All’s I’ve got right now is this little fundraiser. MIRAC is doing good work and we‘re proud to support them and send love and support and solidarity north. Minnesotans are the best of the Midwest, and midwesterners are the best of America.

The project of this winter is now accessorising my big double-breasted greatcoat so that it doesn’t immediately read as fascist. Tweed cap and a scarf my mum knitted should do the trick; none of those nazi fucks have mothers who love them enough to knit them a scarf.

something good came out of me turning f***y. Low cover, with love to the extremely fucking mighty state of Minnesota. all proceeds to Minnesota Immigrant Rights Action Committee weaklungband.bandcamp.com/track/when-i...

Hey friends it's 1 year since we in Weaklung released our first LP. So to celebrate we have put out a live cover of Low's When I Go Deaf for pay what you want. Any $ raised by this track will be donated to the Minnesota Immigrant Rights Action Committee. Thanks friends. weaklungband.bandcamp.com

Go on then. Pet name as gif:

I did a banter about the sports on stage tonight and I was told it was really funny and I can’t remember what I said. But I’m grateful to all the Bears fans who came downstairs to the punk show after the game was over

when you are petting a cat and the purr descends in register from “love it” to the louder slower “oh hell yes now that’s the stuff” purr, that is a blessing in this world

we’re gonna make you put your phones in those pouches and I will periodically check the Bears score and may or may not report back depending on how it’s going

That’s me on the flyer That’s me in the spot. light. Promoting the Weaklung show

Some demos. Some of these might be Weaklung songs later, some won’t. perefex.bandcamp.com/album/januar...

What if we kissed at Fat Chris’ Pizza And Such where Alkaline Trio recorded Goddamnit and Maybe I’ll Catch Fire

Who the fuck plays music on a Bluetooth speaker in an office? Why do you think anyone wants to listen to your shitty music?

Hey big thanks to @gdwessel.bsky.social and @chirpradio.org for supporting your pals Weaklung's debut LP this year and thanks for naming it one of the 10 best!

My brain has decided that Leonard Cohen’s version of The Partisan is a cool and chill thing to keep throwing around the inside of my skull for a week straight. fuck you brain, I‘m depriving you of sunlight until you fix this shit.

exceedingly good practice

That’s the old Elbo Room space, for the old heads.

They were supposed to announce it yesterday so I see no harm in posting here. Weaklung's first show of 2026 and first at new(ish) venue Book Club. Sun Jan 18, day before MLK day so hopefully you won't have to worry about clocking in Monday

My kind of prompt. In no particular order, based on influence on me, not necessarily an endorsement of them as people, etc… Noel Gallagher Annie Clark Marisa Paternoster Mark Knopfler Graham Coxon Eric Hudson Alan Sparhawk Josh Homme Jeff Parker Leah Wellbaum

Is this Owen’s way of telling me we got a gig opening for the Smashing Pumpkins?

Band practice is great and all but those sweet people would not put up with me inserting a full length rendition of Mogwai Fear Satan in the middle of song that’s already three times longer than any one of our other songs, so for moments like this it’s always gotta be Playing Guitar Alone In My Room

apparently the team that’s threatening relocation in order to get tax breaks from their home city is playing against the team that’s collectively owned by their home city, and i’m supposed to prefer the former?

Just saw a weaklung shirt in the wild for the first time. Made my night!

It’s gonna be me and the cat and Nina Simone and a book for the rest of the day, folks.

London, 2009. Met a guy after the pubs closed sitting by the side of the road who claimed to be Jim from Massive Attack. Not sure that there ever was a Jim from Massive Attack.

My parents sat down with me and my sister to watch Trainspotting specifically as an anti-drug message. It worked, I’ve never tried heroin.

I have found myself in the presence of an American football game and you all know this shit is ridiculous, right? It’s the dubstep of sports.

I watched It’s A Wonderful Life and I didn’t cry, kind of worried about what this means about my emotional state.

Restringing a guitar is one of those productive procrastinations that makes you feel like you’re accomplishing something while putting off the thing you’re supposed to be doing except when it’s a 12-string and you put THAT task off by doing the thing you were actually supposed to do to begin with.

Ultimately this can be distilled to the simple comparison of Do They Know It’s Christmas? (cheesy, good) to We Are The World (cheesy, bad).

Question is, will I be dead before the songs on The Wicker Man (1973) soundtrack enter public domain?

This planet needs to get its shit together. Celebrating the solstice like a month into winter when we’ve got at least until April to get out on the other side of this shit. Oooh the days are getting longer, are they? Fuck you, gimme shorter days with more sunlight you frosty bastard.

I really needed that band practice. Restorative brain medicine.

I just watched The Wicker Man (1973) for the first time. Holy moly does that thing go hard.

also included some manifesting of things i’d like to see happen in 2026

“Gonna cut down on my bluesky time-killing, I’ll check in just once in the morning and be done after that” *checks in once in the morning* “Nothing means anything, may as well waste my day here for all the difference it makes”

Guess I'll post this again

Kind of hate that for all my disdain of various segments and individual examples of humanity I always find myself siding with the most human position in any given scenario.

Copilot has suggestions to fix my Excel file, does it? The file that’s a template auto-generated and populated by Microsoft Forms, that I have done absolutely nothing to? Sort yer fuckin life out, Microsoft.

I love Wikipedia. You wanna know about something? Who doesn’t! Give ‘em cash! A bunch of nerds working mostly for free to make sure information is true and correct, least you can do is help keep the lights on. Here’s a wee snippet of my saved articles list:

This is my cyclical reminder that there's really only one consistently reliable source of info in the public record that isn't owned by right wing billionaires, who really want to put an end to it. Please give at least the $2.75 minimum they request if you can. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page

A problem I have is that I was born just late enough and far away enough from America that I can’t really tell the difference between Billy Joel and Billy Crystal and I simply can’t bring myself to care enough to learn.

Tales of Terror (1962)! Vincent Price and Peter Lorre in a loose adaptation of The Cask Of Amontillado. Also the source of one of my favourite gifs.

My head says Snakes On A Plane, opening weekend, August 2006 in San Francisco. I’d arrived there a week or so before at the start of a study abroad year. Just the most joyful, silly, ecstatic experience… …but my heart says “any time they screen The Blues Brothers at @musicboxtheatre.bsky.social“

Ate at the Chicago Diner last night before our set, which means I’m fully justified in demolishing a steak sandwich at Ricobene’s tonight.

This bill is so good.

this show was such a blast and the other bands on the bill destroyed and loud rock music in a live setting is the greatest thing in the whole goddamned world

This from @blockclubchi.bsky.social is great. Liars Club is one of the most welcoming places we’ve played; all the staff are lovely and they seem genuinely committed to maintaining a space for anyone to play. blockclubchicago.org/2025/12/12/l...

You want memory-killing sludge? Come to Cole‘s tomorrow night.

Now I'm getting emails trying to sell me "memory killing sludge"!

Tomorrow! I promise rocking, hugs, and new shirts.