Fresno Falcons are yummy - By N.L. Belardes

yum!

Gossip in the Bakersfield and global music scene - By N.L. Belardes

Drug addict rocker Pete Doherty, the on again off again lover of Kate Moss, has been photographed doing the despicable: injecting a young girl on his kitchen floor with heroin. Oh yes, and there's a photo of him doing it too.

Now I took shit for writing about old Bakersfield rocker being a schleprock and drinking. And I can say, I was present when an 'Unnamed' group of Bakersfield rockers took some heavy doses of drugs. But this takes the cake. I should say I don't fraternize with the local drugged up rockers. That's part of why I mostly avoid Jerry's Pizza. Too many kids with glazed over eyes for my taste. And I don't hang out with those rockers anymore; one time was enough. Keep the drugs away from me.

And no, I don't think everyone at Jerry's ala the Pizza-a-go-go is addicted to drugs. Drugs are a huge problem in not just American society, but the world. I worked in factories for years as a youngster and saw people doing drugs all the time to stay awake, or just because they had no direction in life but a dead end factory job. Drugs helped those schleprocks pass their boring lives. Or so they think. I believe drugs just sunk them further in pits of despair, seeped and drowning quagmires of lifelessness in a world of drugged up carelessness. One guy was busted for drugs after accidentally dropping the forks of a forklift on another guy's foot. Ouch. A month later I read about the druggie getting knifed in a Tehachapi prison. That's real world stuff, kids.

One Sun reader writes, "If that girl were my daughter lying there on the floor, Pete's fans would not have to worry about him killing himself with an overdose."

Maybe there should be a doping law in rock and roll. I mean, aren't they role models too? Sorry, you are banned from three gigs at Gigantic Vintage.

What would you do if that were your kid and you saw that photo on the Internet? Does this happen in Bakersfield? What percentage do you think there might be of such a drug problem in the Bakersfield rock scene compared to an LA or a London rock scene?

Were Bakersfield circuit benders at Bent 2006 in New York? - By N.L. Belardes

There I was at Bakersfield's Spotlight Theatre a year ago listening to a sound guy talk all about Circuit Bending. Known on the Web as Bent Monkey Cage, Daniel Perry, an old hipster veteran talked about circuit implants, experimental human-to-machine synapse-driven interaction, and even took me to see some of his experimental circuit-bending work. Sure, I thought I was looking right into Ridley Scott's futuristic bent film, Blade Runner, with cyber people in a society of bent memories. But here was the real deal taking music and people-energy to an almost freakish new level. I stared at the old synthesizers and how a hand passing close could trigger sound as unique as the person tapped into the machine. He may have even had a circuit transplant in his arm. Not really sure, but I suspected it. A true cybernetic man-machine organism if it were true. Might have just been me imagining things.

Read more in the Blackboard

Find him at bent monkey cage. You can even buy his book on circuit bending. From what I understand, there is quite the rivalry and controversy surrounding his theories and who gets credit...

Contact at: bentmonkeycage@aol.com.

Read what Yahoo News is saying about Bent 2006, a conference just for Circuit Benders.

Here's the official Bent 2006 site for you folks out there who want to experiment.

Not sure, these Bakersfield guys might have something to do with it. They do some cool trance stuff:

kinetic distortion

More Gossip in the Music Scene - By N.L. Belardes

Now for some juicy gossip:

Kenny "Motor" Mount of the Filthies had a rift with legendary ska king Matt Munoz right here on this site over Korn and limo rides. Don't worry, they already kissed and made up and Richie Sambora wasn't even involved in their love triangle (scroll to the comments to read the hilarity).

American Standard is playing a benefit show on May sixth at Vinny's @ 8pm to help a friend stricken with cancer. Now that should be an American standard!

The Dalloways are getting radio airplay across the nation! Holy crap! Read the list of radio stations on their blog. Speaking of Gary Enns from the Dalloways, he just mentioned to me that the Central Valley literary magazine Metamorphoses has been pushed to an August release. And if we really want to gossip, Gary accidentally wrote 'Dessert' instead of 'Desert'. Now that's tasty!

Lostocean left on April 2nd to go to Nashville and record an album with EMI. It's supposed to be filled with more radio friendly tunes. Personally I dig Douse the Choir... from what I hear they're not even selling those anymore. Check out their latest tunes on myspace. I like 'Lights'.

Dirty Spanglish had some voiding the bladder problems. Check out an interview with them about bladders and their song 'Wonderbread' on Buck City #35, Ice the Dog.

And in one of the biggest pieces of gossip for the day, check out what local punk rocker Heath Dobbler has to say about a wide range of political issues, including a sour angle on the Spanish version of our national anthem. Personally, I don't care. I look at it as a gimmick by leading Spanish rockers to get their name known. Why not? Musicians do it all the time. That's how the industry works. The best new gimmicks that attract buyers, well, if it sells... I do agree that Tom Cruise is quite the yahoo. Read on... if you can stand Heath Dobbler's abrasive conservative punk take on politics.

Have a comment about Bakersfield music scene gossip? Leave on this page or email nl@nlbelardes.com

Gossip in the Music Scene - By N.L. Belardes

I haven’t written about local music scene gossip in a while. Let’s see what’s on MySpace…

Look at all this music going on April 29th:

Temperd, the band that couldn’t stay together is back together. I don’t even think this band has been broken up for a year and already they’re having a reunion show. They’re being joined by Splitminded, Conspiracy Theory and Faceless on April 29th at Vinny’s.

That same night at the Boiler Room is Sioux City Sarsaparilla as well as Calico Sunset for a CD release show. Gigantic Vintage is hosting several out of town bands that same night: Two Dollars, The Feeling Machine, and Goodnight Star.

Kruz Productions Presents Dog Fashion Disco and Tub Ring, featuring: Look What I Did, Karate High School, SWINE at Studio 99.

And if that isn’t enough on the same night, Mento Buru will be performing with Seed at Sandrini’s and Norfolk and Pangolese will be at Jerry's.

OK, but that's not gossip. Gossip is hard to come by these days. Me and Heath aren't battling as of late. Oh he is in a punk o de mayo with In denials, Box Jumper, and the Filthies coming somewhere around town on May 5... where Heath?

Oh yeah, and see some cool videos on www.bakersfieldpost.com

I don't really know any juicy music scene gossip right now. Do you?

N.L. in the Big “No” for the Fresno-Bakersfield Highway 99 Hockey Rivalry - By N.L. Belardes

Highway 99 was as dusty and flat as always. We drove through Central Valley farmland, past almond groves, herds of dairy cattle and vineyards, only to flip through talk radio and crack jokes.

We were on our way to the big “No”, Bakersfield’s Highway 99 rival in more than just hockey. Sure, hockey games between the Bakersfield Condors and Fresno Falcons are always a nasty affair. Fans yell and scream and hope for nothing short of a blood bath on the ice. Americans more than just love the Ridley Scott film, Gladiator. Many of us relish the toughness of a gladiator style sport in an arena that pits men with sticks who punish each other for 60 minutes. Blood on the ice is a bonus that invigorates the tamest of hockey fans, although such bloody moments are rare these days.


Fresno Whiffleball king

Sure, some of my readers are pacifists, They’re folks who scream “Food, not bombs!” and they will ignore this article. But there is a Highway 99 rivalry and hockey is a great way to display such competitiveness.

