Yes, tattooed ferrets, with their own Halifaxxx Authentic bathrobes. Mini me if you will.
mini me huh? Since I've never met you, I picture you as a furry little guy with beady eyes...
Perhaps. But "mini me" referenced the person ordering the robe, not literally mini me, as in Halifaxxx. Mini you maybe? English syntax and proper usage was never my strong suit. I did learn how to write cursive though but I haven't in like 30 years. Block print for me and three distinct squiggles for a signature that change with each signing. Gotta keep the forgers and scammers guessing. Also, it adds collectors value as you have to try to collect all the variant signatures to have a true collection. Marketing genius I am.
shit yeah, we are gonna have to get a professional in here to certify your sig
2000- Atlanta, GA: New Orleans, LA: Memphis, TN: Nashville, TN
2003- Raleigh, NC: Charlotte, NC: Atlanta, GA
2004- Asheville, NC (hometown show)
2006- Cincinnati, OH
2008- Columbia, SC
2009- Chicago, IL x 2 / Ed Vedder- Atlanta, GA x 2
2010- Bristow, VA
2011- Alpine Valley, WI (PJ20) x 2 / Ed Vedder- Chicago, IL
2012- Atlanta, GA
2013- Charlotte, NC
2014- Cincinnati, OH
2015- New York, NY
2016- Greenville, SC: Hampton, VA:: Columbia, SC: Raleigh, NC : Lexington, KY: Philly, PA 2: (Wrigley) Chicago, IL x 2 (holy shit): Temple of the Dog- Philly, PA
Perhaps. But "mini me" referenced the person ordering the robe, not literally mini me, as in Halifaxxx. Mini you maybe? English syntax and proper usage was never my strong suit. I did learn how to write cursive though but I haven't in like 30 years. Block print for me and three distinct squiggles for a signature that change with each signing. Gotta keep the forgers and scammers guessing. Also, it adds collectors value as you have to try to collect all the variant signatures to have a true collection. Marketing genius I am.
again, if said robes will only come in the red sox colors or that of a cheating football team, I will have no part in ordering any of them.
Mini Me ferret? Furry I am not, beady eyes...maybe.
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
Perhaps. But "mini me" referenced the person ordering the robe, not literally mini me, as in Halifaxxx. Mini you maybe? English syntax and proper usage was never my strong suit. I did learn how to write cursive though but I haven't in like 30 years. Block print for me and three distinct squiggles for a signature that change with each signing. Gotta keep the forgers and scammers guessing. Also, it adds collectors value as you have to try to collect all the variant signatures to have a true collection. Marketing genius I am.
again, if said robes will only come in the red sox colors or that of a cheating football team, I will have no part in ordering any of them.
Mini Me ferret? Furry I am not, beady eyes...maybe.
Welcome to Degenerate-A-Palooza! The A-list has been let in, GA followed and the way back reserved after. Nice to see! Okay, so here we are at Eric's Bar, in the basement's back, back room. Out here on or off Route 9. Rail is looking safe, nice! Okay so before we get going, you know, its been awhile. We've had Snowapocolypse I, II, III and IV, working toward V. And we've had some jailings, releasings and bannings. We've had threads closed, without explanation, others for well, okay, it wasn't nice but you know, free speech? And it isn't free, right? It costs. So anyway, we've had other shit happen, like Selma, Ferguson, and 1963. ISIS. Anyone remember ISIS? Well, my point being, if I have a point, too much smoldering kitty litter you know, might be this, that sometimes, just sometimes, seriousness, rules, admonishment, free speech, the like, should take a step back, and remember where we come from, where we've been and where we're going, cuz sometimes, the journey and who you take it with, is way more than any thing else going on, anywhere, no matter how deprived.
So, with no further ado, we'll get started but, this is wind music so you have to be quiet. Then we'll play electric music and boogey. This first one is dedicated to imalive for his previous schniveling, like I said, its been awhile:
It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore I am sorry Sometimes it hurts so badly I must post out loud I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are An elitist You make it hard
Remember what we've said and done and posted about each other Oh, mods have mercy Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now De-gen-e-rates I am not dreaming
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are An elitist You make it hard
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Tearing yourself away from the forums now you are free And I am posting This does not mean I won't PM you I do that's forever Yes and for always
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are An elitist You make it hard
Something inside is telling me that I don’t got your secret Are you still reading? Fear is the lock and laughter the key to our threads And I don’t understand you
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are You make it hard And you make it hard And you make it hard And you make it hard
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Friday evening, after some PBRs Sunday in the afternoon, with High Mountain Rye What have I got to lose?
Tuesday morning Please be gone I'm tired of your posts What have I got to lose?
Can I tell it like it is? (Help me I'm sufferin') Listen to me BB It's my brain that's a sufferin' it's a dyin' (Help me I'm dyin' to post again) And that's what I have to lose (To lose)
I've got an answer I'm going to post and flame away What have I got to lose?
