Friday, October 15, 2010

Last night with Nu Sensae,

last night was a rad show, Sloppy Cock, Animal Eye also played. We were offered to play on tuesday at a place of worship with Cowards (canada), Nasa and Total Fang after our set and we might play.

We'll keep ya'll posted.

Thanks for showing up last night though it was a fun show.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Oct 1st Show Review. Thanks Ditch!

NASA Space Universe – Vex – Flytraps – Pacifists – Antipilon – at The Opening of A Place Of Worship – Garden Grove, CA

October 1, 2010
The Opening of A Place Of WorshipA Place of Worship is a new DIY venue in Orange County's city of Garden Grove. It's in a small warehouse space and with a limited lease, it's a perfect temporary place for smaller Punk shows to occur while it's open. On Friday, October 1 the venue opened its door with an eclectic showcase of local Punk bands.


After a band called Antipilon played the Pacifists kicked things up with their fucked up brand of Hardcore Punk. As they got ready to start their set friends in the audience lit sparklers and the red lights were turned on.

Pacifists have a considerably darker and more disturbing tone than any of their young peers in the Orange County Punk scene and their sound is not far off from early YDI or Murder Junkies. Their image is straight out of an 80's movie and it gives them sort of a Lost Boys (the movie) vibe. They are definitely one of the more unique and exciting bands around.

The all female band, Flytraps played their take on Garage Rock and Punk which at times had a sort of Them/Shadows of the Night feel. Their main singer/rhythm guitarist, Marz had a broken leg and toughed out their set hopping on one foot until a friend/fan offered himself as a chair and she sat on his back for a few songs. Flytraps have some cool Surfy guitar leads and played a solid set.

They were followed by the two piece, keyboard driven Vex who played a crazy brand of arty Industrial Punk that was somewhere between Depeche Mode, Happy Flowers, and the Screamers. Their cover of the Germs' "Forming" was a crowd pleaser.

NASA Space Universe closed out the night with their brutal experimental Punk with an energetic response from the audience.
-Ditch-
Big Wheel Managing Editor

The opening of A Place Of Worship was a great success and it looks like shows at this new venue will give Orange County Punks something to look forward to.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

October Shows @ A Place Of Worship

5 bucks. 11622 Salinaz Ave.
GARDEN GROVE


OCTOBER 1ST
NASA
The Vex
The Flytraps
The Pacifists

OCTOBER 9TH
Green Apple Tree
The Pacifists

OCTOBER 14TH
NASA
Nu Sensae
The Pacifists
Okie Dokie

OCTOBER 16TH
HPP
Francis Harold & the Holograms
NASA
The Pacifists
Green Screen Door

OCTOBER 22ND
Device Recordings
Levi Prarrie
Hindu Pirates
TRMRS
The Pacifists

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Mediafire Demo with Fletcher Shears and Mike West

a four song demo, with The Fletch on drums and Mr. West on drums.
http://www.mediafire.com/?kr3bdbvqqeurq

Band Biography.

     January 31st 2010 was the start of The Pacifists, the line up was originally Mike Fleck on vocals, Matt Craig on guitar, Gabe Castro on bass and Jeff Sullivan on drums. They started after the demise of two bands, Raunch & the 15 year old girls and The Rip-Offs.
     A few shows were played a demo was recorded and Jeff left the band for a few different reasons.  Shows were booked and they needed a drummer really badly, they played a show with Josh Clark from Joe's Garage but did only Raunch & the 15 year old girls songs. Everyone in that line up was in that band but with a different singer and a few instrument change ups.
     Desperate for a drummer they eventually came across Fletcher Shears, Fletch is the greatest drummer in OC and is only getting better. He joined the band, recorded a demo, played a few shows but unfortunately had to leave the band due to not being able to make it to most of the shows.
     Jeff Salisbury from Media Blitz, No Spex, Thought Process and more played a couple shows and wrote a new song with the band.
     The band took a hiatus so they could find a drummer and record for an EP.They found Mike West and he joined. Mike has been in many bands including, The Placen-Tones, HBPD, The Telephone Junkies and more! Mike is the current drummer and he has recorded, helped write new material and is now playing shows with them. He pounds those drums hard.
     The Pacifists are currently playing alot at a new warehouse in Garden Grove called A Place Of Worship.


March 20th, 2010 was our first show. Here is the review!

March 20, 2010



I went outside and talked to Leo since I had just blown him off and ran into a few other friends. Pacifists, who are another Joe’s Garage side project with Mike Fleck on vocals and our own Matt Craig on guitar game onto stage and they were really a pretty menacing outfit. Mike really surprised me with his sinister vocal approach and the guitars were dirgey and kind of creepy. I really dug their set. Mr. Fleck was throwing slices of cheese out into the audience which made the dance floor kind of gross but it was relatively harmless. They did a cool cover of "Red Tape" by the Circle Jerks. Unfortunately their recordings come off as more goofy and intentionally annoying and don’t match the intensity of the band live, but if they get their shit together and starting taking their music seriously they could have something really cool going on. Live they had sort of a YDI/Murder Junkies vibe with some classic melodic O.C. punk influences mixed in that help to make things more interesting.

Mediafire, our first demo.

Live @ the Craig Compound, Jeffrey Sullivan is on drums.
http://www.mediafire.com/?jdjnnwjznuw

its decent.

Lyrics.


