BENEFIT SHOW NIGHT 1 REPORT

all photos by the lovely Renate Winter

We love shenanigans here at the shop, in an effort to corrupt youth and increase the discomfort of others, the shop has decided to do a 2 day benefit show to bring Spot's kids to Austin for a few weeks this summer. For those of you lucky enough to see the 2 hellions in action last year, you will be pleased to know that a year and some puberty has done well for the boys and they are slowly becoming fucked up young men. For those who haven't met Taylor and Tanner, be warned, and don't get mad if they tell you to do something nasty with your lady, you know you were already thinking about doing it before they said it. Here's a photo report from night 1.

HOLY SHIT MAN IT'S BENEFIT SHOW DAY

John and Single Guy, reminiscing about the past. Or making fun of a punk in the present?

A Giant Dog was up first

They were giving it all they got. BUHLEEDAT.

Kenna is the best person. She's also really good and getting cheapskates to give up the cash.

Followed by Static was next, let by living legend, Eric Static

They're no slouches when it comes to Rock and Roll. Though we've slouched with Eric plenty.

It's all about the love tonight.

This is probably the only photographic evidence of Brian Schmitz smiling in public.

STRAIGHT LAKIN' IT (ps. James Arthur, you owe us a visit)

Wild America was doin they thing.

Nay Nay did his thing, singing his new song like a champ.

Golden Boys finished it up in typical drunken super fun fashion. PROTIP- Don't have these guys close the show if you have to finish at a certain time.

It was a great night. Thanks to all the bands for playing, and big thanks to everyone who opened up their hearts and wallets for our little fundraiser. We understand that times are hard on everyone and the fact that our friends are willing to dig into their already shallow pockets for us is flattering and makes us feel insanely fortunate. Thanks again and we hope to see you again at the next one!

REAL SHIT# 5 - Total Abuse

Imagine trying to find a personal version of reality that blanks out all the horrors of the modern world. Imagine that after heaps and piles of effort you realize that all that is left in this world is the hurt and the stink. You can either continue to fight it or go with it. Total Abuse seems to being dealing with the things we cannot change by just going with it. Reacting to a world that is now, and forever will be, perpetual shit by making harsh, hateful, nervous music is equal parts stylistic choice and spiritual requirement.The internet hate's Total Abuse for their "aloofness" and "self perpetuated mysteriousness" in their interviews, business choices and personal interactions on the road. The critics, who love their own boring syllableslop/bands more than anything, keep mentioning the most insignificant shit about this band, and it keeps one wondering time and time again. What the fuck do you think this band owes you and why? We don't think they owe anyone a goddamn thing.

“You can play a shoestring if you're sincere” - John Coltrane

(all photos with a "+" by them by Renate Winter )

Sorry for the long time between posts. We've been having a nice stoned summer, lots of cleaning, stabs at making the shop run smoother (i.e. keeping track of tax shit), shows, being mad at the Spurs for choking in the play offs, and making fun of mets fans.

We opened on a monday for a special Jazz show a few weeks back. Here are a few highlights. It was a really good show. Big thanks to Ingelbright Hakerflaten, Carl Smith, Andy Beaudoin, Derek Phelps, the Epistrophy Arts crew and everyone who came out for this really special night.

Here is bassist extraordinaire, IngelBright Hakerflaten. His playing is heartfelt and his fingers are like 5 separate contortionists, flailing wildly and precisely through the music.

Derek Phelps, Ingelbright Hakerflaten, Andy Beaudoin, Carl Smith (at the end, I didn't get the name of the other horn player)
The Crowd

Men at work.

Men at Rest +

Lots of these types at Jazz shows, nice fellows usually, snappy dressed but distant.+

Even Shawn David McMillen made an appearence, thus the night was complete. (his new record, which he is holding, is really incredible) +

Find love with someother spring.

(all photos by Renate Winter)

Sup fool, it's been a while.

Here is a common scene at the shop these days. Two fairly well dressed gentlemen, malt liquor in hand, wondering what the cosmos will bring them this spring. Maybe the secret to spring time is in my smartphone, or under my shoes?

