I love doing the show because sometimes I get to find cool bands

I love doing the show because sometimes I get to find cool bands to play like this one

This week on the Old Man and Bitter Girl show… Danny…

This week on the Old Man and Bitter Girl show… Danny Kuykendall (photobomber pictured aboved) joins us in the studio to talk about local music life. He had interesting things to say:

On being in a local band in Victoria Texas:

“I think the motiff for that year (2008) was awful for Victoria not just for Poor Favor but for live music in Victoria. In the last 3 or 4 years it’s gotten so good. Everyone is having good shows. The Luchadores are having good shows, Vincent’s Betrayal has like a HUGE following now. Hard work and persistence pays off.”

“Everyone in all these bands always been saying ‘We should get together and actually try to plan stuff out. We talked about it and never thought we were actually doing anything about it, but it turns out that just by playing shows and being friends, that;s what worked out that’s what did it.”

On Folly Collage:

“If Bowie, Prince and The Doors made some weird baby that would be us, that’s the plan anyway.”

“There’s a definite lack of female presence at these shows (hard rock/ indie), and you know people need to shake their asses”

“Lately it’s worked out for the first half (ladies) but the second half a whole bunch of dudes start taking off their shirts (don’t get me wrong they’re our friends and all)”

On Poor Favor:

“Depravity and you know the typical angst. Some people lack common decency. It is deeper than that though.”

“That seemed so obvious to me.” (on having a band sticker of just a QC code)

” Right place, right time. I met Caleb in Guitar ensemble in college, he’s way sicker on guitar than me, so I stuck him on bass. Aaron was already doing percussion for love letter.” (On finding band members)

On Radfest and Badfest:

“I figured the best time to do it would be to rent it out on a Sunday. We have enough friends to fill out the whole day.”

“I’m suprised it went as smoothly as it did”

“We had one complaint. If you only have one old man complain about your live music concert outside, you’re doing alright.”

“I told the cops, ‘sorry about the noise’ and they said ‘isn’t this some sort of music venue?”

you can hear the whole thing at:

Long Weekend

Friday night, after starting work at 5 in the morning, the band played a show. It was a good turnout, since it was a free show for our friend JT, who had a birthday and had bands playing to celebrate.

Our friends in Poor Favor played with us and that was cool to see.

poor favor

Since we closed the night, by the time we got onstage the whole bar was pretty intoxicated. What followed was enough drunken debouchery for a lifetime. I am not too clear on all the details, but I remember JT repeatedly falling onto our stage (which is only a foot off the ground) and dogpiles of girls and guys falling at our feet onto concrete bricks holding up the stage lights. At one point, Rodney the singer for Detsaw picked up a table (with people standing on top filming) and proceeded to throw it into the crowd.

After it was over, people were coming up to us saying things like, “Dude there are people busted up outside bleeding.” Sure enough, the rest of the night, evidence of our set was smeared on girls blouses, faces, etc.

Saurday night’s set for us was tamer. I think because we played earlier and people weren’t as drunk. Still, it was a good solid set with a good response.

We got to open for Wink and The Gun.

wink and gun

Now Wink and The Gun is a band that played in and around town about 5 or 6 years ago. They were a great party band, always attracted the right mix of people from incredibly hot girls to burly gnarly rock fans. I think the best thing about them, is that all the guys in the band (except for their drummer) were basically frontmen in other bands or went on to be. Which is funny because Scott, the guitarist, told me once “there is a lot of ego on that stage”. So 5 years later, they do a renunion show, and ask the luchadores to open, so we say Hell yeah, and let me tell you, WATG killed it.

Confetti, streamers, party poppers littered the floor and ceiling fans. People got down and a good time was had.

I hate it though when people say they are getting old. The band hasn’t been gone THAT long, and honestly when you start to get as old as me, 5 years really isn’t that long of a stretch.

The Weirdest Week Ever… The New Studio

This is definitely going down as one of the weirdest weeks of my life.

Brea and I have been working on the Old Man and Bitter Girl show since we came up with the idea in a Mexican eatery one hungover morning in Katy Texas. Since day one, we used our own money to buy little things we needed, but basically used existing band equipment like microphones and cords to start our podcast.

It’s been a trying time. The podcast is something that we began to do before we started to date (and now we’re getting hitched) it has evolved with us, and now going on our third year, I feel like we finally have the right people working with us, a comfortable format and good branding.

