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Those krazed VHS-hunting pupz from Everything Is Terrible! (everyone’s favorite found footage chop shoppe) are back with their third inner-eye-opening feature — containing a feat never before attempted in either human or canine history. EIT! asks but a few simple questions: 1) “What if we made a movie composed ENTIRELY out of dog-related found footage?”; 2) ‘What if this magickal movie, made up of thousands of other dog movies, was also a remake of Alejandro Jodorowsky’s 1973 masterpiece The Holy Mountain?”; and, 3) “What if we went on the road performing an all-new “live in the fur” show that picked up where Cirque Du Soleil and The Rock-A-Fire Explosion left off?” Well, let’s stop asking dumb rhetorical questions because this never-ending spiral of World-Pup winning, sunglasses-wearing, murder-solving, skateboarding pooches is real! This is it! Are you dog enough to go fetch it? ARFFFFFF!

To feast your shade covered eyes on this sneak peek of DoggieWoggiez! PoochieWoochiez click the camera near the top of the page! No bonez about it this time! RUFFFFF!

A silver mt. zion was born in 1999. we played our first show at the constellation loft. efrim wrote the music in pencil in the pages of a dollar store notation book=a failed experiment in self-taught music theory that did not stick. later on, we recorded those songs onto 1/2-inch 8-track at thee mighty hotel2tango. mark moves to england and aidan plays some drums. wanda was dying, and we made the record for her. A couple of years later and we book our first tour. european winter. 5 weeks of playing quietly to drunks, and a bad digital piano. we wrote “the triumph of our tired eyes” on the road. came back home and recorded our second LP straight away. mixed it slowly, before and after the riots in quebec city, and named it “born into trouble as the sparks fly upwards”. hardly any piano this time, but a whole lot of bowed strings and very many noisy guitars. A year and a bit later. we write a bunch of songs in our jamspace and record our third LP. the neighbourhood’s changing, and nobody’s laughing at america’s president yet. we hustle up an amateur choir. we decide to tour again, but loud this time. we set up in a semi-circle and tear each other’s heads off. also, we start group-singing together. a handful of shows during canadian winter and then back over the ocean again. We tour steadily for the next few years, and record “horses in the sky”. we record one of the tunes around a campfire in the laurentians. we tour north america proper for the first time. We record “kollaps tradixionales” in the summer of 2009. jessica and efrim have a baby. the new record’s got songs that we wrote as the tra-la-la band, and a couple of new ones too. touring again, and we’re ten years old. in our own country we’re pretty much invisible. We believe in what we do, and move forward slowly. we’re lucky and we know it. we earn an honest living, though it gets harder all the time."

Cass McCombs was born in 1977 and raised in Northern California. He is of the generation that grew up hearing the stories still fresh on people's minds: Zodiac killings, Zebra killings, Manson, Black Panthers, SLA, riots, People's Park, LSD, etc. These were the local legends and became the basis for McCombs' imagination. He is a child of the 70s. Since leaving the area, he lived many years drifting the U.S. until ever attempting to make music seriously. He has said that from this experience he learned to listen people's stories from many walks of life. Instead of university, this was his education. McCombs worked as a janitor, in a horse stable, he was a soda jerk, a truck driver, and a movie projectionist. He worked construction in New Jersey and at a midtown NYC delicatessen. McCombs developed his narrative songwriting style, and since has always expressed himself through the use of characters. He writes stories for his friends using their humor, their language, with detail and color, relating their drug use to classical literary themes, for instance. Rather than fulfilling the stereotype of the confessional singer-songwriter, he describes the lifestyles and feelings of those that surround him, with more love than judgment. McCombs is a mirror.

Show Times:
Office Space: 7:00 PM
The Big Lebowski: 9:00 PM

Two Year Anniversary!

Food & Drink Specials:

Drinks:
$3 Bud Light Drafts
$3 Rolling Rock cans
$5 White Russians

Food(Prices TBD):
"The Dude" Burger
Pizza Shooters
Shrimp Poppers