come one, come all

The Buddyhead Holiday Ho Ho Hodeo!!!

A casual and intimate evening involving a festive gathering of friends, family, and foreigners... All performing in sparser, and mellower ways than you might usually expect from these artists. Featuring...

The Duke Spirit

Dead Meadow

The Entrance Band

Josh Homme (Screaming Trees, Kyuss)

Jeordie 'Twiggy' White (Marilyn Manson)

Sweethead (feat. Troy Van Leeuwen of QOTSA)

Aaron North, Troy 'Boy' Petrey & Fiends (Jubilee, Rob Gnarley)

Alain Johannes (Eleven)

Nick Jago (BRMC)

Xu Xu Fang

Dean Fertita (QOTSA, The Raconteurs)

Alessandro Cortini (NIN, Modwheelmood)

Wires On Fire

Dios Malos

HT Heartache

Sid Brown (feat. Bryan Brown of Bluebird)

Todd Congelliere (The Underground Railroad To Candyland, Toys That Kill, F.Y.P)

Tony Bevilacqua (Spinnerette, The Distillers, The Drips, Darker My Love, Har Mar Superstar)

Birthday Twin (feat. Fred Sablan of Goon Moon)

Brandon Intelligator & The Sheriffs

Tsk Tsk (The Breeders, Work Sucks, Balloon)

Ryan Ritchie (performing short stories, rantings, poetry, etc.)
...And many, many more VERY special guests to be announced soon! There will also be a photo / art exhibition including contributions (which will also be available for purchase) from Nick Jago, Chrissy Piper, Aaron Farley, Sonny Kay, and Travis Keller. Also, a raffle contest giving YOU the chance to win multiple boxes of over 4,000 brand new, useless, old, and shitty Buddyhead cd's! Plus giveaways, and various other underwhelming and anticlimactic surprises!!!
Sunday, December 21st, 2008

@ The Hotel Cafe in Hollywood

1623 1/2 N. Cahuenga Blvd., 90028

Doors @ 7pm

$10

21+
www.Hotelcafe.com

www.Buddyhead.com

sneaky peeky

happy thanksgiving!!!

enjoy a mashup of our new tunes with your mashed potatoes!

www.myspace.com/tsktsk

almost there...

we are excited to report that this week we will be mixing our record with david schiffman.
the cake is almost baked. more news on this soon!
we are also writing some new jams, which we will be recording at the end of the month, for a separate release.
we send all of our love to steve kille, who is an amazing engineer and person.
also thanks to little radio for letting us use their digs.
and of course stevie's grandma for letting us tear it up at her house and eat her food.
and to dead meadow and jubilee for letting us use their shit.
it's been a long road but we see the finish line baby.....
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our friend and very talented photographer, "shanty" cheryl groff, snapped the photos of the four of us (at the top of this screen) with her polaroid camera when we were recording at grandma's. here is her shot of uncle steve:

is this thing on?

i just spent a bit of time making a very long bitchin' playlist and now i can't even open it on my computer or listen to it. frustrating. i decided to go ahead and post it and see if the internet gods would like to have its awesomeness revealed at some point in time, so we will see.

it's been a long while
been ramblin' on
for miles and miles
in the desert
with a reptile
look at the sun
and i see your smile

just float in the moment
oh, don't sugarcoat it
down, down
overloaded
float
in the moment
in the moment

thank you grandma

time of the season

january


june

space angels!

it has been a few months since we've all trekked over to grandma's house, and the tree in the yard has grown from a bare skeleton into a brilliant, green majestic creature. when we sit underneath her, we feel as if we've crawled into the land of narnia, or perhaps oz. it is breathtaking. yeah, so we are finishing up tracking and such. recording a couple of new songs as well. we are also surfing the wave of triple-digit heat that is amongst us right now, which is brutal with no a/c or air. thinking caps come on when the blazin' sun starts going down. other than that minor discomfort, everything is really, incredibly rad.


this reminds me of the "wands" tarot suit, which represents the element fire. yeah, i know, shhh.

kathleen made a muxtape.

have a listen.

Amon Düül II - Wolf City
Spacemen 3 - 2:35 (version 1)
Love - A House is Not a Motel
Devendra Banhart - Hey Mama Wolf
The Bees - Go Karts
The Velvet Underground - Ocean
My Bloody Valentine - Soft As Snow (But Warm Inside)
Hawkwind - Upside Down
Twink - Ten Thousand Words In a Cardboard Box
Depeche Mode - Useless
The Mamas & The Papas - Dream A Little Dream Of Me
Led Zeppelin - How Many More Times

cheryl has a new toy.

yes.