Myself? I’m of a fiery competitive spirit. Give me a game of checkers and I will trash talk as I try not to lose. I once played chess regularly with a combat veteran who was also a schizophrenic. When he was focused he fought chess just like a war. He hunkered in his chair, his eyes focused like a cat. He read playbooks and offered game strategies that escaped the game board itself. He wore big feathery hats, or a favorite Indiana Jones hat; he offered beer, or sat with Hustler magazine, trying to throw off my game and my attention as we sat in a courtyard in downtown Bakersfield in the mid-1990s. He pitted himself with middlegame strategies that were as mystic as the spiritual themes in Gladiator. “Toss some sand in the East to hide the sandstorm coming in the West…” and so on…


Find the rubber chicken

Although I play less hockey these days, the same spirit is abundantly there. And I brought it with me as I entered Fresno to see game two between the Bakersfield Condors and the Fresno Falcons.

With me were several fans: kids from Dirty Spanglish, Dude on the Ice, and Matildakay. chingpea was going to try to attend but couldn’t get off work early enough to make the trip.

Meeting us in Fresno was Mike Seay from Dorktown.net. He and I both write trash talk hockey blogs here in the Central Valley uplifting the local ice hockey teams in our hometowns. Mike wore a hat and brown jacket and we sat and ate some grub across the street from the Save Mart Center before walking over to the game.



The Save Mart Center itself is a huge facility that stands like a big mall out in the middle of the countryside near Fresno State. According to Mike that’s all going to change as an actual mall type atmosphere is supposed to spring up around the complex. Inside, the stadium is massive, though less friendly with an almost hospital quality: bare, clean, stone, bright. The rink itself was like a big empty hospital room where the Falcons perform cold surgery on their victims, Bakersfield no exception. No banners from the rafters like there are in Bakersfield.

Bakersfield’s Rabobank Arena is tucked into downtown Bakersfield with a nearby ice rink and lots of parking options. Save Mart Center’s parking is $8.00 and game ticket prices were extremely high. We couldn’t get seats in the upper deck (off limits), so sat in the lower deck having shelled out an ungodly amount of money for minor league hockey. No wonder there are fewer fans in Fresno than in Bakersfield. Who can afford $19.00 a ticket? In Bakersfield I can get seats that are just as good for $8.00 - $12.00.





The hockey game itself was a disappointing 4-2 loss. I recorded a podcast and denied the crazy game I was witnessing. I focused on interviewing Mike to hear about his Fresno Wiffleball League, Dorktown podcast and hockey blog (coming soon).


Pummeling the foe


Ouch, we did that game...

Of course there was one good fight. I snapped some photos of the fracas as bodies piled on each other and hockey players threw punches. Two players paired off for an encore to the pile-up with the Fresno fans finally coming alive to cheer for their gladiator to win. Bakersfield got the upper hand in their only true victory of the night.

What really got me about the Fresno Falcons was their mascot “Freddie” who I now call, Freddie “Kreuger” Falcon. Right away, Freddie “Kreuger” Falcon isn’t half as funny as the Condors mascot this season. I’ll never forget the game where Colonel Claw’d threw a tamtrum as he tried and tried to get the crowd to do the wave. It was one of those exciting hockey game moments and so the entire crowd wasn’t involved. The Colonel kept beating the glass in a pleading silent wail as he had the audience around him laughing uncontrollably. The Colonel isn’t afraid to go flying down stairs or smashing into the boards. He sails across the ice in a saucer and shows off his fluffy extremities to unsuspecting fans. He’s a riot.




Here we see Freddie "Kreuger" Falcon right before he gobbles up unsuspecting young fans

Then there’s Freddie “Kreuger” Falcon who has a head so evil that it scares me. I swear kids end up missing from games as he gobbles them up.

Leaving the game I was surprised to discover more traffic congestion than Dodger Stadium. Where Fresno has a good hockey team this year and devoted fans, there’s more energy in Bakersfield in a hockey community that has plenty of fans in an exciting downtown arena. Yet, Fresno was a great time. I would go back and talk shop with Mike Seay and friends. As Mike said, “We Fresno people love people from around the valley.” He was more than hospitable. He’s part of a larger city, with a better media network that supports the arts. Bakersfield has KRAB radio helping support art, and that’s it so far that I can tell. Fresno has a lot more. Heck, Mike was on a Fresno Famous podcast and as a result helped out on a local radio show. Now that’s support.

Next playoff game is Friday. The Condors are down 2-0 in a best-of-seven series.

Bakotopia mentioned as a quasi-MySpace in Editor & Publisher magazine - By N.L. Belardes

People closest to me know I have gone full circle and then some about the local Bakersfield newspaper niche market website, Bakotopia.com. Built by journalistic workhorse, Dan “Spud” Pacheco for the Bakersfield Californian, Bakotopia has become an online niche territory that even though ‘grabbing users’ is its aim, is a site that really wants to be loved. And Bakotopia is loved. Users utilize the site as a self-propelling community service filled with online users building MySpace-style profiles, through which, they gain the ability to interact and make local happenings known, whether band gigs, theatre events, literary readings, etc.

Working in a marketing department, right away I saw through Spud’s marketing scheme of distancing Bakotopia from the local paper (OK, not Spud’s scheme. He was just earning a paycheck). Though distanced from the local newspaper, Bakotopia was still the newspaper, just transmogrified into a different form with a different market: young people, music people, all the hip young folks over 18 who are intertwined in the Bakersfield art, music and literary scene.

Since I had a few run-ins with the local paper, I had serious trust issues with Bakotopia and its farming of my own site. After all, I started a blog community, worked hard to obtain traffic, maintain interest, and so forth. But then I came to a realization. An online community means “shared community”. I realized I couldn’t start an online venture without wanting to share, without needing to share, and without wanting traffic to come and visit each day. All those bands and individuals who I helped and continue to help get on the Web; well they have their own aims to gain traffic, to be heard, to be searched out, to be noticed. They just weren’t going to come to my site everyday and ignore the power of the local newspaper.

Holding onto an online territory is like trying to hold a bowl full of Jello without the bowl.

You ever play Risk? You take over territories, you defend borders, and you conquer all while you get a few lucky cards along the way that bring a few extra troops.

In an online community you can define borders, but you have to keep them open, porous. Why? Because that’s how Web traffic moves. Sure there are defining points on borders, portals where traffic is heavier, invisible geographic locations where intellectual properties funnel the very people we want to interact with, who buy our products, who even might advertise with us.

When I had trust issues with Bakotopia, my opinion was that if Bakotopia could spend millions to gain such traffic and have as much traffic and more, partly gained from mine, shouldn’t they offer to help rather than farm the Web traffic I worked so hard to gain? After all, though nlbelardes.com lacks the ability to have user profiles, my site was still initially oriented around Bakersfield music and getting bands to interact with a site that catered to a segment of the entertainment population that doesn’t get enough press in reviews, pictures and more.

And Bakotopia has offered to help. We’re trying to come up with the best way to get local underground writings to the people who read both our sites. And I’m working with Bakotopia because they have the credibility. They’re being talked about.

Now Bakotopia is being looked at as the nation’s model in newspaper quasi-MySpace know-how. Bakersfield bands are at least being heard about in America’s top journalistic circles. And that means something. Sure, nlbelardes.com helped along the way by helping bands to understand that online promotions mean something beyond just having as many friends as possible on MySpace.

And not only are bands getting noticed. There’s even a little bit of jealousy and misunderstanding from the big sister of Bakotopia: The Bakersfield Californian. I have caught wind of minor riffs between the paper and the new kid on the block, Bakotopia. And that doesn’t come from Matt Munoz. He’s the Ska King, the new leader at Bakotopia whose college degree in communications, legendary frontman status with Mento Buru, and creative ingenuity and scene networking has literally propelled Bakotopia to a new level.

It’s not just about bands and artists. Bakotopia is also about breaking news stories with a grassroots sensibility. Munoz literally marches with protestors, snaps photos of bands and has wandered into the New Nile Theatre to get the big scoop that was ignored by other news sources until his breaking of the story.

