Merry Christmas Bitches!

Have a Funk-Filled 4th!

Sussudio: 21 Jump Street, Toledo Style

In the 1983-84 school year, Toledo Police officer Phil Toney went undercover in the Toledo Public School system as part of an effort to crack down on  a drug ring that had been operating freely within the district. A pretty common crime-fighting tactic at the time, Toney's tenure is notable for one potentially disastrous slip: When it came time to build his cover, he, either by Freudian slip or sheer absent-mindedness, chose to go with the name "Phil Collins." (You can read the original story at 13ABC.) While the then 31-year old Toney's recent admission at least partially explains the difficulties toke! and his pals had scoring quality product during that time, the real story is how his "Phil Collins" alias escaped the scrutiny of both his TPD associates and the NARC-dar of the local High School drug gentry. "[It] Never really dawned on me until I first told somebody my name," remembers Toney, "and they said, 'Oh, yeah. Like the drummer in Genesis!"  Stoners-sometimes it seems the only thing they can do properly is screw themselves. 

My name? Robert. Robert Marley, nudge wink.

Actual names of dealers I've met and/or T-shirts I've seen: Dr. Feelgood, The Snowman, Queen of Green, Clown of Brown, Mr. Green, Boo Boo, Snitches are a dieing(sic) breed.

Also: Phill Collins as "Phil the Shill" on TV's hit drug drama, Miami Vice.

Maumee Rock City

Some say you gotta lose your mind there.
 #Necros, #Henry and June, #Soledad Brothers,  #Universe Crew, #McDonalds, #UpChuck, #Riot Squad, #Stain,

"They Would Pick Him Up When He Fell." Rolling Stones Visit Gibson Guitar Factory in Kalamazoo, Michigan, 1975

Photo Courtesy of WMU Archives and Regional History Collections

Keith Richards and Ron Wood tour the Gibson guitar factory July of 1975.
Like most of the small to medium sized rust belt burgs located within the inescapable gravitational pull of Detroit, auto manufacturing was a driving force in the economy of Kalamazoo, Michigan. (Until the mid-1990s, K-Zoo was home to both the Checker Motors Corporation and GM's two-million sq. foot Fisher Body stamping plant.) But, in a textbook example of the odd dichotomy and attitude that defined the rust belt, Kalamazoo was also home to Gibson Guitar Factory--i.e., "yeah, wood or metal, strings or wheels, it don't matter much to us, we MAKE shit here." Founded as the Gibson Mandolin-Guitar Mfg Co. Ltd in the early 20th century, Gibson called 225 Parsons St. home until the move of its operations to Nashville was complete in 1984. A decade earlier, the Stones came to visit.

Photo Courtesy of WMU Archives and Regional History Collections

Gibson was owned by Norlin in '75, and in retrospect quality was at an all-time low. Ron Wood was still a relatively new Stone, and the band was slated to play COBO Hall on July 27 and 28. Keef was still living in 24/7 party mode.

Photo Courtesy of WMU Archives and Regional History Collections

Jump on over to MLive for the rest of the photos and the complete story.
As for the old factory on Parsons St.? It's still humming, turning out some of the finest quality instruments available today as the Heritage Guitar company.
(Photos Courtesy of WMU Archives and Regional History Collections)

Burger Thang Detroit, May 29 - June 25

Neue Haus Detroit presents Burger Thang, a show of recent works by Matt O’Brien, Chris Moore, and Greg Bokor. Official Release: Around 1982 a small group of kids from Mt. Clemens, Ann Arbor, Hudsonville, Bloomfield Hills, East Lansing and Maumee, Ohio all would meet at a ‘hole in the wall’ around the corner of Cass Avenue and Willis. That ‘hole in the wall’ was called the Freezer Theatre. They played in bands together and hung out at the Burger King on Cass Avenue. Out of this petri dish came the bands; Negative Approach, The Necros, The Meatmen, and Bored Youth, to name a few.

Three of that small group, Matt O’Brien, Chris Moore and Greg Bokor have since focused their talents on making art amongst other ventures. This show reunites them and the city that gave them much of their inspiration during that time.

Burger Thang runs from May 29-June 25 at Spread Art @detroit contemporary on 5141 Rosa Parks, Detroit.

Public Opening and Artist Talk,Thursday, May 29 at 7pm with Matt O’Brien, Chris Moore, and Greg Bokor. Burgers and drinks will be available.

