys call me “hot stuff” and give me mangos. Being a shut in, as you can imagine, is becomming a right strain on my hip pocket.Dont care! I just got my bond cheque back so that takes care of rent for the summer and if I have gotta live on saucy comments and pilfered produce? So be it! Wait up..just gotta change the sound track.Eyehategod-Southern Discomfort, Everytime I hear this at the moment my eyes water. Too many seasons between me and NOLA…sigh….FUCK! I am in a crap mood tonite!

On the phone to my freshly tattooed sister [ Nice one Mr Craft!] who at the moment is bored off her tits in Auckland but comming home to move into my bedroom as we save money and plan world domination like the hellcats that we are!Poor Mikey! Living with the 3 horsewomen of the apocolypse. ‘Nanda will be back from Rio in a few weeks..Then the B*…..all home again…sigh…. I am lucky to count most members of my platoon as family. Miss Karen is going to be continuing to TCB [ If you dont know what TCB stands for ,take a good hard look at yourself in the mirror and ask yourself “Why? Why this lack of Elvis in my shallow life…” ] She and Big Mike Vaughn have got shit cooking down south and we are lucky to have them. The Sydney team is a whole new story as the Brittstar gets into the ring to help move and shake us all the way. I will tell you more about the team as we get closer to the BDO and summer tours.

Ross is on my case to write a news letter for all those who dont like wading through the psuedo Vietnam flashback that is “Whitetrash” Not everyone is gonna call me Lt he likes to inform me.Heh! Like I could give a fuck! [“Someday this war is gonna end…”] he wants me to talk about how this year and everything in it has made me feel…At a risk of sounding totally pat, the highs are sooo high…. so you know the lows are gonna be on par with root canal and rehab.Its strange,no matter what level and point I find myself at in life I always think that it is just the beginning and that I have so much more to do. Big Val once gave me the best advice,he told me to “Aim for the moon cause falling on a star aint such a bad second prize”…I can dig it, but knowing me I would land on a star and manage to tear myself a second asshole! Nothing I do will ever be good enough which is how I always manage to drive myself into the ground.

All in all it has been a good recon year.I started the year at The BDO and The Foo Fighters with The Hard-ons,A chance and a gift that I can never repay them all for enough and what do ya know, Into the summer of 04′ the same way ! This time with my boys..HELL YEAH! Pinch Me! [mmm! Harder!] Fuck! sorry! Where was I?..Have been given great press for a pack of proud punk rock shit kickers! [ Matt R? Big Rod Y? You fucking rule….].We got out there and did it and I dont think that is gonna stop anytime soon.I am a road dog through and through.It is as close as you can get to running away with the circus.But with hotter chicks, more drugs and marginally less elephant shit .It is a rare and beautiful thing when the reality lives up to the dream…I had a ball out there this last 6 months and to all the sikfuks who came out to meet us on the feild?.I thank you.I live to play live and you enable me to do that.To all the people who gave us their demos,who wrote me,who brought enough cds and merch to keep us rolling and starving,the bands that we got to play with……fuck man! Who says that you cant write your own script! Thanx.

Anyone cruising across the Harbour bridge at 4 this morning would have got a chance to see how seriously we take our Rock and roll.Me, in the middle of the fucking freeway like a beanie wearing tosser, on a poster run with The greatest drummer in the world [TM].I was laughing my ass off.Trust me.At this level you have to! Went and saw Rossco at the Gaybar.He quit about ten seconds after we jumped back in the van to poster the fuck out of Parramatta Rd. There is only SO much you can put up with even if it IS for the rock dream.And a bunch of vacume brained bitchy fags on a Saturday nite would have done my head in Lonnnng ago…When we walked in R.Delux came over to say hi as we got a drink and I confused all the gay boys who were on the hunt and to quote D.Bowie “Not sure if your a boy or a girl”….. “Hey guys” smirked our bass playing hero “Hey Man Hows it…” I managed to get out…. “RO-SSS!!!!!!!!!’ Squeeled the prune faced fag behind the bar “FUCK OFF!!!!” roared said hero and looked fit to kill…I Love my brothers! Me and Mike rambled back to the van of doom and laid odds on the quit factor.

Soundtrack now: Lynard Skynard box set.”On the hunt”

I think that there is an art to being broke.When you get money you gotta know how to spend it.To whit…Yesterday,in a practical mood,I rounded up the last of my riches and proceded to take my drummer out for lunch at Cafe C in Newtown where we sat beside a grumpy looking fat woman with a face like a fork fucked meatball and her young daughter who must have been about 9.Mike, being the gentleman that he is, winced at every “Motherfucker” that I dropped into casual conversation as we perused the new Kerrang! and Spin magizines over strong coffee and fruit salad.I looked at fatso over the top of my glasses as I could feel her parental gamma rays burning into my dermis.I lavishiously winked at her and lewdly waggled my tounge ala Gene Simmons as she hump-hed and Mikey rolled his eyes.I smiled at the wide eyed kid and then loudly offered my oppionions on parents who allowed their kids to listen to emanem but come on hoiler than though when they hear some one swear in the flesh…