Munoz is a man after similar online dreams as my own.

Only he can sing and I can only sing in the shower.

And why do I speak so highly of Bakotopia? Not only were they mentioned recently in the Wall Street Journal. Now they’re getting even more accolades by being recognized for their interactive ingenuity that is literally helping prevent the local big sister newspaper from dying. Touted as “America's Oldest Journal Covering the Newspaper Industry,” Editor & Publisher magazine has written about Bakotopia in an article titled, “Home, Home on the Web: Giving the Audience Some Space of Their Own,” by Steve Outing.

And that space might just keep the local paper alive. Why?

Advertising dollars and a loyal base of users in an underground community that if they help uplift itself, won’t die, but gain from an interactive media-user relationship. And don’t exclude the local paper's other niche markets: Tehachapi News, Mas Magazine, B- Entertainment, Northwest Voice, Southwest Voice, and a few others. I predict that Bakotopia will eventually overlap with all aspects of the local newspaper online by eventually weaving an interactive media Web for all online users. Why not profiles for everyone including the journalists? Steve Outing says it will work and he’s paying attention to the same Bakotopia that people like me once thought was just a gimmick that couldn’t linger beyond how far Bakersfield Bob could spit.

Of course people might ask, “Will N.L. go full circle again?” I doubt it. You start to get dizzy after a while.

And besides, I’m just beginning to understand how the Internet works.

Does Bakersfield Park at Riverwalk amphitheatre grand opening diss local bands? - By N.L. Belardes

There are many many great Bakersfield bands. What do you think about the city having an out of town Fab Four band opening for Bakersfield's Park at River Walk amphitheatre?

Now I know Soulajar and Mento Buru are going to be there. Why not celebrate using all local talent? Isn't Bakersfield rich in country and rock talent?

What are your thoughts?

May 1st National Day of Action for Immigration Rights - By N.L. Belardes

Bonnie Owens Joins Buck Owens - By N.L. Belardes

Another local Bakersfield country music legend has died. Bonnie Owens died at a local Bakersfield area hospice after a battle with Alzheimers. There's a tangled web of love and country music in her story as she was married to Both Buck Owens and Merle Haggard--though not at the same time. Robert Price points out that she died exactly 30 days after Buck Owens recent passing. Was it the strangeness of fate? If people die in threes, who might be next?

I don't know but you can hear Buck Owens son Buddy Alan at the Crystal Palace as he's taken over for his father and promises to perform at the theatre restaurant now and then...

According to one of the Buckaroos, Buddy Alan began performing last week.

Is it N.L. vs. Mike Seay, or Bakersfield Condors vs. Fresno Falcons? - By N.L. Belardes

The 99 rivalry is on. Keep checking in to the Bakersfield Hockey blog and my rival's Fresno Hockey blog for all the latest trash talk on ECHL second round playoff action...

Buck City 35 Hockeycast podcast with Puck and N.L as Condors notch historic win - By N.L. Belardes

Listen in as the Bakersfield Condors make history by defeating the Long Beach Ice Dogs in a historic game 7 of round 1 of the Kelly Cup playoffs... scroll down for images from the game...

THIS IS A SPECIAL ONE-HOUR PODCAST. BE PREPARED FOR A LENGTHY DOWNLOAD.

Listen to music exclusively from the Bakersfield hockey CD. Order NOW


You can subscribe to the Buck City Podcast. Go to iTUNES and check it out... or plug in the feed to a player.

Or you can just download the MP3 of Episode #35: 'Ice the Dog'

Episode 35:

-Hear N.L. and Puck from The Puck Show do play by play as they watch the COndors in a nail biter of a game

-Listen to N.L. interview Dirty Spanglish about being on Damaged TV

-Check out controversial discussion about referees and more!

-Hear N.L. talk to Condors president Matt Riley about Devin 'Patchboy' Rossiter's mohawk. Does Patchboy need antibiotics??

-Get in touch with N.L.'s attempt at play by play as Puck steals the show

-Join N.L. and Puck in the locker room with a bunch of naked hockey players after the end of the historic win...

THIS IS A SPECIAL ONE-HOUR PODCAST. BE PREPARED FOR A LENGTHY DOWNLOAD.

Images from game 7:




Puck from The Puck Show smashes the mascot drum...


The refs are notorious for making bad calls during the playoffs.










The Condors celebrate a historic win...




On our way to the locker room to congratulate the team




The team just after their congrats from coach Marty Raymond


Puck interviews team captain Sean Venedam for the Buck City Podcast


Veteran St. Jacques and Puck hug over a tremendous victory




Game winner Joel Irving shakes the hand of team president, Matt Riley


Puck and Joel Irving talk about his game winning goal

Top secret Bakersfield filmmaker meeting held in comic book store - By N.L. Belardes

I didn’t eat many of the French Fries I brought from Frosty King. To be honest, French Fries are the boon of mankind. We need to eradicate them. I brought a hamburger too, and notepad—just in case there were secret codes and notes to write down. I did eventually munch down the burger. But not until I sat and talked to a few mystery filmmakers about unity in the Bakersfield film scene. Oh yes, another B.I.F.F. (Bakersfield Independent Film Festival) is right around the corner. You didn’t know?

And we came to an understanding. In the Bakersfield Media Renaissance for the Arts, there also needs to be a film website. Oh we have theatreaddict.com for local theatre (and one other online theatre site that talks about all local theatre), we have Paperback Writer and BUMS for the local music scene, literary arts and more. Bakotopia represents large media but is a friend of the arts, and there are a lot of blogs from local folks. Now we need something for film…


This is the only photo I could sneak at this top secret meeting meant to promote filmmakers...

It’s all about this Southern Central Valley taking citizen media by storm in an artistic movement growing out of Bakersfield…

Oh, and if you’re a filmmaker, actor, video person, please get in touch as the website being developed needs your bio, your links, your film trailers...

Email questions, bios, etc. to nl@nlbelardes.com

Valley Writers Unite! in Buck City Episode 34 - By N.L. Belardes

Don't miss the most important episode yet of Buck City. Hear N.L. at the Great Valley Books Writers Conference as Central Valley arts are described as a flowering of arts likened to Paris in the 1930s...

THIS IS A SPECIAL ONE-HOUR PODCAST. BE PREPARED FOR A LENGTHY DOWNLOAD.


You can subscribe to the Buck City Podcast. Go to iTUNES and check it out... or plug in the feed to a player.

Or you can just download the MP3 of Episode #34: Valley Writers Unite!

Episode 34:

-Hear great Central Valley music from: 40 Watt Hype (Fresno), Nunez (Bakersfield), The Filthies (Bakersfield), Mexcal (LA), Buck Owens (Bakersfield), Mento Buru (Bakersfield), The Dalloways (Bakersfield-Fresno)

-Listen to N.L. interview documentary filmmaker, Satsuki Ina about her film about Japanese internment

-Check it out as painter Paul Buxman connects the idea of inspiration as an illusion. Just do it!!

-Hear the Filthies rally song, "Condorstown" that N.L. helped write to rally not just hockey fans, but ARTISTS!! "Skate fight, skate fight skate fight tonight!!" Fight for your renaissance!!

-Get in touch with hipsta talk from Skin Tax poet Tim Z. Hernandez as he discusses how to cultivate poetry awareness... Listen to musicians from LA get poets in the mood...

-Hear Okie writer Gerald Haslam slam not just Bakersfield, but all of Kern County as not being in touch with global issues. What's up with Haslam? Is he out of touch with Bakersfield society? Does he do all of his connecting with the Bakersfield consciousness via poor Okie remnants and license plates? Are his comments shocking? You make the call...

