“The summer came upon the country like a conqueror.” ― W Somerset Maugham

Hello.

Lots has been going down since last we spoke. We can condense it down to we're all still here and we're still having a great time. Lots of really good local releases have been coming out lately, and we've begun the process of kicking fireworks, but like most drugs, relapse is a part of recovery but we're on a path now and hopefully we will end up ok. Summer is here and between swims and and shows, we're listening to a whole hell of alot of Ray Parker Jr.

Cause that shit rules.

 Went and saw the Golden Boys the other night. They hadn't played in a while. It's also been a while since they seemed happy to be playing, so it was a really good time. Wes Coleman learned to shred while he's been off crooning with his feelings or whatever and Nay Nay still twirls 'stache better than anyone in the game. 

We sold the chair. We've replaced it with a stool for singer/songwriters/intense feeling havers. For a mere 3 dollars a minute we will let you sit on the stool and bombard us with whatever "serious" and "heartfelt" thing you got. Consider us like Kerrville Folk Fest, just minus all the support for your craft and all that. Here we have Mack (who is back, still black and off the crack) demonstrating.

Typical. Tonooch lookin all Outsiders and shit, Spot wearing a hat that says  " Wet Tacos" and Liz, being all lizzed out. Have fun in Chicago, Liz.

 The blog dude got really, really upset during game 2 of the Spurs playoffs. So mad that he broke a gift from his friend Brett. 

 Ultimately, it all turned out ok. GO SPURS GO.

   

 

 If you dont have plans for Saturday, you should go to this, because it should be fun. 

Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!" Robin Williams

March is here and so is SXSW. Lots of people are upset and angry about a bunch of jerks coming to our town and partying way too hard and being annoying and that's totally fine. We all party way too hard and act annoyingly all year long and since we're not on vacation, its not going to be that different for us, it's just that for this week we get to see all of our rowdy friends at the same time. We like SXSW. Dos Equis gave us 3000 beers for SXSW so we really like it. Here's some quick snaps from some other parties we had recently.

 Ish's birthday cake. Some found it rude to use his middle name on his birthday cake, but whatever.

 This is the crowd from Nick's birthday party. Look at Lauren Darcy.

 Plutonium Farmers, mid rock. These guys are really good .

 Mitch and Mark "Tonooch" Tonucci have quickly become the shops number one Power Party Couple. This isn't a shot of them at a specific party, this is them all the time.

Wes Coleman and his feelings or whatever.

OK. Here's what we have going for SXSW. We don't have a thursday day show. We're open to having one if someone wants to rent us out, but we're also fine with just chilling till the night show. Lots of interesting and important people to run around with you know?

Wednesday March 13 - Burger Records
 11:00 – GLITZ
11:30 - TYRANIS
12:00 - VISION
12:30 - ENJOY
 1:00 - JUNIPER RISING
1:30 - NU SENSAE
 2:00 - AUDACITY
 2:30 - SHANNON AND THE CLAMS
 3:00 – TASHAKI MIYAKI
 3:30 – SAM FLAX
 4:00 – JAILL
 4:30 – SUMMER TWINS
 5:15 - FLETCHER C JOHNSON
 6:00 - BURNT ONES
 6:45 – THE MEMORIES
 7:30 - NIGHT BEATS
 8:15 - GAP DREAM
 9:00 - THE GO
9:45 -
10:30 – PANGEA
11:15 – NATURAL CHILD
 12:00 – APACHE

Thursday March 14 - Ping Pong Booking Thursday Night Show Case

630 to Midnight - Jaill, John Wesley Coleman and More!


