Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Lunar Eclipse SUCKED!

Because of the weather last night in Huntington...But CNN has some decent footage of it...

Friday, December 10, 2010

The Planet in the Herald Dispatch!

Dave Lavender: Plenty of local rock happening live and on the airwaves

http://www.herald-dispatch.com/life/x2097926786/Plenty-of-local-rock-happening-live-and-on-the-airwaves

December 09, 2010 @ 10:15 PM
The Herald-Dispatch

For those about to rock and for those who've just rocked on national radio we salute you.

OK, first to the latter.

A nationwide Stone Machine

Got to give some major props to the nationally syndicated radio show Lex and Terry for last Friday serving up some southern-fried rock goodness straight out of Kenova rock city.

Stone Machine is an all-star band put together by veteran Kenova native guitarist and songwriter, Dirk Blevins (formerly of Ten Years Gone), featuring Blevins' Les Paul-crunched classic rock riffs melted down by Split Nixon's killer lead vocalist Jason Mays and a host of other local top-shelf musicians including Scott Ross of Split Nixon, Ten Carp Lie's guitarist Matt Parkins and drummers, Jeremy Hall and Rodney Crisp.

Lex and Terry toss in a different regional band's CD every week during their "Music Meeting," and usually blow rocket-launcher-sized laughs into the tunes. They got thrown for a loop when they put on Stone Machine's "Dirty Sweet," and got their ears blown back comparing May's melodic power growl to Sammy Hagar.

"I want to make fun of it so bad but I really really like it," Lex said. " ... This genre is ice cold right now but this is good. If I was hanging out somewhere I could listen to this all night."

Not only did the boys get part of three cuts played on the national radio show, but Gary Kesling, owner of the Ashland-based studio 2 Cats Studios and 9 Lives Records, which put out the CD, came on the show and gave Lex and Terry more info about one of the region's coolest and mostly-studio-based supergroups.

Following the appearance on Lex and Terry, which is heard locally on 92.7-FM and 98.5-FM, The Planet, Blevins stopped by The Planet studios Friday to chat it up with Reeves "Reevis" Kirtner.

Lucky for the rest of us, Stone Machine ain't done recording yet, as Blevins had just popped me over three new songs, "Use You Up," "Slow Down" and "Cornbread," that the band recorded, and of course, Mays and the Split Nixon boys are about to make some more noise come 2011.

In the meantime, you can go on iTunes and get the CD, or drop in at www.2catstudios.com/9lives. Click onto store and get the CD for $12.99.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

“Somebody is going to eat my _____ or I’m going to cut your ___-ing throat.”

WOW. WOW. WOW.

Woman Utters Line Never Previously Recorded In A Police Report




http://www.thesmokinggun.com/buster/west-virginia/woman-utters-line-never-previously-recorded-police-report

Meet Melissa Lee Williams. The West Virginia woman, 41, is facing assault and weapons charges after allegedly waving a knife at two men who declined her demands to engage in sexual conduct at a West Virginia motor inn.

The October 22 incident is detailed in an amusing/gross Jackson County Sheriff’s Department report excerpted here.

According to investigators, Williams--who lives four doors down from her estranged husband at the 77 Motor Inn--showed up at his door and asked Danny Williams and another man to “eat my pussy.” At this point, Williams, pictured in the mug shot at right, “commenced to undress herself,” reported Deputy Ross Mellinger.

While Danny Williams “declined said invitation,” the other man, Adam Watson, told cops that he “agreed to perform at her request.” However, as Watson approached Williams, “he became overwhelmed by horrible vaginal odor emitting from Melissa Williams.” Watson, understandably, “declined to proceed any further.”

This is when Melissa Williams allegedly “produced a lock-back folding knife,” opened it, and pointed the weapon at her estranged husband. She then reportedly uttered a line never before memorialized in a police report: “Somebody is going to eat my pussy or I’m going to cut your fucking throat.”

When Deputy Mellinger arrived on the scene he observed Williams--who, like the two men, appeared to be intoxicated--nude from the waist down. After pocketing a knife that was on the coffee table in front of Williams, Mellinger arrested her for domestic assault and brandishing a deadly weapon.

Williams, who was released from jail after posting $3000 bond, is next due in Jackson County Magistrate Court on February 16.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Great Article on the Reds' Dusty Baker

Dusty Baker a symbol of perseverance

Link to the story and video here: http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/playoffs/2010/columns/story?columnist=bryant_howard&id=5647446

CINCINNATI -- "Light a candle," Dusty Baker says, his lone voice softly skimming the looming silence of the empty church. "I'm sure there's someone out there you want to pray for."

He lights a candle, points the flickering matchstick downward in his large hands, the athlete's hands, dousing it into the cool sand. It is here in the solitude of St. Peter in Chains Cathedral -- funded by Ohio Catholics who donated 12 cents per month toward its construction in 1841 -- where Johnnie B. Baker, born Baptist in California, raised in the traditions of the southern black church, kneels alone among the long pews and nourishes his spirituality.


In guiding the Cincinnati Reds into this year's playoffs, Dusty Baker is taking his third different team to the postseason.

After several moments of prayer, he rises and walks gingerly toward the altar, marveling at the Greek architecture, the Corinthian columns and stained glass mosaics, comforted, despite its bruises, by the sanctuary and the ritual of the church.

"I come in here before homestands, sometimes a couple of times a week during the season," said Baker. "I pray for my family, for my team, and for Barack Obama, because I've never seen people try to take a president down like this, never seen such anger. I mean, what did he do to anybody?"

History surrounds Baker this morning, as it does every morning. He is humbled by its density, energized by its lineage and his place in it. The ghosts are touching him. History is not something that happened to others a long time ago, but alive as the river upon whose banks his team plays. His baseball team, the Cincinnati Reds, the original professional ballclub in America, proud but down and dowdy in an era of big money, is on the cusp of a first playoff series since 1995, revived by a man who has won three Manager of the Year Awards but was run out of two big jobs in San Francisco and Chicago, and out of baseball in 2007.

