Being that I do not have the time to upload the images of last weeks return to Arizona, I can at least off you this image of TV host Count Midnight www.countmidnight.com and I at the Music Box Massacre.
Things are winding down though not quite enough till after Halloween weekend, which normally marks the end of my busiest season of the year.
Kelly and I have been either on the road over the last 2 months or at some weekend long event that absorbs any alone time that we could allow ourselves. After this weekend, it's a coast till Alc O Holiday and then the big AVN show in Jan.
Thursday evening as soon as I got off work I made the commute home, changed my clothes and took my packed bags to the corner for a lift to O'Hare where we learned out flight to AZ was an hour late. It wasn't a bad thing being it actually gave us time to sit down and eat.
We boarded TED Airlines which is a new part of UNITED AIRLINES and I insist that everyone considered economy when flying because Ted will never, knock knock, get our business again. It should have been called RETARD - TED Airlines. They are bad and the passengers as well as the crew leave much to be desired. I may as well have been flying out of Gary.
We arrived in Phoenix at 11 ish PST and were greeted by John who I hadn't seen in two years. We wasted no time in getting to his new house complete with garden of Eden and a bar built in the barn in his back yard. And we drank till 330 which was 530 my time which officially marked that I had been up now for 24 hours and feeling no fatigue. I only went to sleep because I saw the weariness on Johns face and knew for my own sake I better crash. Kelly had sacked out an hour prior and Johns cat Freaky Beast slept between our heads and I woke up with her sleeping on my chest.
I woke up and John and I began getting things together and running a few errands early on and we just kicked back till Kelly woke up and got ready. The fun was about to begin. Shopping for anything in Phoenix is fun, especially for omeone liek me who has a lot of southwest flair for a Chicagoan. And the mexican supermarket we ended up shopping for grub for that evenings BBQ was pure heaven on earth. Why we don't have something like this in Chicago is beyond me. And we loaded up BIG TIME! But the grand finale was the pound of cerviche' we took back to Cheneys place.
John is well stocked with booze and lots of ultra fine tequilas from Mexico. I had sampled several the night before and as the dark engulfed sun city a party was on the horizon. The first to arrive was a friend I made on myspace named Michellio who is a friend of a friend I knew from a band who I booked regularly back home in Chicago. Michellio had a friend Katie with her who had met her in Mesa about 17 months earlier.
As we all began drinking and becoming friends a lot of familiar faces began to arrive, many friends I've made over the last 6 years that I've been a regular visitor to Phoenix. Jason Moss and his wife and I reunited. Jason as it turns out is a 3 decade old friend of porn's newest sensation, the director of the moment, Eon McKai, someone I've been working on a professional level with for the past year. And the people kept showing up, pix were snapped and memories were made. We even had a little Absinthe which JC has imported occasionally. it was a nice evening and when Wil aka Vil Vodka arrived we went next door to his bar and had some very nice cold martinis.
The night ended mid morning and I found myself needing sleep and once again with Kelly and I freaky Beast slumber along.
TO BE CONTINUED
it's 730 AM time to leave for work
So I was told you asked: Why is AZ not updating the MK site anymore and not contributing to the "scene"?
Maybe this will answer your question:
I work a full time corporate day job. And I can hardly update when I'm putting my mothers ashes in a canyon in Arizona out of state for a just under a week. However, I've always been involved with BIGGER events of a national scale that aren't in a local neighborhood bar.
Hmm and eXXXacty have I been doing??? Ummmm, well over the last 60 days I've been goofing off by:
Camping in Wisconsin for a weekend and a Trike rally
and the next weekend,
A trip to Indianapolis and a old friends wedding
Flashback Weekend 3 days
Glamour Con 2 days
Skinny Puppy Release Party
Danzig/Mortiis concert and aftershow party including riding in the bus with the band
Music Box Masacre (24 hour horror movie marathon)
Phoenix and Sedona 5 days
Roc bar several weekends and Holiday club outings,
and this weekend:
House Of Blues Halloween Party
Pimps and Ho's Ball with the girls I might add
My Ruin in the burbs
and in the next couple weeks:
SuperMecado release party
Alc O Holdiay planning
Does AVN count since it's in Vega$?
All above I must insist I was an intrigual part of in it's happening.
