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Thursday, April 29, 2010

NOFX, Craig Ferguson, Kings Go Forth, Harlem and Jaill

Although they have sold more than 6 million albums in their quarter-century together, Cali-punk institutions NOFX have made a point to stay out of the mainstream by avoiding music videos and taunting the hands that feed. Their most infamous single, “Please Play This Song on the Radio...
Thursday, April 29, 2010

Tonight @ The Riverside Theater, 7:30 p.m.

Although they have sold more than 6 million albums in their quarter-century together, Cali-punk institutions NOFX have made a point to stay out of the mainstream by avoiding music videos and taunting the hands that feed. Their most...
Thursday, April 29, 2010

Live at the Riverside

...Come out and see NOFX perform at the Riverside on Thursday, April 29 at 7:30pm. Special guest performances include: Teenage Bottlerocket, Tony Sly, and The Menzingers...
05.04.2009 | | Posted at 12:00 AM
By Evan Rytlewski
Hat tip to Ryan Miller for introducing me to this track on last night's Indie Soundcheck: NOFX's new single, "Creeping Out Sara," an apparently somewhat true story recounting Fat Mike's run-in with one of the Quin sisters from Tegan and Sara (there's some question as to which one it was). It's a typically snotty NOFX song�there's something reassuring about the way these guys haven't changed their ...
03.17.2008 | | Posted at 12:00 AM
By Evan Rytlewski
A few scattered, final thoughts on my time in Austin and SXSW: � I�ve learned to love the city and its conveniently centralized downtown. There�s so much to do in such a tightly packed area; and for the first time, I can see why anyone would actually want to live there. � For a purported �liberal oasis,� though, the city sure doesn�t offer much in the way of vegetarian food. As best I can tell, the people of Austin subsist entirely on barbeque and pizza by the slice. � Eugene Mirman is quickly becoming one of the funniest comedians on the circuit. During the Mess With Texas day party Saturday, he stole the show not only during his set, but also during Brian Posehn�s. Posehn was so hoarse he could barely speak, and it quickly became clear the painful rasp wasn�t past of his act. He wheezed out an anecdotal joke or two that was inaudibly to all but the very front rows, until Mirman presented a novel (and as best I can tell, genuinely spontaneous) solution: Posehn whispered the jokes to Mirman, who recited them line for line, unable to stifle his own laughter. Mirman�s quixotic delivery of Posehn�s ultra-crass jokes

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