Thirty-eight years ago, Baker had just completed his fifth season in the major leagues when Jackie Robinson threw out the first pitch before Game 2 of the 1972 World Series between the Reds and Oakland A's at old Riverfront Stadium.

Robinson would be dead nine days later, but before he passed, he said famously he hoped there would one day be a black third-base coach or field manager in the major leagues. The National League, first to integrate, would not integrate the managerial ranks until 10 years after Robinson's death. Robinson died in 1972, and Baker, 36 years after, became the Reds' first African-American manager.

"I think about that. He said that here," Baker said of Robinson. "Imagine being able to win a World Series in the place where Jackie Robinson made his last public appearance, where he said that."

Baker lurches his silver Toyota Tundra along West 8th Street south, toward the Ohio River and the Great American Ballpark. The river stirs more ghosts. In September 1841, when the region's Irish Catholics donated their pennies to build St. Peter's, where moments earlier Baker's hands waded through holy water, black and Irish dockworkers engaged in three days of rioting, quelled only when the city dispatched the military.

The fighting took place above ground ("Riots and Mobs, Confusion and Blood Shed," wrote the Sept. 6, 1841, Cincinnati Daily Gazette) but under the streets, at the grassroots, whites and blacks conspired to subvert the system. Baker -- known since his playing days as a bridge between black, white and Latino players -- feels these ghosts, too, understanding that he, as the poet Maya Angelou once wrote, is the dream of the slave.

He points directly in front of him, at the Underground Railroad Freedom Center, situated next door to the ballpark, a museum that displays portions of the original Underground Railroad. He mentions that behind him, in the deep basement of the watering hole O'Malley's in the Alley off of Vine Street, just under his feet, remnants of other tunnels that weaved from the south to Canada, to freedom, still remain.

"You have to remember that Ohio was a free state and Kentucky was a slave state," Baker says. "The Underground Railroad was right here. Sometimes I close my eyes and think about that, about what that must have been like. 'Just get across the river and you're free. Just get across the river.'"


The survivor

Forget all the details of everything that happened in San Francisco to turn a baseball renaissance into the bitterest memory: from former Giants managing partner Peter Magowan attempting to diminish Baker's achievements (as the walls closed in, Magowan once said that Baker's Manager of the Year awards had less to do with him and more with the organization), to the 5-0 lead and nine outs from the first World Series championship in San Francisco Giants history to the runaway envy that led club executives to privately refer to Baker derisively as their "celebrity manager." Forget Chicago 2003, when Baker was a hair from taking the Cubs to the World Series, up three games to one on the Florida Marlins, coming home with Kerry Wood and Mark Prior on the mound to close out the National League Championship Series. Forget Steve Bartman.

"Chicago wasn't good to me at the end, but it was good for me," Baker said. "You don't want it to end like that, because everybody wants to be the one to do it, to win the World Series. I still think I was the one to do it. Didn't happen."

Think instead first about him being a kid, and the promise of having your entire life in front of you, 19 years old, protected by the great Henry Aaron. It was Henry who promised Johnnie and Christine Baker back in 1967 to always look out for their son. It was Henry who introduced Dusty to the world, jazz clubs and civil rights and the big leagues. It was Dusty who was on deck when Henry hit home run No. 715 that night in April 1974. It was Dusty -- oldest child, Marines platoon leader, big league manager but always heir to Aaron and his dad and the dreams of Robinson -- who was always the prodigy.

Today, the prodigy is gone. Only the adult remains. Dusty Baker is 61 years old and the hell of aging conflicts with his boyish fire for baseball. His dad, Johnnie B. Baker Sr., always a signature presence in the dugouts pregame where his son managed, died in 2009 at the age of 84 from, as Dusty says, "diabetes, high blood pressure, dementia, everything."



This is a resilient team. The more we were tested, the more we came back and won. I kind of believed in July, after the All-Star break.


-- Reds general manager Walt Jocketty

To be the adult means looking ahead and seeing no one ahead of him, no one leading the way. It means walking to the mound to remove a pitcher while talking to your father, who is gone physically, as Baker has done this season.

In November 2001, after a routine checkup, he was diagnosed with prostate cancer. The doctors were aggressive, immediately removing the prostate -- no radiation treatments, no chemotherapy.

"They told me I had to have a PSA [prostate-specific antigen]. They had been charting me, told me it was 1.0, 2.1 and then they told me I spiked to 4.0 [PSA levels under four nanograms per millileter generally indicate the absence of cancer]. It wasn't a huge surprise because all the Baker-Russell men died early," Baker said. "They took out the entire prostate."

The 242 home runs he hit as a player, the three World Series appearances, all the years he walked into a bar and the place -- the women, especially -- went wild, all those years in the clubhouse as a member of the world-class athlete fraternity, all disappeared in the face of his mortality. Baker was the leader of a group of men whose identities are forged on the physical, and accepting the withering effects of cancer -- being unable to maintain an erection, for one -- was a difficult reality to confront.

"It changes your idea of your own manhood. You think you're this macho cat, but you're not," he said. "With some patients, the nerves never come back and you lose your erection permanently. With others, it can come back on its own. I was lucky, some of the nerves returned. Luckily, they have those blue pills these days, knock on wood. People may laugh, but these things mess with your head, make you rethink how you see yourself. You question your whole sense of being.

"Some of the guys used to make fun of me back then -- I'm not ashamed to say it -- because one of the side effects is incontinence. I was walking around wearing a diaper because I couldn't stop peeing all the time. The guys would see those things in my office, look at me and say, 'Are these your diapers?'"

Still, don't forget the slights because they are unimportant. Forget them because, they are today, in the face of disease attacking his body and age taking his family from him, unimportant gnats to be brushed aside. Still, Baker remembers them all, and at times in his office, hours before the Reds will clinch a division title, it requires enormous concentration for him not to think about the member of the Giants ownership team who once sat him down and told him he needed to learn to be "more of a company man." To not think about the fact that he has taken three different teams to the postseason, could win a fourth manager of the year award and yet finds himself constantly hounded by the criticisms of what he supposedly cannot do, that he cannot win with young players or handle pitching staffs.