This year I told Brea “I have a feeling this is going to be a breakout year for the podcast.” It has since then grown from a “podcast” to a bonafide show with terrestial radio as well as an internet presence. It gets National and International attention. It focuses on independent artists and musicians and a DIY work ethic. It promotes freedom of expression and drive. It’s motives are pure, and the past few years we have been working closely with the Film ExChange and the Victoria TX Independent Film Festival, they actually asked us to be on their official staff this past year as a branding consultant (Brea) and New Media Director (Me). All this has led to involvement with the Antagonist Movement out of New York as well as the band recording with Ted from Never Records, to publishing the OMBG zine “Come and Take It” as well as putting on our own art show “The Great Art Scare” as well as being picked up by a local radio station to air on Sunday nights, and while every venture we do is getting bigger and better, we know that the podcast is where it all starts and is the main hub.

This is why it sucks when our equipment slowly starts to die. Everything from our mic cords to Brea’s computer (which is the main brain of our operation). Then earlier in the year I go through a demotion and eventually my old job closes up shop leaving me scrambling for a new daytime venture, which I finally find but not before the financial damage is done. With the impending wedding coming up, and all of the events that we have planned, scheduled and commited to, not having basic equipment would leave us dead in the water.

So… Imagine our suprise when our friend Anthony Pedone from the Film fest and Film ExChange messages us pictures of brand new top of the line equipment. Not just basic equipment mind you… beautiful radio studio quality gear. We’re talking condenser mic, USB turntable setup, 16 channel mixer, studio radio microphone arm,  new studio mics, the works… and he asks if we want to take a tour of our new studio.



The studio, I should add is in the most recognizable building in our city, and we are now located just a few floors from the top, on the 9th. That’s right, we took an elavator to this bad boy and walked into the office to be hit with a beautiful view of downtown Victoria.



So after talking about all this, we take the generous offer for a new home for our show. The only stipulation given to us by the Film ExChange (who we share the space with) and a private supporter is that we use this equipment to it’s fullest potential to carry our mission of supporting music and art… and help put Victoria on the map.

Ah hell… we were gonna do that already.

Still… it’s crazy. Things like this don’t happen to us. You hear about it from other people and stories. But you never think it will happen to you. We aren’t going to take this for granted. It couldn’t have come at a better time.

How Rock Music Lost

So Brea and I were in her car the other day, she casually flipped on the radio, and it’s tuned to one of our local stations. It’s a rock station, and they have been cool enough to keep our band’s single “The Future” on pretty heavy rotation. No matter what anyone tells you, hearing your song on the radio never gets old, at least not if you are still hungry like us…

Anyway, this song comes on, and it’s a song I feel I have heard a hundred times, only it’s a different band, but it is yet another “patriotic rock song”.

You know the kind… some new rock, mall metal crappy band that is singing about their brothers, while a video plays that is over produced showing some type of multi ethnic clean cut kid tossing a football around with his buddies, then cutting to a scene where he is all covered in grease paint posing next to a helicopter surrounded by a ring of fire.

It’s enough to give you a red white and blue boner.

So I say to you 3 Doors Down with your shitty Citizen Soldier song, or Kid Rock with your ridiculous Warrior song, just stop it.

First off, I don’t need two shitty bands standing up for a whole genre, but somehow, these bands have become representitives for rock music making them the new country, which is ironic because the new country is now the new pop, and the new pop is now child star trauma recovery. The worst thing is that most of these patriotic military propaganda songs are years old which means …. rock music lost. It gave up. No one cares.

As a genre, no one came along to change it, they left it shitty. While genres like hip hop (at least underground hip hop) have made a lot of creative strides.

This is what is hard to accept. Rock and Roll used to be dangerous, in the 50s, people were banning it, records were being burned, and no one understood it so they villainized it.

Has it really become so predictable and vanilla that the military along with some drop D tuned guitar welding douchebags have begun writing songs that are easily predictable, and boring.

Boring. Rock music you turned boring. You are no longer in the top charts, and the few bands that are are hipster throwback wanna be vintage folk singers. There is no danger in this anymore.

Do I have to do everything myself?

This week on the podcast, we feature local indie dance rockers…

This week on the podcast, we feature local indie dance rockers Folly Collage. Danny K’s newest group, we are fans of every project he does, and they just got finished shooting live footage for their next video, if it’s anything like this one, we can’t wait.

Bryan/ College Station punk takeover


Last night’s show with Bryan/College Station punk and thrash bands Girlband, ASS, and the Hangouts (not to mention local band Detsaw) was a great and rowdy night.

