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Random Chaotic Mutterings vol. 1

Sunday, March 7th, 2010

I don’t have anything political to write about now so I’ll just post about what’s been going on in my life.

Last Thursday, March the 4th, Machina Infernus broke up, this time it’s for good.  At least, if guitarist and founding member Rich Kovacs decides to start it up again, I will not be a part of it.  I am disappointed in the way this was handled and it’s kind of knocked me off-kilter for the last few days, it preoccupies my thoughts and just bums me out.  I think it’s caused me to have a writer’s block, as I haven’t been posting much at all anywhere these last few days.

I’ve been irritated at WordPress because I can’t get my embedded YouTube videos to show up in my posts, I have to go to Michael and beg him, PLEASE, will you help me embed this video.  PLEEEEEEEEEEASE.  And he does it for me, but we can’t figure out why it’s not working when I try to do it myself.

Washington DC now has legal same-sex marriage.  The city council passed a bill and the mayor signed it, and Congress, who oversees the District’s laws, declined to review the law.  They had 30 session days to do so and, as is typical of Congress, didn’t make the deadline.  The response by residents has been largely positive.  Catholic Charities, however, is now finding ways to cut services.  They’re ending foster care outreach and spousal benefits for their employees.  How Christ-like.  Whatever, I’m just going to get pissed off again if I go down this road, maybe another day.

They say we’re in a recession, but people keep ordering take-out and going to the movies.  I saw Alice in Wonderland (in 3-D) the other day, and my advice to Tim Burton is to stop trying to make Tim Burton movies.  Other than that it was just okay, visually stunning but I am tired of Johnny Depp playing the same charatcer in every Burton flick.  The 3-D was just aight, dawg.  Felt like it was shoehorned in, whereas in Avatar, it was meant to be that way from the beginning.  Oh, and the takeout- 34 deliveries today in 9 hours, I was busy from the time I clocked in until the time I left.  Maybe this recession is completely media-driven because I don’t see people not spending money, just the opposite.

Why is Justin Bieber famous, and who wants to take bets on when he gets his first arrest, when he beats his first girl, and how long before they find him overdosed in a seedy hotel?  Well, we can hope, right?

Speaking of pop-culture garbage, if you haven’t seen the new version of We Are the World, you have to search it and watch this abomination.  It’s pure douche-chill theater, most notably Jamie Foxx impersonating Ray Charles and Kanye West’s line at the end, and the autotune… oh the autotune.

That’s all for me for now.  This week I’ll be back on politics.

~Matti Frost

Fuck your ideology.

Saturday, February 27th, 2010


Up the independents.  I am tired of people trying to put me into a box because they only see other people’s political views in relation to their own.  If I am disagreeing with a liberal, that must mean I am a right-wing nutcase.  If I am arguing with a conservative, then I am a bedwetting liberal moonbat.  Stop already, you people who do this are embarrassing yourselves.

Recently, I had an exchange with someone on one of the message boards I post on.  Someone complained that Republicans were abusing the filibuster and stonewalling Democrat-backed legislation in the Senate.  When I mentioned that the Democrats did the same thing to President Bush’s judicial nominees, I got a world of shit for it.  I was called an ‘apologist’ for the GOP, I was told that it was different since the Dems were filibustering nominees but the Republicans are just blocking everything.  I was even called a “traitor” to who I am, since the Republicans generally oppose same-sex marriage and the repeal of the Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell policy.  Oh man, did I get pissed.  Here’s what I said:

“Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what my political ideology should be based on who I have sex with? Because I like smoking a pole or two, that means I have to support EVERY liberal tax me out the ass, welfare state-loving, illegal immigrant harboring, enviro-nazi chump-stain socialist douche nozzle who runs for office?

Again, fuck you, pal. I agree with what the Democrats SAY about marriage equality and ending DADT, now let’s see them actually DELIVER on it. Maybe then I’ll be more willing to put up with all the other bullshit that spews out of the DNC. Until then, I will support whomever the fuck I want and if you don’t like it, tough shit.”

I was slightly miffed.

The truth is that I can’t stand either major political party.  I think they’re both full of incompetent and/or corrupt people out for their own gain and their own power.  I don’t think they care one bit about average people.  TS, who responds to many posts here, believes that conservatives are selfish and liberals are compassionate.  Are they?  Or is that what people been led to believe by those who are trying to pose as compassionate?  Who or what defines compassion anyway, or selfishness for that matter?  Doesn’t anyone ever think that maybe, just maybe, there isn’t that great of a divide between Republicans and Democrats when it comes to their votes and their actions?  Put away the rhetoric and look at what they DO.

Both tend to favor big business over the individual.

Both supported bailouts and giveaways to failing industries.

Both were complicit in the signing of the Patriot Act and in sending our troops to war in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Both parties used the filibuster as a cheap way to thwart the executive branch, and both parties even met to hammer out a compromise so they would be able to use the cloture process as a de-facto filibuster in the future.

Both support the massive confiscation and wasting of our tax dollars.

Both support, for the most part, the war on drugs.

Both supported NAFTA and all of the other so-called “free trade” agreements that only served to gut the American workforce and erode our national sovereignity.

Just because they pretend to be on polar opposites every election year doesn’t mean they really are.  They’re simply trying to get themselves elected, and the American public buys it, thinking that there are real differences at play.

As George Carlin was fond of saying,  “Bull-fucking-shit!”

Words of Wisdom:

Rest in peace, George.  A shame you didn’t live to see the final freak show.

Matti F.

Free libertarian punk CD for active military

Sunday, February 21st, 2010

FREE LIBERTARIAN PUNK CD FOR ACTIVE MILITARY

ANGRY PEASANT RECORDS will send CDs FREE to active military at US/ APO/FPO address. Will send to the first 70 who write us. (NO FAKERS. REMEMBER, STOLEN VALOR IS A CRIME AND WE WILL CHECK!)

Sending these free to our troops is our small way of saying THANK YOU!

email your name, rank and address to us and we’ll mail it out promptly!

YOU GET: TWO (yes, 2!) copies of the CD of feisty libertarian gun-nut punk rock/industrial music, CLING TO OUR GUNS by Right Arm of Wyoming. Check out the music at www.rightarmofwyoming.

Extra copy of the CD is to “spread the love”, makes a perfect gift for that leftie relative who needs some modern “school house rock” to educate them on the error of their ways!

STYLE: PUNK ROCK, HARDCORE PUNK ROCK, INDUSTRIAL ROCK, ROCK ‘N” ROLL

SONG LISTING:

1. GET OFF MY PROPERTY!
2. MY GUN KEEPS YOU HONEST
3. REDISTRIBUTION OF THEFT
4. GOVERNMENT IS A COLLECTIVE HALLUCINATION
5. GUN CONTROL GETS WOMEN RAPED
6. LIBERTY IN SHARDS
7. FREAKY LIBERAL MAMMAL SEX
8. FAKIN’ THE RACE CARD
9. SINGLE CRACKLING BLUE FLASH
10. WE ARE THE GOOD GUYS!
11. US Bill of Rights (read by Mrs. Dean)
12. LETTER TO A YOUNG ME (SPOKEN)
13. MY GUN KEEPS YOU HONEST – CLEAN VERSION FOR RADIO
REVIEWS:

—”Fox News – the band” – Bridge Nine punk forums

—”As refreshing as a gunshot to the head…” – children’s book author Eric B. Anderson

—”You rule! I listened to your CD. It’s AWESOME!” –Pat Kim (head honcho at ConservativePunk.com)

—”WOW, you do not pull any punches. Great! The movement needs music which will strike a cord with all different kinds of people. Thanks for all you are doing to preserve our freedoms, liberty and culture.”

– Patriotic singer Lloyd Marcus

—”I threw up watching this crap. Talk about trying to indoctrinate! Pure propaganda set to music.”

–Some Michael Moore fan, commenting about Right Arm of Wyoming on YouTube

CD is factory glass mastered (not burned at home), and packaged in nice cardboard sleeve with four-color printing.

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Heathen’s Lament

Thursday, February 11th, 2010

Last Sunday, I was working around 3 PM, delivering food, when a bolt of inspiration struck me.  I heard a melody in my head and I couldn’t get it out, but I knew if I didn’t do something I’d forget it eventually.  I’ve lost so many ideas that way.  So, I wrote down the first half of the first verse of what would become a new song in less than 24 hours’ time.

“And we march on through the frigid night,
In the shadow of our forefathers,
We brave the Winter’s might.”

I didn’t know if I would keep these at the time, or where the song would go from there, but it was enough so I remembered the melody.  When I got home at midnight, I picked up my acoustic and fired up the drum program, and out came this song.