Why am I not contributing to the "scene". Gee I have no clue. I always worked on a more of a national level. I just happen to live in Chicago and happen to host/sponsor an occasional event.
Let me reword the same question to you my friend, what have you done as of late to contribute to the "scene"?
I rest my case.
- Alex (I want to watch a DVD now) Zander
PS: My brother had the following nice things to say about me today on myspace.com thanks TOBAR!
In a bulletin title: "Compliments"
Alex can pick up items with his spit from at least a 6ft. distance.
Alex can go weeks without sleeping.
Alex cooks a reeeally good omelette.
Alex shares ( Alex understands what I mean, the rest of you are clueless)
Alex remembers EVERYTHING (I think he probably remembers his own birth)
(editors note: I want to thank Kevin and Afra for all the aid they've provided to a net-tard like me. I mean it, you guys either don't know or do know how much you've done for me. I thank and I love you with all the heart I have left. I know you're reading this because even the people who hate and loathe me do. *do yourselves a favor and don't be so interested in what I'm up to, you're better off without me so stop peeping into my life* So here's to you boys! The first drink I have after I take care of Mom is to youz)
Well, Iím getting the fuck out of dodge. All I could think about today was how Saddam would not say his name in court. Well you all and I mean everyone will and can are please challenge me, but my theory is that if the jar heads in the military brinks didnít feed him Cheetos he wouldnít be as mindless as all of the other Cheetos chowing litter -bugs, END OF STORY. Fucking POLLUTERS
So AZ is off to AZ. Nirvana, sleeha, and yes my promised land. The last stronghold of the Apache. My Prairie (N) Brother Joel is in South Dakota doing his thing and my half breed motherfucking ass will be hiking the rocks of Sedona AZ on Saturday and taking my mothers ashes to the most beautiful place I know. See my myspace.com profile by searching Alex Zander and you will see my profile photo is my most peaceful place and that is where my mothers remains shall forever become one with. A most beautiful and finite farewell.
Now nothing would be complete if it werenít for a bump in the road in the path that olí AZ is set to embark. Thanks to the boneheads in the US government who so carefully and retardedly created such a politically correct system we now know and live called the PATRIOT ACT, I had to Fed Ex my motherís ashes to Arizona because if I took them to the airport theyíd have to open the urn. NOW THAT IS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN TILL I DO IT. And nobody including this fucking imbecile some people out there elected, because they didnít want to vote for the ďlosing teamĒ elected into government. How would you, they or anyone else feel if at such a sensitive moment they wanted to violate the one who gave you lifeís final remain? About how I felt when I had to box it up and put packing material in there and tape it the way someone would a gift to a loved one far far away. It fucking SUCKED! And I had to go back to work after spending my lunch break doing so.
It didnít feel good. It hurt. And itís sick that weíve become so idiotically politically correct that when we pick out the most likely purveyor of death that we donít and take old ladies, children and long hairs like myself and practically cavities search us. Exaggerated, yes, but not that far fucking off.
But as I rant and rant and rant about the negative a lot of good will also come from another of my jaunts to the colorful and mind expanding southwest.
On Friday the great toy designer Tom Tretter (Star Wars, Fantastic 4, Pirates of the Caribean.Etc) and Tommy Victor (Prong, Danzig, Zombie AND Ministry) are driving in fro LA to hang. And I will also see my ol bud the talented and twisted and brilliant Mr. John C and his magic garden. And some lovelies that I met on myspace with also a taste for the bizarre will attend. And Jason and Cherish and Wil and Courtney and fuck knows who else will join in the grand BBQ unseen since the Hells Angels roasted pigs at Altamont.
And Saturday weíre al taking a drive north through the desert to Sedona, my only heaven. And Kelly will make her virgin voyage to the place I consider paradise and I believe, or at least hope she to will become intoxicated with itís splendor.
We have a cabin in the canyon with no TV or telephone, but a private deck right under the red rocked lined walls of canyon with the river running right under us. John and company will be next door and we will all do our sacred satanic fire dance for the gods of thunder!!! Hehehehehehehehe, are you buying it??? Do you want to? At what price?
Okay enough of the fun stuff. Iím putting my mother in a beautiful and peaceful place, showing my lady the place I love to escape to, gonna see some really true, good and long lost friends (make some new ) and eat rattlesnake, buffalo, cactus fries, elk and anything else that the sweet state of Arizona wants to feed us. And if Iím lucky, Iíll bring a rattle home with me. And my sweet Kelly with a new perception of our beautiful country and all she has to offer.
