Archive for April, 2010

Memories Worth Having [Part 2]

Friday, April 16th, 2010

“How I Became One With The Trunk Space” by Diana Welsch

In keeping with the “6” theme, the first time I ever went to Trunk Space on purpose was actually 6/6/06. My boyfriend was out of town, I was bored and lonely, Corey Busboom had given me a flyer for some show there, and I had nothing better to do. I went, saw the Coitus and Animental, and they were both awesome. There was hardly anyone there, but I remember dancing around with 5 other people to Animental and having a great time. I also ran into my old friend Sammy whom I hadn’t seen in years.

Trunk Space is the venue that literally drove me crazy. I went to see Peelander-Z there on March 29, 2008. I got tackled by Father’s Day, danced with a guy in a giant octopus suit, was forced into playing bass with Peelander-Z on stage, and had so much fun that I realized that I had a miserable life and wanted every night to be like that. Three days later, I literally had to seek medical attention because I had lost my shit mentally. But I got it together, made some changes, got on medication, and now every night IS like that, and many of them are spent at Trunk Space.

That summer, I was living alone in my new apartment in an old building. It was so hot I didn’t want to get out of bed, but I eventually would, I would go to work or stay home during the day, and then at night I would usually go to Trunk Space if there was anything that sounded remotely familiar or interesting. One of the best times I had during that period was July 30, when I went on a whim and ended up catching a few songs by a guy named Harry Merry. He’s this crazy Dutch guy who wears a sailor suit and dances awkwardly to songs that are way too long. After this show, I hung around for awhile, and these people that (at the time) I barely knew decided that they wanted to take Harry Merry to a creepy diner called Jerry’s. I was the only person there that had a car, so all six of us crammed in and went there. Harry Merry made a hilariously small amount of sense and told us some awkward jokes that none of us will ever forget.

Trunk Space changed my life again, when I was hanging out there working on the Band Grid (June-July 2009), and I started talking to a man named Ryan Avery about Twilight. He was thinking about starting a Twilight-themed band, and I had actually read the books. He invited me to a midnight showing of Twilight at his house. I can’t believe I almost didn’t go. I went, and now I’m the bassist for that Twilight themed band. We traveled up the west coast on a two week tour in the fall. I had the time of my life!

At the beginning of that fall, I was helping out by running sound and bouncing troublemakers at the Trunk Space. I don’t even remember what show this was, but the uptight nerd that co-owns the place, who was terrified of me and probably still is, accidentally and awkwardly hit on me. I had been anticipating my first long, cold winter all alone in my freezing apartment, but that made me realize that…yeah, my winter would be a lot warmer if I had an uptight nerd to curl up with. Several months later, while many people love the Trunk Space, I’m one of the privileged few that literally gets to have sex with it. <3
On October 10, 2009, Shizzfest II transpired at Trunk Space and Sweets & Beats on 3 stages. I ran sounds for several of the bands on the indoor stage, but I had some time to run around and see other bands. I had the unique privilege of seeing chiptune artist Wizwars perform (his set was actually in Sweets & Beats, but shut up). I couldn’t help but dance like a fool to his incredibly upbeat and danceable songs, and his music made me feel this kind of perfect happiness that is hard to match. There’s a picture of that show where you can see my face in the crowd and I look like I just won the lottery. In a sense, I did. I really did. Thanks, Trunk Space.

Memories Worth Having. [Part 1]

Thursday, April 15th, 2010

So, about a month or so ago, a facebook event was created such that, it asked some of our close friends what their favorite memories of coming to The Trunk Space were. We’re going to try and roll a couple of these every day, so be sure to keep up! First up is Mike Bogomil;

  • April 2006: One of my first shows at the Trunk Space. It was Streetside Prophet (a disbanded pop punk band with Wes Korte who now sings in Rumspringer) Parkway Wretch (another pop punk band whose members are now in other pop punk bands) and a touring band from Israel called Man Alive. The show was kind of poorly attended, but I remembered liking the overall feel of the venue. I had just gone to ginormous show at the Marquee the night before with Against Me! and the Alkaline Trio, and it was nice to see music in a much more quaint environment. Also, one of the guys in the Israeli band said that the audience were “strangers in an arid land” and his bandmate replied “Strangers in an Arab land? That’s us.” They were really cool and talked about being drafted into the Israeli army and how the only big punk bands that had played Israel recently were Good Clean Fun and Frenzal Rhomb. New venue and new perspective on punk rock and geography = memories indeed.
  • August 2006: O Pioneers and Porches. O Pioneers was really good, they were a lot more noisy than they are now and sounded a lot more like (Young) Pioneers, who they were often compared to at the time. They are still really good, by the way. This was the first time I saw Porches (Ben Horowitz). I may not have watched him had he not politely asked me and my friend to come inside and watch in this kind of passive and sort of guilt trip inducing “if you really want to” manner. Anyway, it worked, and Ben proclaimed two very true things to myself and everyone else who he made feel sorry enough to watch him. Firstly “there is no such thing as an apolitical song, there are only songs that don’t talk about what’s going on”. Secondly, through stage banter rather than music, he stated that everyone in the scene, no matter how much they may disagree with each other, all appreciate things that are “croosh”. I guess crooshalness is in the eye of the beholder, but nevertheless, I think most people involved with DIY music and art are very prone to get super stoked over things that they think are the crooshest things ever, and that kind of enthusiasm tends to transcend all cliques and genres and whatever. I think the main moral of the story is Ben said some profound and interesting things, which is something he does a lot, but this was the first time I experienced it.
  • June 2007: This show may have been on my 19th birthday. It was Deer Tick, Jacob Smigel, Uggamugga, and French Quarter I believe. I wanted to take some of my friends who don’t really go to shows to a show they would like, as a lot of the shows I went to at this time were hardcore punk shows, which are not palatable to most people’s “normal” friends. So in a way I was trying to share something I liked (live ‘indie’ music) with my friends while making them feel comfortable. The show was good. Deer Tick was alt country with a singer who sounded like Boomhauer from King of the Hill. If they still sound like this, I am not surprised that they are huge now. Jacob Smigel was kind of a primadonna but still good. The locals were also good, and my friends had a good time and realized that I didn’t listen exclusively to what probably sounded like serial killer music to them (normal people think this about ‘heavy’ music for some reason).
  • To add to the Deer Tick show story, that night as I was getting stamped, I asked JRC if the hand mattered, because at Modified they do it on the left hand. He said that it didn’t matter and asked me “Do they do this at Modified?” and gave me a hug. They didn’t give hugs at the Modified, and now they don’t do shows anymore. Do the math.
  • Much more abbreviated memories:
    -Dancing shirtless to Captain Ahab with a bunch of people who I am now friends with.
    -Watching noodle climb a tree or try to kill a bug while a boring band plays inside.
    -Having some woman dressed like a gypsy walking to the Bikini look at me and Naomi and say “Oooh! I love hipsters!”.
    -Witnessing Sean Michael (Grassroots Campaign) drunkenly chuck his cellphone onto Grand Avenue only to have it get ran over by a car while he talks about love being bullshit as a boring band plays inside.
  • Long Lost Phoenix Texaco Station Found!

    Sunday, April 4th, 2010
    Texaco Gas Station
    The above Texaco Gas Station still exists though you
    can no longer visit it to
    “Trust your car to the man who wears the star”
    as the 1962 advertising jingle went.
    Can anyone guess what intersection this vintage gas station can be found at?  Hint: it’s not too far from the Trunk Space!