Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Casey Said This Needs A Title

Ladies and Gents, A historic moment materialized last July in beautiful San Francisco. Original Buddy Brewer and I did some serious first time dog crushing and epic wax shopping. It was a glorious weekend. I started out with a perfectly nutritious breakfast with buddy Justin. We hit one of my favourite joints out there, It’s Tops. It’s been there practically a million years and still looks the same. Plus they have delicious bacon and cheese stuffed waffles that they gladly will add a side of hot link to. Swampy was a regular trooper considering his innerds had turned on him and he really wasn’t allowed to eat this kinda grub but he did anyway.



Next stop was Brewer’s place of employ, Evolution Bureau. We had a nice coldie on the roof and checked out the view. We decided the best plan was to hit every record store in the city and throw back dogs and brews on the way.



Starting off at That’s It we bellied up for the massive Torta Cubana. We made the wise choice to split one so we had room for the hooch chugging the day would bring. It was for sure the right move. Lookit, that thing is the size of Brew’s face.





We moved on to Amoeba then Murrio’s, for the traditional record haul review and brew, The Explorist International,, Aquarius, and Toronado for a few more drafts along the way. The last, and best stop (and record haul), was Groove Merchant amazing used and rare stuff. Very well curated and to top it off dude was handing out ice cold Tecates to any takers. We took.



Back at Brewer’s pad I discover this genius lives on top of a hot dog stand! Sweet! Grabbed a snack at Underdog to go with the beers we grabbed down at the get quick and started spinning the records we picked up.



Hit some amazing sushi and fish weirdness to top off the day and Brew poured the last pint as we got into a super discussion about punk rock. One for the ages as some old kook would say.

New York, New York

Holy Shit I am behind on the dog postin. I better get this one up since I've already been back to NYC since this trip.

This lil whirlwind trip took me to catch up with buddies Mike Treff and James Victore and to see buddy Craig Finn play some really amazing solo shows.

Of all my trips to NYC I have never made it to two staples, Crif Dogs and Gray's Papaya. Well, I suck and still haven't hit Gray's but I knocked ol' Criff of the list. Not too shabby. They had a bacon wrapped thing with an egg on top and my rule is always go with the egg on top. I doubled down with another bacon wrapped dohicky with avocado and sour cream and a delicious PBR.



I shoulda popped into the secret hidey hole bar next door but we had to get to Craigs show. Priorities...





I got to hang for a few days and see a couple Finn shows, listen to records and drink cold beers. Positive Life Choices all.

Hebrew Beer



Whores One of the best albums this year.



Righteous



This guy





On my last day Buddies Treff and his gal Amy took me to Bark. A quality jam over in Park Slope. I kept it simple and went for the chili cheese dog and a brat. Super tasty. But the best was the disco fries. A nice send off to the aeroport for sure.



Disco Fries



Buddy Treff and his lovely squeeze Amy stuffin faces.