You can see Nate Ketner in back
Summer passed and along with it my quiet nights of reading comics and talking for hours into the night with my cousin. I moved back to an uncertain Fresno to help a friend start his hip new cafe. I’d missed making coffee for people, so Larry and I took another trip.
Once i was in town, the opening of the cafe was delayed several times. I felt my mind growing irritable with the waiting so I enrolled in full time classes at Fresno City College. It turns out I’m deeply interested in Biology 1, which is surprising.
After a few shows the band (Argyle Pimps) seemed to be completely back together. Jamie and I enjoyed a bright, if small, burst in creativity, which led me to rekindle my dreams of transcribing our songs from their sampled and looped forms into charted music, and to play along with a live jazz band. Sam Rocha (bass and sousaphone) and Joe Miller (drums) were a big part of putting the musicians together to do it and we’ve put 2 shows under our belts as a live jazz hop version of ourselves. I’m relieved that people seem to like it because I had grown so bored with the old format.
Friends have been the key. Love has been the answer to every need. Nick loaned me his bicycle so I could traverse Fresno, so I’ve arrived on time for class and work and band practice. Dusty and Faith stretched my ears and replaced my gauges for free, Billy and Corie gave me a family member price for renting my room, Mike came and got me and my things from San Diego and put me up for three months, rent-free, when the grand opening (and paycheck) was delayed, Rachel, Joy and Shannon worked together to buy me a stand up piano so I could grow musically, Sam Rocha, Nate Ketner, Joe Miller, Gary Anderson, Thomas Lake and Ian Garoian all rehearsed, transcribed and played for free just to help me get our first live band show off the ground.
A slow latte pouring of love.
Speaking of which, the cafe has opened, I’m regaining my Barista chops, and I’ve even moved to an apartment in the same complex as the cafe.
It seems like I have so much.
Thank you so much.
-Boney
Shaved Head-Chest Piece
Omar Gonzales laid this sacred heart chest piece on me in about 2 and a half to 3 hours free hand. It’s still only half colored in, but I femmed out before the flames and thorns were finished. I’ll post a new pic when it gets finished in October.
I’m back in SD after another trip. We’ve been working with our label Kamikazi Airlines to gain some international fame for my band next year, and I’m Probably moving back to the big “F” in a couple months to work on music with Jamie.
ENTER THE MUSTACHE
After the back and forth Arizona Odyssey. My aunt was safely out of jail and my cousin was about to start school so we had a week and a half to surf, sit around talking, drinking coffee and basically spending a few more memories in our summer skin, before I had to leave for a rap show. Blake took this one at Starbucks where I got hooked up with a free drink because the day shift girls are awesome.
So I’ve got my mind on my mustache and my mustache on my mind as I load up Larry with food and bedding to pee on. I leave him in the capable hands of my cuzzies. I’ve got to go do an Argyle Pimps show. The band (jamie and I) is in the process of getting back together. So this show is a way of testing the water to see if people are still interested in coming out to one of our shows. i was more than a little skeptical of the outcome, but I love throwing salty raps so I saddled up. Omar and Jamie both drove down to Ocean Beach to pick me up, which was the moswt badassest move they’ve done in a long time. Well mainly Jamie…omar’s usually a super drive long distance to do cool shit kinda dude.
Jamie and I haven’t recorded any new songs yet, but we did go up too the mountains with Clayton and spent a day laying down some skeleton track recordings of a few new songs that are being written for a sophomore Argyle Pimps LP. Jamie snapped this blurry bigfoot shot of your Uncle Boney in the booth.
Here’s a quickie of the show. All the shots came blurry. But we Maxed the capacity of the venue and everyone was satisfied and impressed or whatever and all the people who were supposed to make money off us did. So I guess it’s a success.
Jamie is a genius.
After the show we hung out at our manager Richard’s pad. There he is with Jamie.
Before I left Fresno I was able to swing by and “Co-headline” at thai Palms comedy night. AND THEN my old pal Andre Covington came by and asked me to headline a show at a casino in lemoore the next day. So I got to do TWO unscheduled stand up gigs that paid pretty well before I rode back to San Diego. That’s the kind of thing that NEVER HAPPENS. It was fun and encouraging. Thanks to everyone that came out.
Back in SD I was finally able to get out on the waves again with Blake. It felt great to be back by the ocean, most feelings were just pure relief to have this slice of time to mull over everything, surf and write rhymes. I was also able to snap a rare picture of my beautiful Aunt Teresa…
And my little cousin Jade.