Will you come read me Thursdays and Saturdays? What have I got to lose?
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Chestnut brown mods Ruby throated readers PM a complaint, don't be safe Ban me to the marrow
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Voices of the degenerates Ring around the thread Asking me said she so not free How can you catch the jail?
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Racy lilting lady, Northern Dragon Losing a place in line lamenting Change my life, make it right Let me post my lady
I'll strike the keyboard, you send the PM in the way that you can today. Staring at the screen for hours and hours while I read you Write your posts all night long for me, only for me, BB let me be.
Come to us now and lock our thread for just forever, everything posted is lost. Such a cozy chat room, the screens are illuminated by the Draconianism shone through, fiery judgments for us, only for us.
Our thread is a very, very fine thread with two donkey pits on the forum, posting is so hard, Now all the smileys are hard cause of you and our la, la, la:
Our thread is a very, very fine thread with two donkey pits on the forum, posting is so hard, Now all the smileys are hard cause of you and our
I'll strike the keyboard, you send the PM to the mods sometime today.
Ah, look at all the lonely posters Ah, look at all the lonely posters
ND picks up the shells on the street where a turtle had been Lives in a dream Waits in the line, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the rail Who is it for?
All the lonely posters Where do they all come from? All the lonely posters Where do they all belong?
Father Last Exit writing the words of a post that no one will read No one dares come near Look at him working, hitting his keys in the night when there's nobody there What does he care?
All the lonely posters Where do they all come from? All the lonely posters Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely posters Ah, look at all the lonely posters
The turtle died in the street and was buried along with his name Nobody came Father Last Exit wiping the smirk from his smile as he walks the last mile No one was in line
All the lonely posters (Ah, look at all the lonely posters) Where do they all come from? All the lonely posters (Ah, look at all the lonely posters) Where do they all belong?
Picture yourself on a thread in a forum With tangerine turtles and marmalade calendars A degenerate writes to you, you reply quite slowly An elitist with round brimming eyes
Cellophane wrappers from crumpets and cheese Towering over your keyboard Look for the turtle with the culprit in its eyes And it's gone
Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Aaaaahhhhh...burp
Follow the VIPs down to a bridge by a tent Where rocking horse peeps eat marshmellow cheese No one smiles as you drift past the crime scene That grows so incredibly bile
Newpaper charging stations appear in the tent Waiting to make you post away Hit send on the keyboard with your post in the clouds And you're gone to Facebook
Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Aaaaahhhhh...pphhhhhhhhttttttttt
Picture yourself on a lawn chair in line With plasticine merch with looking glass stickers Suddenly someone is there at the rail An elitist with round brimming eyes
Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Aaaaahhhhh...burp, belch, fart, ppphhhhhhhhtttttttttttttt Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Aaaaahhhhh... burp, belch, fart, ppphhhhhhhhtttttttttttttt Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Your lock is like a tidal wave, spinning over my hand Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid You're the right kind of poster to release my inner fantasy The invincible writer and you know that you were born to be
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around with me You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around, no, no, no
Your lock has set my brain on fire, burnin' out of control BB taught me the ways of posting, now it's takin' its toll You're the right kind of poster to release my inner fantasy The invincible writer and you know that you were born to be
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around with me You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around, no, no, no
You're the right kind of poster to release my inner fantasy The invincible writer and you know that you were born to be
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around with me You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around with me
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Don't you mess around with me You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker Forumbreaker
I was posting a post Down at a place called The Potpouri With a girl named ND When in wrote a missus With a pen in her hand And she was looking for you know who. she said, "Hey there fellow, With the GA list colored yellow, Watcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my forum there And I'm a woman who cares And this might be all for you."
I was scared and fearing for my posts. I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree. 'Cause she was lean, mean, Big and bad, Lord, Pointin' that pen at me. I said, "Wait a minute, missus, I didn't even offend her. Don't want no trouble with you. And I know you don't owe me But I wish you'd let me Ask one favor from you."
[Chorus] "Won't you give me three posts, Gimme three posts missus, Gimme three posts towards the thread? Gimme three posts Gimme three posts missus, And you'll never read me no more."
Well the forum cleared away And I began to say As the words fell on the screen. And I'm telling you Last Exit, Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a Mount Blanc pen. Well she turned and whispered at ND And that's the break I was looking for. And you could hear me censoring a mile away As I was headed out towards the door.
"Won't you give me three posts, Gimme three posts missus, Gimme three posts towards the thread? Gimme three posts Gimme three posts missus, And you'll never read me no more."
Well, it's 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my bus driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little VIP’er And I know I can treat them right.
What's your name, little poster? What's your name? Readin' you straight, little poster? Won't you type the same?
Back in the thread Mod we got such a mess It seems that BB Had a row with one of the guests, oh yes Well, the police said we can't drink in the tent What a shame Won't you come upstairs poster And have a read of a thread
What's your name, little poster? What's your name? Readin' you straight, little poster? For there ain't no shame.