Heathen’s Lament
by Matt Frost, February 2010

And we march on through the frigid night,
In the shadow of our forefathers,
We brave the Winter’s might
Soldiering across this barren lane
To where we’ll join out kin
And resist the invading warriors of
Christendom, who’re threatening
To destroy our very way of life

Lay siege to the cross
Don’t let them gain upon your ground
Fight to defend our clan
Cut every last one of them down-
Before they kill us all,
And put our women and children
To their swords and burning stakes
And raze our temples and destroy
Our lore, our tales of old
Traditions handed down for eons
From the bards, we were told
We must not let this be our fate
 

The next day, after mixing Not While I Draw Breath, Jay and I hammered out Heathen’s Lament in about six hours.  While lyrically, this sounds like a gung-ho fight song, it’s intended to be a reflection on the history of what happened centuries ago, how vigorously our pre-Christian ancestors fought, and yet could not stem the spread of Christianity.  At best, Christianity absorbed some of the heathen customs, holidays, and traditions, at worst, people were killed and the beliefs of our ancestors were stomped out.  This song is written from the perspective of those who are marching off to fight to preserve their traditions, their culture, and their gods, who saw Christianity as a threat to their way of life and were willing to do whatever they had to do to stop it.  Ultimately, they failed, and were either assimilated into Christendom, killed, or driven far from their ancestral homes and land.

Now that we live in a time of relative safety, we do battle mostly with words and images.  We don’t go at each other with swords and axes, or guns for that matter.  Instead, we mostly trade verbal slights and barbs.  Non-Christians are subject to proselytizing by fervent believers, but that’s nothing new.  We’ve learned to deal with that.  However, there may be a time when the strife will become physical- maybe not- but the question remains, will we allow history to repeat itself?  It probably won’t even be Christianity that threatens this time.  Christians in Europe don’t seem to be willing to stand up to Islamists anymore and there aren’t enough Heathens to fight this battle.  Even speaking out against Islam in Europe can be considered a hate crime, just ask Geert Wilders.  So, basically, the song is saying, keep your swords sharp, your wits about you, and be prepared for anything.  You never know when you may have to really fight for what you truly believe in.  I sincerely hope and wish for peace and understanding between Christians, Muslims, and those of us who don’t follow any of the Middle Eastern Abrahamic faiths, but I still don’t think we’ve quite reached that level of ecumenicism.

And of course, enjoy the song.  For all the layered meanings in the words, it’s a catchy number that’ll have you toe-tapping and singing along.

~Matti Frost

Radio Free Nestlandia podcast, episodes 29-37b

Thursday, February 11th, 2010

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Radio Free Nestlandia podcast, episodes 29-37b

THE VOICE OF A TWO-PERSON NATION IN WYOMING. Radio Free Nestlandia is a multi-subject talk show produced by an unusual married couple who comprise the two-person sovereign nation of Nestlandia, which is located in a normal neighborhood in Casper, Wyoming.

Author Michael W. Dean and his talented wife Debra Jean Dean stick a giant virtual antenna on their roof to entertain and delight the world with their spirited discussions of art, marriage, sex, politics, science, cats, shopping, guns, liberty, love, sex, bondage, travel and shoes, as well as opining on their love of the First and Second Amendments of the Constitution of the United States.

Includes bonus music episode, “Right Arm of Wyoming” CD 2, work in progress, all music, no vocals yet.

Also includes two episodes with the amazing and mysterious NUNZIO of Oklahoma.

All episodes high-quality recording, production and encoding, and properly tagged.

Strong words, angry music.

Monday, February 8th, 2010

The most life-changing moments for me have always come by accident, it seems.  When I was 15, I told a lie that ended up committing me to buying a drumset and started me on the path to becoming a musician.  When I was 30, another flap of my big fat mouth put me in the gym and it’s kept me there, more or less, for the last 7 years.  This bout of happenstance, however, was not my doing, at least, not directly, but it came about through my acquaintance with Michael W. Dean.

Michael and I met online at ConservativePunk.com, where our common love for music and passion of political discourse made us friends, at least online friends.  When he was writing the first Right Arm of Wyoming album, I offered to send him some drum loops I had created in a program I have.  Being a drummer for so long, I tend to try and make programmed drums sound as real as possible.  Alas, I had no way of uploading the files to him, as none of the upload sites worked, but all of this was discussed openly on ConPunk.

After the RAW CD Cling to Our Guns was released, Michael would post reviews and comments on ConPunk, both positive and negative.  One such post was a review posted on the Bridge Nine forums.  The post, titled Fox News- The Band, was a scathing criticism of RAW’s music and themes.  One user, however, seemed to have some inside knowledge, which could only have come from them being a lurker on ConPunk.  They claimed that I was the drummer for RAW and that I was a “homosexual right-wing Odinist”.  Sadly, the post has long since scrolled off the boards, but it did make me call out the person who posted such wrong information about me and RAW on the B9 boards.  I also became a poster there as well.

It was shortly thereafter that I saw a post about organizing a compilation CD titled Enough is Enough, to benefit Freedom to Marry, an organization dedicated to promoting marriage equality and fighting anti-gay ballot initiatives.  I contacted the organizer, Paul Blest, and offered a Frost Giant song, but none of the existing songs at the time fit topically except for Relic, which was just too long at 9 minutes to be included.  So, I decided to record fresh.  Initially, the plan was to do a 7 Seconds song called Regress No Way, which was arguably one of the first anti-homophobia songs out there, but the compilation started gaining ground, and soon, a lot of bigger names in punk & hardcore started signing on.  I knew then that as much as I love that band, I couldn’t go out there with a 7 Seconds cover.  I wanted to make my mark, so I decided to write a new song.  It took me a long time to get a song in my head, as I do not do too well when I am forced up against a deadline, but soon enough I had something to work with and I went to my drum program and my trusty Les Paul and wrote it out.  What came out of it was something I never imagined. 

The song Not While I Draw Breath is probably the most angriest, pissed off, intense and in-your-face Frost Giant song to date.  The lyrics deal with standing up to oppression and tyranny, of not caving in and backing down, and with being willing to hurt, suffer, and even die for the sake of your principles.  It speaks of defending yourself and not going out meekly without a fight.  On one hand, it could refer to the fight for marriage equality and is thus in line with the message of the compilation, but it’s written to be far more universal than that.  Complacency, apathy, and willful ignorance abound in music and in pop culture in general.  We are easily distracted by trivial things and made to focus on those as if they were important while we’re taken for a ride on the things that really matter.  I intend this song to be a wake-up call to anyone that will hear it, but I leave it to the listener to apply it to their own lives however they see fit.  I will not tell you what to think or what you should stand for, only that you should think, and that you should stand for something.

Not While I Draw Breath

by Matt Frost, January 2010.  All rights reserved.

Will you stand with me
Fight and die if need be
Hold against the hordes until
The last man falls
Will you sacrifice all
You have gained in life
Reject your comfort
For a greater end
Stand together
And never waver
Brave in the face of
Overwhelming odds
For our future,
And our freedom
We unite in
Liberty or death

The evil stirs from its sleep
And no one will be safe from its reach
For we shall fight to be free
And never will we bend our knee

Forever clawing
Fight like a demon
Taking it to
The very bitter end
Swords are drawing
Battle lines forming
Storm clouds are churning
Soon there will be war
The earth will be fed
With blood
And the skies will weep
Unto the dead
Never give up,
Never back down,
We unite in
Liberty or death

Tonight, we lay down our lives
In the path of those who would oppress
And enslave us to their god
And trod us under until we are no more

Not while I draw breath
Will I submit, will I accept
Not while I draw breath
Will I bow down, nor will I live
With empty regrets

Now feel the sting of a thousand swords
Vanquish the hordes drive them away
To the darkness from whence they came
Obliterate they are no more

Overrun them all
Take what is ours.
Crush the wretched enemy
Bring victory
To our hearth and home

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Check the song out on the Frost Giant myspace.  Let me know what you think.

~Matti F.

Why Wyoming libraries have my new libertarian self-help book

Friday, February 5th, 2010

So….some of the things I do, I do to make money. (Like the $30 School book series.) But some things I do just to get something good out there. Like my new band, RIGHT ARM OF WYOMING, or my libertarian self-help book:

The money projects pay for my living, and usually leave enough left over to make something great that I do not for money, but sell physical copies of (as well as giving away on BitTorrent), and usually make enough to break even.

I usually send out about 100 copies of everything for promo, to magazines, radio stations, blogs, etc. With my latest book, A User’s Manual for the Human Experience, I decided to send links to PDF copies for promo to save money, so I could send 100 paperback copies out to give to libraries.

I always liked libraries, and feel that having your book in a library is a nice thing…your book can be found by someone who would be unlikely to ever order it online or buy it in a book store. And I wrote this book to help people, not to make money.

So when the book came out in May of 2009, I sent out copies to 100 libraries all over America.

I just checked online, and interestingly, the only places it seems to be interested is Wyoming libraries. It’s not listed as being in any other libraries in America.

The fact that Wyoming libraries put it into their system is cool, it just proves more and more that we moved to the right place. This coming Thursday will be six months we’ve been here, and it feels more like home to both of us than anywhere we’ve ever lived.