LOST IS BACK!!!!!!

recording at grandma's house

we spent the weekend recording at steve's grandma's house. steve kille, bass ripper in a little band called dead meadow, lent us his time and company to conduct. so as not to confuse the two steves, i will from now on refer to steve deluca as "stevie" and steve kille as "uncle steve". this pic was taken right after stevie spilled beer on uncle steve's board:



anyway, we are super stoked to have tracked drums/bass/geetar for six songs today, which uncle steve said were "insanely heavy". the house was radical, with owls everywhere, a unicorn rug on the wall, beautiful wooden walls, a willow tree and a magical garden...just to name a few amazing things. it was raining a lot and the wind chimes were a'blowin. we stuffed ourselves all day...being inside the house really compelled me to want to bake brownies, chocolate chip cookies, rice krispie treats... it just had that sweet vibe. grandmas are so awesome. they leave little notes like these:



i am too tired to type anything else at this point, but i am so excited that sooner than later we will finally be able to share these killer jams with other ears and hearts and souls and minds. will report more soon. video coming soon too.

some photo documentation here

child of nature

breakfast with the beatles is such a sunday morning treat. it always leaves me inspired. we all listen to it if we're awake or around. just heard "child of nature" which lennon recorded in his living room, then the song morphed into "jealous guy". always all sorts of rare goodies and juice on this show.

yesterday i took my car into the shop and picked up my new ride at the rental place. if you see someone driving a ridiculous GIGANTIC boat, and trying for hours to park the damn thing austin powers style... that would be me. there was only one car left, so i am now stuck with driving a damn aircraft. also, if you see someone trying to figure out the prehistoric stereo, or how to turn on the heater (there are 500 buttons), or looking for the non-existent parking brake, that would be me too. fun times. i miss my spaceship.

i feel like baking a german chocolate cake today.

so many things to do and so little time.

i recently discovered this sequence of the pink elephants from Dumbo with Sun Ra and his Arkestra's version of the song. Pretty wiiicked.

good news/bad news

We are flying back to Los Angeles today. It is extremely early and we have just found our flight has been cancelled due to "weather."
I'm wrecked and it is so cold I am wearing 4 sweatshirts and trying to sleep on the airport floor.
Anyways, the good news is...I was just reading news on the Internet and Queen latifa finally came out of the closet. She was banging her personal trainer.
The bad news is I clogged my friends toilet while out of town. We had to call a plumber and she spent $85 on my fucking baby wipe that was caught in the drain. Here's a pic.




-cheryl

Unicorns

Cheryl is out of town for a week.  We are having withdrawals.  When she gets back we will be in the studio for a while....sweet.

Sean, Cheryl and I just found out some of our super old jams (written and recorded waay back when Suzie P played the drums) are on some tv shows, so I just sat through a whole episode of Bam's Unholy Union to check it out.  What?  Dude picked up his girl on a carriage with a purple unicorn, which kind of stoked me out for two seconds...the pseudo unicorn, that is.  Oh, that reminds me of the Last Unicorn.  I had seen that Steve gave it five stars on Netflix, and was completely intrigued, so I then received it from Santa Claus, along with a pocket knife named "Hermie".  After Cheryl and I watched the film, we agreed Stevie must have been pretty zonked on the ganja, which goes without saying, but I find his selective ratings to be quite amazing.  

Hello.

Gone and done it.  Joined forces and fetched up a blogaroo, for all the cats in Tsk Tsk to do whatever they want with.  Don't really even know how this thing works.  So I guess I'll just type some things.  I hope the others do too.

I just attempted to upload some extremely old songs to our myspace, and accidentally uploaded some old French lessons instead.  Twice.  I suppose having the old songs up just ain't meant to be.  Anywhoo, hearing the French recordings triggered a memory of sxsw road trip last year.  We were on the road for 30-something hours straight, and we would sometimes listen to and recite french tapes (on the ipod) created by my old magnifique professor.  Katia caught us on film enunciating french words while dancing in the van and throwing back slurpees or whatever.  And then I got all nostalgic for good, silly times on the road.  I love watching footage of bands (I love) on tour and the crazy antics that generally come along with it.  Lately I have been living vicariously through my roommate who has quite amazing footage of his band on tour.  Oh, and their new record is totally going to blow minds and melt faces.  The first time i heard a mix, i felt both blown away and slightly impotent.  It rips.  Anyway, back to tales of the road.  I miss that breath of life and need to be on it as soon as possible.  

I did get some lovely breaths in last night when we played a killer show at our friend's warehouse with Tweak Bird, Ancestors and Balloon.  It was radical.  We played a gig with Tweak Bird before, back in November, and I was so floored by their band that I then wrote this lil' review of 'em at Buddyhead.  Anyway, they owned it last night.  We back 'em hard.  The place was packed, and it was so rad to watch so many people lose their shit and freak out over them.  It gave me a lil' feeling.  Good-things-are-happening.  I can't say it enough...go see them if you haven't already... there are some things words aren't good for.  

Anyway, after being blown away by musical epic-ness and too much coca-cola, it was time to do the fun loading / unloading thing.  It was around three a.m. when we headed over to the practice space, where a dude was hanging out in his gargantuan pickup truck out front.  I didn't really think anything of it at the time.  So we unloaded some shit and were all ready to take the monitors and mixing board upstairs, when Cheryl said, "That dude is all methed out and being sketchy... he just asked us for money.... we should hurry up..."  I believe I was replying mid-sentence and had my back turned, when a stunned Sean quietly said, "He just hit your car."  Yay!!!!  That's what the picture up top is.  My car right after the tripper slammed into it.  I don't really know how to use this blog thing yet, so I don't know how to put that photo down here.  I don't really want to talk about the lil' incident anymore, so that is that.

Hopefully we will have new music up, some day.

-kathleen