What's your name, little poster? What's your name? Readin' you straight, little poster? Won't you type the same?
What's your name, little poster? What's your name? Readin' you straight, little poster? Won't you type the same?
9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred words to type To do one more show, oh no Can I get you a forum thread It sure was grand When I come back here next year I wanna read you again
What was your name, little poster? What's your name? Readin' you straight, little poster? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little poster? What's your name? Readin' you straight, little poster? Won't you type the same?
I'm craving a crumpet...not that I've ever had one, but it sounds delish.
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
So this next one is dedicated to a long time poster, someone who takes chances, learns from his mistakes and yet should be a beacon of freedom to us all! Speedy, I'm talking about you:
I remember all my posts Raining down as cold as elitists. Shadows of a forum, A word through a screen cryin' in the night, The night goes into Morning just another day; Miserable peeps pass my way. Looking in their eyes, I see a Forum I never realized how happy you made me.
Oh Speedy well, You came and you wrote without taking, But they sent you away. Oh, Speedy well, Told me and stopped me from shaking, And I need to post today. Oh, Speedy!
I'm typing on the edge of time; I've walked away when words were mine. Caught up in a world of uphill posting, The offense are in my mind and nothin' in rhyming.
Oh Speedy well, You came and you wrote without taking, But they sent you away. Oh, Speedy well, Told me and stopped me from shaking, And I need to post today. Oh,Speedy!
Yesterday's forum’s a dream I face the morning Crying on a ban The pain is calling Oh Speedy Well, you came and you wrote without taking But they sent you away oh, Speedy Well, you posted and stopped me from shaking And I want to read you today Oh, Speedy You came and you wrote without taking But they sent you away oh, Speedy Well, you posted and stopped me from shaking And we need you to keep posting (Censorship is unAmerican)
And give it up for a Manilow sticker on a Cadillac, don't look back, you can never look back!
This one is dedicated to WH, she knows who she is. We're still thinking about you, even if others aren't:
Forum living is easy to do The things you wrote I read them from you Graceless lady you know I am degenerate, like you You know I can't let you slide through my screen Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away Wild, wild degenerates, couldn't make me look away I watched you suffer a dull aching pain, so slowly Now you decided to show them the same No sweeping exits or off screen lines, truth to power Could make me feel better or treat you unkind Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away Wild, wild degenerates, couldn't make me look away I know they warned you a post and a lie I have my freedom but I don't have much expression Faith has been broken, fears must be cried Let's do some posting after we die Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away Wild, wild degenerates, we'll read them some day Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away Wild, wild degenerates, we'll read them some day
So, we're finishing up our run. You know, all good things must end, right? Well, keep fighting the good fight! Speak to power. Don't give in. Don't stop believing! Degenerates unite!
If tomorrow all the posted things were gone I'd worked for all my night, And I had to start again with just my degenerates and my VIPs. I'd thank my lucky membership to be posting here today, ‘Cause the forums still stand for freedom and they can't ban us away (well, maybe they can, but you know, whatever).
And I'm proud to be a Degenerate where at least I know I'm banned. And I won't forget the posters before me who, who gave that warning to me. And I'd gladly throw up next to you and denounce them still today. ‘Cause there ain't no doubt I love this Band God bless Eddie, Mike, Stone, Jeff & BOOM & Matt.
From the lakes of Minnesota, to the hills of Tennessee, across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea,
From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA, across the litter boxes of today Inside the Robe Factories and the Merch Booths too Well, there's pride in every PJ Poster’s heart, and it's time to stand and say:
I'm proud to be a Degenerate where at least I know I'm banned. And I won't forget the posters before me who, who gave that warning to me. And I'd gladly throw up next to you and denounce them still today. ‘Cause there ain't no doubt I love this Band God bless Eddie, Mike, Stone & Jeff and BOOM & Matt too. Let’s not forget the roadies, the back of the house, the front of the house, the ticket sellers, beer sellers, merch sellers, security, parking lot folks, cleaners, custodians, beer pourers, truck drivers, bus drivers, taxi drivers, pilots, airport people, you know, all that make it happen, cuz, its well you know, not just us or me but all of us, together, peace.