Anyway, if you’re in Wyoming, here’s the libraries that have my book:

  1. Campbell Co. Public Library
  2. Carbon Co. Library System,
  3. Carbon Co. – Hanna Branch
  4. Carbon Co. – Medicine Bow Branch
  5. Carbon Co. – Saratoga Branch
  6. Crook Co. – Moorcroft Branch
  7. Fremont Co. – Lander Library
  8. Fremont Co. – Dubois Branch
  9. Sheridan College Griffith Mem Library
  10. Gillette College Library
  11. Lincoln Co. – Thayne Branch Library
  12. Casper College Library

– Michael W. Dean

Politics in the 4th Dimension

Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010

(RADIO FREE NESTLANDIA podcast – THE VOICE OF A TWO-PERSON LIBERTARIAN NATION IN WYOMING
(podcast episode 37)

Michael W. Dean and Nunzio do another double-ender podcast over the miles and formulate and explain the idea of 4th Dimensional Politics.

Our grandparents had the one-dimensional left/right continuum. The Libertarian Party invented the two-dimensional x/y axis (see: World’s smallest political quiz:

Debra Jean Dean invented three-dimensional politics (points on a sphere to represent going beyond the two-dimensional, and allowing for nuances in stands on various issues among people who live on the same point on the x/y libertarian chart).

But Nunzio and Michael Dean explain 4th Dimensional Politics, which is the Debra Jean Dean sphere moving through time as we evolve. Because as ex-liberal Michael says, “Once you stop being teachable, you start being old.”

Then they talk about abortion, politics, the president, idiots, guns, dope, Robert Anton Wilson, The Guns and Dope Party, and a whole bunch of other cool shit.

Then we hear the Right Arm of Wyoming song “We Are the Good Guys.”

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Blunt Force Trauma

Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010

RAGING anti-tyranny Texan band called Blunt Force Trauma. Drummer is Felix Griffin (former DRI drummer).

http://www.myspace.com/thebluntforcetrauma

They’re currently doing some shows with Agnostic Front and DRI.

The bass player Craig draws the GutterPolitix toons for ConPunk w/Rizzuto:

MWD

The Southern Poverty Law Center is racist, and they may even lie

Monday, February 1st, 2010

Excellent article called Hate And Slander For Profit

Excerpts:

I would like to point out that organizations like the SPLC stoke the fires of government officials and law enforcement that there is more of a threat than there truly is when it comes to militias. Some government agencies even ignorantly use the SPLC “Hate Groups List” and their bogus “reports” as legitimate. This causes law enforcement both at the local, state and federal level to overreact…..

…There is no mention in this report on the Black Muslim man who shot up a recruiting station killing one soldier and wounding another. There is no mention of the DC snipers, both who were black and influenced by information they had. No mention of the Black Panthers intimidating voters in Philadelphia in 2008. Those acts are no less tragic than the ones they do mention…..

…Potok automatically associates any American who identifies themselves as a “Patriot” as a potential terrorist militia member. Any information these self-declared patriots send out, whether it be forwarding an email about your disagreement with a piece of legislation or your outrage at some action by a member of congress, is propaganda in the SPLC’s eyes and not of a legitimate concern…..

…It’s also quite telling that Potok does not identify who the sources of the information and statements are from. He notes “authorities” and “says one”. According to section two of the report – which I address below – they didn’t want to be identified. How convenient. The real reason is that the SPLC is “cherry picking” who they listen to. They will quote only those whom they agree with and those who use their reports and information as in “Anonymous sources”……

…Keller states: “In the words of a February report from law enforcement officials in Missouri, a variety of factors have combined recently to create ‘a lush environment for militia activity.’”

The report he is referring to is the Missouri Information Analysis Center (MIAC) report entitled “The Modern Militia Movement” and it was later retracted by the MIAC. Yet that retraction hasn’t stopped Keller from citing it as fact.

The report caused outrage because it specifically targeted supporters of presidential candidates Ron Paul, Chuck Baldwin, and Bob Barr as “militia” influenced terrorists and to watch out for citizens with bumper stickers regarding the Constitution, Campaign for Liberty and Libertarian parties.

The most amazing thing is that even after the retraction by the MIAC, Keller’s portion of this current militia report reads almost verbatim what “The Modern Militia Movement” report said. The MIAC report cites the SPLC as the source for a good portion of the report….

…On page 5 of the report Keller tries to play a game. In this game he sites a report which had information supplied to it by the SPLC. In other words he is trying to trick you by using the law enforcement agency’s name, but it is really their info that they had supplied to that agency. They are referencing their own statements….

Here’s another good article about how idiotic and false the SPLC are.

Movies That Made Me Hate the Government (part one)

Sunday, January 31st, 2010

Just a fun post for today.  I’m going to visit my childhood and list a few movies that fostered my distrust of government and authority, with some brief reviews and comments.  Some will be well-known and obvious, but others might be a little more obscure. 

I saw this in theaters twice and I own it on VHS.  Sadly, I don’t think that it’s been released on DVD, and Blu-Ray?  Come on.  Yet, this movie, based loosely on the legend of the 1947 Roswell, New Mexico UFO crash, made a huge impression on me as a kid.  It fed my budding sense of outrage that our government would keep such a secret from the people, and that they would be willing to kill to keep the secret from getting out.  I haven’t watched it in years so I have no idea if it holds up.  Chances are it doesn’t, but if you can find it, it’s worth a viewing, especially if you were 10 to 13 years old in ‘83, it’ll bring back some memories.

I think I read this book too.  Loosely based on a true story, this 1984 movie stars Scott Schwartz (A Christmas Story, The Toy, and several adult feature films in the 1990’s) as a young entrepreneur who starts a successful fertilizer/pest control business only to have the government come in and shut them down.  As usual, the government ruins all the fun.  In recent years, life imitates art as school bake sales become banned and don’t you even think of having a lemonade stand, or the Board of Health will land on you like a ten ton hammer.

I was angry from the minute the cop confiscated Wren’s Quiet Riot tape.  I mean, yelling ‘No!’ at the screen.  I was pissed.  This movie, I have to give credit, it inoculated me against the bullshit that is organized religion, and for all the evangelical types like to bitch about Hollywood indoctrinating audiences against Christians, look, it wasn’t that far off the mark for what the evangelicals and Moral Majority members were actually doing.  There were towns where dancing was not allowed.  There was a big push to ban all kinds of popular music of the time.  The Dead Kennedys were put on trial for their music (it was never about the H.R. Giger insert, the authorities had a hard-on for that band since they started).  The infamous PMRC hearings followed a couple years after this movie.  After failing to get record labels to censor their rock music, the censorship movement shifted to rap and hip-hop in the 90’s because it was easier to scare lily-white Christians with gangsta rap than it was to scare them with Twisted Sister (who had since jumped the shark).  Looking back, the movie is a bit dated.  OK, it’s really dated.  Chris Penn is not only alive, he’s skinny.  And Bacon’s solo dance number/montage is hysterical, but the emotion of it still resonates with me, the influence that a majority of religious people can have in a small town to the point of outlawing dancing (or anything else) is something we see repeated on a bigger scale when majorities vote for state constitutional amendments that strip gay & lesbian couples of their right to marry, for example.

This goes without saying.  I mean, you have a kid who discovers an alien, a government that is spying on people trying to find said alien, and trying to capture the creature for their own designs.  It’s classic kid vs. government, I loved those movies back in the day.  Only watch the original, though, do NOT watch the altered and mutilated anniversary edition where the guns the government agents were pointing at the kids were replaced by hand-held radios.  When the feds bust in your door they will NOT be carrying walkie-talkies.  Plus, this movie got snubbed at the Oscars for Chariots of FireChariots of Fire was fucking terrible. 

This one was late 80’s, I was a little older.  Goes like this.  Government builds a cyborg prototype that for all outward appearances, is a teenage boy.  Government decides to scrap the program, and that means that the robot-boy will be killed.  A great tale that asks some good questions.  When is a life a life?  If a person creates a life artificially, through inventing a sentient, self-aware android, does that android then assume individual liberty by virtue of his own free will, or is he a disposable slave to his creator?  It was a well-made movie and a good story as well, but it definitely made me think.

So…  this is your homework assignment.  If you haven’t seen these movies, you must watch them.  See if they affect you the same way they affected me.  And ask yourself, what modern movies out there portray government as the villain against the protagonist who wants to be free these days?   Is there any film in the last 10 years or so where you feel incensed and angry with authority that steamrolls the individual, or do movies seem to be pushing the glory of the collective?

Let me know.

~Matti Frost

$170 recording studio

Wednesday, January 27th, 2010

I’ve got thousands of dollars worth of recording gear. If you want to spend that much, and get the best sound you can, here’s a list of what I use.

If you’re on an extreme budget, here’s some really cheap stuff you can get away with to record on your computer.

All-in-one kit – $169 for all this:

Samson C01UCW Studio Condenser USB Microphone
Cakewalk Software
Mike Stand BL3
Microphone Pop Filter
SP01 Shock Mount
10 ft. USB 2.0 Extension


–Carpet remnants to nail up on walls: free (pulled out of dumpster behind carpet store)

If you have a room you can sacrifice, it would be good to nail up carpet remnants on the wall for the place you do your recording. An echoy room will make a shitty recording. You can always add reverb in your editing program, but you can’t take it away.