Mike Rod looks to his mighty chin hair oracle in order to figure out his place in the springtime cosmos. (malt liquor in hand)

Maybe it's because it's spring, there's lots of love in the air. Romanticism aside, love shared amongst friends around a table and some beer is fun, stupid, and drunk, but it's still love.

"duuuuude, this shit ruuuuuules, i fucking looooove you maaaaaan" is valid, and uplifting in a "looking at a weely cuute puuppy that i can't keep" kind of way, you dig?

Bearded dudes are all in love with eachother, spring time or not. THIS IS A FACT.

This is a fact that Spot for one, does not get, AT ALL.

Here is Tom and Mike from Rayon Beach and Renate Winter our intrepid photographer for this post. Tom = Assured, Renate = Excited, Mike = whatever, dude.

The kids get the spring. It's freedom, it's fun. It's getting together with your friends and DOIN YO THANG, because that's the thing to do. We're all very glad that alot of you like doin your thang here at the shop, because at it's core, Trailer Space is here for you and whatever fucked up weirdness you can cook up.

All you rowdies can keep your rowdiness in the parking lot, still love you though.

Real Shit #4

Mississippi (human) - Talk about a guy with patience, mississippi loves and hates us at the same time. When he's not fixin the toilet, the sink (3 times) or installing a light for outside. He's smiling, crackin jokes, askin for beer that he himself bought, wondering why the hell Spot and JJ are so goddamned retarded and generally being a standup dude. Go MISSISSIPPI.

There was a light, and it has gone out: SXSW wrap up.

SXSW is over now, we had a great time. Look how much fun Angus (heir to the Trailer Space throne) is having. LOOK AT HIM.

Tons of fun was had by everyone who was down for fun. Here we have White Mystery, having fun while giving themselves bad luck.

This just rules. Go Mike.

Katherine wins. She just wins. The rad shit that was flying out of her mouth during this whole shit was awe inspiring.

See. FUN. This dude is having fun.

This dude is just down as fuck. LOOK AT HIM.

This is Brimstone Howl. Official Trailer Space house band during sxsw. Buy their records, go see them play. Love them, because they got nothing but love for you, holmes.

We know Brandon. It hurts that it's all over now. But Sxsw will be back next year. Believe you me.

And that's it. Now its back to trying to beat the pinball devil. Biggest thanks to all the bands that played and weren't TOO annoyed. Thanks to Colt 45, scion, Videothing.com, I hate rock and roll, Colonel Abe (ha) Volar records, Gotta Groove Records, Jonny Matzah and Whoa Hunx, HoZac Records, Burger Records (our new buddies), Saw Her Ghost Records and especially all the rad folks who came to the shop during all this craziness. We here at Trailer Space had a great time this year and we're hoping everyone else did too. SEE YA NEXT YEAR.

SXSW DAYS 3&4 - DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE

DAY 3 - is where foreigners start to settle into the whole "texas"thing. This is the number one rule, this is what makes out of towners suck.

Rule Number 2 is to keep having fun. Mr. Combs is demonstrating this for you. (by the way, if you know who threw rocks at his car. KILL THEM)

Lee from Burger Records. Always trying to have fun.

Shawn from Burger Records. Always Trying to have fun.

Santiago and Attilla. ALWAYS FUN.

Kid Congo Powers. ALWAYS HAVING FUN.

TV GHOST. always having fun.

Jaill. ALWAYS HAVING FUN.

These Burger Records dudes are kindred spirits to Spot, JJ and the rest of the Trailer Space family. It's weird that such realness comes from california.

Passed out guy. ALWAYS HAVING FUN.

Fuck you man. Seriously. Your band is lame and you guys have no reason to act hard. Plus, YOUR DRESSED LIKE A BAD PEE WEE HERMAN JOKE.

Fuck you too. IF YOUR GOING OUT OF TOWN. GET YOUR GEAR SITUATED BEFORE YOU GET TO THE SHOP. We are doing YOU a favor by letting you play here. You do nothing for us by showing up. WE'D RATHER NOT SEE YOUR LAME BAND PLAY. THANKS. ESPICIALLY IF YOUR GOING TO HAVE BAD ATTITUDE AFTER EVERYONE TRIES TO HELP YOU.

Thanks Mike Rod.

AT LEAST L B is having fun