We call this one, Sweet Home AET: 1, 2, 3 Post it up Big keys keep on typing Carry me away to read my kin Writing words on the forums I miss BB once again And I think it's a sin, yea Well, I heard Ms. ND sing about them Well, I heard ol' ND put them down Well, I hope ND will remember A turtle don't need her around anyhow Sweet home AET Where the screens are so blue Sweet home AET, Mods I'm coming home to you On The Porch they love the calendar, boo boo boo Now we all posted how we could Now name calling does not bother me Does taking your clothes off bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home AET Where the screens are so blue Sweet home AET Mods, I'm coming home to you Here I come, AET Ah ah ah AET, ah ah ah AET, ah ah ah AET, ah ah ah AET Now Lost Dogs has got the Swappers And they've been known to pick a poster or two (Yes, they do!) Mods, they get me off so much They pick me up when my screen is blue, now how about you? Sweet home AET Where the screens are so blue Sweet home AET Mods, I'm coming home to you Sweet home AET, oh, sweet home BB Where the screens are so blue and the mod’s true Sweet home AET, Mods Mods, I'm coming home to you, yeah yeah Imalive's got the answer
So, wow! Thank you! Thank you! Well, wow! Well, its time to retire the Bluebird school bus. The off load, up load. It all gets to you, constantly being on the road. Legalities. Toning it down. Time to do something less stressful. move on. Be done. I'll see you at Wally Mart! Greetings. How may I help you? Keep the faith. Fight truth to power. Believe, don't stop believing! Till next time. Maybe? Peace. Out! This is the end Beautiful degenerates This is the end My only degenerates, the end
Of our elaborate posts, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never read your posts...again
Can you picture what will be locked So limitless and unfree Desperately in need...of some...VIP's hand In a...desperate thread
Lost in a Line...wilderness of pain And all the list are insane All the list are insane Waiting for the sharpie, yeah
There's danger at the front of the line Ride the VIP's tent, BB Weird scenes inside the GA line Ride the line west, BB
Ride the line, ride the line To the VIP tent, the VIP tent, BB The line is long, seven miles Ride the line...it's old, and it’s wine is cold
The tent is the best The tent is the best Get here, and we'll do the rest with crumpets and wine and cheese and all the rest
The blue bus is callin' us The blue bus is callin' us Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, she put her purple boots on She took a face from the ancient gallery And she walked on down the line She went to the chair where the turtled lived, and...then she Paid a visit to his keeper, and then she She walked on down the line, and And she came to a door...and she looked inside Last 12, yes son, I want to push you SDXXXXX...I want to...push you too, right off the rail
C'mon BB, make a post with us C'mon BB, make a post with us C'mon BB, make a post with us And meet ND at the back of the blue bus Doin' a blue rock On a blue bus Doin' a blue rock C'mon, yeah
Swill, swill, swill, swill, swill, swill
This is the end Ugly degenerate This is the end My only degenerate, the end
It hurts to see you in line But you'll never follow me The end of laughter and insulting posts The end of nights we made turtles die
This is the end
Live long and prosper DS11112, Whispering and Byrnzie!
So, wow! Thank you! Thank you! Well, wow! Well, its time to retire the Bluebird school bus. The off load, up load. It all gets to you, constantly being on the road. Legalities. Toning it down. Time to do something less stressful. move on. Be done. I'll see you at Wally Mart! Greetings. How may I help you? Keep the faith. Fight truth to power. Believe, don't stop believing! Till next time. Maybe? Peace. Out! This is the end Beautiful degenerates This is the end My only degenerates, the end
Of our elaborate posts, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never read your posts...again
Can you picture what will be locked So limitless and unfree Desperately in need...of some...VIP's hand In a...desperate thread
Lost in a Line...wilderness of pain And all the list are insane All the list are insane Waiting for the sharpie, yeah
There's danger at the front of the line Ride the VIP's tent, BB Weird scenes inside the GA line Ride the line west, BB
Ride the line, ride the line To the VIP tent, the VIP tent, BB The line is long, seven miles Ride the line...it's old, and it’s wine is cold
The tent is the best The tent is the best Get here, and we'll do the rest with crumpets and wine and cheese and all the rest
The blue bus is callin' us The blue bus is callin' us Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, she put her purple boots on She took a face from the ancient gallery And she walked on down the line She went to the chair where the turtled lived, and...then she Paid a visit to his keeper, and then she She walked on down the line, and And she came to a door...and she looked inside Last 12, yes son, I want to push you SDXXXXX...I want to...push you too, right off the rail
C'mon BB, make a post with us C'mon BB, make a post with us C'mon BB, make a post with us And meet ND at the back of the blue bus Doin' a blue rock On a blue bus Doin' a blue rock C'mon, yeah
Swill, swill, swill, swill, swill, swill
This is the end Ugly degenerate This is the end My only degenerate, the end
It hurts to see you in line But you'll never follow me The end of laughter and insulting posts The end of nights we made turtles die
This is the end
Live long and prosper DS11112, Whispering and Byrnzie!
Halifaxxx! I would ask if your real name is Daniel Norris, but he reportedly lives in a 1978 Volkswagen Westfalia camper, while you claim the Blue Bird as your home. Is he part of your entourage?
Yes, tattooed ferrets, with their own Halifaxxx Authentic bathrobes. Mini me if you will.
mini me huh? Since I've never met you, I picture you as a furry little guy with beady eyes...
I have met him and I must say, you've come up with a pretty accurate description.
Jeezus! I go out for a night of drinking and halifaxxxx writes another whole album....I'm thinking he may be getting some pick-me-ups from the dudes at the truck stop at exit 49.
I can sew, write cursively (kinda) and tie a tie every couple of years or so.....I hope these three skills won't keep me out of degeneratepalooza.