I am of the opionion that a coversation is less than its potentional worth unless some how, like a master craftsman of profainty, you manage to lovingly include a “Cunt” or two …a “Motherfucker”or a “Dufflecoat supreme” for that matter …its all about color you see…They got up and left and I went up to Faster Pussycat to catch up with Miss Maggie and the local degenarates.Tito and Tim my fave gay lovers trying on sunnies and scaring the customers while I rested on the couch chatting with Brett Booby trap.Talking food with Tito “He” said the ever suave Mr Riveira pointing at the worst Drummer in the world “Dosnt eat seafood” “Really” I replyed “I thought that all pussies ate fish…..” Tim then dumped me on my fat ass on the pavement as Miss Maggie rolled her eyes….funn-y…..More wise spending followed.Are you gonna stand there and tell me that a KISS patch is not a nessisty? That I would sleep sound without a Ramones patch and a set of ye olde school decals of swallows to stick on my guitar? I didnt bloody think so! After wishing all a cool saturday nite I did more posters on my walk home to Chez Madden.

I seem to have a permant roll of tape around my wrist…..

This Show at the Annandale is going to be MONSTER! Gonna be great to hit the stage with Ollie and the boys from Anxiety Whispers .And to hook up with New Project again.I fucking LOVE it!

I have been checking out the tourettes chat room over the last few days and I gotta say,you fuckers crack me up!It is really cool to see everyone connecting[ I sound like a fucking hippy!] Jess blew me away with the fan site that she has built and Mike V is doing a great job running the thing! Get on there and check it out for yourself.I want to say happy Birthday to Mike V as well. So good to have you on the team man! Thanx for all that you have done for us this year. Mark My words.. Mike will be running Roadrunner before we all know it! See ya at M4TB. I will be able to buy you a drink or 10 now!!!

Ahhhh Metal for the brain.Looming like the Raven…I am getting the hell outta Sin City two weeks ahead of time after rocking with Scotty at the Shine show on the 12th of Dec.[ BE THERE!!] Back to the family pile,fresh air,stoner guitar heroes and the long suffering Saint Tina,Leeroy fish boy and his lady love Miss Jo.1st time back for me in a long time…I can always hear dueling banjos as soon as I cross that border….knowing that Tina is gonna get to see us cutsik is reason enough for me to head back.Leeroy has been on the team for a long time and was out on the road with us this year.You will see him filming at M4TB and BDO so get up in that lens!She and Leeroy fish boy are the only ones who never gave up on me.And she has never seen me play….Even though she hates my tattoos with a zelot- like passion she is a pretty hip lady who took a whole bunch of shit off her family for having a kid like me.So this one is for her..For Alec..That and to hack off all my inbreed dumb assed trailer park relations that disowned me rather than attempting to understand me.Payback is a BITCH motherfuckers.I won.

Totally un-related subject-Am I the only one [ “YES!!!”] That thinks the dude from Linkin park sounds like thingo from Savage garden doing emo/new metal??.. I gotta get some sleep!

There is some HUGE news on the BDO front but you are gonna hafta head into the chat room to find out about it…Dunno if I am ment to let the kitty out of the sack just yet…..

Ross and Mike just rolled in.I think that Ross is still celebrating has dive into the shallow end of the stagnent pool of unenployment cause he is drunk off his ass and passed out in our spare room.He berated me for not finishing this earlier “Michele” he burped ” It dosnt have to be a fucking best seller!” Pft!

Soundtrack;The Doors.

Christ! I wish that I still smoked!! I am gonna run upstairs and throw on my leater pants any second![ “I AM THE LIZARD KING! YAHHH!” cue breaking of coffee table…] Oh Man! Nix that smoking line…Mike has got the lung infection of doom and it sounds like an old peoples home up there.I keep yelling at him that he has gotta spit it out but he is too polite.File THAT under “Too Much information Michele.”

-What the hell are you ment to do after sex if you dont smoke? -Me.
-Fuck more I guess. -Britt
-Why should I care. -Me.
-True…. -Britt.
-Oh! Thank YOU dude! -Me.
-Hhheeeheheeeeee……. -Britt

Fuck it! If Santa is out there this is what I want for Xmas.
1] The head of Alfredo Garcia. [ I have ALWAYS wanted to write that!]
2] Someone to pay my rent.
3] a 69′ Dodge Challenger in candy flake orange..385. Stock.
4] A spot on OZZFEST.
5] To see ……….. again in the New year.
6] Many more HUGE FUCK OFF TATTOOS!
7] Genna Jamerson…gift wrapped.

For the New Year? I want all you sikfuks to stay safe and true to yourselves.Same goes for my most stellar band and crew.Me? Hell! I am just gonna keep rockin’ and pissing off the masses!
Did you really expect any less?
Didnt think so!
SF4L.
Michele.