Friday, September 28, 2007


Last night ruled. Those of you who didn't come missed out on the best djing experience of my life. Too bad for you. But the good news is that we will now be doing The Worst Music Ever night every 4th Thursday from now on! Now you can come hear all those (s)hits that you hate so badly. It's at The Zombie Lounge. Feckin A.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Remixes by Dimitri (free downloads).

Here are three songs I produced that are now available for download. Just right click and 'save link as'. Please enjoy.

Kryptonite CCRs Remix

Dueling Banjos Ghetto Mix

Ante Uptempo

Friday, September 21, 2007

The Mozzer in Mexico.

Last night I went to the Morrissey show in Tijuana at El Foro with Ikah and Saul and a flock of Mexicans. The venue was a renovated Jai Alai arena, all old and perfect. The whole place had a 3,000 person capacity, and the floor was so small you could stand almost anywhere and see the stage perfectly, not mention the fact that I seemed to be at least a head taller than three quarters of the crowd anyway. The show beat the shit out of the last Morrissey show I saw at the Embarcadero in San Diego. The sound, the performance, the crowd, the ambiance, everything went well.

It was funny to hear Morrissey address the Spanish speaking crowd, too. He spoke very deliberately although too sparsely, telling anecdotes about getting pulled over by la Policia on the drive in that day and his plans to sell watermelons from a bicycle on Revolucion after the show. The crowd seemed to be somehow more courteous than the usual barbarians at a show stateside. One of the obligatory shirts tossed to the crowd was held onto by five young hands for at least four songs before being ripped to shreds. They just kept a tight grip and sang along like everyone else.

Some songs from the set included: Billy Bud, Disappointed, You Have Killed Me, Life Is A Pigsty, In The Future When All's Well, I Just Want To See the Boy Happy, Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself, The Boy With The Thorn In His Side (with a false start by the band), First Of The Gang To Die, Irish Blood, English Heart, The National Front Disco, Stretch Out And Wait, How Soon Is Now?, Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before, and Death Of A Disco Dancer. I can't wait for October first!

After the show all of us walked over to Franc's for food. It was amazing! Totally authentic. The place is almost like a taco stand but with tables and roll-down steel gates in front. For some reason I just feel at home in a grimey setting like that. I ate three quesadillas with beans, salsa, and guacamole, paid my $8, and then we took a $5 cab back to the border. I had a great time down there. I think my opinion of TJ has officially changed now that I went with some people who know the place. What a great night...

Wednesday, September 19, 2007


This night is going to be the most fun I might ever have djing. Please come out so I can hear you groan and slap yourself in the face when Mark Smith, Dan Sant, and I offer you the worst hits and the biggest shits of the last 30 years including such stanky gems as: What a Fool Believes by The Doobie Brothers, Down With the Sickness by Disturbed, Achey Breaky Heart by Billy Ray Cyrus, My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion, any song by Chamillionaire, The Macarena, Cottoneye Joe, The Electric Slide, and more and more and more....

We take suggestions as well, so let us know what's on your shitlist. Get over your dumb snobbery and come have fun for once. It's gonna fucking rule.

Saturday, September 15, 2007


Thanks to Moshe for this one. Holy shit.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Stupid fucking bar people.

Last Friday, I covered for Ikah at Bar Dynamite. Not my favorite place to dj, but hey... I'll take the money. But the reason I'm writing this blog now is because I got THE WORST request I've ever gotten before. Mind you, I've had my share of bad ones ("Do you have any Sublime?", "Could you play some Metallica?", "Play It's Your Birthday!", ad nauseam...), but I really think this one took the cake. A girl comes up to the dj booth and does the whole stare-at-the-dj-till-he-pays-attention-to-me thing. I'm in the middle of a mix, but that seems not to faze her. As soon as I was done I acknowledge her with a monotone "Hi" and an empty smile. I can't help it... I really don't like being bothered while I'm working. I just think it's rude. Anyway, she asks me, "Do you have any country-western?" FUCK NO, I DON'T HAVE ANY COUNTRY WESTERN. "No. Sorry." So she says, "Well, are you going to play The Electric Slide?" I could not even look at her at that point. I gave her a vigorous shake of the head and kept my eyes on my job. I don't know where this idiot came from or where she thought she was, but I was playing all rap and disco all night. Why the fuck would I have country or The Electric Slide? Oh my god. I was praying for death at that point. Do I look like a wedding dj? Are we at In Cahoots? NO, NO WE AREN'T. THIS IS NOT BURGER KING, BITCH. DIE BY THE SWORD. Ok, sorry. I'm done.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Live black metal assault in San Diego 9/08/07

Rap(NM) / Nachtmystium / Skeletonwitch / Riververb

Live at Scholari's Office 9/08/07. I'm fucking excited.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Some further proof of Ryan's otterdom.

I happened upon a couple other good ones that Ryan really loves a lot. These are special to him.

Bears gone wild.

This is Ryan's favorite video.

BBSF: Off the ringer for sure.

Booty Bassment San Francisco returns Saturday, September 15, MMVII. At a mere $3 cover, you can't beat the value. Ryan and Dimitri bring you the goddamned jams 10pm-2am at The Knockout (3223 Mission St. @ Valencia). Don't fucking front.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Booty Bassment Pictures

The Booty Shake Contest

For those fortune few hundred people that were able to cram into the Knockout (SF) or managed to shake it down at the Whistlestop (SD) before the Fire Marshall pulled the plug, here are some visual reminders of what went down. Thanks to all the fine contestants and loyal Booty Shaking believers. There is much more to come!

come on...

shake shake it...


