Dirty Spanglish talks about the Frosty-a-go-go - By N.L. Belardes
I spoke on the phone with Kenny Mount yesterday: "There's a mystery meat song that Dirty Spanglish is performing at Frosty King and it's by the Filthies: Donut Shop."
Kenny was flattered. I missed the show but forced the War Day's director on threat of having to clean his room to write this up-to-the-minute report of the first ever Frosty King band night...
After waking up early, Shaun and I were sore from champion boxing fight in the living room. Shaun and my brother went at it for a couple minutes. Then I realized that we were yet to get a PA for the big show that night at Frosty King. So we called our friend Josh from school and he said that he would let Dirty Spanglish use his PA system for practice and for the show.
We practiced until about 4 P.M. (We had to be at Frosty King at 5). Shaun went home, got his amp, and got ready for the show. We had to wait because he had to come back and help haul the rest of the equipment to the show. So the rest of Dirty Spanglish waited for Shaun. It was pushing 5:30 and he still hadn’t arrived.
At about that time my phone rang and sure enough it was Shaun and he was waiting at Frosty King. Punk! I was in rage because I had told the whole band the plan; yet we were an hour late. Double punk!
We finally all got there, and there were punkers everywhere. The first band was pretty hardcore, you know: screaming punk hardcore. It was cool. There was even a little mosh pit up in front. Dirty Spanglish was scheduled to go on next. Then as we were going up there to get ready, some dude told us it was their turn. So we were like, okay whatever, just miscommunication. So we asked them what their band was called and some guy said, “Oh you don’t know me? Well we’re Emora.” So we asked him what kind of music his band was and he said, “Well we’re definitely better than the last band, we’re like the best band here.” We were like, "Okay..." So they played all their songs and rocked the house. We were finally on next. We didn’t know what to expect from a hardcore punker crowd, but we got the job done. Lucky for us, everyone liked us and we got a standing ovation.
We of course stayed to watch the band who invited us, Freedom Bleeds Chaos and saw Los Vagos too. After they were done the night was over, and everyone went home from a big night; the first ever gig at Frosty King. Could it be the new Jerry’s Pizza of the Southside?
Kenny was flattered. I missed the show but forced the War Day's director on threat of having to clean his room to write this up-to-the-minute report of the first ever Frosty King band night...
After waking up early, Shaun and I were sore from champion boxing fight in the living room. Shaun and my brother went at it for a couple minutes. Then I realized that we were yet to get a PA for the big show that night at Frosty King. So we called our friend Josh from school and he said that he would let Dirty Spanglish use his PA system for practice and for the show.
We practiced until about 4 P.M. (We had to be at Frosty King at 5). Shaun went home, got his amp, and got ready for the show. We had to wait because he had to come back and help haul the rest of the equipment to the show. So the rest of Dirty Spanglish waited for Shaun. It was pushing 5:30 and he still hadn’t arrived.
At about that time my phone rang and sure enough it was Shaun and he was waiting at Frosty King. Punk! I was in rage because I had told the whole band the plan; yet we were an hour late. Double punk!
We finally all got there, and there were punkers everywhere. The first band was pretty hardcore, you know: screaming punk hardcore. It was cool. There was even a little mosh pit up in front. Dirty Spanglish was scheduled to go on next. Then as we were going up there to get ready, some dude told us it was their turn. So we were like, okay whatever, just miscommunication. So we asked them what their band was called and some guy said, “Oh you don’t know me? Well we’re Emora.” So we asked him what kind of music his band was and he said, “Well we’re definitely better than the last band, we’re like the best band here.” We were like, "Okay..." So they played all their songs and rocked the house. We were finally on next. We didn’t know what to expect from a hardcore punker crowd, but we got the job done. Lucky for us, everyone liked us and we got a standing ovation.
We of course stayed to watch the band who invited us, Freedom Bleeds Chaos and saw Los Vagos too. After they were done the night was over, and everyone went home from a big night; the first ever gig at Frosty King. Could it be the new Jerry’s Pizza of the Southside?
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Sunday, March 19, 2006.
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sounds like an eventful evening... dirty spanglish is HOT!
On this early monday morning nlbelardes.com is being read in Brooklyn, New York. It's something like the Bakersfield Californian for the east coast. Talk to you later.
It's nice to know the good people of Brooklyn care about the Bakersfield art scene... expecially 'pop punk you can dance to' at Frosty King...
I think it's fun to write about everything from academic style literary pieces to the punk youth...
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