I did this to a room in our old house:

In our new house, I only did that in a small closet, because I’m only recording voice and guitar in there…not drums. I record bass direct into a tube preamp, and use drum loops.

It’s a lot less work to sound-condition a closet than a whole room:

If you’re recording live drums, There are lots of ways, partially depending on how many mics you have.

1 mic: hang it overhead.

2 mics: one overhead, one on the bass drum. Or two overhead, crossing each other in direction.

3 mics: one on bass drum, two overhead, crossing each other in direction.

4 mics: one on bass drum, one between the snare and high hat, two overhead, crossing each other in direction.

5 or more mics: one on each drum and cymbal, two overhead, crossing each other in direction.

If you’re recording live with other instruments in the room, you should try to get some isolation, with gobos.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gobo_%28recording%29

You can make gobos pretty easily.

By crossing the overhead mics, I mean this:

If you wanna go old school (non-computer, non-digital), you could pick up a cassette 4-track Portastudio on eBay cheap. (Maybe 100 bucks?) That might be a good choice for if you’re not very computer literate.

Here’s a page with MP3 links:
http://www.hitsofacid.com/SexKissCage/sex_kiss_cage.html
to the demo Bomb made that got us signed to Warner Brothers. Was recorded on a portastudio with an outboard compressor, two Sure sm58 microphones (about 80 bucks each…they’re the mics usually used for the vocal mics in clubs).

One of our guitar players engineered it, and I think it sounds pretty good for no-budget.

You could skip the outboard compressor if you were REALLY careful with all the levels.

We recorded the guitars, bass and drums live to two tracks with two SM58s hung from the ceiling, about ten feet apart, in the practice space. Then we overdubbed my vocals to one track, then added more guitars (both at the same time) to the last track.

You’d still want to hang up blankets or nail up carpet. A good dead-sounding room is important.

Happy recording!

–Michael W. Dean

Punk Rock California Liberal buys a Gun, changes his registration to Libertarian and Moves to Wyoming

Wednesday, January 20th, 2010

(reprint from Libertarian Republican blog.)

BUY A GUN, LOSE ALL YOUR FRIENDS. (A true story of Republitarian redemption.)
Copyright 2009, Michael W. Dean

I’m a peace lovin’ guy. I’d never hurt anyone who did not try to hurt me.

Though I used to vote Democrat. But couldn’t really tell you why. I hated authority and I hated big government. I guess I just wasn’t paying attention. I was one of those folks who thought that following the issues was too much work. So I voted by clipping out the little voting guide from the leftie City Paper.

That’s how, many years ago, I ended up voting for Feinstein and Pelosi. (Don’t tell my friends at the NRA, the GOA and the JPFO. I’m now a card-carryin’ member of all three.)

A couple years ago I was awake late one night in my home in Los Angeles when someone outside tried to pry open our bedroom window. The guy wasn’t very badass. Unarmed, I chased him away just by going outside and confronting him.

But we were shaken. The next day I told my wife, Debra Jean, “Baby, we’re buying a shotgun.” She was very against it. She said, “Buying a gun is admitting that the world is a horrible place.” I said, “Baby, sometimes the world is a horrible place, and I love you, and we’re buying a gun.”

And being the one California Democrat with his balls intact, I bought a shotgun anyway, even though my wife hated the idea.

Turns out, we both really liked guns, and we loved our dates to the range. We soon added his ‘n’ hers 9mm pistols and a couple .22 rifles to our collection. Debra Jean became a good shot in weeks. Took me a little longer.

All of our friends were lefties, and most of them were concerned about the “new us.” But they still kept talking to us, and we even took one of them to the range. Once.

I started reading up on California and Federal gun laws. I’ve never been arrested and intended to keep it that way. Debra Jean (a paralegal) and I decided that the laws seemed designed not to protect people from violence, but rather they were structured to make honest folks into criminals.

Our new view of nanny-state gun laws made us look at California (and the USA) in a whole new way. And that made us both start paying attention to government and politics.

We became Republitarians almost overnight.

I got there from “punk rock anarchist” on one end and apolitical Democrat on the other. I loved the process, but it kinda hurt. Debra Jean didn’t have as far to go…..Turns out she was registered Republican. Which if I’d known years earlier, I probably wouldn’t have married her. But it never actually came up, which shows you how much attention I paid to politics, and shows you how much she loved me to marry me even though I’d made it clear I was “a compassionate liberal, not one of those stuffy old selfish Republicans like my dad.”

My wife really liked my political “spiritual transformation.” (Her dad, by the way, had given her Heinlein books to read as a child, and he’d stumped door to door for Goldwater.)

Debra Jean and I got itchy. Being around leftists suddenly gave us hives. So it was clear what we had to do: GET OUT OF CALIFORNIA AND MOVE TO WYOMING.

Our leftist friends got really worried. The “hipper” ones said, “OK, I guess I can “get” having a shotgun for protection, if you must. But I really don’t feel comfortable coming to a house with handguns in it, and…WAIT….YOU DON’T HAVE THEM WITH YOU NOW, in MY house, do you?!!…”

Or, “Who is this ‘Bob Barr’ person you say you’re voting for? Libertarian? What’s a ‘libertarian’?” And “Obama is so cool and hip and…Wait, WHAT? YOU’RE SELLING YOUR HOUSE AND MOVING TO WYOMING? And you wanna buy a BATTLE RIFLE? What the hell is a BATTLE RIFLE?!”

Let me just say this: our outgoing Christmas card list was a lot shorter this year. And I doubt we’ll get any cards from California, but if we do, the card will not likely have the word “Christmas” on it. And it will probably be colored green and say “Reduce! Reuse! Rejoice!”

I will promptly take that “Seasonal Holiday Greeting Card” at its word and toss it in the recycling bin. (See? We did import ONE of our hippie ways from California. But we would never in a billion years try to force our new friends and neighbors to do the same, out of respect for their liberty. And we love that our new friends and neighbors are far less “in other people’s business” than most everyone we met in California. Which is partly because our new friends and neighbors are nicer people, and partly because most of them own and carry guns, too. “An armed society is a polite society.”)

We’ve lived in Wyoming for almost six months and WE LOVE IT. The air is clean, the people are sweet and we can open carry a pistol, or have our loaded battle rifle on the car seat next to us. Talk about “breathing in the sweet air of liberty”!

Carrying a gun could literally get you killed by SWAT in California. Here, people just say, “Oh, my husband has that one! Is that the .357 or the .38 special?” or “Nice rifle! Getting in practice for antelope season?”

We feel like we left California and moved to AMERICA.

Our few remaining California leftie friends who still talked to us followed this ongoing transformation in words and pictures on my blog. One by one they STOPPED BEING OUR FRIENDS. Their comments ranged from a good friend of eight years saying “Michael, I love you, but I’m really worried about you” to a good friend of 23 years (a guy I was in a band with) saying, “Michael…..Once someone gets talked into these right-wing ideas very rarely can they be talked back…..This new-found cocky way of life is very wrong, very immoral and very dangerous. I’m older than you so consider my opinion, if you still can…I doubt you will. This makes me very sad. Good luck, dumb fuck.”

Another “friend” actually talked about organizing an intervention and driving out here to “save us.” Didn’t happen though. I guess it’s easier to take the bottle out of a passed-out drunk’s hand than it is to take guns away from people who are more awake and alive than they’ve ever been.

Even strangers chimed in. Typical of the many slams I received was a fan of my older books and music who said “I can’t believe how quickly you went from being a hip, artistic guy to being a fat WalMart redneck Red Lobster-eating NRA asshole.”

The comments from strangers made me laugh, in a dropped-jaw kind of way. The comments from the actual friends hurt. But I remembered what my dear sweet mother would have said: “If they say things like that sweetie, they’re not really your friends.” And my dad told me, “Better to find out now than further down the road.”

I do not cling to my “victimhood” and you’ll never catch me at a support group or on Oprah bitching about this, (nor would she likely have me). All in all it has really just reinforced my resolve to reject idiocy in all its forms.

I just cannot wrap my head around the fact that so many people, including ones I thought were “cool”, cannot wrap THEIR heads around the fact that “social justice” is always accomplished by muggery and thuggery. And they get freaked out if I say “Guns aren’t bad, guns are good….And guns make it harder to be a victim of muggery and thuggery.”

I now have a lot more to talk about with my dad and my father-in-law. I no longer think they’re “square”, and I really love yakking with them now. They “get it.” They get liberty.

Those other folks can just stay in California, me and my wife will be in AMERICA. If you need us, we’re probably on a date to the rifle range. After that we’ll be at Red Lobster, then WalMart.

Michael W. Dean sings in the “feisty libertarian punk rock band” RIGHT ARM OF WYOMING LibertarianPunk.com

His blog is Stink Fight

He writes books and makes documentary films for a living, they are listed here: oreillynet.com

The lost tracks by THE BEEF PEOPLE (free MP3s!)

Tuesday, January 19th, 2010

Nothing political here, just some nice punk rock I did back in th’ 80s.

