I was going to try something different today. I started uploading a split tape between two quieter singers that I like, but then the stereo ate and completely mangled the cassette. The quarter-inch tape was fucked up beyond repair, so I took the cassette out and nailed it to my wall. Next, I started uploading a newer experimental noise tape of mostly local bands, but my computer just stopped digitizing it about halfway through. Instead of either of those tapes, you get more punk...ugly, fucked up, drunken, blown out punk.
REAGAN'S BONES were most likely born in a fucked up trailer in Woodfin, NC while swilling ass-loads of cheap booze and eating dumpstered pizzas. They were fronted by Potato, who is one of the sweetest punks you could ever hope to meet. Other members of the band have spent time in QUEERWULF, THE MORONS, BLOOD SUMMER, PRINCESS THUNDERSTORM, A.O.A. and many, many more. I don't remember if I've ever seen this band unless they played in the blur of 12 bands in a falling apart house in St Louis during that one time when all the punks met there. I don't know. This tape is good and I think this grocery store receipt from their insert will tell you everything you need to know about this band.
If you live in the Bay Area and want a copy of the band's self-released 7", there's 20-25 of them lurking around Thrillhouse Records.
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shotgun another beer...we're diggin up reagan's bones!
"Your cashier today is NIGHTTIME"
I think that receipt is from when they bought a ton of 40's and went to Gainesville to play a house show during one of the first Fests. You can't buy 40's in Florida, so it was a novelty for everyone at the show. Also, I think they made their own labels and sold them for like $4 a bottle and sold out of them in minutes! The show they played that night was ripping! I believe they were also selling homemade moonshine!
Ski's right, they soaked all the bottles in our bath-tub in Woodfin to get the original labels off and put their own "Reagan's Blood" stickers there instead. The next day I saw an empty bottle with that sticker on it in a ditch walking around Gainesville. Good times.
We did play in St Louis, but not at that house. It was a generator show in some warehouse district basically in the middle of a huge field of mud. Somebody broke into a necktie warehouse so all the punks looked extra classy.
It's nice to know that inflation has still barely affected malt liquor.
We played the St. Louis All Punx thing Generator show that had squatters trying to fight us for blowing up their spot. It was kinda surreal. I had a panic attack during that "thing". ALSO: The idea for the 40oz. scam was mine and it was executed perfectly. Blaire being the master artist and both of us having much experience in Xerox and shitty stickers labels were made while we soaked 48 king cobra 40 ouncers in the bathtub at the 37 trailer. We had a harder time making sure Porkchop and NC punk legend, Charles Corrier, from trying to sneak off with one. After the 3rd or forth time catching Charles like a child in a cookie jar he admitted that it was a genius idea that hadn't been done before and I should be commended for my state to state alcohol law knowledge as a way to make sure we got gas money than relying on the usual get paid 12 dollars for driving 12 hours routine we all had mastered by then (2005?). We had just recorded our demo for free at UNC thru our friend with access being a student. We loaded in then we took our pants off in the studio just "because" and had a mixdowns immediately. I can still smell the ball sweat. Blaire did the cover & art, I had the receipt. Instant authentic punk insert. Art I'm proud of. We sold the booze while we played for $5 each after beer o'clock at a POST Gainesville The FEST party. The locals couldn't believe there were 40oz. beers and the people just realizing it was too late to buy a quart saw the stinky terrorist rock band was slinging big beer bottles. Lotsa double fistin' action to our death to America tunes. We sold 4 tapes! $12, and no door money of course. We sold 47 Reagan's Bones forties in the time it took 2 1/2 punk song. $235, enough to get home. CASH FROM CHAOS! ROACH MOTEL would've approved. PUNX TAKE NOTE: Breaking the law pays off more than tshirts & 7"s. Its also more fun & memorable. ALSO- The 7" art was handcraked by Lance Willie (Reigning Sound) in exchange for hand crank bits Andy Farm found. Whole lotta scheming & hustlin' surrounding this particular batch of tunes. The copies in California do not have the epic booklet made by Burch/Blaire Menace. Last record Sweet Tooth put out? The record came out then we never heard from him again. There's a second recording but it was done only in time before Potato moved. If you do the math correctly 48×5=240. We made $235 because I let NC punk legend, Charles Corrier, have a hot 40oz straight outta the trailers tub. I didn't tell the rest of the band. Hope they aren't mad that I'm announcing this to the internet. Charles also has the coolest instagram. Its all gas stations, shopping centers, and fast food restaurants across Western NC. In the descriptions under the pics it says what DIY used to be there & who played.
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