More painfully, Baker still believes Magowan and the Giants showed a complete lack of compassion regarding his cancer.

"I was diagnosed in November 2001 and cleared in February 2002. I thought that was pretty fast, and yet there were people who were saying that I was asleep, incapable," Baker said. "And I made some choices. Everybody remembers my son Darren being on the field during the World Series and everyone saying that having him on the field was proof that I had gotten too big, that I was a 'celebrity manager.' They said I wore wristbands because I wanted to keep playing. I wear wristbands because I've always worn wristbands. They said I kept a toothpick in my mouth so I could be noticed. I chew on a toothpick to try and quit tobacco. My daughter dumps it out. My son wants me around. He wants me alive until I'm 130.

"But during that year, when every night I wasn't sure if I was going to wake up the next day, I wasn't going to miss an opportunity to see his face. I didn't know how much time I really had left. He was going to be with me at every opportunity, for every day that I had left."


A surprise for everyone

July 8, Philadelphia: The Reds are ranked 21st with a $68 million payroll and before this season hadn't enjoyed a winning season since 1999, when they won 90 games. With most winning clubs living on the margin, seasons are made and broken at critical junctures. The Reds enter Philadelphia for the final four games before the All-Star break with 11 more wins than losses, and the two-time defending National League champion Phillies represent a great test.

"When you're a manager, you have a pretty good idea if you have a shot, and a pretty good idea if you have too many holes," Baker said. "That weekend was the low point."

When it was over, the Phillies -- whom the Reds will play in the National League Division Series, beginning on Wednesday -- had swept the Reds, each game more excruciating than the last. In the opener, the Reds led and lost in 12. In the next game, the Reds led 7-1, gave up six runs in the ninth inning and then Ryan Howard ended it with a two-run homer in the 10th.

The next night, rookie Travis Wood pitched a perfect game into the ninth against Roy Halladay. The Reds lost 1-0 in 11 innings. And in the finale, the Reds lost 1-0 again, swept into the All-Star break.

It appeared to be a nice story, the Reds hanging in contention until the season wore them out. But then Cincinnati won 15 of 22 games after the break.

"It wasn't one moment. It was a series of moments when people thought we were going to crack and we didn't," said Reds outfielder Jonny Gomes. "We went on the road in Seattle, [and] got swept. Those games in Philly were rough. Getting beat by the Cardinals at home was embarrassing, but then we won seven straight. Every time there was a fork in the road, we took the right turn."

Even in September, the Reds closed unimpressively. Against rivals and contenders (St. Louis, Philadelphia, San Diego, Colorado, San Francisco and Atlanta), the Reds were 17-33 on the season. Outside of Cuban phenom Aroldis Chapman, the Reds don't expect to scare anyone -- and yet Cincinnati won more series than any team in baseball.

"I think we did sneak up on a lot of people, especially after St. Louis," Reds general manager Walt Jocketty said, referring to the Aug. 9-11 disaster, when the Cardinals swept the Reds at home. "This is a resilient team. The more we were tested, the more we came back and won. I kind of believed in July, after the All-Star break."

The Reds finished September 12-15, adding suspense to a division race that watched the defending division champion Cardinals finish August and September with a 25-30 record. Still, on the day Baker prayed for his team, Jay Bruce won the division with a first-pitch home run in the bottom of the ninth later that night.

"Now that's how you make the playoffs!" Baker cried during the clubhouse celebration.

That night, awash in victory, the manager drove to a local restaurant, where he was feted as the savior of what had been a moribund franchise. In stopped traffic, revelers noticed the manager and Baker bathed in the evening with the fans -- hugs, handshakes, drinks and pictures with one caveat: That none ever showed up on Facebook.


'A heck of a life'

Away from the champagne spray, the kaleidoscope of influences is apparent on the walls of Baker's office: A commissioned photo of the Native American warrior Tecumseh, photographs of Miles Davis, Henry Aaron, Junior Gilliam and and two of Jackie Robinson. On the far wall is a misty and dreamy drawing of guitar legends: Gregg Allmann, Stevie Ray Vaughan and Jimi Hendrix. Closer to his desk is a photograph from the film "Easy Rider."

The prodigy is long gone and the adult is left. One of his larger paintings is of a healing center in Kauai, Hawaii, from his cancer recovery. The photograph resembles a Mayan temple with beams of rainbows darting through the windows of the shelter.

"That one," he says, "told me everything was going to be all right."

"It changes your outlook. And I want to win the World Series. I hate the question of 'how much longer do I want to do this?' Why would I sell myself short? Joe Torre managed much longer than I. So has Bobby Cox. This is a heck of a life. I've never stopped aspiring, never stopped learning to do this job better. I take pride in being prepared. I take pride in having faith, in myself and in my players. I'm happy.

"Since cancer and my dad, all that other stuff, I try to leave it. This is a life much more fulfilling," Dusty Baker says. "The stars are brighter. And the birds sing louder. I hear them more now than ever."

Howard Bryant is a senior writer for ESPN.com. He is the author of "The Last Hero: A Life of Henry Aaron," "Shut Out: A Story of Race and Baseball in Boston" and "Juicing the Game: Drugs, Power and the Fight for the Soul of Major League Baseball" He can be followed on Twitter at http://twitter.com/hbryant42 or reached at Howard.Bryant@espn.com.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Huntington Music & Arts Festival in the HD

http://www.herald-dispatch.com/entertainment/x1092384513/Inaugural-event-puts-area-bands-in-spotlight

Festival spotlights local music

American Minor reunites to headline the inaugural Huntington Music and Arts Festival starting at noon Saturday at the Ritter Park Amphitheater.
September 29, 2010 @ 07:00 PM

DAVE LAVENDER

The Herald-Dispatch

HUNTINGTON -- Remember those hazy hey-days when rock 'n' roll acts piled by the dozen into Ritter Park Amphitheater?

