Sunday, December 18, 2011
IN THE MIND OF THE TRAILBOSS!
I thought it woud be fun to throw some random questions at the TrailBoss and see what lurks in the dark corners. Here is the first set!
1. Blond, brunette, redhead or miscellaneous?
KD - "All of these. And hair dye, false teeth, implants, prosthetic limbs...
2. Celebrity Crush?
KD- None. That, I imagine is an elevated level of crazy female.
3. Non Celebrity Crush?
KD - That one gal at the motorcycle rally who kept smiling at me. 10 years ago.
4. Historical crush?
KD - Cleopatra
5. Go to place for a first date?
KD - Cemetery. With a picnic basket. Or the Gun club.
Thanx to the TrailBoss for the candid answers! Will have another set soon!
1. Blond, brunette, redhead or miscellaneous?
KD - "All of these. And hair dye, false teeth, implants, prosthetic limbs...
2. Celebrity Crush?
KD- None. That, I imagine is an elevated level of crazy female.
3. Non Celebrity Crush?
KD - That one gal at the motorcycle rally who kept smiling at me. 10 years ago.
4. Historical crush?
KD - Cleopatra
5. Go to place for a first date?
KD - Cemetery. With a picnic basket. Or the Gun club.
Thanx to the TrailBoss for the candid answers! Will have another set soon!
Saturday, December 17, 2011
STOCKING STUFFER!
We had a brisk week here in the Dogpile! Got a half dozen orders for the Grave Danger CD! Still have plenty left so even if you have this fine product already, share the gift of mind bending roknrole!! Go the the STORE page and order up! Gracias,
PHARAOH!
PHARAOH!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
WRAPPING UP THE YEAR!
Things here in the Dogpile are moving along. Trailboss & I have been discussing new and different manners of getting the word out! The participants are diligently working on their songs for the CD! And it seems the entire Valley of the Sun showed up for the X show. A coupla bands on the bill that night will be apart of the project. Check out the videos from previous posts below for a giggle or 2!
If you want to tell a "My Night with Kevin Daly", feel free to hit the comment icon below and share some personal madness!!!!!
PHARAOH!
If you want to tell a "My Night with Kevin Daly", feel free to hit the comment icon below and share some personal madness!!!!!
PHARAOH!
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Origin of the Dogpile!
Here is the story of the origin of the Dogpile, as told by the TrailBoss, Kevin Daly!!! Vin Silvestro told me today he did not know who started the Dogpile, but it was a hell of a lot of fun. He also did not know why he pulled out his harmonica when he was at the bottom of the pile more than once, but he did know that signaled the gang to jump off him, raise their beers anew, and sing "Ring of Fire" together.
If you can understand that, you may be one of us. The slam dance was in evidence at all punk shows, imported early from California. Like many punk attributes, it won quick acceptance here in Phx. Everyone wanted to drink and get rowdy to loud, fast music. Concerts back then were stately affairs where people swooned over sensitive hippie seers, limbs akimbo.
We wanted to destroy,and the pit was a rebellion. What was different about us is we wanted more damage than the pit afforded, or at least a more immediate version. A dogpile always started with one individual taking out one other. Then, in the spirit of sheer mayhem and cruelty, everyone joined in. It is funny to hurt your friends. It is funny when they hurt you. No one was throwing punches, except an occasional kidney shot. No one was angry. We were laughing. We were all experienced brawlers, and from time to time we broke people's heads in the street or bars if they demanded it. This was measured bashing, a time for testing skills and heft, playfully reminding each other to stay on your toes, or land on your back. The smaller guys who strayed too close to see what was going on were often swept in, and rewarded with beer and camaraderie after a bruising. Nobody was hurt, nobody's feelings were hurt. It is not by mistake that the term is derived from the behavior of...puppies. That's what we were- 200lb, crew cut, leather clad puppies. I can still hear that rusty mouth harp from far down the struggling heap- wheezing out the familiar notes, and the drunken refrain which followed..."I fell into a burning ring of fire..."
If you can understand that, you may be one of us. The slam dance was in evidence at all punk shows, imported early from California. Like many punk attributes, it won quick acceptance here in Phx. Everyone wanted to drink and get rowdy to loud, fast music. Concerts back then were stately affairs where people swooned over sensitive hippie seers, limbs akimbo.
We wanted to destroy,and the pit was a rebellion. What was different about us is we wanted more damage than the pit afforded, or at least a more immediate version. A dogpile always started with one individual taking out one other. Then, in the spirit of sheer mayhem and cruelty, everyone joined in. It is funny to hurt your friends. It is funny when they hurt you. No one was throwing punches, except an occasional kidney shot. No one was angry. We were laughing. We were all experienced brawlers, and from time to time we broke people's heads in the street or bars if they demanded it. This was measured bashing, a time for testing skills and heft, playfully reminding each other to stay on your toes, or land on your back. The smaller guys who strayed too close to see what was going on were often swept in, and rewarded with beer and camaraderie after a bruising. Nobody was hurt, nobody's feelings were hurt. It is not by mistake that the term is derived from the behavior of...puppies. That's what we were- 200lb, crew cut, leather clad puppies. I can still hear that rusty mouth harp from far down the struggling heap- wheezing out the familiar notes, and the drunken refrain which followed..."I fell into a burning ring of fire..."
Saturday, December 3, 2011
TALKING STORY!
On the video (see below) we talk about a testimonials page. Can't do a page but we can share stories about the TrialBoss rite here! Just add yr comment to keep this going! Here's one from me!
THE WHISKERS WEST INCIDENT
So the Nova Boys (my band) & Hellfire (Kevin's band) were hanging out in back of Whiskers West (west PHX biker bar) drinking Jack (of course) after we both finished stellar sets. Around the corner comes Colleen, crying and saying, "You guys, help!" Kev, Chris Kenan & I look at each other, shrug our shoulders & follow Colleen around to the front parking lot.
As we pass by Colleens car, I see Timm Schmimm in the passenger seat with blood all over his face! Colleen says, "GET THAT GUY!" We don't ask any questions, but just go after the guy. We cross the street and surround this idiot. He know he's in trouble so he tries to get into a strangers car at the corner. When that doesn't work he comes right at KD & KD takes him down! As Kevin is beating his head into the sidewalk, he's yelling, "KICK HIM, KICK HIM!"
We'll Chris and I just shrug again and wind up! Chris is wearing engineer boots & I'm wearing my new Nocona cowboy boots, so the toe is really hard & sharp! We simultaneously kick this bastard in the head at he same time from either side! Some how the idiot manages to get up and start threats of shooting us. He is stumbling up the street when Stuart & Vinnie (2 BIG fellas) are running at full speed from across the street and blast him at the same time!
We barely notice the Paddy wagon pull up & the SOB still has it in him to rabbit into the darkness. Next thing I remember is all of us assuming the position on the PD van and giggling to Chris that we were going to jail. The only one that got taken in was Stuart, because I think he hadn't paid a ticket or something.
We don't advocate violence here in the Dogpile, but when someone breaks yr friends window & nose at the same time, justice must be swift!
I'll never forget that one!
THE WHISKERS WEST INCIDENT
So the Nova Boys (my band) & Hellfire (Kevin's band) were hanging out in back of Whiskers West (west PHX biker bar) drinking Jack (of course) after we both finished stellar sets. Around the corner comes Colleen, crying and saying, "You guys, help!" Kev, Chris Kenan & I look at each other, shrug our shoulders & follow Colleen around to the front parking lot.
As we pass by Colleens car, I see Timm Schmimm in the passenger seat with blood all over his face! Colleen says, "GET THAT GUY!" We don't ask any questions, but just go after the guy. We cross the street and surround this idiot. He know he's in trouble so he tries to get into a strangers car at the corner. When that doesn't work he comes right at KD & KD takes him down! As Kevin is beating his head into the sidewalk, he's yelling, "KICK HIM, KICK HIM!"
We'll Chris and I just shrug again and wind up! Chris is wearing engineer boots & I'm wearing my new Nocona cowboy boots, so the toe is really hard & sharp! We simultaneously kick this bastard in the head at he same time from either side! Some how the idiot manages to get up and start threats of shooting us. He is stumbling up the street when Stuart & Vinnie (2 BIG fellas) are running at full speed from across the street and blast him at the same time!
We barely notice the Paddy wagon pull up & the SOB still has it in him to rabbit into the darkness. Next thing I remember is all of us assuming the position on the PD van and giggling to Chris that we were going to jail. The only one that got taken in was Stuart, because I think he hadn't paid a ticket or something.
We don't advocate violence here in the Dogpile, but when someone breaks yr friends window & nose at the same time, justice must be swift!
I'll never forget that one!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Big Mahalos & Muchas Gracias!!!
Thanks to all of you who stopped by to check out the blog!!!! Check the STORE page for a smokin' deal on some of Kevin's music! As you know, starting a new biz requires start up capital, so feel free to buy one or several! We recieved 2 new demos this past week from Mr Steve Larson and The Chain of the Unseen & they sound fantastic! That gives us a total of 10 demos so far! It's gaining ground! Welcome to the DOGPILE! PHARAOH!
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