Just saw a bunch of photographs from the demolition ceremony at the Long Beach boardwalk last weekend. I wish I was able to attend. I’d spent what feels like a million afternoons walking that 2 mile stretch, always using Neptune Blvd. as both the start and the end point of my journey. I’d jump down onto the sand from it with childhood friends, avoiding the booths that would have me pay to enjoy the beach, as I was often the only non LB-resident in our party. Nights were passed there, contemplative, staring at the stars; refreshed and balanced by the soft sound of the surf rolling across the breakers. That boardwalk had been there with me through endless summer days, the blistering cold of winter’s winds, early morning surf outings, late-night makeout sessions in vacancy of the empty life guard chairs, and even vagrant hurricanes that had found their way to our home, but never quite had the muscle to do much damage.
It’s strange that nearly 100 years of history has been completely swept away, resigned to nothing more than memories now. I think I’m going to take one last drive down there next week before I head out on tour, and see if I can grab myself a small piece of the boardwalk, if for nothing more than nostalgia’s sake. A tiny chunk of myself definitely belongs to that boardwalk. It would be nice to have a tangible part of it for myself.
For those that don’t know, I’ve been playing in a hardcore band called The Free World for the last two years. We’ve decided to hang it up, and our last show is tomorrow (Sunday) night. Many of our friends, loved ones, and neighbors lost their personal belongings and even their homes during Hurricane Sandy, so the show is going to be an entirely donation based benefit with all proceeds going to hurricane relief for affected areas on Long Island and in NYC. I’m also going to see what I can do about having any money we make off of our remaining merch go straight to similar charities as well. If you’re nearby tomorrow, come attend our funeral, see some cool bands, and help out some people who are in desperate need.
Additionally, we will be accepting donations if you have some extra items you are interested in putting into the hands of people who need them.
Baby Supplies Baby Formula and Food, Dog and Cat Food, Blankets and Towels, Air Freshener, Brooms, First-Aid Kits, Cotton Balls, Mouthwash, Candles, Floss, Body Spray, AAA Batteries, Gluten-Free Products and Plastic Bins for storage.
Industrial strength black garbage bags, heavy duty rubber gloves, NON-PERISHABLE FOOD, flashlights and batteries, GENERATORS, hand sanitizer, toilet paper, toiletries, paper goods, BABY ITEMS, gas and gas cans, PLASTIC BINS, dog food, manual can openers, BLANKETS, disposable cameras, markers and poster board, sanitary wipes, CLEANING SUPPLIES, water, soap, cereal, granola bars, packaged drinks, baby food and formula, towels, tarps, hydrogen peroxide, rubbing alcohol, bleach & clorox wipes, laundry detergent, toothbrush, toothpaste, paper towels”
The Free World (Last Show Ever)
Pilgrims of the Fingertips (ffo: On the Might of Princes, Thursday)
Parkdale (LI Pop Punk)
Polaroids (NJ Punk Rock)
NO FACE (New LIHC band featuring members of Silent Majority / Bastard Cut)
@ Glen Cove Moose Lodge
22 Continental Pl.
Glen Cove, NY 11542
One last thing, If you’re interested you can check out all the music we ever released at the link below. Please read along to John’s lyrics if you give it a listen. Thank you.
Starving Arts first Long Island show is on Friday, Sept. 21st @ the Glen Cove Moose Lodge with Candy Hearts, Daybreaker, State Lines and Spectator. I’m bailing on Springsteen tickets in lieu of playing music that night (probably the worst plan I’ve ever had), so learn these songs and jump off each other when we play. Or you can stand there staring at me with your arms folded while I grow increasingly more and more uncomfortable for the entire duration of our set. Whatever floats your boat.
Starving Arts - Common Chemistries (Acoustic)
I’m in a new punk band called Starving Arts with some of the fine gentlemen who play in Punishment Due, Tomahawk Chop, and the Free World (plus the million other projects we’re all involved in). This is an acoustic version of a song called ‘Common Chemistries’ that’s going to be on our debut record coming out this Spring. If you’re into it check us out at the links posted below, and help us out with spreading the word / reblogging / whatever. We’ll be playing some shows and releasing some full band music really soon. Keep your eyes peeled Long Island.
"We steer ourselves towards the same swells that sink us every year and maul the common chemistries we forced ourselves to feel. There’s no capacity for passion when the one thing we hold dear is our love of an idea: to live and die for someone else other than ourselves.
It seems that we’re all killing time. The time until we split and divide. We drown ourselves inside the hell of our own minds and bleed so we know we’re alive.
You hold your heavy hopes so close to your chest that when they all come crashing down you’re gonna be hard pressed to avoid the crushing weight that grinds your bones back into ground and turns every other beau straight back around.
It seems that we’re all going blind. Gruelingly gouging out our own eyes. We spit out shells of words we always heard but never could define in the faith that they’ll lead to a ‘life’.
The sum of loves amounts always quickly fizzled out. The value never seemed quite worth the cost. We never equaled more than just two nervous bores. Two totaled wrecks left on expectation’s shores.”
THURSDAY, MARCH 22ND (AKA TOMORROW) - LONG ISLAND
Alert. Our Side. The Free World. Caught in a Crowd. Nailed Shut. Headache. Desensitized.
18 Wantagh Ave. Levittown NY, 11756
SATURDAY, MARCH 31ST - LONG ISLAND
Acoustic House Show. I’ll be playing songs from my soon to be active punk band’s new record and maybe a cover or two. The new project is called Starving Arts. I’ll have more info on this (other bands, address, time) and some music from that band for everyone in a few days. Save the date.
FRIDAY, APRIL 6TH - BOSTON
Abomination. Streetsweeper. Punishment Due. Provider. Darkwoods.
7pm. $5. BYOB.
It’s a house show. Hit me up or email email@example.com for the address. Ask a punk and shit.
MONDAY, APRIL 9TH - LONG ISLAND
Acoustic show: Divided Heaven. Tremblin Jackson. State Lines. Starving Arts. Cynics and Cyanide.
@ Broadway Bar
198 Broadway, Amityville, NY 11701
6 pm, if you’re 16-20 show costs $10. 21+ show costs $5.
MONDAY, APRIL 23RD - LONG ISLAND
Rotting Out. Focused Minds. Punishment Due. The Free World. Provider. Detriment.
Venue & Info TBA soon.
We just put a new song online from the 7” we recorded in December. It’s called “Final Breath”. Check it out at the Meadowbrook Records bandcamp page now!
listen & reblog.
to everyone that’s done what they can to help out Mitch so far. He’s a dude I’ve known for quite a few years now and during that time he’s always been super supportive of the punk/hardcore scenes; coming to shows, spreading the word about Long Island bands, letting touring bands crash at his place, and putting shows on in his basement (even going as far as to let me book shows there as well). It’s really inspiring to see how everyone in the community has come together to give back to him in his time of need. That’s what it’s all about.
For anyone that hasn’t heard yet, Mitch was diagnosed with bone cancer a little while ago. If you’re interested in helping his family pay for his treatment, check out this split. It’s by two Long Island bands, No Good News and Bellwether, and all proceeds go straight to Mitch. Shout-outs to them and to Meadowbrook Records for putting this together on short notice.
I know there are a ton of benefit shows in the works, and I think Punishment Due and the Free World will be doing some stuff soon to try and help the cause. If you’re a local, keep an eye out for any benefit shows so you can hit them up and donate, and if you aren’t, you can help out by downloading the above split for a few dollars or just by helping to spread the word. I know this has been all over Tumblr as of late, but a little more won’t hurt.