Connie is my full-time homegirl and co-slangspirator (she is the origin of both “B’Dang” and “Beyonce’d.”) Her interest in punk rock is super casj, aside from a semi-regular shakedown to Brody Dalle’s The Distillers.
So she calls last night. “I went with Funk to this super exclusive all-day concert in West Linn. It was being filmed by this guy Brendan, I guess he’s the drummer of Fugazi.”
Funk, that’s Chris Funk, our friend who has garnered some national notoriety for playing in the rock band “The Decemberists,” and slightly less national notoriety for DJing the biannual B’DANG parties at Connie’s and my old house.
But you mean Brendan Canty?
“I don’t know, he makes some DVD where he has a bunch of bands play in a house, and films it, and then they burn the house down.”
Fucking a. Who played?
“I don’t know, I didn’t even care, god I’m in such a bad mood. I went to represent for the camp. You know, it was the usual Portland people. Sleater-Kinney, Modest Mouse, I went with Funk cause the decemberists played a song. Lifesavas, The Thermals, The Planet The, Tom Heinl. I just hung out eating catering and watched bands play one song to ten people all day long. Then they burned the house down.”
THEY BURNED DOWN A F’ING HOUSE?
“Yeah.”
What are you doing now?
“I don’t know, Shines and Jumbo and some people from the Warped Tour are coming over in a Winnebago. God, I’m in such a bad mood.”
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Ms. Shepherd,
I am v. distressed to discover that my friends may not have invented the exclamation “B’Dang” (and its variant “B’damn,” and even occasionally “Panang,” as in the Thai curry). When, chronologically, did your “B’Dang” first make an appearance? I hope it wasn’t before ours, but it may be one of those things where genuises separated by geography simultaneously invent the same medicine or whatever without realizing it. (PS: our B’Dang originated in Seattle sometime in the last 5 years. It’s hard to pinpoint where and when exactly.)
regards,
Joel
awww connie. that sounded like a really cool thing to me, would like to have seen it.
this is pretty much the best thing i’ve ever heard in my entire life.
how…did…i…miss..this…i…could…scream…
i could have stood around the block or something…
fuck.
canty used my lights to shoot this thing and still hasn’t paid me. fucking bastard.