-Then listen in as Haslam talks about 'people writing about places they know' and if Buck Owens death meant anything to him, who is from the same small Bakersfield suburb.

-Get the scoop on the Great Valley Writers Books Conference from N.L. and Fresno non-native Karen Maj

-Hear a song from Bakersfield singer/guitarist Nunez who sings his grandfather's poetry from early UFW days...

-Listen to poet Tim Z. Hernandez read a poem from his 2004 book Skin Tax. Tune in as he also talks about preserving a legacy and creating a path for younger generations to have an identity...

-What does Hernandez think about machismo? Hear a juxtaposition with Hernandez and a machismo song from Bakersfield band Mento Buru as N.L. plays "Poonanny". Oh yeah... sing it: "She's got a big ol butt..." On the opposite side of Machismo in the feminine version, what song would the Smalltown Girls play??

-Listen in on Andy Jones as he talks about building a literary community and getting the press involved through strong vision...

-Hear another ditty from Matt "The Ska King" Munoz band, Mento Buru as N.L. interviews Franz Weinschenk of Valley Public Radio about Central Valley Asian-American stories. Read my test story, 'Pinay' and leave a comment...should it be expanded into a novel? (The Ska King also runs Bakotopia)

-Does the Central Valley have the potential to be like Paris in the 1930s? Hear N.L. talk to Heyday publisher Malcolm Margolin about California literature and Central Valley literature...

-Get in the Central Valley spirit with Bakersfield-Fresno band The Dalloways, whose lead man, Gary Enns is a creative writing instructor at Cerro Coso...

-In final, check out 'chicka flicka write-uh', Cindy Wathen talk shop with N.L. about Bakersfield-Fresno literary energy...

Dig it...! Fade out with the Dalloways... connect to the scene... arts, literature, theatre, music, film... it's all happening in Bakersfield... is there a renaissance where you are?

Once again, be patient for the download. This is a special one-hour podcast!

Smalltown Girls Episode 5: Kiss and Tell Special - By N.L. Belardes

Take three hot ladies from three Central Valley towns. Add a good dose of Hollywood gossip and just enough potty talk to keep ears listening. Now give the ladies a microphone to share. Think about what fun they will come up with...


Gossip to feed your mind...


Get the gossip from Bambie, chingpea, and Matildakay three SMALLTOWN GIRLS discussing everything you need to know about their celebrity obsessions. (Listen Now and Subscribe for your ipod or desktop receiver!)

Episode Five: Kiss and Tell Special

Bambie returns just in time to talk about Beckham and the TomKat placenta, "Sorry Cruise"

Hear the Smalltown Girls address some risque comments on nlbelardes.com

Get the girls take on "landing a man"

Find out the Smalltown Girls worst dates ever: dinner with the waiter, crying and puking...

Check out the Smalltown Girls latest celebrity obsessions

Does chingpea deny being a Brian McKnight celebrity stalker?

Hear another tribute to the dorktown.net "Or Game" as the girls taunt Mike Seay and Bells to come and play


And much, much more...

You can contact Smalltown Girls on myspace.com/stgirls1


*music sample for theme song from Bakersfield's Calico Sunset...

Buy an original N.L. painting - By N.L. Belardes

This painting titled "UR Here" is a metaphor that we are all in the palm of Mother Earth. Only a 15-minute painting, this work will be worth $500.00 within a year. Right now the bidding is at $30.00. All proceeds go toward cancer research and is a tax write off.



You must purchase this painting within 24 hours.

Bid here.

This painting was done without paint brushes or any other paint application tools.

Local artists donate body paintings for cancer awareness - By N.L. Belardes

As a fundraiser for The American Cancer Society's Relay for Life, KRAB Radio is helping out by promoting original body art pieces! All money goes right to the American Cancer Society to help fight the deadly disease. The pieces are all done using only body parts, no brushes just parts...

Please tell me, Desi did not do what I think he did...

Meathead, I'm thinking that was his dairy air. Rocky--her boobs.

As for me. I have a polite "UR Here" finger painting of my hand print on the world.

Yes, you had to paint using only your body parts. And it's all to help support cancer awareness. There's even a finger painting by chingpea from the Smalltown Girls (listed as MS). Thanks Kevin Lively for letting me be a part... I wish I could have seen Rocky do her boob painting though...

Click here to bid on finger paintings on ebay. Hurry! Only one day left of bidding!!! Mine is up to $7.50.

Good god! You better bid more than that!!! Buy my painting!

The Haslam-Belardes controversy unveiled in N.L.’s take on Heyday Books’ Great Valley Books Writers Conference - By N.L. Belardes

Merced, California is not the kind of Central Valley city you would expect the first Great Valley Books Writers Conference to be held. Oh yes, the downtown drag down Main Street does have its All-American quaintness: homeless folks pushing big baskets, artsy folks milling about, a movie theatre and playhouse, a friendly Starbucks with nearby green metal benches perfect for podcast interviews, and in a spurt of renaissance style growth, the city center enjoys the Multicultural Arts Center as the apparent hub giving such downtown rejuvenation reason to have a pulse.


Wandering the streets of Merced, CA.

No, this wasn’t Fresno, Stockton, or even Bakersfield—you know Hollywood’s Backyard where movies are filmed and America’s oil empire meets agricultural Mecca. Yes, Bakersfield was all but forgotten throughout the day except for the arrival of one particular rebellious fellow from the Southern San Joaquin and his blogger/writer/Noveltown friend. No I don’t mean Gerald Haslam, though his working class literature does have hints of rebelliousness as it is based on Okie descendents tucked away in Oildale, California: the rough-and-tough Bakersfield suburb from the lost days of Hoovervilles along the banks of the mighty Kern.

No, I’m talking about Matildakay and myself, the guy with the most controversial underground book in the valley; the guy bold enough to tell the local newspaper that writing for free is for the birds, that local entertainment writers should write on local entertainment or get fired. As a novelist with an underground website that breaks news stories before the local paper, getting called an ‘uncivil bully’ by one of the last private newspapers in the country was a great honor. Being recognized as the David in society has always been far more rewarding than having the label of Goliath taped to a Neanderthal forehead.





I popped out of bed ten minutes early at 4:20am just to make the trek northward across the Central Valley. ‘The War Days’ director and ‘Dude on the Ice’ were asleep but not for long as I made sure to flick on lights and pound doors. They have grandparents in Merced, so it made for a good opportunity for them to see family while I glimpsed the world of Central Valley writers as seen through the eyes of a reporting novelist. I also phoned Matildakay to wake her up so she wouldn’t miss out on meeting other writer folk.

Traveling through the Central Valley it was all about talk radio: the Barry Bonds drug issue being the overwhelming topic. I think someone should start a story in the tabloids how Bonds is so filled with steroids that now they’re pumping his byproducts into the baseballs themselves right before he smacks them outta the park. I can just see them now, flying into some faraway San Francisco lagoon. All the balls there along with a couple of drops of mercury are sure to sprout a Godzilla or two from such murky eco-steroid depths of strange organic/plastic material.

Downtown Merced was a quick exit off the 99. Before we knew it we parked just past ‘K’ Street and wandered into Starbucks. There we met Kenny Rogers—pre-Burt Reynolds plastic skin look-a-like phase—where my boys would spend the day deep in the heart of Merced culture with their grandparents: eating good food at grandma’s and then going to watch Scary Movie IV. Now that’s the Merced I always knew; where going to the park in the summer meant going to Merced’s Applegate Park for an afternoon watching a wolf try to survive the Central Valley heat without a crushed ice soda or freezing lime-flavored orchata, and then hearing stories about local football, softball games, tractor joyrides and great movie spoofs.



