DINO BIRTHDAY BASH
At the Coconut Teaszer
By geelaguu


Although his birthday is the same day as my dad's, September 2, Dino and the boys decided to throw a bash on the corner of Crescent Heights and Sunset at the Teaszer. This was an event that nobody would miss, unless you were sick as a dog. Good music, porno stars, midgets, and Dino. What else is there? Well, it's not everything, but close enough.
First I need to address a serious issue amongst band members. What is the guaranteed way to not make it in the music business besides horrible songs? Yep, by being a jerk and shooting your mouth off to everybody including the editor of a paper about how bad the other bands suck. My advice to the band Creepazoid, those that live in glass houses should not cast stones. They may be nice guys, but you should stop certain members from making the band look bad. This guy had the audacity to try and slag SPINESHANK and 57 CROWN. He said, "What was the difference between the two of them?" My response," two completely different sounds, but even without playing they still kick the opening bands ass." Nuff said!
SPINESHANK had the second set of the night but by far put on the best show. At 9:00 they said, "This set is dedicated to Dino," and proceeded to shake the stage with songs like STAIN and 40 BELOW. They dedicated the song NOVACAINE to a friend who recently passed away. Class act guys! Even on house equipment they showed us of their limitless capabilities.
57 CROWN broke loose tonight with new singer Gong formerly of IGR. Gong is more convincing as a frontman compared to their old singer. They have rewritten their lyrics and I found the song that used to be KING OF LA to be quite humorous, if I got the point in changing it to WHO'S THE KING NOW? They were loud, obnoxious, and rude like all good metal should be.
Opening with SYMPTOMS OF THE UNIVERSE, I think, SLACK BABBATH proved to be a treat as they brought up guest singers (Burton and Hillbilly Jim) and even a guest drummer, Dave Lombardo of GRIP INC. Dave proved more than his 'speed metal' capabilities by throwing in the tasty licks to FAIRIES WEAR BOOTS. With pentagram, 666 signs showing, and the almighty metal fist raised in full glory, they proved to be a good act.
But at 1:00 is what everybody had been waiting for, FEAR FACTORY. Only scheduled to play two songs, we knew they couldn't resist the temptation once on stage to jam a few more. Bodies began to sweat profusely as they halted the Scum to the ceiling. One young lady even decided to bare tit all for the guys. How did it look Burton?