If I had known then what I know now...
Vegas 93, Vegas 98, Vegas 00 (10 year show), Vegas 03, Vegas 06
VIC 07
EV LA1 08
Seattle1 09, Seattle2 09, Salt Lake 09, LA4 09
Columbus 10
EV LA 11
Vancouver 11
Missoula 12
Portland 13, Spokane 13
St. Paul 14, Denver 14
Welcome to Degenerate-A-Palooza! The A-list has been let in, GA followed and the way back reserved after. Nice to see! Okay, so here we are at Eric's Bar, in the basement's back, back room. Out here on or off Route 9.
please don't tell me this was THE degeneratepalooza!!!!!! I mean, how the hell was I supposed to know?? I come home from a night on the town and find out I've missed it. was this an intentional error of omission? FUCK!!!
please tell me this was just some sort of dry run...I had always thought THE degeneratepalooza was going be be four day festival type thing with lesser bands and you on the main stage every night.
If I had known then what I know now...
Vegas 93, Vegas 98, Vegas 00 (10 year show), Vegas 03, Vegas 06
VIC 07
EV LA1 08
Seattle1 09, Seattle2 09, Salt Lake 09, LA4 09
Columbus 10
EV LA 11
Vancouver 11
Missoula 12
Portland 13, Spokane 13
St. Paul 14, Denver 14
daaaaaaamn!! I just read through the setlist....it must have been one hell of a night....gotta tell you, bro, I much preferred this setlist to the motown one.
was the crowd into it? I hope it was a mature crowd because the youngsters may have been a bit confused by your plagiarisms influences. here's the plagiarisms influences, in case anyone didn't know...
csn judy blue eyes csny our house beatles elanor rigby neil cinnamon girl rush tom sawyer pat benatar heartbreaker skynyrd gimme three steps skynyrd what's your name?
encore break
barry manilow mandy (first time performed) inxs need you tonight stones wild horses
encore break 2
lee greenwood proud to be an amurican skynrd sweet home alabama doors the end
I can only imagine the beauty of that last encore...was everyone OK with your controversial views?...when is the boot coming out??
If I had known then what I know now...
Vegas 93, Vegas 98, Vegas 00 (10 year show), Vegas 03, Vegas 06
VIC 07
EV LA1 08
Seattle1 09, Seattle2 09, Salt Lake 09, LA4 09
Columbus 10
EV LA 11
Vancouver 11
Missoula 12
Portland 13, Spokane 13
St. Paul 14, Denver 14
While some of you degenerates and elitists claim to be able to sew, tie a tie and/or write or sign your name in cursive, I wonder if you're capable of comprehending the written word. Jeesh, is it really that hard? No wonder I'm burned out on touring!
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we are gonna have to get a professional in here to certify your sig
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1995- New Orleans, LA : New Orleans, LA
1996- Charleston, SC
1998- Atlanta, GA: Birmingham, AL: Greenville, SC: Knoxville, TN
2000- Atlanta, GA: New Orleans, LA: Memphis, TN: Nashville, TN
2003- Raleigh, NC: Charlotte, NC: Atlanta, GA
2004- Asheville, NC (hometown show)
2006- Cincinnati, OH
2008- Columbia, SC
2009- Chicago, IL x 2 / Ed Vedder- Atlanta, GA x 2
2010- Bristow, VA
2011- Alpine Valley, WI (PJ20) x 2 / Ed Vedder- Chicago, IL
2012- Atlanta, GA
2013- Charlotte, NC
2014- Cincinnati, OH
2015- New York, NY
2016- Greenville, SC: Hampton, VA:: Columbia, SC: Raleigh, NC : Lexington, KY: Philly, PA 2: (Wrigley) Chicago, IL x 2 (holy shit): Temple of the Dog- Philly, PA
2017- ED VED- Louisville, KY
2018- Chicago, IL x2, Boston, MA x2
2020- Nashville, TN
2022- Smashville
2023- Austin, TX x2
2024- Baltimore
Mini Me ferret? Furry I am not, beady eyes...maybe.
- Christopher McCandless
Libtardaplorable©. And proud of it.
Brilliantati©
So, with no further ado, we'll get started but, this is wind music so you have to be quiet. Then we'll play electric music and boogey. This first one is dedicated to imalive for his previous schniveling, like I said, its been awhile:
It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly I must post out loud
I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
An elitist
You make it hard
Remember what we've said and done and posted about each other
Oh, mods have mercy
Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now
De-gen-e-rates
I am not dreaming
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
An elitist
You make it hard
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Tearing yourself away from the forums now you are free
And I am posting
This does not mean I won't PM you I do that's forever
Yes and for always
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
An elitist
You make it hard
Something inside is telling me that I don’t got your secret
Are you still reading?
Fear is the lock and laughter the key to our threads
And I don’t understand you
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
And you make it hard
And you make it hard
And you make it hard
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Friday evening, after some PBRs
Sunday in the afternoon, with High Mountain Rye
What have I got to lose?
