TAPE UPDATE

So we've recorded a four-track cassette which is about to be dropppppeeeeddddd on GLASSBBQ records. Shit is fuckin' awesome.

The Freudoids are on the a-side. or the b-side. Whichever way you choose to view it.

This will be available hella soon, so keep your eyes peeled! Limited to 50 copies! Fuck!

xxx

USSA on bFFM

So last night was the Fancy New Bands Showcase at the King's Arms. I assume it went alright... Through the foldback all I could hear was my guitar wailing out the mistakes of fat fingers across skinny frets.

It was broadcast live on bFM, if anyone knows of any recordings of it I'd be interested to hear it.

Anyway, no other news. I'm in the process of writing an epic poem, working-titled Victorian Wasteland. PSYchic Jams continue to rock my shit.

Cassettes coming soon... Blue/Red split with the Freudoids and a Lilac/Yellow split with Parents (probable).

WE WERE ON THE

RADIO

NEW RECORDINGS/SPLIT TAPE COMING SOON

Just got our recordings back from the Masterer, and they sound pretty excellent. Dan's put a new version of Look to an Old Friend up.

We're in the process of ordering some tapes and releasing a split with the Freudoids! fuck yeah!

Listen to our song!

Recording.

We recorded in the weekend, shit was mad real. Everyone was downing Jack Daniels and cocaine, I'm telling you shit was so mad real I could barely believe it myself. I've never seen so much Cristal getting poured all over the floor, on my amp and guitar. So crazy I can hardly relate it to you.

We've got a 'pre-mix' to display on our myspace http://www.myspace.com/theussatheussatheussatheussa

It's like a smooth as fuck Gordon's Gin and Tonic with a twist of lemon. served over ice in a highball glass with a bendy straw. fuckin' class.


The actual mastering will be taking place as soon as possible. Mr Shane Warbrooke is on the ball; he is a master craftsman of rock.

(my guitar is gonna be more hardout sounding when you buy the album off smokecds.com)

Shows, Moving Out, Assignments.

For the next few weeks!

We're playing Rhiannon's Birthday - 9th May at Whammy with a shitload of other bands.
We're recording! 17th May
And we're playing a big show at the King's Arms on Thursday the 28th of May. It's the bFm Fancy New Bands Showcase or something.

And I'm moving out. and doing assignments. for the next few weeks...

This is What is Up.

So um...

Basically someone is trying to kill us again.

Genes mutate inside laboratories, instigated by scientists, funded by drug companies. Who get to sell their 'remedies' to the problems they create.

Read:
Tamiflu linked to deaths of 12 children
1:00PM Friday Nov 18, 2005
By Jeremy Laurance


The safety of the anti-flu drug Tamiflu was under question for the second time in a week yesterday following reports that it was linked to the deaths of 12 children in Japan.

Read:
Rumsfeld cashes in on bird flu
5:00AM Monday Mar 13, 2006

WASHINGTON - US Defence Secretary Donald Rumsfeld has made more than US$5 million ($7.8 million) from selling shares in the biotech firm behind Tamiflu, the drug being bought to treat a possible bird flu pandemic.


And that was three years ago...

Borderline

We had an excellent time, thanks to everyone for coming along. And rocking out.. especially Glenn!

We made a ton of money. It's getting invested back into the band, so we hope to record in about a month.

Look out for a limited edition Cassette Tape with an online download.. Maybe. Who knows?

No shows until Rhiannon's Birthday - May 9th at Whammy Bar.

Until then we'll be smoking cannabis and writing poetry.

First Show.

Thanks to everyone that came out, shit was pretty killah.

We're looking forward to playing this weekend on SUNDAY NIGHT at the WINE CELLAR. For Borderline Festival. So if anyone reads this... come along. For a beer and a chat etc.

We got $80 for our first show! It has been invested in the band at we will be putting it towards recording an EP. Which will no doubt be released on GlassBBQ, boutique tape dealers.

Free Sanger from Work.

Pretty shit, but the price was right ($free).

The chef at work is more of a glorified deep fryer. His sandwiches are leftover roasted vegetables stacked between two slices of white and one piece of brown bread in the middle. The main flavours are balsamic vinegar and herbs.

Thanking you in Advance.

Mr Key.

For my new fatter paycheck! Oh yeah! I'll be one of the thousands of earners out there cashing in my extra $18 a week, stimulating the economy and feeling super secure that Mr Key is leading us into a new era of financial well-being.