She Sells.

I just want to announce to the world that She Sells by Roxy Music may be one of the best pop songs ever written. It makes me so goddamned happy every time I hear it. I love Roxy Music and I love Bryan Ferry for making this world tolerable.

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This may be my pick for album of the year for 2007.


UTD is the latest release from the demented mind of Woe J. Reaper. This album is so unique and twisted and fresh sounding that I can't stop playing it. It's actually two albums released as one. The full title is UTD: Beneath the Odd-Edge Sounds of the Twilight Contract of the Black Fascist / The Wealth of the Penetration in the Abstract Paradigms of Satan. Fucking weird. The lyrical content and liner notes read like the diary of a madman, explaining his ideology, symbolism, thoughts on music and beyond. The artwork, the rants, the mystery, yes... but it's the music that really sets Furze apart from the rest.

These songs are completely manic and unsettling, with the esoteric mixing and production techniques of early Darkthrone (although the sound quality is definitely not low-fi on a whole) and just plain maniacal energy throughout, with meandering clean bass accompaniment, overly loud and reverberant toms, shredding fuzzed out guitar riffs, and vocal range that strays from a muffled cookie-monster whisper to the shriek of a burning witch to a throaty growl to a strangely eq'ed raspy melody, now in your face, now in the dungeon below, now in a schizophrenic conversation with himself panning ear to ear. The vocals are occasionally effected (we'll use the Reaper's own words) with a very odd-edge, including a voice pitch shifted..... up? Soooo weird sounding.

One of the cool things about this record though is that Furze is not beyond giving you a catchy head-nodding riff to keep you engaged, weird as the recording may be. These songs are decidedly catchy, with veritably infectious guitar riffs, but still possessing a spirit of geniune creative freedom. I think this is where the dichotomy of Furze comes to light. This album is absolutely mean sounding, but so much fun. As an added bonus, the legendary Frost (from Satyricon and 1349) is featured on drums on two songs.

And as if that wasn't enough to sell you, the vinyl edition comes with a large poster with a positively juvenile illustration depicting Jesus fucking Mohammed (who's face has been blacked out, hips impaled with two grappling hooks, and genitalia pierced) with an inhumanly long penis. The whole thing is just so fucked up and great. Go buy this record now. I have also included a brief overview of the U.T.D. album below that I found on the Furze website ( for your enjoyment.


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Here's a quick run down of FURZE's 3rd full length LP/CD:

PS: Only The Reaper Knows What "U.T.D." stands for.........


The Reaper himself speaks… Scythe trademark made music. FURZE prove as the Universal name, and with a dogmatic edge, reveals the only personification of The Death.

Aggressive riffing, you quickly understand that Furze luckily have rehearsed some guitar since 2001(last FURZE album recording). Here and track 3, you have the mighty Frost who stepped in on magic-Drums…No words needed really ! Total FURZE approach was reached (Frost is luckily an older Furze fan), of course, or no recording would take place with any "outsider" ! When this opener kicks off you see why we called this album "the true follow-up album to "Trident Autocrat""! Back in BRUTALITY, more so !

How The Reaper's shadow arrogantly penetrates human order – turning it to chaos without mercy. Creeping all history – all screams… Beyond all(power…life) killing technology there is, was and will ever be.

But, the map is dark…and the demons do inspire too...A chill psychedelic horror sucking you into - pens write in the airtouch...


No 1 = microcosm. No 2 = "half-eternity" systems (which means ALL ideas of ANY (divine,cyber,alien,spiritual etc etc, known and unknown) life. No 3 = The Reaper (Absolute Eternity in time and space) . Now you got this data – now read the lyric. Possibly the most intense song ever to be recorded by FURZE. Not easy on these words.

The Reaper is not in woe when witching deeds of murder is on the roll… It deals with the propaganda The Reaper reveals to the "black witch" ,but also the unconscious teamwork between Reaper(active role) and Mankind(passive) as a whole. An atmosphere for F.O.T.U. ,and (our) dark desires. "A flame casts a shadow…"



MANDRAKE – as a symbol of the hidden old dark roots of Mankind.

The map must be summoned. Organic Furzement is at hand. The perfect opening for "The Wealth of….". Instrumental.
Majestic and primitive at one and the same time...

Old lyric by now. This one takes a look at the moment and makes sure to narrow the mind where it is needed. The goat generates, must breath in the dark ,whilst walking it's own way.
Will inspire for the future guitar-sounds for Furze for sure.

This has excerpts, and is mainly based on a personal experiment/occult project which started early 2004. Originally entitled "The Pentagram" back then. Where "M.Officinarum" is the start, "Goat…" is it's natural result, to us in our life-mode ("1") that is. Not supposed to be printed at first ,however, "Djerve Djevel" is added good spice with this one as it's proceeder. The only purely slow, atmospheric track this time around…

Deals with the inner voice of strength – as opposed to "the endless jehova".
The circle is ended on "The Wealth...." with this track. Love to hatred is back – gives an "intellectual" aggression of realization to hatred in vivid action - it seems in this song.
"Djerve Djevel" means "Brave Devil" so to say...

We submit...

At long last, the unholy trinity of The Basstanic Wermacht (Dimitri Dickinson, Ikah Love, and Ryan Poulsen) have a blog. Here you will find listings for our events, rants and raves on music, art and otherwise, and reams of useless information that we deem fit for consumption on a mass scale. Please enjoy this garbage.