Tuesday morning
Please be gone I'm tired of your posts
What have I got to lose?
Can I tell it like it is? (Help me I'm sufferin')
Listen to me BB
It's my brain that's a sufferin' it's a dyin' (Help me I'm dyin' to post again)
And that's what I have to lose (To lose)
I've got an answer
I'm going to post and flame away
What have I got to lose?
Will you come read me
Thursdays and Saturdays?
What have I got to lose?
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Chestnut brown mods
Ruby throated readers
PM a complaint, don't be safe
Ban me to the marrow
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Voices of the degenerates
Ring around the thread
Asking me said she so not free
How can you catch the jail?
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Racy lilting lady, Northern Dragon
Losing a place in line lamenting
Change my life, make it right
Let me post my lady
[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Que moderatorio me la traiga advertencia
La reina del Foro
Cielo sol no tiene la libertad
Y que triste que no puedo el mensaje oh va, oh va
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
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Staring at the screen for hours and hours while I read you
Write your posts all night long for me, only for me, BB let me be.
Come to us now and lock our thread for just forever, everything posted is lost.
Such a cozy chat room, the screens are illuminated by the
Draconianism shone through, fiery judgments for us, only for us.
Our thread is a very, very fine thread with two donkey pits on the forum, posting is so hard,
Now all the smileys are hard cause of you and our la, la, la:
Our thread is a very, very fine thread with two donkey pits on the forum, posting is so hard,
Now all the smileys are hard cause of you and our
I'll strike the keyboard, you send the PM to the mods sometime today.
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Ah, look at all the lonely posters
ND picks up the shells on the street where a turtle had been
Lives in a dream
Waits in the line, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the rail
Who is it for?
All the lonely posters
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely posters
Where do they all belong?
Father Last Exit writing the words of a post that no one will read
No one dares come near
Look at him working, hitting his keys in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely posters
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely posters
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely posters
Ah, look at all the lonely posters
The turtle died in the street and was buried along with his name
Nobody came
Father Last Exit wiping the smirk from his smile as he walks the last mile
No one was in line
All the lonely posters (Ah, look at all the lonely posters)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely posters (Ah, look at all the lonely posters)
Where do they all belong?
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with a degenerate girl
We could be happy
the rest of our life posting
With a degenerate girl.
A dreamer of forums as they used to be
We run on line in the night
You see us together,
chasing the thread,
Our degenerate girl.
Ten silver threads,
a mod with a bow
The drummer relaxes (yea Matt!)
and waits between posts
For his degenerate girl.
A dreamer of pictures
We run in the night
You see us together,
chasing the thread,
Our degenerate girl.
BB sent us money now
We’re gonna make it somehow
We need another chance
You see your degenerate loves to dance
Yeah...yeah...yeah.
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A modern day poster
Mean, mean write
Today's forum poster
Mean, mean pride
Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day's events
The forum
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the post, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the degenerate
The forum is, the forum is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his screen is wide
Today's forum poster
They get high on you
And the space they invade
They get by on you
No his mind is not for rent
To any mod or degenerate
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows jails aren't permanent
But bans are
What you say about his word play
Is what you say about society
Catch the elitist, catch the list
Catch the degenerate, catch the irateness
The forum is, the forum is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his screen is wide
Exit the poster
Today's forum poster
He gets banned with you
And the words you trade
He gets right on to the friction of the thread
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With tangerine turtles and marmalade calendars
A degenerate writes to you, you reply quite slowly
An elitist with round brimming eyes
Cellophane wrappers from crumpets and cheese
Towering over your keyboard
Look for the turtle with the culprit in its eyes
And it's gone
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaahhhhh...burp
Follow the VIPs down to a bridge by a tent
Where rocking horse peeps eat marshmellow cheese
No one smiles as you drift past the crime scene
That grows so incredibly bile
Newpaper charging stations appear in the tent
Waiting to make you post away
Hit send on the keyboard with your post in the clouds
And you're gone to Facebook
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaahhhhh...pphhhhhhhhttttttttt
Picture yourself on a lawn chair in line
With plasticine merch with looking glass stickers
Suddenly someone is there at the rail
An elitist with round brimming eyes
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaahhhhh...burp, belch, fart, ppphhhhhhhhtttttttttttttt
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaahhhhh... burp, belch, fart, ppphhhhhhhhtttttttttttttt
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
Turtle in the sky with diamonds
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Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid
You're the right kind of poster to release my inner fantasy
The invincible writer and you know that you were born to be
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around, no, no, no
Your lock has set my brain on fire, burnin' out of control
BB taught me the ways of posting, now it's takin' its toll
You're the right kind of poster to release my inner fantasy
The invincible writer and you know that you were born to be
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around, no, no, no
You're the right kind of poster to release my inner fantasy
The invincible writer and you know that you were born to be
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a moderator, lock maker, post taker
Forumbreaker
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I was posting a post
Down at a place called The Potpouri
With a girl named ND
When in wrote a missus
With a pen in her hand
And she was looking for you know who.
she said, "Hey there fellow,
With the GA list colored yellow,
Watcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my forum there
And I'm a woman who cares
And this might be all for you."