Admission: Free Donation of $5 is suggested.

Contact neuehausdetroit@gmail.com for more information or visit the tumblr http://neuehausdetroit.tumblr.com/.
http://gregbokor.com/ 
http://mtobrien.com/ 
http://www.mooresong.com/ 

Neue Haus Detroit is a roving art, music, and artisan exhibition. Augusta Morrison is the founder and curator. NHD focuses on emerging artists and creating experiential happenings in alternative art spaces.

Since 1927 – Green Lantern Restaurant

Click on image to view in fabulous PDGB Expandomatic™ glory.

"Hamburgs and F-Fries." Owned and operated by the same family since 1927,  killer graphics, and choice vittles–what else do you need to know? The Green Lantern is located at 509 Broadway Street, Toledo, Ohio.

#11 With an Anvil: That Time The Necros Outsold U2, Michael Jackson, and Fun Boy Three #tbt

Recently unearthed RockPool Chart from 1983

Back when people still bought records, several organizations made a viable business out of reporting the sales numbers. One of them was Rockpool, an agency who devoted at least part of its energies to tracking  the latest trends in the independent and alternative scenes. It's no secret that these results were often less than clinical, and the numbers could easily be manipulated to reflect the the tastes of the store or distributor employee tasked tabulating the results. Whatever the case, scoring well on both coasts made a nice addition to the press kit.

This example, dated July 24, 1983, came our way via John Brannon (Negative Approach, Laughing Hyenas, Easy Action) and Larissa Stolarchuk / Strickland (L7), who found it on the desk of Detroit  promoter Vince Bannon at the original Clutch Cargo's, Located at 64 W. Elizabeth Street in downtown Detroit. John and Larissa where living in the building at the time, and promptly put it in the hands of  Corey Rusk, head honcho of Touch and Go Records and former Necros bassist.

This Machine Kills Teenage Boredom: Where Is It Now?

Ibanez Deluxe 59'er "Lawsuit" Les Paul Copy
Featuring a low price of entry and above average playability, this guitar was the ideal weapon in the war on teenage boredom. Some two decades before these gits were considered "collectable," this example came into my life wearing Grover tuning pegs, a brass nut, and a Dimarzio X2N pickup in the bridge and a Super II in the neck. In other words, massive ass kicking capability without the financial risk associated with domestic instruments. Artistic expression frustration soon revealed it possessed the almost supernatural ability to remain in near perfect tune, even after repeated aerial maneuvers and the associated hard landings. I had Lemmy sign it in gold paint marker in '85, but that had started to fade by the time it disappeared. It may or may not of had an "ULTRA 94" sticker between the pickups.

Unfortunately, it was "lost" in Minneapolis at 7th Street Entry in 1987. On tour with the Circle Jerks, the 59'er never made it back into the Necros van that night. Although the idea of this axe being haphazardly strummed by some 15-year old in a musty basement somewhere trying to play along with the Heartbreakers' L.A.M.F. LP is appealing, I'd rather have it back. In the slim chance this missive finds it's way to someone who knows of its whereabouts, do tell. The story alone will be worth the wait.

PS: They are called "lawsuit" models because Gibson sued-and won-to force Ibanez to quit using the "mustache" or "open book" headstock shape.
When lost, this Ibanez was in a generic case.
Circle Jerks, Necros, First Avenue, 7th Street Entry, Negative Approach, Punk, Touch and Go, Gibson, Fender, stolen guitar

O Nacho Daddy, Nacho Daddy! Wherefore Art Thou Nacho Daddy?

Why must you tempt me with bushy brow and grotesque nose? It's been years since thou left, our summer now devoid of tamales prepared in the back of a questionably modified Recreational Vehicle. Damn thee lowly health department infidel who cannot see past your distended tongue, nose ring, and curiously tiny cowboy hat.To them, your outer beauty and likely toxic paint are but a curse, an impenetrable shield to ward off those unworthy of  the product of your loins.
Oh Nacho Daddy, know that the late-night nourishment demands of Northwest Ohio/Southeast Michigan may have not gone unfulfilled, but alas, its hearts have.

R.I.P. Freezer Theater: Footnote in Detroit Hardcore History Erased

Small, smelly, and entirely illegal, the Freezer Theater was one of Detroit's finest entertainment venues. 