Oops I forgot, that $18 was a made-up figure (remember - National promised $50 a week as opposed to Labour's $32 before the election). In actuality, I will have zero more dollars in my pay packet. Fuck, that is so much fatter! Wow! Middle New Zealand - when you prosper, so do I!


Next time I'm voting ACT, maybe they can promise a bigger increase and not deliver on that one either, 'cos that's what expected of politicians.

Mr Key, you've had your turn.

today.

Gross shoes on trademe. Close reading of Dawkins. Coffee on my tab. Cricket.

The Foreigners.

Bemsha Swing EP Release.

I believe we will be playing this show. 4th April, Whammy Bar.

No drugs/alcohol, good cunts only, licence ends at 12 so show starts at 8 etc etc etc... xXxTheUSSAxXx

That which is beautiful never goes unpunished.

Saturday. I'm drunk and stoned. It's night time. St Kevin's Arcade - and there it is. Above me, high in the balcony that fades away from my blurry vision like a static image of Mt Fuji done by a third-form English student... Two Asian males begin to kiss. The kisser (for they truly are a kisser and a kissee) is adorned in a grey suit and capped with a head of greying hair. His prey (although the relationship is perhaps less predatory than I am allowing myself to describe) is younger - maybe 35, semi-professional. He backs away at first, is slightly taken aback when the older male tries to force himself onto him, yet relents. And this image, these two males wrestling with each other for attention and companionship and maybe a little sex, is absolutely beautiful.

There's something in the freedom in which these two revel that I adore - and it's a freedom we often take for granted. Imagine; the idea of homosexuality is barely entertained in your culture... you grow up, work as hard as you possibly can, take a wife and pump out one child (preferably a male). Even with the rosiness of Socialist Sympathies, this is a fairly bleak picture. But not an uncommon one - for much is bleak in the modern world. I digress - and so these two males, on their working holiday to New Zealand, drunk from the free-flowing nozzle of booze and liberty, are above me. Pashing. There is so much to love in this scenario - the carelessness and freedom they must feel in this country, this city, this street, this bar, allows them to indulge in a practice in the open air that is everything that they want to do. These two are more free in that moment than we are in most of our lives. Social constrictions, censorship, 'morality' and 'values'.. all torn asunder, ripped out from beneath them like the undoing of a rope ladder across a gorge.

Freedom is something we should all aim for, and it is our responsibility to ensure that each of us is free to aim for their own freedom without being held back by others' freedom. In short, our pursuit of freedom should never compromise another persons pursuit of freedom.

Till then... Pash away, ye Asian sons of the night.

Black Pepper.

I'll carry a little
Darkness
'til Things are better
Black Pepper

You're the white sugar
To my Black Pepper
Coffee only makes it taste better

Cannabis sativa and its derivatives are strictly prohibited in Turkey, and the natural correlative of this prescription is that alcohol, far from being frowned upon as it is in other Moslem lands, is freely drunk; being a government monopoly it can be bought at any cigarette counter. This fact is no mere detail; it is of primary social importance, since the psychological effects of the two substances are diametrically opposed to each other. Alcohol blurs the personality by loosening inhibitions. The drinker feels, temporarily at least, a sense of participation. Cannabis abolishes no inhibitions; on the contrary, it reinforces them, pushes the individual further back into the recesses of his own isolated personality, pledging him to contemplation and inaction. It is to be expected that there should be a close relationship between the culture of a given society and the means used by its members to achieve release and euphoria. For Judaism and Christianity the means has always been alcohol; for Islam it has been hashish. The first dynamic in its effects, the other static. If a nation wishes, however mistakenly, to Westernize itself, first let it give up hashish. The rest will follow, more or less as a matter of course. Conversely, in a Western country; if a whole segment of the population desires, for reasons of protest, to isolate itself in a radical fashion from the society around it, the quickest and surest way is for it to replace alcohol with cannabis.

-Paul Bowles http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Bowles

SUP IM DRUNK

www.myspace.com/theussatheussatheussatheussa

Actually I'm not drunk yet. I'm going to smoke hashish tonight and write all about it tomorrow. But it will probably read like something out of Playboy. the articles, not the sexy pictures.

Check out our MiSpazio for a demo of a song. I don't even play guitar on it. I don't even play guitar in this band, really. It's just Dan going through two amps.


We're going to do a couple covers at our first show.

BorderLine FestiVal at Wine Cellar, 12th of April. Come and sing along to some Crazy Town and Linkin Park 2001 steez. Srsly.

Apparently this is called 'slanty eyes'. Courtesy Miley Cyrus. 

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