And when tickets weren't $69.75, and you could pop down a $10 bill to see more than a dozen acts?

Well, come back to the future friends on Saturday, Oct. 2, as the hills hugging the Ritter Park Amphitheater are alive with the eclectic sounds of live music for the first Huntington Music and Arts Festival.

Gates open at noon. Music starts shortly after 1 p.m.

Tickets are $10 advance or $12 at the gate. Kids 10 and under get in free.

The event is alcohol-free. Wristbands are being sold for re-entry during the nearly eight-hour-long festival.

Advance tickets are on sale at Shamrock's Pub, 2050 3rd Ave., or at Happy Camper, 1323 4th Ave., Huntington.

Put together by local musician Ian Thornton, who has booked the music for two years at his brother Shane's Shamrock's Pub across from Marshall University's Joan C. Edwards Stadium, the fest is stuffed with 15 regional bands of all flavors taking to the stage.

Not to miss is a one-night-only reunion of the seminal Southern rock act American Minor, the Bud Carroll-guitar-greased band that was signed to Jive Records (label home to Britney Spears and R. Kelly) and spent a summer playing Bonnaroo as well as opening dates for Tom Petty and The Allman Brothers, before breaking up.

Acoustic acts such as Sasha Colette, Adam Bieniek, Jess Graham and Alex Altizer are tucked between such acts as the Gypsy-jazzed street band, Qiet, regionally-traveling jam-band, Fletcher's Grove, rowdy Eastern Panhandle-based national rockers, The Demon Beat, New Songs Recordings artist Jeff Ellis and Minor, which hasn't been seen out live for nearly five years.

Thornton, who played bass in the pop-rock unit The Love Coats and several other local bands, said the festival idea was birthed because he and others in the scene, felt like more people need to see the high-quality and diverse music being made in Huntington.

While national and regional music stream constantly into Shamrock's and the V Club, Thornton said in a college town many bands don't go on until 11:30 p.m. or midnight.

"We really thought about it and it is so limited to see a good club show," Thornton said. "To see a headliner it might be 1:30 a.m., and there are just so many good bands. It's a bummer to see such good bands playing to a light crowd so we thought maybe it's time to tap into other audiences. There's a lot of music lovers out there whether they are high school kids or families."

Not unlike a Thursday night Pullman Square, this festival atmosphere will be primed with food vendors, including the main vendor, Buddy's All American Bar-B-Que, as well as Happy Camper, The Phone Store, and eight to 10 local visual artists showing off their works.

The fest will have a merchandise booth set up for all the bands, where local fans can get the sometimes hard to find CDs.

Rob Roy, of Family Conspiracy, the Beck-ish rocked-up hip-hop unit that has played at Shamrock's for the past two years, will be shooting a DVD of the festival.

Unlike the Pullman Square concert series, which is often booked with older-skewing acts, this fest is filled entirely with college-age kids in some of West Virginia's best live acts that range from Americana and pure folk to rock 'n' roll of all stripes.

"All of the acts are from West Virginia or the area, and it's not just rock but folk and country and experimental, there really is no style borders," Thornton said. "It's really a chance for people to come out and see what amazing bands our state has to offer."

Thornton said the scene has really gotten deeper and wider with younger bands in the past few years.

"Huntington's always really been such a heavy town, and when the Lovecoats were playing we were one of the only bands playing pop indie rock and so we didn't play with hardly anybody, we learned a three-hour set and would bring Richie Tipton on," Thornton said. "For the past few years being on the other side of it, there is just a lot of stuff springing up and most of them are Marshall kids, and there's just a growing trend of diverse music here in Huntington and it's like crazy, cool stuff like Bad Employee's and Andy (Rivas) and John (McComas) using guitar and turntables and a projector. I think in that aspect Huntington has grown incredibly. I can match bands up when I get out of town bands. There's a lot of different stuff to grab from so it's a lot easier to get shows when there's diversity in town."

Local guitar hero Bud Carroll, who had moved American Minor's home-base to Champaign, Ill., agrees.

Carroll, who'd been playing in clubs around here since he was 15, has been back for the past five years fully submerged in the scene playing guitar with dozens of bands, producing and recording in his Huntington studio, and honing his Southern Souls unit up to razor-sharp national level where they've played Mountain Stage and started to travel all over the region.

"I'm finding out about new stuff all the time, and having a studio people are reaching out to me that I would have never heard of otherwise," Carroll said. " We're playing a lot on Fridays and Saturdays and so I might not be able to see everything happening but I think the scene is really good, especially some of the standouts like Sasha (Colette) and Jeff (Ellis), and not I'm not just saying that, even if I wasn't doing anything with them I would still be out checking them out."

Add to that list some of his favorites like Pillow Talk (former members of Ladybird), the Librarians out of Morgantown, the Reptals, out of Huntington, Fletcher's Grove (out of Huntington and Morgantown) and Carroll said he thinks the scene is getting really strong like it was back in 2000-2001 when Calamity Cafe was fired up and Complete Strangers were prowling and Bobaflex was breaking.

Carroll said seeing so much energy for creating original songs has kept him fueled.

"Anytime somebody is playing I like to go out and check out what they are doing," Carroll said. "It's important for me to know just for myself and for remaining creative to go out and see what somebody else is doing. That gives you a whole new perspective on what you are doing and it helps you get really excited about what you are doing when you see somebody else and so many other great bands."

Carroll, who just played the Loud and Local stage at X-Fest, said the Huntington Music and Arts Festival seemed like the perfect time to do a reunion of American Minor, a band that started up playing places like Calamity Cafe, before honing its game to national tours that hit mega festivals like Sturgis (the world's largest biker rodeo), and playing with bands such as the Drive-By Truckers.