Located at 3958 Cass in Detroit's then notorious Cass Corridor, the former Freezer Theater has been demolished. Those who remember the place will likely be surprised it stood this long. Over a short period of time from late 1981 through 1982, the converted/abandoned storefront served as the centerpiece of the burgeoning Midwest hardcore scene, hosting a virtual who's who of hardcore on its D.I.Y. stage: The Necros, Negative Approach, The Misfits, Bored Youth, Dig My Fez, McDonalds, Harold, Minor Threat, Youth Patrol, Bill and the Bondsmen, Riot Squad, The Meatmen, The Fix, Whipping Boy, Fate Unknown, Itchy and the Gerbils, and Coleman's Young Raiders. As long as Rayis Bros Carry out is still standing, I'm good.

Frosty Toledo Landmark Defies Climate Change.

Climatologists, global warming researchers baffled by Toledo structure.
The last decade may have been the hottest on record yet, but don't tell that to the residents of this cozy abode located at the the corner of Monroe and Douglas Streets in Toledo, Ohio. Despite years of polar cap destroying climate change, this fine home remains virtually unchanged from when it was first constructed in the early 1600's by Eskimos of the Ninilichik tribe. A traditionally nomadic people, the Ninilchik tribe settled in the area after opening the first Barry Bagels location on the then barren Westgate Tundra.   

While research is ongoing, many scientists credit the anaolmy to the legacy of the little ice age of the Trilby Region, a period marked by... continued

Paying Homage to the Fromage at Boss Mouse.

A few stills from our recent visit to Michigan's finest purveyor of delicately aged dairy products and long time PDGB Northern bureau H.Q., Boss Mouse Cheese.

Check out a video from a past visit here.

Eighties - I'm Living for the Eighties

Turns out the eighties never ended; they've just been dozing in my garage.

You'd never guess it judging by the enormous amount of 80's era detritus I've accumulated, but I was more than ready to move on to different pastures by the time the decade came to a close. Witness here toke!'s 1984 Rabbit Convertible, complete with ninety-six cassettes of garage, punk, and post punk sonic goodness resting on the boot. Got a bad-ass Blaupunkt in the dash, beeotch. Check the faux walnut grain veneer of the pair of genuine 1980 Technics SLB-1 floor standing speakers resting in the back seat; although just there temporarily, they fit the theme nicely. Waddaya say we pickup some Frusen Glädjé and pop a copy of Repo Man in the Betamax?

toke! lost his storage space, and finding a home for all his stuff has been a heartbreaking and soul crushing experience.

FOUND!

Musty old Brooks leather jacket with the lining removed and the sleeves cut off. Awesome.

Danzig screened the Crimson Ghost image on the collar. I handled the Gone In Sixty Seconds logo myself. Punk outing, people shouting; you can't hack it, without a leather jacket.

Mister, if you don't shut up I'm gonna kick one hundred percent of your ass!

Learn it. Know it. Live it.

Spotted on the wall of the Tin Goose Diner and Aviation Museum in Port Clinton Ohio.
 

Remnants of a Misspent Youth.

Oh, right. The 80's. I'd nearly forgotten.

Smash Toledo: Online Resource for Quality Vittles in Toledo

It's a good sign that the whole "foodie" thing is pretty played out when a former culinary anarchist like Anthony Bourdain takes a gig on a primetime network reality/game/cooking show. Still, there are few things in life as satisfying as sharing good meal prepared by good people with good friends. Watch the vid and check the Smash Toledo FB page. And then go eat something good.

Smash Toledo

05.29.71 The Stooges and Bob Seger at the Toledo Sports Arena.

Power to 'em. The people, that is.

Last gig with the five piece line-up of Iggy, Ron and Scott Asheton, James Williamson, and James 'Jimmy' Recca on bass. The next two gigs scheduled for Pittsburgh and Los Angeles were cancelled because Williamson quit. They'd regroup as "Iggy and the Stooges" in 1973.

THEY'RE GR-R-REAT!

Courtesy of http://twitter.com/LakeSuperior

Black Friday: Apparently You Can Put a Price on Dignity.

Just a little tearful here for when shopping used to be, you know, enjoyable. What used to be a fun day off from the drudgery of work and school seems to have become a competitive shopping event for people who, as Oscar Wilde once observed, "know the price of everything and the value of nothing." Here's a tip: You are not defined by your possessions. Don't get me wrong-like any normal guy I've got needs: What man doesn't swoon at the idea of owning a hand made guitar, a finely-crafted firearm or a well-honed blade? You know, guy stuff. But, like my beloved 30-year old Polk Audio Monitors, surplus Department of Defense vintage desk (I'm sitting at it now, and it was free!), and cherished collection of hand-me-down tools, you won't find any of these things at Wal-Mart or Target, no matter how early you get up. 