The Lost Beef People tracks. Recorded in 1985 at Inner Ear Studio, engineered by Don Zientara. I played guitar on this. (I’m the blond hippie punk on the right):

(Beef People singer Brian Childers passed away in 2008.)

We recorded and mixed about 15 tracks in probably 8 hours. Some were released as the 1985 EP “Music for Men” (Catch Trout Records.) These remaining seven tracks were finally released last year by UK label Damaged Records” on vinyl, limited edition of 500, only went out as inserts in an issue of Artcore zine.

The vinyl EPs have all long sold out, so I can post MP3s now:

Pavlov’s Dog:
http://michaeldeanvoice.com/BeefPeople-Pavlov’sDog.mp3

Move It:
http://michaeldeanvoice.com/BeefPeople-MoveIt.mp3

Fetus in Formaldehyde:
http://michaeldeanvoice.com/BeefPeop…rmaldehyde.mp3

Lots:
http://michaeldeanvoice.com/BeefPeople-Lots.mp3

Living in a Gas Chamber:
http://michaeldeanvoice.com/BeefPeop…gasChamber.mp3

Industrial Jelly:
http://www.michaeldeanvoice.com/Beef…trialJelly.mp3

First airplay (WTJU) and some nice old-school hardcore show radio banter:
http://michaeldeanvoice.com/BeefPeople-onWTJU.mp3

–Michael W. Dean

Death threats to me on YouTube

Saturday, January 16th, 2010

Got a nice one today:

suboptimal wrote

This is probably the stupidest video I’ve seen on youtube. You’re a moran!

I replied “The stupidest? THAT would be quite an honor!”

suboptimal wrote

OMFG I know you’re not being sarcastic to me. I don’t know who you think you are or where you’re from but around here we don’t tolerate bullshit like that. If this were on the streets where I’m from, you’d get a cap in your ass, son!

I used to be a nigga on the street tryin’ to kick a beat and now I’ve got a great job as a manager, despite rednecks like yo self trying to keep me down.

We need hate crime laws, but no one needs a god damn bumpkin band putting out anti Obama music.

Peace out.

It was a response to this video:

I don’t know where the guy lives, but I’ll bet he’s posting from his mother’s paneled rec room.

Michael W. Dean

Guns ‘n’ punks ‘n’ the NRA

Saturday, January 16th, 2010

I started a thread about guns on the MySpace punk rock forum. Got some interesting replies (many of them full of jackassery, a few coherent). Forum thread and replies are here. My user name on MySpace is “Right Arm of Wyoming.”

The original post that I wrote to start the thread is below.

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So I’ve been on here for about a week, and noticed several anti-gun anti-NRA comments, even in posts that are not about guns or the NRA. Even the one guy who says he owns guns made it clear he’s not “one of those NRA folks.”

I’ve been into punk rock since 1982, and used to hate a lot of things without being able to tell you why. I saw Dead Kennedys and MDC at the Rock Against Reagan in 1984 and cheered along with everyone there hating Reagan, but couldn’t tell you why if you asked me, other than “Reagan is a Republican and Republicans are selfish and evil.”

I had similar thoughts about guns. I hated guns, and used to think that the world would be a better place if they were all outlawed.

I now own guns, and carry a gun with me whenever I leave the house. I have my reasons, which I’ll explain if you like.

I’ll say this: one of the reasons I have guns is to protect my home and loved ones from looters in a breakdown situation like Haiti’s earthquake or Hurricane Katrina. I would NOT want to have to wait for the government to protect me while roving gangs go door to door using violence to take what they want. And anyone who says “it can’t happen here” does not understand history.

I’m also a member of the NRA. I’m amazed at how many people are cool with gun ownership, but think you’re nuts if you’re a member of the NRA. I don’t like the idea that I have to be a member of a lobbyist organization, because I don’t like the idea of lobbyist organizations. But the thing is, guns would basically be illegal in America without the work of the NRA. So I begrudgingly send them 35 bucks a year, and in that sense, I “support” them. But I am by far not “your typical NRA member”, and not what most people think of when they think of the NRA.

(I’m also a member of the Jews for the Preservation of Firearm Ownership, a gun-rights organization that I like much more than the NRA.)

I’d like to hear your thoughts on guns, and the NRA. I will also logically refute anything I take as non-logical. People tend to get emotional on this subject, and yell, and judge people as a group, rather than as individuals, and that is not using logic. It’s using hate and fear.

(Also, when you respond, please let me know if you’re in a country where guns are illegal, and if not, have you ever shot one, and do you own any?)

Thank you!

Michael W. Dean

What’s wrong with a band being popular?

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010


I was over on the MySpace punk rock forums, arguing with liberals, and some gal said “I hate Green Day. They’ve sold out. They’re so corporate. Every kid in America likes them now.”

I replied:

I think that Green Day are outstanding. Anyone who can write a great song has my vote, no matter if it’s punk rock, country or jazz.

I also love Rancid. The “Out Come the Wolves” album mainly….it’s got like 20 great songs on it. Most bands don’t write TWO great songs in their whole career.

I also worked with the engineer who did that album, he said the guys in the band are truly like brothers, and deeply care about each other. I was really happy to hear that for some reason.

Other than those two bands, I don’t pay much attention to much newish punk rock. What I have heard of recent punk and hardcore mostly sucks…..doesn’t have much spark or depth. And has little or no melody. Just a lot of testosterone and loud guitars…Bloodless….facile….All look and no ass.

Most of my favorite music either came out in the early 80s on Dischord Records or Alternative Tentacles, or is some demo pressed in a limited edition of 100, recorded on cassette in a garage somewhere like Akron…or a cave in Belarus.

What’s wrong with a band being popular? Does that make them suck? Or do you think they’ve changed somehow musically to accommodate/promote their popularity.

“Know Your Enemy” is a fantastic song. As good, or better, than anything ever written by Minor Threat, Dead Kennedys, Naked Raygun, The Clash or the Ramones. Or whatever unknown band is “hot” this week.

I don’t listen to the radio or watch MTV, so I don’t really have a sense of over-saturation. I’m not sick of them. Are you sick of them? Is that what you don’t like about them being popular?

Or is it that you liked them when they were indie, and felt like you had some “ownership” of them, that they were you’re little secret, and that got tainted or taken away by the mere fact of lots of kids in malls being into them.

When you like a band, don’t you wish them well? Don’t you want them to make enough money to not have to sleep on floors, to be able to not live in a shitbag apartment, to keep making music without breaking up because they’re starving?

Or are they only “pure” when they’re starving?

I’m trying to understand why a band being popular = bad in your mind (and a lot of people’s minds.)

Also, on a semi-related note: I always laugh at the irony of punk rockers (popular or unknown) who write songs complaining about how evil corporations are, and play them on guitars made by huge corporations, record on gear made by huge corporations, press CDs, a technology developed by huge corporations, spam the world via MySpace (owned by FOX, a huge corporation), and get in vans made by huge corporations and drive around to clubs singing their anti-corporate protest songs.

Michael W. Dean

Free feisty libertarian punk rock MP3s for our readers

Friday, January 8th, 2010

So….for the time being, our readers may download the RIGHT ARM OF WYOMING CD free!

DOWNLOAD is HERE, right click to save.

You can still buy the CD for only 12 bucks, and once the initial pressing of 1000 is gone (fairly soon), I’m probably not repressing. I’m on to making the second CD now, and I don’t like to “paint the same picture twice.”

WHY ARE YOU GIVING THIS AWAY?

I make enough to get by on my day job, writing tech books and how-to stuff. Even though this music is better than most stuff done by people who “define themselves as being in a band”, that’s not me. At least not anymore. I have no plans to tour or get signed, I’ve been there and done that. Touring the gin mills of the world, playing for beer and gas money, and waking up next to hot crazy women whose name I can’t remember….well, that’s no longer in my plans. I’ve done the hell out of it, and lived to tell the tale, and that’s enough.

This music exists to pass on a message. Giving away downloads isn’t taking any food off the table, and I’ve also found that people who download don’t usually buy things. So I’ll still sell as many CDs. Maybe more, given my past experiences doing things like this.

WHAT’S IN THE DOWNLOAD?

It’s a 101-meg zip file of all the MP3s of the new album. Also included is the lyric sheet and cover art. It takes about 90 seconds to download on DSL. The MP3s are high-quality encodes (192k / 44,100 k, 16-bit joint stereo MP3s, properly tagged). Download, unzip, and you can drag them right into your iPod, iPhone, or whatever chromed-robot-turd folks are carrying this week, and they’ll light up your day.

WHAT SHOULD WE DO?

Tell two friends. Blog. Twitter, Facebook, or whatever you kids are doing these days. Get this shit out there.

Also available on BitTorrent, if you prefer (please seed if you do that.)