I was scared and fearing for my posts.
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.
'Cause she was lean, mean,
Big and bad, Lord,
Pointin' that pen at me.
I said, "Wait a minute, missus,
I didn't even offend her.
Don't want no trouble with you.
And I know you don't owe me
But I wish you'd let me
Ask one favor from you."
[Chorus]
"Won't you give me three posts,
Gimme three posts missus,
Gimme three posts towards the thread?
Gimme three posts
Gimme three posts missus,
And you'll never read me no more."
Well the forum cleared away
And I began to say
As the words fell on the screen.
And I'm telling you Last Exit,
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a Mount Blanc pen.
Well she turned and whispered at ND
And that's the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me censoring a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.
"Won't you give me three posts,
Gimme three posts missus,
Gimme three posts towards the thread?
Gimme three posts
Gimme three posts missus,
And you'll never read me no more."
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I'll find my bus driver
Mister, take us to the show
I done made some plans for later on tonight
I'll find a little VIP’er
And I know I can treat them right.
What's your name, little poster?
What's your name?
Readin' you straight, little poster?
Won't you type the same?
Back in the thread
Mod we got such a mess
It seems that BB
Had a row with one of the guests, oh yes
Well, the police said we can't drink in the tent
What a shame
Won't you come upstairs poster
And have a read of a thread
What's your name, little poster?
What's your name?
Readin' you straight, little poster?
For there ain't no shame.
What's your name, little poster?
What's your name?
Readin' you straight, little poster?
Won't you type the same?
What's your name, little poster?
What's your name?
Readin' you straight, little poster?
Won't you type the same?
9 o'clock the next day
And I'm ready to go
I got six hundred words to type
To do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a forum thread
It sure was grand
When I come back here next year
I wanna read you again
What was your name, little poster?
What's your name?
Readin' you straight, little poster?
Well there ain't no shame
What was your name, little poster?
What's your name?
Readin' you straight, little poster?
Won't you type the same?
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- Christopher McCandless
I remember all my posts
Raining down as cold as elitists.
Shadows of a forum,
A word through a screen cryin' in the night,
The night goes into
Morning just another day;
Miserable peeps pass my way.
Looking in their eyes,
I see a Forum I never realized how happy you made me.
Oh Speedy well,
You came and you wrote without taking,
But they sent you away.
Oh, Speedy well,
Told me and stopped me from shaking,
And I need to post today.
Oh, Speedy!
I'm typing on the edge of time;
I've walked away when words were mine.
Caught up in a world of uphill posting,
The offense are in my mind and nothin' in rhyming.
Oh Speedy well,
You came and you wrote without taking,
But they sent you away.
Oh, Speedy well,
Told me and stopped me from shaking,
And I need to post today.
Oh,Speedy!
Yesterday's forum’s a dream
I face the morning
Crying on a ban
The pain is calling
Oh Speedy
Well, you came and you wrote without taking
But they sent you away oh, Speedy
Well, you posted and stopped me from shaking
And I want to read you today Oh, Speedy
You came and you wrote without taking
But they sent you away oh, Speedy
Well, you posted and stopped me from shaking
And we need you to keep posting (Censorship is unAmerican)
And give it up for a Manilow sticker on a Cadillac, don't look back, you can never look back!
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All you got is this thread
Ttt-twenty-first century's yesterday
You can ban all you want
Everybody does yeah that's okay
So read over here
And give me a moment
Your words are so raw
I've got to let you know
I've got to let you know
You're one of my mods
I need to read you tonight
'Cause I'm not sleeping
There's something about your post
That makes me sweat
How do you decide
I'm lonely
What do you think
Can't take it all
Whatcha gonna do
Gonna post in my thread
Degenerates unite!
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Forum living is easy to do
The things you wrote I read them from you
Graceless lady you know I am degenerate, like you
You know I can't let you slide through my screen
Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away
Wild, wild degenerates, couldn't make me look away
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain, so slowly
Now you decided to show them the same
No sweeping exits or off screen lines, truth to power
Could make me feel better or treat you unkind
Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away
Wild, wild degenerates, couldn't make me look away
I know they warned you a post and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much expression
Faith has been broken, fears must be cried
Let's do some posting after we die
Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away
Wild, wild degenerates, we'll read them some day
Wild degenerates couldn't make me look away
Wild, wild degenerates, we'll read them some day
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If tomorrow all the posted things were gone I'd worked for all my night,
And I had to start again with just my degenerates and my VIPs.
I'd thank my lucky membership to be posting here today,
‘Cause the forums still stand for freedom and they can't ban us away (well, maybe they can, but you know, whatever).
And I'm proud to be a Degenerate where at least I know I'm banned.
And I won't forget the posters before me who, who gave that warning to me.