Friday March 15th  - Monofonus Press

1:00 Blind Shake (Minneapolis, MN)
1:50 Marriage (Austin, TX)
2:40 Thee Open Sex (Bloomington, IN)
3:00 Tim Kerr and friends (Parking lot set)
3:45 Spray Paint (Austin, TX)
4:30 Useless Eaters (Nashville, TN)
5:15 Destruction Unit (Tempe, AZ)
6:00 Lenz (Oakland, CA)

Cake Shop/Capeshok
11:30 PART TIME
10:30 CALIFORNIA X
9:30 TV GHOST
8:50 PERMANENT COLLECTION
8:10 GRANDMA’S BOYFRIEND
7:10 WAXAHATCHEE
6:30 DEAD ANGLE

Saturday March 16th

Sonic Vault Austin

Noon-12:30PM
Doubters
12:50PM-1:20AM
Oak is Keeping
1:40PM-2:10PM
The Boxing Lesson
2:30PM-3PM
Residual Kid
3:20PM-3:50PM
eetsFEATS
4:10PM-4:40PM
Thunderosa
5PM-6PM
Lord Buffalo


12xu
Dino's Boys - 7:15
Burnt Skull - 8:00
G. Green - 8:50
Obnox - 9:40
Sweet Talk - 1030
Unholy Two - 11:20



Cool. See ya! Just because we have beer, that doesn't mean you don't have to bring some.

Good things happen to those who hustle. Anais Nin

All sorts of weird ass shit has been happening around the shop lately. Spring is in the air and all the little boys are girls are bumpin uglies like there's no tomorrow (who knows, there might not be) here's a few scenes from recent weeks.

We had a noise show and some dude brought 2 HOOKAHS for all of us to enjoy. As with most things, Mitch enjoyed them more that most.

Poker night, also getting weird. The reason for the sequined ass isn't important, just know that Phil "I wore mesh and I felt alive" Dunne aint fazed. At all.

After the Creationist release show, Ish got fucked up and Spot was none too pleased. But after that....

Nick went to see the Geto Boys and he met Scarface like a damn champ.

Later that week. Some dramatic photography of some dramatic drunks took place. We always see this shit whenever we leave the shop. 

Then we made DIY magnetic poetry. The wigger god, Elliot, is manning our new instagram account (@trailerspacerecords) and our Twitter (@trailer_space) check us out there if you feel the need.

"I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks." William Shakespeare

In our last blog post I said I would try to make these things more regular. Well, the Spurs have been having a strong season that has been wrought with problems in the post so that has been getting most of my attention...also I'm lazy. Since you're surely sitting somewhere starting to get bored with someone so I thought today would be a good day to check in. Merry Christmas to those in celebration. Hopefully all others are having a great day off and are irreparably drunk. 

Things around the shop have been going well. Rumors have been going around about our doors closing and our detractors will be sad to know, this is not the case. Max V from the Fleshlights threw a benefit show for us to help out the shop. Things are going alright but we need a little extra cash to fix our trusty little Public Address system and our roof.  The P.A has been strong, is has weathered the storm of 1000's of beers being flung at it and being pumped too loud by emo bands. The P.A. gracefully ignores scoffs from noise bands and hip hop acts who want nothing more than to plug weird shit into it be way louder than necessary. The Roof on the other hand is literally a soggy and wet mess, a cowering and leaky whiner who hates all weather. Rain, shine, cold or hot the roof is pissed about it and needs some fixing. Big thanks to Foreign Mothers, Dead Space, 60 Minute Man and Debt for playing and to Hotel Vegas for hosting. Lots of love to Max Vandever and everybody involved with the shop for making our existence possible.

Other than that, we've been here. Picking up some new records. Watching bands play and drinking all sorts of weird shit. Attilla has been partying pretty hard, so there's fun to be had and records to buy.  Come over and bring some beer. 

here's some photos from the benefit by Alison Eden Copeland. Check her out at www.alisoneden.com

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Yazzie and Alfie. Candid shot, they always look like that.

Quin and Holly. A beautiful pair of soon to be parents. Shut up Dad.

Jason and Jared. Another Candid shot.

Spot, Ish, Jackson and Mitch. Nuff Said.

Waldorf: You know, the opening is catchy. Statler: So is smallpox.

 Got a bunch of Music VHS in the shop. That  JSBE tape is autographed.

 Half Mile Fox Fur. Some of our favorite dorks. Seen here rocking in a style that gives a big shout out to Rap Rock.

 But its cool, we still back them.

 Aly with the art shot maaaaan.

 Mack came into town the other day to say hey and go get a 5 dollar blow job. Here he is sandwitched between Statler and Waldorf

 Church Shoes, mid rock. 