Just down the street, Matildakay and I wandered into Merced’s Multicultural Arts Center. We were bummed chingpea of Smalltown Girls couldn’t make the trip. She’s a big part of the growth of Noveltown; her public relations skills are as incredible an asset as her potty talk on the podcast. I wandered in and right away recognized event organizer Patricia Wakida and Gerald Haslam, writer and professor of California literature; he talked to Heyday Books’ publisher Malcolm Margolin.





I’m not sure if I was the youngest novelist in the house, but Malcolm’s beard looked at least three times as old as me. It’s long and grey and has a historic value to California literature all its own. I don’t think Malcolm will mind me joking. He’s a terribly funny guy with a big heart who was great to listen to in the few conversations I enjoyed with him throughout the day. We had a brief conversation just prior to the start of conference where he wondered if I had a run-in with Gerald Haslam. I started our conversation in as cryptic novelist fashion as possible, “Hi Mr. Margolin. I knew Don Ackland.” I had to get his attention, and I sure did. He spun around and looked at me as if I’d just described a ghost.


Malcolm and his ancient beard. Read more...

“I never knew if he was the most brilliant man I ever met, or the most looney. He mentioned you might have had a run-in with Haslam,” he said.

I never had a run-in with Haslam, that’s for sure.

I was never certain what kind of spin my old agent had put on me, and I never knew Haslam, only having met him once or twice. I had given Haslam a copy of The Citrus Girl, a novel I completed in 1998. He later claimed he couldn’t open the computer files, which I found strange as I had given him common rich text files (.rtf) that could be opened in any word processing program on either a MAC or a PC. I did my homework. Later I made interesting remarks to several friends that there were certain coincidental attributes between his novel, Straight White Male, and The Citrus Girl. No, I don’t believe there was plagiarism, even though I’m sure the files given to him were readable. There were some coincidences between the two books: faint likenesses of The Citrus Girl here and there... shadows of narrations, parallels in characters, etc., that I’m sure were simply because we both wrote about aspects of the same region in the Southern Central Valley. Haslam and I probably think a little alike: that any good novel out of Bakersfield needs to be regional, a tasty morsel of Central Valley literature in its descriptive nature.

In the end, readers will come up with their own conclusions as they study any parallels between Straight White Male and The Citrus Girl. They’re both worthy reads as Bakersfield literature, Central Valley literature, California literature...




Malcolm Margolin gives a wreath of achievement
to poet Lawson Fusao Inada, who bestowed it on Malcolm

As the keynote speaker, Malcolm gave the first introduction of the day. He welcomed painter Paul Buxman. Like writer David Mas Masumoto, Buxman is both farmer and artist. I find such a combination of arts and nature fascinating as I have explored such thoughts for my future, contemplating orchards and a pear cider brewery. Buxman himself is a fourth generation peach farmer. He came to the conference as a friend of Central Valley artists.

“You are the Mona Lisa,” Buxman said as he talked about Central Valley writers believing in themselves as worthy subjects for their literary and poetic visions.

“The world is hungry for your story. In fact, the world is dying to hear from you,” he said. I found his message uplifting, even though I was disappointed when he pointed out that he would never use the Internet in his lifetime. He’s just too busy for it.

Next up were poetry, fiction, and non-fiction workshops. Tim Z. Hernandez and Lawson Fusao Inada both were to give poetry talks. I normally focus on literature, so what the heck, why not dive into an expert understanding of today’s rhythms in poetry? Why not try to understand the word-space around one’s existence? Descriptiveness of such poetic understanding is there. You just have to learn to be aware of the space around you, right?







Matildakay and I decided to cover Hernandez’ workshop before moving on to the study of fiction. Definitely the hippest guy at the conference, Hernandez is a quiet man with a deep-rooted understanding of the arts, and an even deeper-seeded understanding of the world around him. Although he teaches, he’s also an artist who reaches into his surroundings as if penetrating with an aura of tentacles; gathering, harvesting thoughts, building on his knowledge by discussing and experimenting with his own frames of space and existence. He quickly got the group to understand the special relationships found within meditation, looking inward and outward, and feeling such images as a path to a sort of poetic breath on paper: a quick exhale of what the mind might breathe within just a few moments of relaxed clarity. Musicians from south central LA played on guitars as the gathering contemplated poems. Afterwards we recited poems. I had been walking around while others explored visions. I believe my wandering and photo-taking caused me to write a poem about moving: the morning trip to Merced blended with the energy and urge to write, caused by an inspirational moment.

Moving through the valley,
morning drive northward.
Stop to see downtown theatres.
Kids meeting grandpa with morning coffee;
Snapping a photo of the morning sun,
wander to the arts center
in a semi-circle of poets.
Hardwood floors;
music-driven tears
on a freeway of images.
Hernandez says, “Close your eyes,
write a poem of eye-images.”
Photos of hands cover faces
as guitars pull my consciousness to write.

After I read my poem, Hernandez mentioned journalists writing in similar fashion. I may be a citizen journalist, but only after being a novelist/poet/artist/photographer. I hope Hernandez comes to think of me as a novelist/artist first.

Next we went outside to explore our own ability to describe our surroundings, to explore ourselves within the context of object filled space, and to see space in its different forms and consistencies.






Examine the difference in how Hernandez is aware of the wall,
whereas the students just seem to allow it to hold themselves up.

I noticed Hernandez explored his surroundings in a much different way than the people attending the workshop. At times he stood with his eyes closed and felt around into the surrounding air, while students focused with their eyes instead of their full range of senses. After I watched him lean against a wall I said, “Are you exploring space with more than your eyes? Are you exploring awareness with tentacles from all your senses?”

He agreed.

I thought about the line of students with their backs to an explosion of color, a poem right behind them, cool against their backs. I thought about the students scattering, not like leaves, but actually drawn by each other’s energy as they explored passing traffic, a grey belly of clouds, dirt around a tree, a motorcycle helmet…





I saw space differently. I saw a teacher and students in a realm of space and objects within that space. I saw the exploration of minds among passing minds that didn’t understand nor cared about society ever listening to poets. I saw movement of the world in relation to observers. I saw space beyond lines: the curve of the earth hiding the space of a ball, the wall holding a building with empty rooms, the ground beneath a tree intertwined in a cube of dirt that earthworms passed freely through and that we couldn’t see unless we dug into that cube and changed its very shape. I watched an old woman across the street walk as if through molasses.



The art of space.

The hidden poems in the world within the complexity of individual awareness.

The creativity to be able to explore such awareness using senses that tap into the abstract in the world surrounding each of us.

The fiction workshop wasn’t abstract at all but a straightforward analytical taste of storytelling. The exercise I took part in was to break into groups and tell stories about a scar or birth. Our table chose scars. Everyone was to tell their story, and then individually we were to chose a story to try and tell exactly as we heard it.

Right.