Michael W. Dean

From Angry Peasant Records. Angry Peasant Records is a division of the Nestlandia Institute Libertarian Think Tank

SONG LISTING:

1. GET OFF MY PROPERTY!
2. MY GUN KEEPS YOU HONEST
3. REDISTRIBUTION OF THEFT
4. GOVERNMENT IS A COLLECTIVE HALLUCINATION
5. GUN CONTROL GETS WOMEN RAPED
6. LIBERTY IN SHARDS
7. FREAKY LIBERAL MAMMAL SEX
8. FAKIN’ THE RACE CARD
9. SINGLE CRACKLING BLUE FLASH
10. WE ARE THE GOOD GUYS!
11. US Bill of Rights (read by Mrs. Dean)
12. LETTER TO A YOUNG ME (SPOKEN)
13. MY GUN KEEPS YOU HONEST – CLEAN VERSION FOR RADIO

Carrying Your Own Weight

Thursday, January 7th, 2010

I'm such a sexy beast.

When I work out, I almost reach a state of Zen.  I am thinking about the exercises I am doing, but also about a hundred other things that fly through my mind simultaneously.  Most often, though, I think of the discipline that weightlifting requires, and how the weight will accept no excuses and give you no ‘A’ for effort.  You will either lift the weight or not.  The bar is not going to help lift itself because you, the lifter, did not put in the training and work necessary to build the strength to lift it. 

I admit, in my younger days, I was no fan of athletics or organized team sports.  They have a way of separating you out really quick as a kid.  If you show no natural prowess as an athlete, no attempt is really made to try and spark that interest.  I can remember my parents trying to push me into sports for a while because they felt that it would be good for character development.  First it was soccer, and this is a sport I loathe to this day.  While I can respect the athleticism it takes to play soccer, I was simply uninterested in it.  Yet my parents kept me on that team for a whole agonizing season.  We won only one out of twelve games and I consider it a complete waste of my time.

The next sport my parents tried to get me into was baseball.  I tried out for a little league team and would have probably made it, as I was good with a bat, but something else came along that I fell in love with- karate.  I was maybe 10 years old and I was a natural.  I became a quick study and advanced several belts in that first year.  Consider that I was this small, weakish kid who was mercilessly picked on by bullies, especially jocks who thought I brought down their “team” in gym class, and you can understand why I took to martial arts so quickly.  Unfortunately for me, I sabotaged that by misusing my skills.   An older boy in my neighborhood was standing on my porch telling my parents that I had shot him with a pea shooter, and my response was to deliver a flying side kick right to his ribs that knocked him clean off the porch and into the courtyard.  After that, no more karate lessons, but now that I remember that incident, I can recall the expression on Roger Gray’s face as he looked up at me from the sidewalk.  I haven’t seen such a surprised look since.

After that, sports and athletics took a back seat for a long time.  I wanted to wrestle in high school, but I was disappointed when I showed up at the first practice and saw that there was no ring.  I’m not even joking about that.  I was a huge WWF fan in the late 80’s and I thought I’d be putting the figure four on some fool from across the river in no time.  When I was 27 I actually went to a wrestling school where they teach you to bump and fall properly, call spots, and execute horrific looking moves without crippling each other too much, but after two days, my body hurt in spots I didn’t even know existed.

I didn’t start lifting weights until I was 30 years old.  I actually met an ex-WWF wrestler named Jim the Messenger (that was his stage name, but everyone just called him Big Jim).  I delivered a pizza to this mountain of a man, who stood 6′ 5″ tall and was a solid 330 pounds.  As usual, my big fucking mouth got me into a situation I couldn’t back out of.  I asked him if he still lifted, and he said ‘yes’.  I then made an empty boast about how I “used” to lift and I want to get back into it, but, you know-

“Cool!  Meet me here Monday at 8 AM, I’ll take you to the gym.”

Oh no.  Oh, no no no.  I had just gone and done it.  I mean, I had written that check with my mouth that my body was about to cash in a very painful way.  I could have backed out, or done a no-show, but something in me just said, just do it and see if you like it.  May not be all that bad.  So, on a chilly March morning, I started something that I haven’t really stopped doing since.  There was a point in that first workout where I could have quit.  Halfway in, I made a dash for the bathroom and prompty threw my breakfast up into the toilet.  I sat on that cold floor with the smell and sting of stomach acid in my nostrils and tendrils of vomit streaking down my chin, and I thought to myself, I could walk away now.   I could say I tried, and I didn’t like it.  And then, something in me just completely snapped.

Yeah, the other side said, you could quit, like you’ve been doing your whole life.  Running away from any challenge you couldn’t easily overcome.  You can get by on your smarts and your size but you will never have any real sense of accomplishment because you never stick out the difficult battles.  So you’re going to just pack it in like a coward, or are you going to go back out there and finish your fucking workout?

He- I mean, I- was right.  I do tend to take the path of least resistance.  I do tend to lack discipline.  So, I picked myself up, washed myself off, and went back out.  Big Jim asked me if I wanted to stop, and I said, no, let’s finish.  And so we did, and for almost a year we trained together three times a week.  I lost 55 pounds of fat and fell in love with strength training.  I went on to compete in amateur strongman contests and train alongside pro strongmen and hardcore powerlifters.  I became a certified personal trainer.  I then crossed over into Olympic-style weightlifting which is the discipline which I focus mostly on today.  And so, the circle is complete, and you’re asking me:

What the FUCK does this have to do with being Libertarian, punk, or both?

It comes down to pulling your own weight in this world, whether it’s on a platform in the gym, or in real life.  It’s about achievement and pride, about being able to respect the person in the mirror.  It’s about self-reliance and discipline, doing what you have to do even if you don’t like it because the reward at the end is worth it.  You can’t get these feelings if you’re mooching off of someone else, living on the alms of others or on the money confiscated by the government from people who do contribute, who do pull their own weight and then some.  If you’re not striving for something, then you’re not really living.  As far as punk goes, I think it’s time that punx and jocks knocked off the enmity, there’s a lot we can learn from each other, and being a little bit of both, I should know.

~Matt Frost

Some nice insulting of our blog

Sunday, January 3rd, 2010

From http://www.bornbackwards.com/news/2004.html

It’s on their 2004 news page, but apparently they updated it without updating the date. Interesting for such a “progressive” web rag. For the record, our domain was not registered before, it wasn’t registered until August 09, and didn’t become this blog until last week.

First you had the liberal-minded Punkvoter.com, then there was the ludicrously idiotic Conservativepunk.com but now things are getting out of hand. I present to you … Libertarianpunk.com. That’s right, punk rockers that believe the US Government should be trimmed down to only the original powers granted in the Constitution. You don’t want THE MAN over-legislating your life so you can’t even go out and buy spiked belts without running into some form of damnable government regulation! Of course we all know when Johnny Rotten was singing about Anarchy he was actually critiquing things like the War on Drugs which interfered with his ability to live his life as a free man in a community of like-minded but independent and autonomous individuals who are free to make their own choices and direct man toward the greater good in totally laissez-faire society. What’s next, Green Party Punks? … oh wait …

“I’m not crazy! You’re the one who’s crazy!” – almost END-OF-THE-DECADE FIRESIDE CHAT FROM MWD

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

By Michael W. Dean

As we smash headlong into yet another decade, the fifth I’ve participated in during my 45 spins around this big blue ball, I reflect on the past and look toward the future. And the main thought that strikes me is ‘WHAT THE FUCK?????”

I really long for the days when I didn’t have to think about politics all the time. When I talked with friends about movies, music, art, dreams, life, love. Now most of what I think about is “THOSE LIBERALS ARE FUCKING CRAZY! THEY’RE KILLING EVERYTHING THAT’S GOOD!”

The ironic thing is, they love to call us (conservatives and libertarians) crazy. And selfish. Crazy for not wanting to regulate everything. Selfish for not wanting to be robbed at gunpoint for leftist “social justice” programs.

And it really is robbery at gunpoint. If you refuse to pay taxes, police will come to your house. If you refuse to come out, they’ll come in, point guns at your head, and take you to jail. All taxation, beyond the bare minimum outlined in the Constitution is theft. The government has no resources, and has to take my money to give you anything. And they do everything far less efficiently than the private sector.

I am a reasonable, peaceful man. And I’m happy to live in America, which really is, to quote patriot Boston T. Party, “the sickest patient in the cancer ward.” And he said that a long time ago, America has gotten a lot more sick recently.

And to quote Dead Kennnedy’s singer and head rabble rouser Jello Biafra,

I’m thankful I live in a place
Where I can say the things I do
Without being taken out and shot
So I’m on guard against the goons
Trying to take my rights away
We’ve got to rise above the need for cops and laws

(I love these lyrics, but I find it ironic that the guy who penned them believed in the “Hope and Change” of Obama, the “BIGGER bigger problem we’ve got now“, and is disappointed that Obama’s not the Second Coming of Christ.)

I don’t want to be taken out and shot. I shouldn’t be, I don’t break any laws, but I think that the folks in “power” now may start changing the laws. And I think Obama, Holder, Pelosi et al. may just be the “kinder, gentler” Lenins that paves way for a Stalin in a few years, if we’re not careful.

Execution of 56 Polish civilians in Bochnia during the German occupation of Poland; December 18, 1939

How do I deal with wanting to scream “THESE LIBERALS ARE CRAZY, AND THEY’RE STEALING FROM ME!”? Well…I live my life. I love sweetly on my wife. I talk to her, and listen to her. She’s the smartest person I know. I hug my cats. I say the Serenity Prayer.

God, grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
The courage to change the things that I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference.

I work on political activism, gleefully writing feisty blog posts in the middle of the night, with a gun on my desk and a much bigger gun a few feet away.

I also try to educate younger people, being the “hip old grandpa Simpson of punk rock” and a few of them do listen to me…sometimes. I also work with various groups…some concerned with trying to get people to vote, some who don’t think voting works. But both have agendas similar to mine: liberty.

Then I wonder if maybe being an activist isn’t trying to “change the things I can’t.” But then I realize that when they drag us all off to the camps, or more likely, when America is turned into a horrible politically correct anti-utopia resembling Brave New World (or more likely, Demolition Man), I’ll want to at least be able to say to myself “Well, I tried.”

I thing about the fact that 6% of all people are sociopathic, about 12% will inherently follow sociopaths, and probably 20% are narcissists. That’s not quite a majority, but it’s close enough to make it hell for those of us who are decent in a Constitutional Republic that’s been dulled down to a “democracy” where “51% of the people can tyrannize 49%.” And right now, a room full of people in Congress are ramming shit down our throat that according to a recent non-biased Rasmussen pole, 55% of the country is against.

Yet THEY (liberals, leftists, socialist Americans, statists and the uneducated children who are allowed to vote because “everyone’s voice needs to be heard“) (Thank you, Ted Kennedy, you fat, dead, commie homicidal fuck) call US (conservatives, libertarians, tea party people and Republicans) “CRAZY.” “Crazy” is the most common five-letter four-letter word I’ve heard in the past year.

And it doesn’t even have to be verified. I don’t remember a sanity panel convening on my behalf. It’s one of those non-logic leftist tricks. You turn a person into a “thing” so you can dismiss them easier. “Crazy tea bagger.” It really is like calling someone a “racist” or a “drunken Irishman.” Calling someone “crazy” is just turning a person into a thing. And things are easier to throw away than people.

I think about the idea that “All Democracies fail between 200 and 300 years, because people who don’t want to work vote in people who will let them.” I look at my new calender and see that we’re entering year 234 in that range. Before I give up and say “Oh well, we’ve had a good run….” I want to complain a little more. I have to complain a little more. Besides, I can still say what I want without being taken out and shot, and the way things are going, I may find a time in my life when I can’t say the things I want without being taken out and shot….SO..

WHAT’S SO CRAZY ABOUT US?

Seriously…I want any smart liberal, leftist (Berube, I’m looking at you), socialist American, or statist reading this to please comment and tell me how ANYTHING IS CRAZY on the following list of common agendas and ideals of conservatives, libertarians, tea partiers and Republicans. Tell me in logical and uncertain terms, WHAT’S CRAZY ABOUT THIS? (I don’t really need to hear from the uneducated children who think their voice should count. Because if you can’t find my state on a map, can’t find Iraq on a map, cannot tell me how many US senators there are, and what the Electoral College is, let alone what Austrian Economics is, I really don’t think your voice should count.)

SO…..Tell me…WHAT’S SO CRAZY ABOUT

  • Wanting “representatives” who listen to us, instead of dismissing us as crazy?
  • Wanting to control what we do in our homes?
  • Wanting to choose what we eat and what we listen to, without being nannied into compliance?
  • Not wanting to be taxed to death?
  • Not wanting to pay for crack babies and abortions if you don’t smoke crack and don’t like abortions?
  • Not apologizing for America at every turn?
  • Thinking the people who make our laws should not be above the law?
  • Thinking less laws is better than more laws?
  • Being able to do 8th grade math and knowing 10th grade history to realize that you can’t fix a recession by printing more money?
  • Wanting the private corporation (that pretends to be a government agency) that prints your money to be audited?
  • Wanting a President who calls bankers “fat cats” to quit appointing the fattest, greediest bankers in the world to his cabinet?
  • Wanting our President to call terrorists what they are: terrorists?
  • Not liking a President who wants to take away everyone’s money and rewrite the Constitution?
  • Saying that disliking a tyrant doesn’t make you racist?
  • Being upset about bribes being taken to ram something horrible down our throats?
  • Questioning boldly?
  • Wanting to keep our guns?
  • Complaining that the guy in charge of taxes didn’t pay his taxes?
  • Thinking corporations should be allowed to fail?
  • Thinking that “redistribution of wealth” and “social justice” are criminal?
  • Wanting to educate our own children, instead of letting the government indoctrinate and brainwash them?
  • Not destroy our economy because popular pseudo-science says that “the sky is falling!”?
  • Not being in favor of letting unlimited immigration choke our limited resources?

  • Not being racist just because you’re not in favor of letting unlimited immigration choke our limited resources?
  • Not voting for smiling charismatic evil fools with shadowy agendas and one-word “I’ll fill in the details later” platforms?
  • I’ll think of more later.

The government will NOT fix everything. The government has a long history of fucking up and bankrupting most everything it touches. (All governments do.) I love America, but I fear my government. As we usher in the new decade, remember what Ronald Reagan said, “The nine most terrifying words in the English language are ‘I’m from the government and I’m here to help’.”

We may be reaching a tipping point in a divided America, but many Americans today are pussies.

The Whiskey Rebellion in 1791 was fought over taxes imposed to pay for the Revolutionary War, taxes which were higher than the taxes that war was fought over. And between manipulated inflation and Congress after Congress who consider their position (on both sides of the aisle) an excuse to loot via tax & pork, taxes have gone up over 1000% since then. But we’re just complainin‘, man.

But also, like I said, I’m a fairly peaceful guy….we are fairly peaceful people. But you can only back a sweet cat into a corner far enough before tasting some teeth and claws on your ankle. But that’s a different post for another day…..

Churchill said, “If you’re not a liberal at twenty you have no heart, if you’re not a conservative at forty you have no brain”. This explains why, without action, we may be doomed. Children, hippies, leftists (and many “anarchist” punk rockers who are actually socialists) all have a lot in common…including thinking that “wealth is a crime”, “everything should be free, man”, “the government will fix everything“,”the rich should support the poor” and that some nanny-parent group of old men in suits and ties needs to protect us from ourselves at every turn.

“May you live in interesting times.”

–Chinese curse

As we slam into the new decade, I try to be hopeful. I even look at all this in geological time, to try to put it into perspective. If you represent the time from the creation of the earth to now as a 24-hour clock, humans appeared three minutes ago. I doubt we’ve even got five more minutes left. We, all humans, are but chalk on the sidewalk, waiting for the rain.

My life and my thoughts feel important to me, but my words will likely not be disseminating via radio from an orbiting pod-bot 10,000 years hence. In the last decade I’ve reached more humans than most, but it’s unlikely any of the million-and-a-half dollars retail in paperback books with my name on them that have been sold since 1990 will be around in 100 years. My websites will likely go dark a few years after I’m rounded up and shot. I believe in God, but not with the certainty of some Christians so I don’t have the “What can they do, send me home?” non-fear of death. (I actually kind of envy that in people. Even though I don’t have it.)

I try to be hopeful. I polish my writing skills, polish my rifle skills, I exercise my First and Second Amendment rights daily. I clutch my wonderful wife, hug my cats, and I try to speak out.

I try not to watch too much TV, just enough to stay informed without drowning in worry.

I (begrudgingly) pay all my taxes, and don’t even jaywalk. But they’ll might still try to drag me off and shoot me at some point.

I will not go gently.

But I do feel hopeful, and I am grateful for all I have. My life is damn wonderful…and I should have been dead by age 30. In fact, I planned that. I wanted to be famous and dead by 30.

But somehow by the grace of something bigger than myself, I’ve got something much better: slightly infamous…but more importantly, I am loved and healthy and happy at 45. It certainly beats dead and famous at 30.

So let this decade come, me and my wife; and my cats and my blog and my rifle are ready for whatever it brings.

Michael W. Dean,
Casper, Wyoming,
5:29 A.M., December 31, 2009

The Will of the People Be Damned

Wednesday, December 30th, 2009

If I hear one more person talk about how the United States is a democracy I am going to break their teeth out with a ball-peen hammer.  I doubt these people even know what, exactly, a democracy is.  I can’t remember the last time I’ve heard this nation referred to as a “Constitutional Republic” by anyone in our major media or even by the President of the United States, who is apparently a Constitutional scholar.  Republicans, don’t gloat, George W. Bush was also using the word out of context as well.

We hear this term, this catch phrase, “the will of the people”, bandied about every time someone wants to, oh, I don’t know, take away the right of gay & lesbian couples to marry.  Notice how they never have ballot initiatives to stop state governments from spending themselves into monstrous debt?  California could have used their ballot process in 2008 to do something about the fact that they’re flat broke.  They could have worked to rein in out-of-control spending.  Instead, the process was abused by out of state interests, most notably the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (the Mormons) and the Knights of Columbus (a Catholic organization), who funneled millions of dollars into a campaign designed to rescind the rights of a small segment of Californians for no good reason.

Excellent job.