See you on the other side kiddies.
Blood and Fire,
Alex ( El Diablo) Zander
I could not wait to get off work yesterday as when I got home I changed back into AZ and went with Bryan (the friend formerly known as Moe) and we went to Lincolnshire to see the uncut 1 night only screening of George Romero's LAND OF THE DEAD. This is out on DVD today and I give it my highest recommendation. The gore and shock in this flick in unbeatable. Nobody does it like Romero. I'm still getting the DVD but if I hadn't seen this on teh big screen I doubt I could have ever forgiven myself.
The history of me and the "Dead" series goes back decades. From the night I stayed up late at my grandparents to watch the original NOTLD, through seeing Dawn in Dallas Texas in 1983 on my first date with a lady there and in 86 saw Day of The Dead while I had strept throat and a temp that exceeded 100 degrees in teh cold snowy Ohio Valley winter. And in 93 I attended the 25th anniversary of NOTLD at the Mall where Dawn was shot in the 80's.
On another note, Batman Begins hit DVD today. Another great film from this year.
The weekend was fun. Creepy aka Jeff Brown came to Chicago and we went to teh Twisted Spoke, met Gade and all went to Ranalli's before heading over to Rusty' Nail's extravaganza at the Music Box Theatre. The Music Box Massacre was his 24 hour horror film fest and it was like a reunion of film freaks. Rusty certainly has his finger on teh pulse of all things edgy. So glad we have him here in Chicago.
Well I'm off to work. The month will wrap up with my trip to Arizona this weekend, the Pimps and Ho's Ball bathing in a bevy of famous porn stars and MY RUIN playing in West Dundee.
Oh, and my friend Carly will be in town promoting her first book Naked Ambition, which is an expose of women's impact on pornography and how they've got a handle on it. I'm almost done reading it now. I read it on my commute to work and you should see the faces of the people on a crowded rush hour train trying not to read the title of this writ. It's a great book by the way. See you in 2 weeks Carly!
I'VE BEEN UP SINCE 3AM!!!! And I need to go to work.
If what I am witnessing this morning is any indication, I will begin living my own personal HELL!
Why? Because being that thee White Sox will be in the world series the entire city of Chicago has become RETARDED. The media is only fanning the flames and people are in the streets screaming and partying and people have been up all night and will be missing work. One lady stated she will be in trouble at her job due to this but "If anyone knows me, they know there is nothing more important to me than the White Sox." PATHETIC! Another fan commented that he is happier about the win than when he got married to his wife, and another gent stated, this is the happiest he's been since his kids were born.
Well I think I've had some pretty happy events in my life and work in MK but I can't compare anything yet as signifgant as these mofos.
Maybe the day we trike across the USA I can say that but till then, I'll contain myself as I reach every personal milestone.
If this were a concert or music related event the cops would be busting us for acting so out of control.
Lots to catch up on, and soon, this will be updated in a nutshell and not in my usual HST manner.
Tonight Bryan and I are going to Lincolnshire to see the one night ONLY showing of Land of The Dead unedited and uncensored.
Thursday we leave for Phoenix so I can lay my mothers ashes in teh most beautiful place I know.
Tom Tretter and Tommy Victor will be coming into Phoenix from LA to hang with us Friday.
Pimps and Ho's Ball is only 2 weekends away. Kelly is making my Snakeskin Jacket.
Hung out with Creepy and Gade at the Music Box Massacre 24 hour horror film fest over the weekend.
And I need to wrap up by writing about the Skinny Puppy release party, the camping trip and my new lust affair with Trikes, Danzig and Mortiis aftershow, KMFDM, Holiday Club and of course my new favorite hangout, Roc Bar.
So in all of my fun, I will and must pay the price with Sox fever. Fucking tards. Simma down now already.
Kelly with Glen Danzig and SuZn House of Blues
As usual this is my busy season and I'm too drained to compose my been here done that rant. A near death experience last week. Sedona this time next week. I'll be back.
Letter on myspace.com
and who did i spy in the elevator at work this morning? half asleep, and half caught off-gaurd, i only realized it was you after i stepped off the elevator. it's always interesting to see people at each extreme (wasted at the bar & all spiffed up for job/work) and never in the middle.