"When Ian decided to put this on we talked about a headliner and a couple of the guys are still local so we talked about it and we didn't want to veer away from the West Virginia thing so we thought it was the perfect opportunity," Carroll said to get the band back together. "Before American Minor we were all playing a lot of all-ages rock and punk shows, so this kind of show made a lot of sense."

Carroll, the bass player, Dwight Young, "Bruno," one of the head chefs at Huntington Prime, and Josh Knox, the drummer, have been working up the songs while Minor's other members, Josh Gragg, the other guitarist, and vocalist Rob McCutcheon are coming in from Pittsburgh and New York to play the show.

"You forget how special those times were and not that it was anything pivotal in the great scheme of things, but in our lives, it was pivotal and you realize how much it meant," Carroll said. "Within the span of the time we were together, we were together constantly and went through the best of times and the worst of times, and that comes through in the music. There's a tightness that is ingrained. I hadn't played anything for about half a decade and it comes right back because we played so many shows and practiced so much. My mind hasn't even calculated it yet and my hand just goes to the right place."

Carroll said for the fest they only wish that could have put even more bands on the bill, but hopes that the all-ages fest will inspire the next generation of musicians who may be seeing some of these bands for the first time.

"We've always had places like Common Grounds and Night Owls for people to get their starts and we truly need that," Carroll said. "Hopefully this is another link in that chain of tradition. This is something that 10 years from now, maybe some younger kids who are there will be doing something similar and maybe they'll see some bands that inspired them to go on and do something."

If you go: Huntington Music and Arts Festival
WHAT: The first Huntington Music and Arts Festival

WHERE: Ritter Park Amphitheater, located in the hills of Ritter Park above the tennis courts.

WHEN: Gates open at noon and music starts shortly after 1 p.m. Saturday, Oct. 2

HOW MUCH: $10 advance at Shamrock's Pub, 2050 3rd Ave., and Happy Camper, 1323 4th Ave., Huntington. Tickets are $12 day of show. Free for children ages 10 and under.

ON THE WEB: Go online at www.hmafestival.com to listen to the bands playing the festival.

THE SCHEDULE: 1:10 p.m. Deadbeats and Barkers; 1:50 p.m. Family Conspiracy; *Alex Altizer; 2:30 p.m. Sly Roosevelt; *Adam Bieniek; 3:10 p.m. Universes; *Jess Graham; 3:50 p.m. Pillow Talk; *Richie Tipton; 4:30 p.m. Qiet; *Sasha Colette; 5:10 p.m. Fletcher's Grove; 5:50 p.m. The Demon Beat; 5:45 p.m. Jeff Ellis; 7:45 p.m. American Minor. *Acoustic in between sets.

WHAT ELSE: A variety of local art booths as well as soda and food vendors including: Buddy's All-American Bar-B-Que

THE AFTER PARTY: Shamrock's Pub, 2050 3rd Ave., is hosting the official after-party with Bud Carroll and the Southern Souls, Sasha Colette & the Magnolias, and Attack Flamingo.

LOCAL FEST ON DECK: Local jam-band Genuine Junk Band is hosting its fourth annual Junk Jam Fest in Cannonsburg, Ky., on Nov. 5-6. Acts include: Genuine Junk Band, Mark Smith, Tyler Kesling, Aaron Lewis, Sasha Colette, Deadbeats and Barkers, Eazy, Zack Kouns, The Judy Chops, The Neverly Brothers and The G-TONES. Go online at www.myspace.com/genuinejunkband for more info.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Nate & Reevis on the news!

Doing what we do best...standing in the background, eating and drinking...He's the bald guy with the Ohio shirt...I'm eating a piece of cookie-cake and wearing a We Are...Marshall shirt...

Click below for the video...

Tornado Relief at Battle for the Bell

I hate to say this, but Courtney Love looks good...

Doesn't even look like the same person, but it's Courney Love...She says it's all natural (I don't believe that)...




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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Lynyrd Skynyrd is Dead...

I mean Leonard Skinner...

Looks like he needs to trim his hair!



http://www.baltimoresun.com/entertainment/sns-ap-us-obit-skynyrd-inspiration,0,7172773.story

JACKSONVILLE, Fla. (AP) — Leonard Skinner, the basketball coach and gym teacher who inspired the name of the Southern rock band Lynyrd Skynyrd, died Monday in Florida, his daughter said. He was 77.

Skinner died in his sleep at the St. Catherine Laboure Manor in Jacksonville, where he had been living for about a year, his daughter Susie Moore said. Skinner had Alzheimer's disease.

He was working at Robert E. Lee High School in Jacksonville in the late 1960s when he sent a group of students to the principal's office because their hair was too long. Those students later formed a band, using a variation of Skinner's name for their own.

Monday, September 20, 2010

MASCOT FIGHT! Ohio & Ohio State

I think mascot fights are one of the gayest things ever. Seriously, two grown men wearing oversized costumes and getting into fights, while wearing the oversized costume?

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Dumbass's Mugshot

Mugshot and booking information of the dumbass that ran onto the field during the Marshall-WVU game Friday night.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Fan Getting Taken Out

Rumor on some message boards is that this was a WVU fan who put on MU gear before running onto the field during the Marshall/WVU Friends of Coal Bowl -- who knows (I really don't believe it)...

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Slash: The Productive Junkie

Cool article on Slash from cnn.com

http://edition.cnn.com/2010/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/24/slash.talkasia/#fbid=yH0D_M4PphW&wom=false

Slash: 'I was a productive junkie'

(CNN) -- He's the rock demigod who lives and breathes music, but whose heart beats thanks in part to a pacemaker.

The former Guns N' Roses guitarist, whose real name is Saul Hudson, is probably the most recognizable man in rock 'n' roll. Yet beneath the mane of curly locks and leather top hat is a devoted musician who kicked a drug and alcohol addiction because it was getting in way of the music.

"I was a productive junkie ... I was driven by music. I did have these distractions, but I managed to be functional as best as I possibly could," he told CNN.

"What helped clean me up at the end of the day was the fact that, after a while, it started to get in the way of being able to do what it is I wanted to do... I've done more in the last four years than I could have possibly done if I was still using," he continued.

Since leaving Guns N' Roses in 1996 -- "As I walked out it was a huge weight off my shoulders" -- he's produced his own material, collaborated with numerous musicians and was the driving force behind supergroup Velvet Revolver, a band he's trying to revive once again.

He fixed his place in the pantheon of rock stars during his time with Guns N' Roses ("If I wasn't in that band, it would have been my favorite band") and it's been almost 15 years since he spoke to lead singer Axl Rose after their much-publicized split.

However, the idea of a Guns N' Roses reunion isn't completely out of the question.

"I used to be very sort of negative about it 'cause I just don't see it happening," he said, "but at the same time you just never know. No efforts have been made to try and do anything about it so I guess you just leave it to chance. Maybe it will; maybe it won't."

While a potential reunion might please thousands of fans, Slash is looking forward to Velvet Revolver and other projects, despite the music scene experiencing what he calls "a very weird time."

"This whole thing with the internet being the mainstay of the industry at this point is taking a lot of adjusting and it hasn't really settled yet," he told CNN.

"[A] certain energy and a certain attitude and that to me is very rock and roll. And that seems to be lacking in commercial music, especially in commercial rock and roll right now. I'm sure there's a lot of guys out there who have it all together but then they can't get a record deal."

Monday, August 9, 2010

Man Caught with Pants Down and an Armless Mannequin in Public Park

The one thing that this story leaves out is the fact that this guy has an awesome beard.



From WSAZ.com:

UPDATE 8/9/10 @ 12:10 p.m.
KANAWHA COUNTY, W.Va. (WSAZ) -- The Kanawha County Sheriff's Office tell WSAZ.com Campbell was spotted in the park just before 9 a.m. Sunday.

When Deputy Middleton ordered Campbell to stop, Campbell replied, "Just trying to have a little fun."

In a press release, the Kanawha County Sheriff's Office says they "have yet to interview the mannequin, so they are unsure if it was picked up off the street or the two met for a date in the park, however the mannequin is now being held as evidence."

Campbell is still being held on at the South Central Regional Jail on a $2,500 bond.

Keep clicking on WSAZ.com for the latest information.



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ORIGINAL STORY 8/8/10
KANAWHA COUNTY, W.Va. (WSAZ) -- A man is behind bars for committing "lewd acts" with a mannequin in a public park Sunday morning.

According to the Kanawha County Sheriff's Department, 61-year-old Eddie M. Campbell from Belle was caught at Booker T. Washington Memorial Park in Malden with his shirt off and his pants around his ankles.

Deputies say Campbell was sitting on a park bench with an armless mannequin on his lap, holding it with one hand -- pleasuring himself with the other.

When the deputy identified himself, Campbell stopped, pushed the mannequin off him and pulled his pants up.

All of this happened in a residential area and close to a church, according to Deputies.

Campbell has been charged with indecent exposure. He gave up his right to have an attorney represent him during arraignment

Campbell is in the South Central Jail on a $2,500 cash only bond.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

The Planet's Miss Rally Real Rock Bikini Contest Sash

I wanted to show it off with a bikini on...




Monday, July 26, 2010

New Marshall Football Helmets

Back to the white, but now with a "rounded" "M."

Like or don't like?

I dig it. Better than the green ones, in which we only won half of our games...



Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Dick In Huntington

Andy Dick back in Huntington

From the Herald Dispatch (http://www.hdonline.com/).








Andy Dick case goes to grand jury

June 29, 2010 @ 11:58 AM
CURTIS JOHNSON
Herald-Dispatch.com

HUNTINGTON — Evidence in Andy Dick’s sexual abuse case will be considered by a West Virginia grand jury.

That was the decision of Cabell County Magistrate John McCallister. The judge found there was enough evidence to reject a defense argument to dismiss the case.

The nationally known comedian appeared Tuesday, June 29 in Cabell County Magistrate Court for a preliminary hearing.

Dick, 44, of South Pasadena, Calif., was arrested Jan. 23 and charged with two counts of first-degree sexual abuse. The charges are linked to allegations that the comedian groped two men at Rum Runners, a nightclub at 819 3rd Ave.

A March 22 hearing was postponed until Tuesday based upon an argument from the victims' attorney that his clients were not subpoenaed. Therefore, a motion stated they could not attend.

The victims are a 33-year-old bar security guard from Ashland, Ky., and a 24-year-old bar patron from Catlettsburg, Ky.

Dick has been remains free on a $60,000 bond.

Dick has said there are two sides to every story, according to a Jan. 23 message posted at Twitter. He is represented by Los Angeles attorney Mark J. Geragos, and locally by Marc Williams and Robert Massie.

Geragos’ client list has included actress Winona Ryder, pop star Michael Jackson and former congressman Gary Condit.

The Jan. 23 allegations occurred as Dick visited Huntington for performances at the Funny Bone Comedy Club in Pullman Square.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Ultimate Man Room Stuff

Let's take a look at some of the "stuff" apart of the Ultimate Man Room, courtesy of Daydreams & Night Things...

Friday, June 4, 2010

Gary Coleman's Casket



It already has his name on it.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Modern Family Mom's Breastfeeding Boobs?!

Julie Bowen, the mom from Modern Family (also from Happy Gilmore), went on the George Lopez Show and talked about breast-feeding her twin boys...at the same time, and she brought a picture to show how she does it! I can't tell if this is hot or just effed up...I'm thinking effed up.






Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The Planet Bottle Koozies

I really want to test mine out this afternoon!




Friday, May 14, 2010

Funnybone Comedy Club Memorabilia

This is a collector's item -- let me know if you would like to purchase one.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Green Day: Rip This Joint

With the Rolling Stones rereleasing their classic Exile On Mainstreet Album, it's "Exile On Mainstreet Week" on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, and to kick the week off Green Day performed "Rip This Joint." It's pretty killer...





Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Kid Gets Tasered.



To sum it up, the kid is 17, ran onto the field during a Philly's game, got tasered by a cop. The kid looks like a dumbass -- he probably deserved to be tasered before he even walked into the stadium. Here's the video:







Safe!!!!!!

Monday, April 12, 2010

Two Surgeries Later...

*WARNING: This blog is descriptive and bloody, and has bloody pictures. Don't say it's gross, because you've been warned.
Holy cow, what a week and a half. I'm going to attempt to explain why I haven't been at work or on the air in since March 31! After you read this, you'll either understand, or just think I'm a pussy -- either is fine!

I had endoscopic sinus surgery Thursday April 1 (it was one of the worst April Fool's Days ever!). I've been dealing with sinus problems for five+ years, and I have literally had the same sinus infection since October. Medications weren't doing anything so the doctor recommended surgery.
I was nervous about the surgery, but I did a lot of reading about it and asked a lot of questions, and decided it would be for the best. I was most concerned with the recovery. People have told me they were down and out for as little as four days, or as many as two weeks. I thought to myself -- I'm tough, I'll be back by Tuesday at the latest. However, as program director of the station, I did my best to cover everything for a full week after the surgery (that wasn't even enough).

So they did surgery on Thursday April 1, and I came out of it feeling ok. There's a picture of me in the recovery room. I just had this bandage thing taped up under my nose, that had to be changed out a bunch on the first day. It was just dripping blood non-stop.


There's another nice picture of me without the bandage on.



Once I got home, I felt ok. I just napped a bunch, had a little food. Not too bad. Friday was pretty good too. My family did an awesome job of taking care of me. Saturday, more of the same. Sunday is maybe when things started to go down hill.

Sunday was Easter Sunday, and I decided not to go to church (that was probably the problem!). After church, my wife picked me up and I went to her folks' house for one of two Easter Sunday dinners. I just sat around, ate, and sat around. Then, we went up to my parents house. Same thing, sat around, ate, watched the kids have a little Easter Egg Hunt. I was on my feet a bunch -- I thought I was feeling fine. Maybe I did too much?

Here's our family Easter picture -- I like the last year's picture better.
Monday. One of the worst days. I woke up early to go pee, and then I just started gushing blood. GUSHING. I could feel it coming down the back of my throat, then it started pouring out of my nose. I was freaking out, so I called the doctor, and he told me to do a couple of things, and if it happened again, call back. There's a picture of a my sink. Well, the rest of the day was normal -- not too many more problems, until late that night.



It happened again -- just started gushing blood. Worse than the first time. I had so much blood, my father-in-law saw my sink and bathtub and thought it looked like we had butchered a horse. Yeah. So we called the doctor, and he told us to get to the emergency room.

That's me at the emergency room. It sucked. To stop the bleeding, they stuck these tampon looking things up my nose -- dude, they were long. Then, they pumped them full of water to expand! I really thought I was at one of Dick Cheney's torture centers. It kind of worked, but then it messed up some of the structural stuff from the first surgery.
Here's a close up with the things up my nose -- you can't really see how big they are, but look at how big my nostril's are!



So, they gave me an I.V. and a room at the hospital at like 4 a.m., and then I sneezed, and it started gushing blood again -- not as bad as the first or second times, but it was gushing. So, early Tuesday morning, my doctor came in to do surgery again! What the hell?! Two surgeries? This one was to stop the bleeding, and to repair where the tampon things messed stuff up.

Woke up from surgery some time later the morning, and they kept me in the hospital another night. Keep in mind, my goal was to be back at work on Tuesday! I was also going to be on a panel about broadcast journalism at Marshall on Thursday that I was really looking forward to! That wasn't going to happen!

After they took my blood a bunch of time, and pumped me full of antibiotics, they sent me home on Wednesday. It was like I was back to square one! Just rested a bunch on Thursday, went to the doctor for a checkup on Friday.

Saturday, I felt awesome. Not too much pain, not too much nausea (that was something I was dealing with a lot, too). I even took my daughter for a walk to get some ice cream (that was awesome!), and gave her a bath later that night! Maybe I did too much again, because Sunday sucked!

I had been dealing with nausea a bunch, but never puked or anything like that, until Sunday. I threw up like four times Sunday. It sucked! I called the doctor, and he said it was from all the blood and mucus going down my throat into my stomach! Great. He said to take some motion sickness medicine. I took some of that, took a nap, and woke up around 10 p.m., and actually felt pretty good.

Monday rolled around, and well, here I am! Back at the station. Not on the air -- gonna try to do that tomorrow. Just trying to get caught up today!
So there you go. Hopefully it wasn't too gross for you. If you want more gross? Come over and watch me do one of my sinus rinses -- those are REALLY gross!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

St. Panty's Day 2010 T-Shirt


Panties not included.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Pour Guy: Rejected on Valentine's Day

However, the more I see it, the more I think it might have been a setup.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

New UK Uniform's? New way to spell Kentucky?

Are the Cats getting new uniforms? Coach Calipari tweeted this picture and said at a photo shoot for Slam Dunk magazine that will be out in March. My question is, how is Kentucky spelled on John Wall's uniform? Looks like "KENTCUKY"? Is it John Wall's way of saying he's leaving after this year, as in "C-U KY"??????

Other than the misspelling, what do you think?

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Father-Son Fight at the Lawrence County Demolition Derby

Today we're playing "Have You Ever?" And the question is, have you ever been in a fight with a family member? We've received some good calls, but Catliff called to say he had been in a fight with his dad, at the Lawrence County Demolition Derby, and he said there was even video proof on YouTube.

I've saved you the time from having to search for it. The fight starts about :22 into the video. Pretty good stuff, enjoy:

Monday, February 1, 2010

Planet Bowl I

I'm looking forward to Planet Bowl II this Sunday at the End Zone in Ironton...Here are some of the highlights (and low-lights) of last year's inaugural Planet Bowl I. Enjoy.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Andy Dick & Jonathan Kraft Photos

Today we'll be chatting with Jonathan Kraft, the guy in all of the pictures with Andy Dick that have made their way up to www.tmz.com. Jonathan is a first-hand witness as to everything that happened at Rum Rummers in Huntington, where Andy Dick was arrested. We'll also be chatting with Tom Knight, the D.J. at Rum Runners, who also has an interesting perspective. Below are the pictures of Kraft (in the blue shirt) and Dick.










And just for fun, here is the mugshot from the Western Regional Jail.



































Thursday, January 21, 2010

Hey Huggins, Heckling is a Part of Life

Lot to get to in this post, including: heckling Bob Huggins, how he called some Marshall fans a "piece of shit" and asked us if we wanted "a piece of this," and how even I get heckled, so stay with me:

Last night was the annual Capital Classic between Marshall and WVU. It is my favorite sporting event every year, and one of those reasons is, I get to heckle WVU coach Bob Huggins the whole game...

Now, I keep it classy, I don't cuss, but I sit on the second row right at half court so I've got a direct shot to Huggins' ears. I just made fun of his weight (his gut is huge!), his dressing skills (a pullover isn't professional, but again, having to button that top button would be tough for the guy), his D.U.I. while at Cincinnati, I called him Nancy Zimpher a few times (she was the president at Cincinnati who had it out for him and fire him), and I called him Elvis every now and then (we'll get to that later).

I also wasn't the only person doing this -- pretty much every Marshall fan around me was on him, yelling the same things.

Well, with about 15 seconds left in the game, WVU had the game wrapped up, somebody about three rows up from me yelled something at him. I don't remember it being anything horrible, but it set Bobby off and he clearly mouthed "you want a piece of this?" Then, pointed to himself and his area, and said it again "you want a piece of this?" When the buzzer sounded at the end of the game, he went to shake the Marshall players and coaches' hands, he was still looking up at us and clearly said "you piece of shit."

It doesn't end there! The fans stayed on him after this because of his immature reactions, and he had to be held back by as assistant coach! Then, he was pointing at us to a public safety officer/police officer/security guard, whatever you want to call it!

Need proof that this happened: http://www.thedaonline.com/sports/west-virginia-marshall-rivalry-heats-up-in-annual-capital-classic-1.1079947.

The only thing wrong with the article is, it had nothing to do with the student section -- it was the alumni baby!

Here's what I think the craziest part of all of this is: Huggins has won something like 600 games, obviously, he knows what he's doing on the court, and he's been coaching for like 40 years. But, how is he going to let a few Marshall fans yelling the same things I'm sure he's heard ever since the D.U.I. and after he's packed on the weight get to him? He's making like $2 million a year and he can't deal with a few fans? The guy is going to have another heart attack! I would have loved to have seen him enter the stands and get in a fight -- let him get fired again!

So now to my next point: Heckling is a part of life. It is. My close friends will make fun of me for this next part, but that's fine. I was a student manager for the Marshall basketball team while I was in school, and when we traveled on the road, one of my game-time duties was setting the stools out on the court for the players to sit on during time outs. One year, we played at Winthrop (who was a good team at the time -- went to the NCAA tournament like 6 straight years!). There were probably about 2,000 people in the crowd, but you could hear every word from every person.

Well, the first time out gets called, and I get up do my job, pick up the stools, and start to set them out on the court. While I'm doing this, I hear a fan up in the stands shout, "Stools? What the hell is this, a camp out?" That was only the beginning. For the next 35 minutes of basketball, I was "Stool Boy." Even the freaking cheerleaders were making fun of me, calling Stool Boy -- the cheerleaders! I'm supposed to be making fun of them!

I won't lie -- it sucked. The game is going on, and Winthrop has the ball, Marshall has the ball, and I'm still being heckled as Stool Boy.

Did I react? No. I just took it, because that's what I had to do. But then guess what happened? We won the game! There's not much of a better feeling than being heckled an entire basketball game, and then hearing the final buzzer go off, with your team in the lead! It made the bus ride home a lot better, and I was able to joke about it too (some of our players heard them yelling at me, and were joking about me being the legendary "Stool Boy.")

Our coach then, Greg White, was heckled at every school where we played! Ohio, Bowling Green, Central Michigan -- it didn't matter. Did he ever react? No. Did he ever even say anything about it after the game? Nope. He just took it, because it's a part of life, and sometimes part of the job.

I even get heckled now in my job. Yeah, it's true! Working in radio will get you some hecklers. Prank phone calls. You might get yelled at while on site broadcasting. You even get heckled on message boards. Do I react, no. It's just a part of life.

But, how does a Bob Huggins, who has more to lose than I do, respond to fans and asks "do you want a piece of this?"

Last point: So I called Huggins Elvis. Why? Because the guy looks like Elvis (and to the King of Rock and Roll, I'm sorry I'm insulting you by comparing you to Bob Huggins). Need evidence?
OK:





15,000 Huggins Fans Can't Be Wrong.
Actually -- he looks more like Fat Elvis (again, sorry King):





And just for fun:


After police officers from vomit on his car door, a watery-eyed Huggins politely asked the nice police officer, "do you know who I am?" Too bad he was an Xavier fan.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Adam "The Hitman" Mays

Undeafeated professional MMA fighter -- fighting in the first ever professional MMA fight apart of Spartan Fighting Championship, this Friday night at 9 p.m. at the National Guard Armory in Ashland.

This guy is a BEAST, and we'll be chatting with him today (Wednesday Jan. 20) around 3 p.m. Watch the highlight reel of the guy:

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Dick Loves the Cats

Dick Vitale says UK has the best coach and the best player...

http://www.usatoday.com/sports/college/columnist/vitale/2010-01-11-vitale-midseason_N.htm

C-A-T-S!!! CATS!!!CATS!!!CATS!!!

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Check My Brain

Here's the CT Scan of my FACE and of my BRAIN (mainly the doctor is just looking at my sinuses though).



Pretty cool, huh?