We had plenty of local or regional stores to drop some coin in when I was coming up in the Toledo/Detroit/A2 area, and none of them asked us to get up at 3:00 in the morning and behave like idiot. 

The big three for our family were Hudson's (Detroit), Lion (Toledo based, but owned by Mercantile Stores Company, Inc. of Cincinnati) and Jacobson's (Jackson, Mi). Then we'd hit the trifecta of Toledo-owned specialty retailers, Hobby Center Toys, Athletic Supply, and Jamiesons Audio. A quick stop at Churchill's Adventure Shop and Boogie Records and we were done. Of the three, only Jamiesons is still in operation, although their core business model has evolved to focus on home theater.

The vintage charge cards displayed here are mine, pulled from my desk drawer this morning.

PS: If the Magi had only risen a few hours earlier and braved the post thanksgiving day crush of humanity in the village marketplace, they could have saved big on the gold, frankincense, and myrrh. Jerks.


**Lion Store, Hudsons, Jacobson's, Black Friday**

11.22.56 Elvis Presley, Thanksgiving Day at the Toledo Sports Arena

Onstage at the Toledo Sports Arena

For a boatload of photos and the complete details of the King's T-Town visit, stop by the website of Elvis's right hand man and the undisputed master of the Gibson Super 400, Scotty Moore. For some reason, Moore has retained encyclopedic-like knowledge of the Toledo Sports Arena, and sets the record straight on the fisticuffs big E got into in the lobby of the Commodore Perry Hotel after the show. Here's a hint: Colonel  Parker rigged it.

Aerosmith & Mahogany Rush, Bowling Green State University 10.12.74

Photo: Enoch Wu

Recently unearthed, up close and personal black and white photos from an Aerosmith gig at Memorial Hall on the campus of Bowling Green State University in Ohio.

photo: Enoch Wu

Just a quick reminder of how much raw, so-ugly-they're-sexy power and charm the toxic twins packed before the egos, drugs, and cheeze-ball horn charts turned them into caricatures of themselves.

photo: Enoch Wu

   

You gotta love that vintage Tri-X Pan film vibe. Dig all the scratches on the negatives. Surf on over to the digital gallery at the BGSU Library Collection to check out the entire set: Make It   

Contributor: Enoch Wu

If You Don't Vote, Reddy Kilowatt will Throw a Toaster in Your Bathwater!

Trick or Treat

Busted!

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Boss Mouse Artisan Cheese: Delicately Aged and All the Rage.

Boss Mouse head cheese and longtime PDGB Northern Michigan Bureau chief gives us the 411 on all things Boss Mouse.
Boss Mouse Cheese from Justin Warnes on Vimeo.
Boss Mouse artisan cheese – made and aged on an historic 1867 centennial farm in Kingsley, Michigan

The Presidential Snacks: Barack Obama Hangs with my Mama

When Barry O and the gang decided to kick start their summer campaign here in mild-mannered Maumee, Ohio, who do you think think the first call went out to? That's right, 'ol toke! and the gang here at the PDGB World Headquarters and Maumee Minibike Hall of Fame. It's no secret that it takes an army of wise deckhands to keep a political juggernaut on course, and when it came time to align Team Obama with respected and influential Rust Belt bon vivants, the crew had but one choice: Pizza Don't Go Bad.

Just a few days before the new, new-dealers heartland swing was scheduled to commence, telephones rang, emails were sent, faxes were, uhh...faxed, and a detail of Secret Service agents swept the area. When the dust settled, the truth became clear: Team Obama was only using toke! to get close to his Mama.

Few people or organizations carry as much clout in the Maumee/Perrysburg region as PDGB, but if anyone is qualified to play host to and have a personal audience with our nations leader, it's toke!'s mom.

Plus we got these awesome official Presidential M&M and Whitman Sampler snack packs.

Are We Not Men? The DEVO Documentary.