My table lacked the ability to spin a good ‘scar’ story, Matildakay included. In such a group she clearly had the best story, but wouldn’t tell it out of embarrassment and her nature of hiding. I told it in the Chicano novel Thick White Crust. Oh she told a version about as dry as a loaf of ten-day-old bread. I even purposely told a boring scar story so hers would be the focus. Ay! But let me tell you her dramatic knee-shattering Hollywood tale complete with a Nicolas Cage obsessed flamboyant artist is a hilarious whopper of a scar story. She told a mousy version that had me thinking of big blocks of stinky cheese. Bored, and because I have already written Matildakay’s scar story, I took another woman’s tale of falling off a horse 20 years ago. I only half listened as I obtained just enough fodder for a brief slice of workshop fiction:

Carol flew off her horse in a slow moving moment that had her singing the second verse of “Bumpy Hillbilly Hayride” even before she hit the ground. In what had been a quiet ride, she chomped an apple, slogged a mouthful of whiskey and thought about an afternoon affair with last week’s poolboy, Antonio, only to feel the horse’s wide ass suddenly shoot her into the dusty Sonora air. Now, horses buck for varying reasons, but often because they’re spooked. Nevermind that a coyote just scampered past; forget the rattler heard in the distance of a rocky desert canyon. It was the illegal firework her brother set off and her inability to hold the reigns and think about sex while her horse made sudden startled kicks. The fall went like this: Terrence Rad Star kicked his hind legs like a scared jackrabbit. Carol, thinking about music and sex, slipped sideways and was eventually catapulted. Everyone knows you have to grab a horse with your legs. Carol didn’t. And the next thing she knew, she shot to the edge of a dry riverbed, her long blonde hair in an instant tangle as she hit where dirt meets sand. Twenty years later Carol still thinks about that fall; not because of the trauma—falling is part of horseback riding—but because two days later she did indeed sleep with Antonio.

While Lucy Corin described the exercise and analyzed a few stories written by folks in the workshop, Haslam was mostly quiet. He folded his arms, seemed distant though I know he was listening. He mentioned lunch in a few jokes. But there were a few uncomfortable moments of silence. The talk mostly focused on brevity, revisions and having an ear for the storytellers that surround us. Corin read through a few short pieces to illuminate her point.

Haslam did say at one moment, “Writing a novel is a painful experience.”

I couldn’t agree with him more. I’m sure birth is both painful and beautiful. Sorry ladies, writing a novel is the closest I can get to the real thing. Writing a book for me is tough as heck to get out, but the end result is beautiful whether others agree or not.

I have to say Corin seemed agitated at times during the fiction workshop, using a teaching tactic of ignoring comments from some of the students when the comments didn’t seem to apply. At one point Haslam seemed to pick up on her method of ignoring some of the attendees. When she was confronted with questions she didn’t want to answer, Haslam spoke up and answered, finally joining the conversation, and doing so elegantly.

Although the workshop had its interesting moments of Haslam saving Corin, I looked more forward to the day’s panel discussions that would speak in more of a Central Valley tone, with themes that would help me to further understand what it is I do from the southern end of the San Joaquin.



Right afterwards I interviewed Haslam for the Buck City podcast. I wondered if he even remembered me. Likely not. I told him we met at a library in Oildale. If he was never able to open old computer files then surely he wouldn’t remember me. The Citrus Girl for a Bakersfield tale is far more memorable than I ever could be… there’s nothing like it... No California literary tales that I know of from the Southern Central Valley that talk of wandering youth, Bakersfield rock music, agriculture and a Central Valley city in a romanticized counterculture tale… whereas Haslam’s literature describes the Okie suburbs, my stories enter the heart of the city (The Citrus Girl, Lords: Part One, Cubicles) and captures more of a diverse multi-cultural experience (Thick White Crust, Pinay) that illuminates the beautiful and dark beating heart of the Southern San Joaquin Valley.

Haslam and I spoke briefly of the death of Buck Owens, of the Crystal Palace Theatre. I asked if he ever met Buck. He said, “No, but I could have.” Such information tells me Kathryn Burke’s forthcoming Noveltown book, Act Naturally will be a valuable asset to country music and Okie history as it is based on oral interviews with now deceased Buck Owens and Bill Woods, as well as interviews with many others from the old Bakersfield Sound who are still living.

Throughout the day I did several interviews: Gerald Haslam (originally from Bakersfield), Tim Z. Hernandez (he recites a poem), documentary filmmaker and writer Satsuki Ina, Malcolm Margolin, Franz Weinschenk (Valley Public Radio), Karen Maj (Fresno Bookmobile), Matildakay, and Cindy Wathen. You’ll have to keep checking in on the Buck City Podcast for episode 34, ‘Valley Writers Unite!’ to hear great interviews with Central Valley literary writers and supporters.


Students read their original works at the conference.
I was impressed...!




CSU Fresno creative writer Jefferson Beavers talked to me about Fresno Famous

Franz Weinschenk of Valley Public Radio gave a stirring talk about the need for an Asian-American novel out of the Central Valley. Interesting since I just tested the waters recently with Pinay, a coming of age short story of ethnic dualism about a Chinese-Filipino girl growing up in Delano, California. The story had a good response from Asian-Americans who were all honored and glad to have a Central Valley Asian story told. I had recently written an article on ethnic dualism for a Chicano magazine out of Bakersfield, so following up with an Asian-American short story was timely. Of course Weinschenk spoke about Hmong controversies. But let’s face it. Central Valley Asians represent a hugely diverse ethnic population with pockets of people representing countries from all over the world: Koreans, Burmese, Hmongs, Sri Lankan, Indian, Filipino, Chinese, Japanese, and so on. Sacramento Bee journalist, Steve Magagnini followed up with a heartfelt talk about covering Hmong ethnic stories, representing a newspaper once known for terrible cross-cultural relations.





The panels were illuminating. Author Cindy Wathen of Yosemite Writers gave a much needed talk about building a literary community with one other panelist in particular I found intriguing: Andy Jones of Dr. Andy’s Poetry Hour on KDVS 90.3 FM at UC Davis. Between he and Cindy Wathen, they mentioned that building literary communities within Central Valley cities is integral to connecting valley literature within the large region that includes Sacramento in the north to Stockton, Merced, Fresno, and dare I say it? Bakersfield to the south.

The panelists ignored Bakersfield, but after representing the city, I believe a great new literary presence is beginning to grow out of the Southern Central Valley and will be noticed: a group that includes literary, theatre folk, musicians and filmmakers. Andy Jones mentioned that the Beat community’s success came out of the relationship built between music and literature. Well that’s nlbelardes.com isn’t it? The success of 'Paperback Writer' as a blog did not spawn out of anything other than a novelist within the music scene, writing about it, networking within it, and illuminating music, fine arts, theatre, and literature.

The renaissance in Central Valley literature just might be spawning out of the one city that made the trek up to cover the Great Valley Books Writers Conference. Why not? Already there are websites that have joined in the action. Bakotopia.com, theatreaddict.com (claims to be the nlbelardes.com of local theatre) and countless Bakersfield band sites (and band sites around the country and world) have cross-linked to nlbelardes.com to share in reading about goings on through a literary perspective in the small curve of the Southern San Joaquin. Last counted: about 200 crosslinks.



In final, famed poet Juan Felipe Herrera gave an interactive poem that stirred the audience and I went and had dinner with a gracious group of Central Valley and non-Central Valley people who all seemed for at least a day, to begin to grow a vision of valley literature that can begin to spawn a renaissance in literature from the south to the north and beyond…

It’s no coincidence the new Noveltown site was launched the same day as the conference.


The hands of author/farmer David Mas Masumoto holding his own great
work of art...

Valley writers congregate in Merced, California - By N.L. Belardes

Poet, Tim Z. Hernandez, author of Skin Tax, at the Multicultural Center in Merced, California teaching an exercise in how writers can become aware of their surroundings.

Full report and podcast coming soon…

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Download the latest version of Macromedia Flash to view the new Noveltown home page.

If you're too lazy to do that, then you can miss out on the cartoony homepage and enter the site here.

Sorry, we forgot to put a disclaimer for the homepage to download Flash...

The new Noveltown and Central Valley blog! - By N.L. Belardes

*Download the latest Flash Player to view Noveltown home page...


Noveltown has a new look!


Central Valley literature has just taken a major leap forward with a hip new site, cool new look and a determination to take today's publishing to a new level in print, e-books, music, and more. Take a look at the new Noveltown blog as well.