We’ve been playing Bryan/CS for a year or two, and have always had good shows, so to be able to return the favor and bring them to my hometown was awesome, not to mention that a ton of old school friends came out and just had a blast, it always brings a little joy in my heart to hear from our guest bands how much they loved playing in our shows.



Haters Gonna Hate

Today’s post is brought to you by a snide passive aggresive one-way comment made online. I’m pretty sure it was in response to something I posted, it was too vague to be certain, but that is just someone else’s M.O.

It’s fine really, just a sign of the times. Where it is easy to make a cowardly semi annonymous statement, and move on. Since the person who wrote it is one I may consider a sort of peer, it got me thinking.

I’ve been doing what I do for a long time. I remember the first time I gave myself a mohawk and picked up my BMX bike to ride to my friend Shay’s house to play video games. I didn’t get half a block down the street when some guy started yelling at me to get a job (I was a kid) and that the whole neighborhood should look at the freak in the street. I am not sure why that memory sticks in my head at this moment, but it provided me with a map of this blog’s direction.

On my way to my friend’s house, it dawned on me for the first time, that someone else cared more about my appearance than I did. For some reason, this guy had taken it upon himself to make it his mission for the next 5 minutes to berate me in public because some kid had the audacity to ride a bicycle down his street with a haircut he did not understand. My appearance made him so mad, he wanted to make sure the whole neighborhood knew it, and he wanted to make sure I felt like I should never do it again. It boggled my mind. I guess I could have let that guy ruin my day, but when I arrived at Shay’s, he greeted me at the door with a soda, nintendo controller, and a comment. “Cool hair, I wish my dad would let me do that.”

I’ve seen it time and time again. In EVERY band I’ve been in. If we were to achieve some sort of success, no matter how small, the hate would come streaming in. “That band? they suck. Why? They just do.” or “They think they’re so great… They were better when they first started.” It just didn’t seem to matter. If I was in a punk band, we were sellouts or not punk enough. If I was in an indie band, it’s just not as good as my punk stuff… A never ending cycle of crappy statements with no backbone or reasoning. I realized at that time that no matter what I did, or how much I tried to break the mold, someone was going to be mad because I had the desire to rise above. Someone was going to be angry, because instead of hanging down below with everyone else and doing things “the way it’s always been done”… I had to go and write my own history. The sad thing is, more often than not, it has happened among my peers almost as much as snotty “fans” who think they know what I’m about.

I’m not angry about it. It is human nature to want what others want. In music and art we all want the same things and we are all ego based people. I am no different. There are times when I feel a pang of jealousy if I see someone getting some praise that could have gone to me. But I also remember that in this world, things come and go in cycles. I learned a long time ago, that my bands popularity will rise and fall, but it is what we do all the time that counts. Writing new music, playing shows even when we aren’t in demand. My character is determined what I do when no one is watching me. It is determined in my actions and what I am all about.

Getting older, I understand this more than ever. As I age, my circle pit days are few and far between, and I don’t think I have more than a few really good fist fights left in me. I have dedicated my life to being less of what’s cool now, and more about leaving my mark with other artists and musicians. That is what our podcasts and radio shows are all about. It’s not about egos, being “famous” or anything else. Really, Brea and I decided months ago, that as easy as it would be to leave this town and head to a big city like Houston or Austin, we were going to stay here and make this our home.

Since this IS our home, we are going to fix it up. Bring out artists and bands we like, and promote our friends while making new ones. It’s not to be “popular” or “in” but rather because we honestly believe in the talent here, and we are tired of people talking down on it. Don’t like it, fine, the highway is nearby, but if I wanted to go to Austin, I’m pretty sure all I would end up with is more people. (more cool people maybe but more douchebags certainly).

I believe that moving to another place would be like giving up. I am not a follower. I never have been, I like to think that I am more of a doer and I like the idea of building something. I know it isn’t done overnight, but if you look at our activity the last couple of years, we have been doing more and more keeping everyone we could in the loop.

Despite all this, there will always be some people who have a problem with it. This is what I am trying to tell you:

If you try to be different. If you try something new and original. If you dare to rise out and do something…. Someone is going to HATE you for it. I am not sure why. I read somewhere that you could have the best peach tree with the tastiest and juciest fruit, and someone will come along and say they hate peaches. That’s the way it is.

But us… we decide to look past that. We use those people as gauges that we are on the right track. If we have people who hate what we stand for, we know we are doing something right in standing up for something. I like to think Indie art and music are the way to go.