We're admittedly late to the party on this, but another aspiring auteur with ties to Toledo has taken to Kickstarter in search of funds to complete his project. Helmed by Former Toledo resident and Ottawa Hills class of 1985 alum Tony Pemberton, Are We Not Men? The Devo Documentary, is a fully authorized in depth look at one of the most provocative bands of all time. Check it:

"Although the band has been notoriously secretive for nearly 4 decades, they have granted us unprecedented full-access to their personal inner-workings and daily lives while on the road, backstage, and at home. The film is now in post-production, and we need your help to meet our goal for Sundance and other festivals."

Fun fact: Tony attended an Adam Ant concert with tokes! wife back in the 80's. If that doesn't vouch for his cred, what then?

Hottest Summer Ever: Jack Frost Arrested for Stealing Ice.

13abc.com: Breaking News, Weather and Sports

Light Fuse and Get Away.

Godspeed, Sheriff Taylor.

The Legendary Cobo

The Legendary Cobo from Douglas Akers on Vimeo.

Just as the highly anticipated Grande Ballroom doc "Louder Than  Love" has (finally!) started appearing on the film festival circuit, the makers of an equally exciting and long-brewing Motor City-centric project have turned to kickstarter in search of funds to turn their vision into reality. Picking up where the the Grande, Cinderella, Eastown, and other legendary Detroit concert venues left off, Cobo Hall not only supplied the ambiance for live albums from Kiss, Bob Seger, Hank Williams Jr., and more, but also provided the stage for Martin Luther King to recite his "I Had a Dream" speech months before the Washington D.C. version. But that barely scratches the surface of the Cobo story. For complete details, check out the official website here: The Legendary Cobo

Faces, Cobo Hall, September 6, 1976

"We used to make Cobo Hall feel intimate. It has a really good sound in there. That was the epitome of our playing in Detroit; it never got better than that. There was just something magic about that place." IAN MCLAGAN

Toledo Area Dog "Totally Bummed" About Canceled Van Halen Dates

"It's a bogue sitch," says 'Harry' Harrison, a Golden Retriever from Toledo, Ohio. "Van Halen concerts are one of the few places left where a guy can get his bandanna on without drawing criticism from the  fashion Nazis.  Their music just screams, 'Hey you, it's David Lee and the boys from Van Halen; why don't you put on a bandanna?'

I mean Back in the day, dogs wearing bandannas were the shit! You couldn't swing the partially regurgitated entrails of a small rodent without hitting one of us.

I remember this one time,  ol' toke! and I wore a pair of matching bandannas that were decorated with a bunch of fake paint drips and splotches...man, shit got off the hook that night, let me tell you that much right now; my kicker spot ain't been the same since. Then there was the time at this sweet BBQ just flush with the bitches, where I was wearing a red one around my neck while carrying a frisbee in my mouth and...continued

Keith Morris, Ian Mackaye, and Henry Rollins: NIPTDWTT (Nothing In Particular To Do With Toledo Thursday) Post.

Although particular Toledoans may find it of interest.

Savalas and Borgnine look pretty much the same, but 
Mel Brooks has really let his hair down. 

Three guys who can be as wacky as they are rockin'.

Does This Sash Make Me Look Fat?

 

















Random photo snapped at the 2013 North
American International Auto Show(NAIAS)in
Detroit Last Week.

So wait, when did Bibendum get so svelte? This photo is evidence that the following conversion actually took place in an office somewhere:

"Uh, yeah. I've been meaning to bring this up. You know Bibendum? Our century-old, illustrated pneumatic cartoon mascot-The one that's supposed to represent big round inner-tubes? I think he's too fat-it's just not in tune with the message that we want to send. I mean who wants to be represented by a fat person?"

Well Mr. corporate executive, I can think of numerous successful entities currently subscribing to the "girth gives birth to mirth" ethic. Here's one you might've heard of, right off the top of my head: Christmas. Not to mention Bob's Big Boy, FAT Wreck Chords and maybe last but never least, Fat Tony's out on the Vineyard.

The old adage remains true: "Never trust a skinny butcher,  barber or tire salesman."   The lone exception of course, if said butcher, barber or tire salesman's name is always prefaced with the word "skinny." As in, "c'mon  kids, we're all going over to skinny Dave's for haircuts. Then I'm gonna' get a new set of Michelins from skinny Bob at the tire store."  Bonus points if the individual is in fact, obese. But I digress.

I expect this kind of shortsighted nonsense from American companies as they flail desperately at ideas while they fight their way to the bottom. But from the French -the world's premier practitioners of the butter and cigarettes lifestyle- this type of deranged lunacy is inexcusable.

I'll take my Bibendum classic style, thank you: