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MSIG 2000?

How the fuck did this stupid shit last this long? The one problem I have with MSIG now is that it's not getting me free drugs and booze like it used to. Remember those day's guys? Yeah, shooting crack and drinking heroin/Nighttrain cocktails! What the hell happened to Punk Rock since we started back in 1978? Ahh, the salad days...being interviewed for that Carbondale Nightlife thing and they couldn't use any of it because they were afraid of the TRUTH we spoke! Okay, it was a lot of crap, but if we want to talk about how Slayer (And the MISFITS!...ms) is a great band and how we like vodka and heroin. Back when Punk Rock was violent like it's supposed to be, not this pussy ass Green Day crap. Kids should be afraid of the pit like it was when I was thirteen. So you get a little bruised and bloody once in awhile, hey it gets rid of the fucking poseurs quicker, they'll be gone next year anyway, why not make them go away tonight? I remember back when I was thirteen and saw the Circle Jerks and LA's Wasted Youth (with the original line-up, not that "get out of my yard" crap) and I when I got to the show there were police helicopters already hovering over the show. I got hit in the face in the pit and was covered in blood, but I went back in, because it wasn't a phase for me, this was something more. After the show the riot police were ready but we got out of there before anything happened.

When we made that first issue of MSIG we plastered stickers of serial killers all over town, and all over people's homes as well. Whenever we went to parties I'd stick the stickers everywhere - in the cupboard, on the dishes, in food, not just the fucking door where people already had a bunch of stickers up. Then there were the times Mikey and I would wrestle around to make people think we were fighting and we'd end up going through walls and have to leave the party. Ahh, taking three hits of acid and picking up Mikey and Kelly with him complaining about my driving but not telling him I was on the acid because I know he can't drive a stick shift and we were still better off with me driving. Or drinking rum all day long, taking acid then drinking Nighttrain and falling down fucking my leg up. Those days are over, except I still fall down and get bruised up...I still drink a lot...I still like drugs...wait, what's changed with us? Nothing really.

So what does MSIG mean to me?

Mikey Snot Is Gay.

See you all in Hell,

Patrick 2000.