I choose to write the things I write and play the music I play by choice. Mine. No one elses. I choose to do the things I do because if we didn’t, this place would suck.

Let me tell you, that alternative is worse.

The Thrill Of The Hunt

It seems as though digital music sales have overtaken physical music sales for the first time.

CD sales are down 10 percent, and digital is reigning king. Not surprising, since the ease of finding music online is so readily available. It looks like the most popular non rock categories are punk and indie, and I know that’s a good thing for musicians….

The old guy in me misses the hunt. That’s something that a lot of kids and modern music shoppers will never know.

Growing up, I discovered punk rock at a very important time in my life. I was a new kid in a new school, in my previous one I was bullied and never welcome, coming into a new school, I had a new chance to be somebody else, but learned it was not going to be easy. Then I met a kid named Paul Nasty, he made me a tape one day, and the rest was history…

Punk rock was not easily attainable then. The internet wasn’t what it is now, basically a couple of message boards for Star Trek geeks and text based adventure games. When we wanted something we went hunting. This often involved travelling hours to Houston, Austin or San Antonio to a record store. I remember all their names. But I mostly remember the feeling I would get walking into these tiny cramped spaces crammed with records, zines, stickers, tshirts… my senses on overload as I actually tried to find the right music for the little money I had.

I have spent thousands of dollars over the years on music. My collection has grown into the thousands and I have tried to organize it before, but the feat was too great. Despite this, I still know every CD and record. I can tell you where I was when I got it, and if it’s older than a few years I can tell you what happened on the road trip I went to get it. My music holds certain memories for me. I can remember walking out of a store with a few new purchases in hand, and putting them on the CD player as we headed to the show that night. I remember listening intently to every track, proud of the fact that I had music I couldn’t find in my home town.

I remember the first album I bought online. It was actually Tom Wait’s last album that I had been looking for in various stores before I just gave up and bought it on itunes because music stores are just about obsolete and they don’t carry anything cool. I missed holding the album in my hand, and the artwork. I eventually bought the physical copy, but I just can’t seem to get into digital. I think the ease and convenience of digital has ruined things for people. I always appreciated the obstacles I had to go through to get my music, and the envy of other music lovers when I found something they didn’t. Now… for the right price we can all have the exact same music collection. There seems something wrong with that to me…

The Grammys Need To Get Off My Lawn

I noticed on news feeds this morning that The Grammys were last night. I shrugged and went on with my morning coffee. Somewhere along my 3rd cup of liquid goodness, I sat on the balcony scrolling through posts and news of the event and thought to myself why it really wasn’t registering with me as this being a big deal.

I figured it out pretty quick. We’ve never been fans of popular music, and to this day I have come to the conclusion that pop music, for the most part equals crap. I mean, if we trusted other people to make our choices as to what “good” is, we would be running a very different podcast. The problem with art is that it is really not as quantifiable as something like say… a business plan or the most fuel efficient car out there. I mean if we gave out awards for the best mileage on a SUV, it would be clearly printed on black and white, but dealing with music, film, writing, any of these things, we leave it up to popular vote, and lets face it… your friends at the water cooler wouldn’t know good music if it bit them on the ass. It’s not they’re fault really, I mean they only have the options that are laid out for them. They spend their time online reading other people’s facebook pages and comparing their lives to their neighbor and co workers, they don’t bother to try anything new or find something interesting they can call their own.

You got to figure yourself pretty lucky in that respect, I mean, you don’t listen for just our drunken banter. I hope that we have done what we have set out what to do. We originally brought you this podcast because we thought that a lot of bands (our friends in particular) deserved to be heard. There are shows going on in your town regularly, and sometimes a band will come around that may never be in town again… They will never make it famous, and you may never get the chance to be wowed by them or meet them. There is also a chance that it may not be your cup of tea, but honestly I think I would rather spend my free time checking out a show meeting people and having an open mind than sitting on Facebook wondering what every one else is doing.

As for me, I stopped believing in award shows the year Titanic beat both Starship Troopers and Contact for best special effects. I mean seriously… you built a model boat and sank it. Ugh.

In other news:

-We caught a hell of a show at the Texan Saturday night. Poor Favor, Toxic Fuse, Cherrybombers and Bertha ripped it up pretty good. You can catch 3 out of 4 of these bands’ interviews in our interview section.

– Worlds Scariest Police Chases is coming out with their new album in April. It will be 80’s style hardcore songs themed about the po-po. Should be good you can check out their earlier demo on their bandcamp page.