 Dikes of Holland. This pic was taken right before Statler ruined it for everybody by setting off literally 1000 black cats in the shop. Last time we checked, he is still not sorry for doing this.

Atilla, smashing the game silly with his smooth, smooth ways.

These are a few of the things that have been happening at the shop since we last checked in. The changing weather and the new NBA season has kept our intrepid blogger busy with the outside and the TV, but rest assured that this will become a weekly thing again. Unless the Spurs go deep, then who the fuck knows. 

Hostility comes from loneliness, from not seeing yourself like a drop falling into the ocean of humanity like everyone else. Mehmet Oz

Football is back and we couldn't be happier. We are aware that some of the readers don't care for football but we don't really care for Hickey or the Descendants so that's cool. 

We're all waiting for the Cowboys to start blowing it (ed. note -  I am a huge fan of both the Cowboys and reality, so just wait for it, it's going to happen) and we're really hoping that living embodiment of a sports movie, the Baltimore Ravens go all the way this year. We love football because believe it or not, there's alot of beauty hidden between the pads and grunts you see on the TV. When a play is executed properly its like watching a poem made out of leathery flesh being performed by 11 men who are working together to occupy, annoy, beat down and piss off another 11 men. Getting that many people to accomplish something TOGETHER is amazing to watch. That's not to say that Football is occupied by a bunch of Keats quoting dandies; the game is filled to the brim with some of the most incredible dumb asses on the planet and they are pretty fun to watch.

Since we saw you last, we've been on TV (https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=1n8e2UqHbw4 we pop up at about 8:20) and our poker game has been getting quite lively. Our summers are usually like a party that few people attend as far as the record selling goes, but that always changes with the weather. Strong are we in our position as the premier hangout spot for the lonely drunk who really needs to hide in a place where chicks will not be. We are very strong in that.

The best thing about being on TV was that the show seemed to catch us in the act of doing what we're here for. Technically, yes we are here to sell records but beyond that, we're a place for any and anyone who loves music and just needs a place to be. That's why we have Shows, Poker games, Birthday parties and Sports watching gatherings. That's why if you wanna come over and stand there and lurk while we talk shit to each other, you can (as long as you bring beer) We feel we are here to sell you the best records we can and a good price and to foster a sense of community and fun for anyone who wants to belong to something and have a good time. We're not here to judge anyone. We might do that, but hey, we drink...cut us some slack.

Dick.

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it. ~Russel Baker

Olympic Fever gripped the shop quite firmly this year. World class Table Tennis and the back end of the Spanish Beach Volleyball Team captivated our hearts, minds and imaginations. Olympic executives like to talk about the unifying qualities of the games but they fail to mention how infuriating they are as well. Trampoline is lame, fencing is lame and to all those who think horse dancing is a sport, we got some ocean front property in Arizona to sell to you...cheap. Now that the great games are over, and we're done watching Kobe Bryant hit on volleyball girls, we're sitting around and quietly reminiscing about the summer that's fading as quickly and as beautifully as it came....

That was a total lie. Now that the Olympics are over we're discussing Football and insulting each other. The day to day is the same but the nights are still fun around here. We've had a flood of good new local records and a bunch of weird tapes come in the shop, come on down and check us out. Untill then, here are some random photos from the past month or 2 or 3...

ST37 in action. These are guys are a pleasure to be around and a pleasure to listen to. In fact, as a writer, I find it pleasurable to even be writing about them. Ahh pleasure.

So our buddy Mitch is basically a 15 year old girl trapped in the body of a totally kick ass trucker who is always down to party. We decided to throw him a quinceanera (that's a coming of age party for a girl, for the culturally unfortunate among the readership) to try and man him up. We got Selena e los Burritos to play and we got him a cake with his face on it. We threw it at him.

Here we have Spot explaining to Mitch that this better be the last goddamn time we see his ass in a dress. Ish is yelling...Ish is always yelling.

This is Team Next from Austin. We're putting them on the blog because they wrote this line:

"You sitting there, tryin to get by...Im sitting here, trying to stay high."

Coming next time...we're gonna talk about tapes, tape and grapes.