N.L. scares the bajeezus out of LA Rocker Jessie Deluxe with horror novel - By N.L. Belardes

I don't normally post emails I get regarding my book (Matildakay recently wrote my Lords of Bakersfield novel was a hot potato), but I think this letter from LA rocker Jessie Deluxe sums up what a lot of people have to say about Lords: Part One:


Rocker babe...


Yeah. She shreds. Get to know her.

I FINISHED YOUR BOOK!!!!!!!! I READ IT IN 3 DAYS WHICH IS A HUGE DEAL FOR ME!!! I LOVED IT!!! And I really mean that! It was so exciting for me to jump into your dark world , Sweet Sweets is a little scared after I read it to him but it was good for him to hear about all those things. I explained that that is why he is an indoor kitty..cuz those lords would snatch him in a second if they saw his pretty little face hahahha. It was very inspiring..I could see the movie! You should have the film made!!!! I can't wait to read all your other books* Your words made everything very vivid in my head. So......Ill have to interview you next time...got some questions bout your background hahah. Be a great band name...Lords or The Lords..any hoot..its way too late and Im hit'n the hay. Thank you so much for sharing your art with me! Talk to you soon
Jessie D

Attention filmmakers in Los Angeles, Bakersfield and beyond! Cinema of the Lords contest coming soon! - By N.L. Belardes

What? Another contest? This is a Noveltown contest for filmmakers located in Bakersfield, Fresno, Los Angeles, and beyond! Oh yes, there is a big prize too...

Short Film Contest rules coming soon. Stay tuned to nlbelardes.com and noveltown.net...

muahahaha... muahahahaha...

You're going to want to know what this is all about.

-n.l.

N.L. tries to define the Bakersfield literary and writer scene - By N.L. Belardes

Tomorrow I will be heading to Heyday Book’s 2006 Great Valley Books Writers Conference. I will be covering the event in a huge write-up in Paperback Writer and with exclusive interviews for the Buck City Podcast… I recently spoke with Fresno native, Patricia Wakida from Heyday Books about the conference. We spoke about how the Central Valley is a strange place for writers. If anything, the San Joaquin Valley consists of a disjointed, balkanized group of people from Sacramento, Stockton, Merced, Fresno, Bakersfield, and all the little valley towns in between. Really, Sacramento doesn’t even consider itself a part of the Central Valley, whereas towns like Merced, Fresno and Bakersfield tend to rib each other so much that there is little cohesion between any groups.

Bakersfield itself seems just as balkanized as the Central Valley. I’ll keep you posted on the development of a new writing group coming soon. From what I can gather, the Bakersfield literary/writing scene can be summed up as follows:

1. Journalists and reporters: Bakersfield Californian, Renegade Rip, The Blackboard, Roadrunner, Mas Magazine, Bakersfield Magazine and various other local magazines who collectively make up a diverse pool of local writers. Not sure if there are any novelists in the mix though I have heard that Robert Price has a manuscript about the Lords of Bakersfield.

2. Bloggers: range from journalists to Joe on the street.

3. The Writers of Kern: I will be speaking to the Writers of Kern on May 20th at a luncheon.

4. (Me) N.L. Belardes and a hodge-podge group of bloggers and writers, the slowly growing Noveltown empire and this Paperback Writer blog. New Noveltown website is coming soon that will really help change the face of local literary arts. The Baksersfield and Central Valley Book Blog is getting an overhaul as well as it will become the company blog for Noveltown, promoting not only Noveltown, but in an unprecedented move, all local writers.

5. Whoever it is that attends the creative writing classes at Bakersfield College and the few instructors who teach it: David Moton, B. Mooney, and N. Edwards. M. Brago used to teach the course at one time as well. I have no contact with them… yet.

6. Academics who publish books and journal articles. This is a large group of individuals who largely don’t know each other and would take a long time to discover just who at CSUB and Bakersfield College has published works. I have read probably 5-10 local academic works that have been of incredible quality and great contributions to their fields of study: Oliver Rink, J.A. Maynard, Forrest Wood, J. Stanley, Randal Beeman, Kathryn Burke... and some I just haven’t thought of…

7. Theatre writers: Oh yes, there are active folks constantly writing plays, one acts, and so on…

8. Local Filmmakers: a group of talented folks. Look for a website coming soon from this talented group in Hollywood’s Backyard. Noveltown is going to hold a cinema contest. That’s right around the corner.

9. Russo’s Poetry Group: More to come from the Russo's Poets. They just published their first collection of poems titled, On Any Given Wednesday. Oh yeah...!

10. Book Clubs: There are book clubs like the local Chicana Book Club who is bringing writer Ana Castillo to Bakersfield.

11. Literary Journals: Cerro Coso has one called Metomorphoses. I hear there is Orpheus and one other through CSUB.

If you know of more people in a Bakersfield literary scene, or of local writers. Let me know! nl@nlbelardes.com

Smalltown Girls Episode 4: The Return of Johnny - By N.L. Belardes

You thought they were gone? The Smalltown Girls didn't leave because you wanted them to stay. And then N.L. got a little busy with protests and the death of Buck Owens. My apologies to all the fans of the Smalltown Girls who had to wait for me to edit another episode.

The latest podcast out of the Southern San Joaquin Valley is just for girls. Or is it? Lots of guys have been eavesdropping on just what these gals have to say.


Gossip to feed your mind...


Get the gossip from Bambie, chingpea, and Matildakay three SMALLTOWN GIRLS discussing everything you need to know about their celebrity obsessions. (Listen Now and Subscribe for your ipod or desktop receiver!)

Episode Four: The Return of Johnny

Listen in as the Smalltown Girls talk about their ideal man

Bambie is missing in action. Is it because she likes the smell of henna? (personal joke)

Find out if chingpea wants her ideal man to wear a dirty leather jacket and if Matildakay's dreamboat goes High Fidelity

Check out the Smalltown take on Libertine as they bare all for Johnny

Guest on the show is N.L. with a poor take on chick flicks

Hear N.L. stumble over his words about Queen Kong

Does N.L. win the Dorktown Special as they all play the "Or" game? Find out!


And much, much more...

You can contact Smalltown Girls on myspace.com/stgirls1



*music sample for theme song from Bakersfield's Calico Sunset...

Bakersfield protest: The dance of Gonzalo Santos: Lo bailado y marchado no nos lo quita nadie! - By N.L. Belardes

I have been emailing Dr. Gonzalo Santos as I post my entries to the protests. He's a CSU Bakersfield sociology professor who speaks up for struggles of migrant farm workers. You will recognize him as one of the leaders of the recent anti-HR4437 protests. (Read more)

Gonzalo is a big supporter of nlbelardes.com and has a few corrections for my recent write-ups that gets to the truth about his spontaneous dance on the protest stage at Jastro Park....


Image provided by Dr. Gonzalo Santos. Unknown photographer.

Hola Nick,

Great series! Wonderful pictures, warm and intimately personal chronicle. Your idea to create a clearinghouse of links on the immigration issue for use by students and others is excellent - I'll certainly use it in my classes!

One detail, if I may correct you on something: the dancing with Nicole was preceded by my utterly spontaneous decision to dance on stage with Dolores, as the stage folks kept up the celebration of her birthday with a great ranchera melody after they played her Las Mañanitas. I thought: "why not?" and just pulled her to the front and started dancing. Then I thought after a while, "well, let's get Nicole in too, with her dad." So I took Dolores back, pulled Nicole out, and after a little dancing "passed" her to her dad - to everyone's pleasant surprise!

Photo included, if you want to insert it.

My wife sometimes accuses me of overplanning and not learning to be spontaneous enough. So you see, I'm working at it!

Recibe un afectuoso saludo,

Gonzalo Santos

The Jastro Park HR4437 Protests: Part Three - By N.L. Belardes

In the final stretch of the walk back to Jastro Park I saw kids waving flags and the line of marchers still keeping their form... though not for long.









Matt did another interview and I snapped a photo while a lone organizer said a few final words to the marchers over a bullhorn. As I headed into the park I passed by one Caucasian lady facing the protestors and waving an American flag, saying, “You did great! You did great!”



Once nearing the park, some protestors refused to walk the slow pace of the lead and ran towards the stage area. The line itself spread out wide into a huge tide of people that engulfed the park like a slow burning fire.







I ran ahead so I could take a few photos from the stage. This was the most surreal moment as I watched the human tide move toward the stage. The leaders once again on the stage, there was music that played a celebratory accordion-filled waltz. Gonzalo Santos then started dancing with Nicole Parra right in the front.



He changed partners so Pete Parra could dance with his daughter in one of the most interesting political yet joyous moves of the day. Was the dance orchestrated? I wasn’t sure. It seemed spontaneous as Gonzalo strikes me as an energetic man who knows how to adapt to the celebration of the moment with some good two-stepping.





The chanting continued, and the American flag continued to be held by the leaders of the march as they stood onstage and took in the entire sight. Dolores Huerta in a moment of stoic reflection seemed to ponder many years worth of such protests in a glimmer of chanting that saw many people waving flags and cheering.





I stood at the back of the stage and wondered about such a historic moment. Whichever side you support, you can’t deny the incredible movement of people who trudged through sunny streets to show the world that many immigrants do love America, that they do want to stay, but don’t want to be known as criminals in the very country they escaped to. Just then I met a photographer who had traveled a few hundred miles to the event. We spoke for a little while and he took a few photos of Matt and I as perhaps 20,000 or more people stood behind us. Clearly this march would have filled local Memorial Stadium. Later I spoke with a photographer over the phone who was astonished at the amount of people at the event. “The way the head of the snake looped around to the tail there was far more than 10,000 people,” he said.







Finally Dolores Huerta spoke to the crowd as well as some high school students who led student protests in the previous weeks. As the rally came to a close it looked as if many people would have stayed longer if there had been food in the crowd. But there wasn’t, and so many people hovered around ice cream carts and drank water and made their way out of the park.

A few days later I still think of the historic value of such an event and the impact of an issue that has the ability to stir and mobilize so many millions nationwide of multiple ethnicities. Leaving the park, Matt Munoz and I couldn’t help but to walk on tired legs. He did one final interview with another counter protester.



We headed past many people—still with smiles on their faces—as they got in cars and sipped from water bottles. Yes they were hungry, but they were also energized. What would they be talking about for the rest of the day and the weeks ahead? Already as I write this, there are victories in the senate regarding anti-HR4437 stances.

My best advice to anyone with an opinion for or against immigration is education. On both sides there are too many people who rely on their 6 o'clock news or CNN for their education. Immigration has been controversial since the early days of America with immigrants constantly being vilified. Catholics and Southern Europeans: unwanted immigrants in the late 1800s and early 1900s; Chinese men allowed to help build railroads, but not their women; Japanese people unwanted and eventually scapegoated and interned in camps in a war that saw German-Americans walking streets freely. And so on...

Educate yourself. I could lecture for four hours a day for more than a week on immigration and still barely scratch the surface on the topic.

Explore your libraries, especially university libraries

Explore the Internet.

Be creative with google searches and find links to scholaraly resources. A scholarly source on the Internet would be a web page that is from an accredited institution/university. If not, then that page lacks credability. Here are a few valuable scholarly immigration resources by just using "university immigration studies" as keywords in a search. Check out these links to programs at Southern Illinois, UC San Diego, Princeton, USC...

Center for comparative immigration studies.
Irish immigrant studies
Consortium for Latin immigration studies
Western European immigration studies
Princeton Program in Latin American Studies
Study the humanities at CSU Bakersfield where immigration touches many of the majors you can invest your time in...

Finally we made our way downtown to Sandrinis, broke bread and had some pasta with chingpea. The bread was moist and tasty and Matt and I ate as if we had been starved. We talked about the morning, laughed and thanked the maker for helping us team up throughout the day. We then reflected on how such a historic moment would not just shape the outcome of the rest of the day, but the rest of our lives.

Not long after, grey clouds moved in and it started to rain. What perfect timing.

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Support this website! Go purchase Lords: Part One today! - By N.L. Belardes

The Lords of Bakersfield: that creepy Bakersfield urban myth that scares the bajeezus out of your next door neighbor needs to be talked about again in the form of my book: Lords: Part One. Why not? It’s good California literature from the Central Valley. Matildakay mentioned Lords: Part One was a hot potato in her blog today.



You know the neighbor who keeps talking in whispers about the underbelly of Bakersfield—the one who tells you they know someone who knows someone who was raped by a creepy evil man back in the day, or that their friend was murdered and they think it was a “hush hush don’t talk” execution style crime. You don’t know what to believe. So you read the local papers and they say: “Oh yeah, the rumor mill might be true.” And so you discover old N.L. Belardes wrote his own pesky version of the Lords of Bakersfield in the late 1970s, an urban counterculture tale darker and far more revealing than a recent moronic comment on this website.

Every once in a while I get comments from people who are shocked that I plug my own art on my own website. My own website… Do these people think I get paid to go out in the scene, snap photos and then write all the blog entries that I do? Dumb! And even if I did get paid, this is my own website. This is nlbelardes.com, not, iwriteaboutyouandignoremyselfasanartist.com.

I revel in a good ‘self plug’ when I get comments like those because it reminds me it’s time once again to let my good readers in on a secret: I am a novelist who also enters the world and reports on Bakersfield music, literature, sports, politics, theatre, fine art, and so on… and that I wrote a book that has stirred up some folks with a part two on the way…

You can get Lords: Part One at Russo's Books, Borders Books or online at noveltown.net

Damaged TV episode to be filmed at Studio 99 tonight - By N.L. Belardes

If you haven't seen Damaged TV on your cable access channel yet, then you're missing out on some great local hilarity.


Desi, Meathead and Rocky
Sexy Halloween photo by N.L.Belardes

Meathead and Desi (with Rocky Nash) from KRAB Radio have put together a hilarious Saturday Night Live style show filled with skits, local music, and expecially wacky mayhem. They have already put in more than one season's worth and I've started writing some of their skits. In upcoming episodes you'll see "Desert Scalp", "The President's Big Speech", "Brokeback Bikers" and "Desperado Housewives".

Tonight, Meathead, who is not only a popular local DJ, but a film school graduate from Florida State University, will be filming the local music portion of Damaged TV, along with his usual style of wacky interviews.

Here's tonight's schedule:

STUDIO 99

April, 12 2006 at **Damage TV Event**
3004 Antonino Ave , Bakersfield, CA 93308
Cost: $5

Presented by Brighthouse in conjunction with 99 Ways Management featuring KRABland bands: Rocky Nash (7:00pm-7:40pm) MentoBuro (8:00pm-8:40pm) KROTCH(9:00pm-9:40pm) Dirty Spanglish (10:00pm-10:40pm)

*I'm especially proud since Dirty Spanglish is a bunch of 14-year-old kids who make pop punk you can dance too... (my kid's band-woo!). They have helped out a lot with the hockey CD as my kid is the CD poster kid...

The Jastro Park HR4437 Protests: Part Two - By N.L. Belardes

I stood on the back of the stage and looked out to a sea of people. Journalists, reporters, cameramen all crammed the edges to snap photos. I watched Dolores Huerta on her birthday clapping to the song “De Colores” and at Gonzalo Santos, beckoning to the gro