KILLING SPREE
sitting in the hospital im waiting on the bed
waiting for the doctor to tell me whats wrong with my head
he said now listen son you never listen
im going to tell you something that you aint guna wana be missing i said now
listen son dont make me tell you again life supports about to be your only friend

terminal disease
now im on a killing spree
terminal disease

if im going down your going down too
a syring of my blood is going straight inside of you

a plea for the end
your a life worth taking
if im going out
then im going raping

i remember a time
when i was sick

they were guna shoot me down
unless i got better quick

aint it funny how the world goes round
you pick people up but you threaten to shoot them down
hey everybodys lifes a game
if you cant play you better hide your name

i remember when
they shot my dog

they said he's old and useless
like a crippled hog

i remember when i
i went to the zoo

they had a man killing
all the sick and the jews

aint it funny how the world goes round
you pick people up but you threaten to shoot them down
hey everybodys lifes a game
if you cant play you better hide your name

RAT FACE
the town closes from 6 to 6
everyone carries around a crucifix
theres a being who lives in the sewers
sits around putting eye balls on scewers

rat face

eats garbage has shit for brains
drives the towns people to go insane
all the people staring at him
sweating panting forming mobs of 10

rat face

everyones staring at me
im becoming something i dont wana be
its strange but im becoming furry
my brain it hurts, im really horny
Im back from the backwaters
where kissing cousins eat the dead

dead babies hang on poles so high
the blood drips from there head

outsiders come and go so fast
as if theres something wrong

old men sit on there porch all day
and sing the same blues song

im back from the backwaters


im back from the backwaters
theres so much to see

im back from the backwaters

im back from the backwaters
where your as free as can be

chickens lay bloody eggs
right in your frying pan

the lucky people hang themselves
before the ranch-hands can

local butchers chop up some cat
& boil it for some meat

theres been cases where theve
been known to cook human feet

im back from the backwaters

im back from the backwaters
theres so much to see

im back from the backwaters

im back from the backwaters
where your as free as can be

in the bayous lives maudie may
insest in her blood her bones are starting to decay
rats for breakfest
crows for lunch
children for dinner with a side of spiked punch

im back from the backwaters

im back from the backwaters
theres so much to see

im back from the backwaters

im back from the backwaters
where your as free as can be

OPEN MY EYE'S
the day without order is the day without god
but one man can stop this by bringing hell to them all

abusing the poor and giving them souls
telling them stories attacking the sick and the old

dont tell me your religeon
sitting on the bus is your only mission

smile jesus loves you
what else do you look forward too?

saving poor girls from eternal damnation
if it was your wat youd instal forced human castration

pools of suicide run through my vains
stop jesus can fix whats wrong in your brain

tell me a story tell me some lies
im weak i need someone to open my eyes
BUILT ON HATE
flesh wounds i rub them in dirt
just to see if i still hurt
needles poking through my skin
built on hate because i lost 1 in a million
live in fear is what ill do
stop thinking stop thinking of you
close the door its cold in hear
close the door im busy in hear

built
on
hate

fuck you i dont need your abuse
i can cope without your drug use
look at the finger who's to blame
fuck you i was built on hate
SORRY FOR THE MESS
he was found with a hole in his head
and his kids are still in bed
his wife cleans the walls of red

32 knives laying on the ground
forgotten kids in another town
no more worries when dec 8 comes around

i was tired of that son of a bitch in my life
if was for himself i would of make hell of his life

pill popping you hold a gun to your wife
something here aint right
im sure you pray to jesus everynight

i was tired of that son of a bitch in my life
if was for himself i would of make hell of his life
lets stop and think about someone other then yourself
i know its hard to do, ill see you in hell

sorry for the mess
LOCAL NATIVES

i need a thing, cuz im bored as hell
lets take a boat to a tropical swell
2 by 2 we step off the boat
shooting animals. making coats
i need more, more of a thrill
lets find some natives, pillage, rape, fuck and steal

o boy my son wants a new pet
this will be, the best one yet
i jumped on top and gave him a collar
then he started to scream and hollar
so i tazed him to shit & put him over my back
now he's serving cookies to my son jack

hey UG-UG youve done a bad job
now im guna sell you to a man in a bog
he wont treat you nice, youll do what your told
youll be a slave till your die old

jungle noises
MY WORLD

its a world of rape
its a world of fear
its a world of cunts
its a world of queers

its a world of pain
its a world of lust
its a world of god
its a world of trust

all i see is a world of darkness
and your all raised in a cacoon
the grim reality is i determine your fate
ill serve your head on my dinner plate
you cant hide from me forever you know
the more you fear the more i grow
ill still be here when you turn on the lights
my reality is hell's delight

my world is my hell

MY CHAIN

i cant break this chain
my eyes they cant see through
i cant live a normal life my addictions hold that true
you try and talk to me but i cant hear you
i keep to myself

i cant wake up
is this a dream
reality is crashing
and i cant blow off steam
1 by 1 i dissapoint another
i look for someone to blame
even my mother

in & out, in & out, in & out of my head
Nazi Dogs
i hid in the walls for quite sometime
they said not to, leave any behind
they sent in the dogs to make sure its clear
it looks like ive been caught by, Die Fierer
oh no, theyve come for me again
they said theyd get me in the end
oh yes killing gives me a thrill
send in the nazi dogs, to kill
i wiped the blood right off my face
they said theyll take me to a real nice place
get on your feet get in line, your in for a treat
it looks like im eating human meat