Meanwhile your state’s debt is ballooning out of control and your RINO Governor Schwarzenegger is busy doing albums with Tim Lambesis.  Well, not really, but he certainly isn’t putting an end to reckless spending and out of control taxation.  At least Austrian Death Machine is listenable, while watching Aah-nold himself stumble through an excuse-laden speech is not. 

This ballot process was repeated this year in Maine, where the state legislature passed a same-sex marriage law and Governor Baldacci signed it into law, but again, outside interests moved in, set up, and abused the “people’s veto” power that exists in Maine to further their own ends. I grew up in New England.  People in Maine tend to keep to themselves and don’t want to bother anyone, but they do get scared, and when the National Organization for Marriage rolls in and starts telling Mainers that “teh gheys” are coming for their kids, it’s no surprise that enough people fell for it to wipe out the law.  It wasn’t a huge margin, but all it takes is 51%.  Arkansas also outlawed adoption and child fostering by gays & lesbians in 2008 via ballot initiative in a roundabout way- only people with a state-issued marriage license can adopt, isn’t it convenient that same-sex couples cannot obtain them in Arkansas?  As a result, 29 families are entangled in a lawsuit because a majority of voters in that state decided that their religious beliefs were more important than the rights of those of the families in question.

It’s time we began to question just how these initiatives can be used.  Ballot initiatives were never intended to be used against the rights of fellow citizens, and yet this process has been used time and again, especially regarding the issue of same-sex marriage or other issues invlving LGBT rights.

In 1978, the Briggs Initiative was placed on the ballot.  This measure would have mandated that the state fire all gay and lesbian public school teachers and was vague enough to possibly include any teacher who supported LGBT rights.  Beauty queen, singer,  and orange juice pitchwoman Anita Bryant’s campaign of removing civil rights protections for gays & lesbians spurred on this effort.  It’s a good thing Carrie Prejean is such damaged goods, because history could have been repeated.  Fortunately, the Briggs initiative failed by a 58% majority, but the question still remains- why is this process allowed to be used as a weapon against other citizens?  It’s been 30 years and we’re still having to go to a ballot box to try and defend our rights, and our track record isn’t good because the majority, though shrinking, is still a majority.

Don’t these people have anything better to do than go around putting individual rights on the chopping block, and making sure that they demonize and lie in order to scare people into voting the way they want?  I don’t give a damn if you don’t like gay & lesbian couples or homosexuality as a whole, but they’re not depriving anyone else of life, liberty, or property by force or fraud, and their marriages don’t affect anyone else’s.  These initiatives, however, do constitute an act of aggression against same-sex couples and gay & lesbian individuals, who must subsidize the state-sponsored institution of marriage while being disallowed to avail themselves of it.  Some would say that the libertarian answer is to get the government out of marriage licensing, but given how entrenched it is now, that’s an unrealistic goal, and one that could be seen by these “pro-family” types as an attack against them.  This will only serve to galvanize social conservatives and theocrats.  For now, the answer is to challenge this ‘will of the people’ garbage and let it be known that individual rights are not up for a vote.  If it’s the right to choose who you enter into a contract with today, will it be the right of which church you attend tomorrow, or what you may not own in order to defend yourself, like some cities whose mob rule has outlawed handguns?

Tyranny by a majority is just as despicable as tyranny by a single person.  We are a nation founded not on mob rule, but on respect for individual liberty.  When we take the rights of our citizens and hold them up to a vote, we cheapen the principles this country was founded upon.  After all, the government is supposed to protect individual rights, not take them away at the behest of angry mobs without a compelling interest.  If we allow these ballot initiatives to stand, then we have established a precedent that rights are only as permanent as the majority allows them to be, and that thought does not make me comfortable at all.

~Matt Frost

Regarding Creative Commons, and socialist ideas of copyright

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

Someone asked me about me giving away my torrent of my CD:

Do you have a copyright or copyleft on your albums? copyleft being http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Creative_Commons which allows varying rights..my main point is that i don’t think you can allow torrents under a copyright…..

I don’t even know why I brought this up. I guess I just wanted to show off my knowledge of creative commons.

Well, your knowledge of Creative Commons and copyright is quite wrong. This is untrue: “i don’t think you can allow torrents under a copyright…..”

To be fair, a lot of people do not understand Creative Commons and copyright (and patents and trademarks, and often confuse all four.) If you own the copyright on something (which I do on this music), you can do whatever the heck you want to do with it. You can give it away, sell it, or both.

I’ve studied the fuck out of this, and actually came up with something quite like Creative Commons before Creative Commons existed:

http://www.stinkfight.com/2007/11/11/how-i-invented-creative-commons/

With my DIY or DIE: How to Survive as an Independent Artist film, I released it in October 2002 (six weeks before CC was announced), with the instructions that “it’s illegal to make commercial copies, but anyone may make ten copies and give them to friends.” I wanted it to catch on like Creative Commons eventually did, but I did not have the backing of the law community, and a state University (Stanford) like CC’s creator, Lawrence Lessig, Esq. did.

But I did get a lot of press for doing it, and it actually sold more copies, not less, than if I’d used the limitations of a traditional copyright: http://www.stinkfight.com/2009/01/25/how-to-give-away-your-project-and-make-money/.

The DIY or DIE DVD was the first instance of a commercial media product being released under copyright but giving users express permission to make non-commercial copies. The DVD was also released with no copy protection, and no region encoding.

Later, I put it all on YouTube, and it was the first instance of a commercially available DVD being given away in its entirety by the film’s creator. I also gave it away on BitTorrent. I thought it was the first instance of a commercially available DVD being given away in its entirety by the film’s creator, but realized Jason Scott did the same thing with his BBS documentary a few months earlier. Though he allowed someone else to put it on BitTorrent, I put it on BitTorrent myself.

By the way, something many people do not know about Creative Commons: it is not a replacement for copyright. It works within standard copyright, but lifts some of the restrictions on a copyright, but is still built on top of copyright.

And the term “copyleft” has no legal meaning (unlike Creative Commons, which is strictly defined). Many consider CC and GNU licenses to be “copyleft”, but some people just use a backwards copyright symbol, call it “copyleft”, and that actually has no defined legal parameters. A “copyleft” symbol (which kind of looks like it’s derived from an anarchy symbol) basically says “I don’t know what I’m doing and I don’t give a fuck what happens to this work.” In fact, people often put a copyleft symbol on work they did not make and do not own, and upload pirated versions of it. It’s a socialist symbol that more or less means “Copyright is theft, property is theft, and I’m taking your shit because I want to.”

Regarding Creative Commons: I think it’s a good idea, but I think it’s gone too far. Many people have a socialist idea that copyright is “stealing”, and many places will not even look at your work if it’s not released Creative Commons, under a license that permits remixing.

I work hard to make my work exactly as it is, and do not usually WANT remixing. I don’t want some armchair “DJ” with a copy of Sony Acid making something unlistenable out of my stuff. (But if a band wanted to cover one of my songs, and asked me, I’d probably let them, but that’s different.)

For instance: I’ve had a few things blogged by BoingBoing.net, which is an honor and leads to a lot of downloads (but usually no sales). I’ve approached them later to blog other things, and they said they’d only do it if I changed the license to Creative Commons, attribution and share-alike license 3.0 (Cc-by-sa) license, which allows remixing.

Furthermore, a lot of people are so socialist that they hate copyright. When I was showing DIY or DIE in Europe, at punk rock squats, almost every night during the Q&A I’d have some guy on the dole who eats out of a dumpster raise his hand and in broken English tell me that I am a hypocrite for having a copyright notice at the end of my film.

I’d explain that while I”m open to having people make free copies of the film, the copyright notice would help me go after anyone who makes 5000 copies and sells them, or uses footage from the film without permission in a beer commercial.

They usually still didn’t “get” it.

I like the idea of Creative Commons. But I hate the socialist idea that you should have to do it, and a lot of socialist leftists who have never produced anything worthwhile, and only want to take other people’s media, think you should.

MWD

Guns- More Punk Than Guitars

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

Okay, before I get people coming out of the wood-work here telling me I’m nuts, hear me out. All you older punks, hearken back to your adolescence and your youthful rebellions. What were you probably doing? Going to shows and playing in a punk rock band I’m guessing. That was your rebellion, screaming about freedom and smashing the State over the wailing, dissonant chords coming from that thing strapped around your shoulders. Well, where your rebellion ends, mine begins: with me, screaming over the blasting sound of that thing strapped around my shoulders, “From my cold, dead hands, motherfucker!!!”

Our rebellions are really one and the same. Yours is the child of the 1st Amendment, and your weapon is the guitar, bass, drum, and microphone. Mine is the child of the 2nd Amendment and my weapon is the rifle. You are the Voice, and I am the Body. When your rebellion fails, mine begins to protect you. So before you sell me down the river just remember, when Big Brother comes to take you to the showers, your guitar won’t save you, but my rifle will! My rifle is what will actually tear down the State, it will do the walking, while your guitar does the talking. So your guitar is all talk and no walk, and that’s not too punk now is it?

-J.D. Melvin