And I'd gladly throw up next to you and denounce them still today.
‘Cause there ain't no doubt I love this Band God bless Eddie, Mike, Stone, Jeff & BOOM & Matt.
From the lakes of Minnesota, to the hills of Tennessee,
across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea,
From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA, across the litter boxes of today
Inside the Robe Factories and the Merch Booths too
Well, there's pride in every PJ Poster’s heart,
and it's time to stand and say:
I'm proud to be a Degenerate where at least I know I'm banned.
And I won't forget the posters before me who, who gave that warning to me.
And I'd gladly throw up next to you and denounce them still today.
‘Cause there ain't no doubt I love this Band God bless Eddie, Mike, Stone & Jeff and BOOM & Matt too. Let’s not forget the roadies, the back of the house, the front of the house, the ticket sellers, beer sellers, merch sellers, security, parking lot folks, cleaners, custodians, beer pourers, truck drivers, bus drivers, taxi drivers, pilots, airport people, you know, all that make it happen, cuz, its well you know, not just us or me but all of us, together, peace.
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1, 2, 3
Post it up
Big keys keep on typing
Carry me away to read my kin
Writing words on the forums
I miss BB once again
And I think it's a sin, yea
Well, I heard Ms. ND sing about them
Well, I heard ol' ND put them down
Well, I hope ND will remember
A turtle don't need her around anyhow
Sweet home AET
Where the screens are so blue
Sweet home AET,
Mods I'm coming home to you
On The Porch they love the calendar, boo boo boo
Now we all posted how we could
Now name calling does not bother me
Does taking your clothes off bother you? Tell the truth
Sweet home AET
Where the screens are so blue
Sweet home AET
Mods, I'm coming home to you
Here I come, AET
Ah ah ah
AET, ah ah ah
AET, ah ah ah
AET, ah ah ah
AET
Now Lost Dogs has got the Swappers
And they've been known to pick a poster or two
(Yes, they do!)
Mods, they get me off so much
They pick me up when my screen is blue, now how about you?
Sweet home AET
Where the screens are so blue
Sweet home AET
Mods, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home AET, oh, sweet home BB
Where the screens are so blue and the mod’s true
Sweet home AET, Mods
Mods, I'm coming home to you, yeah yeah
Imalive's got the answer
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This is the end
Beautiful degenerates
This is the end
My only degenerates, the end
Of our elaborate posts, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never read your posts...again
Can you picture what will be locked
So limitless and unfree
Desperately in need...of some...VIP's hand
In a...desperate thread
Lost in a Line...wilderness of pain
And all the list are insane
All the list are insane
Waiting for the sharpie, yeah
There's danger at the front of the line
Ride the VIP's tent, BB
Weird scenes inside the GA line
Ride the line west, BB
Ride the line, ride the line
To the VIP tent, the VIP tent, BB
The line is long, seven miles
Ride the line...it's old, and it’s wine is cold
The tent is the best
The tent is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest with crumpets and wine and cheese and all the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, she put her purple boots on
She took a face from the ancient gallery
And she walked on down the line
She went to the chair where the turtled lived, and...then she
Paid a visit to his keeper, and then she
She walked on down the line, and
And she came to a door...and she looked inside
Last 12, yes son, I want to push you
SDXXXXX...I want to...push you too, right off the rail
C'mon BB, make a post with us
C'mon BB, make a post with us
C'mon BB, make a post with us
And meet ND at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Swill, swill, swill, swill, swill, swill
This is the end
Ugly degenerate
This is the end
My only degenerate, the end
It hurts to see you in line
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and insulting posts
The end of nights we made turtles die
This is the end
Live long and prosper DS11112, Whispering and Byrnzie!
Peace out, yo!
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DEGENERATE FUK
This place is dead
"THERE ARE NO CLIQUES, ONLY THOSE WHO DON'T JOIN THE FUN" - Empty circa 2015
"Kfsbho&$thncds" - F Me In the Brain - circa 2015
Jeezus! I go out for a night of drinking and halifaxxxx writes another whole album....I'm thinking he may be getting some pick-me-ups from the dudes at the truck stop at exit 49.
I can sew, write cursively (kinda) and tie a tie every couple of years or so.....I hope these three skills won't keep me out of degeneratepalooza.
Vegas 93, Vegas 98, Vegas 00 (10 year show), Vegas 03, Vegas 06
VIC 07
EV LA1 08
Seattle1 09, Seattle2 09, Salt Lake 09, LA4 09
Columbus 10
EV LA 11
Vancouver 11
Missoula 12
Portland 13, Spokane 13
St. Paul 14, Denver 14
please tell me this was just some sort of dry run...I had always thought THE degeneratepalooza was going be be four day festival type thing with lesser bands and you on the main stage every night.
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VIC 07
EV LA1 08
Seattle1 09, Seattle2 09, Salt Lake 09, LA4 09
Columbus 10
EV LA 11
Vancouver 11
Missoula 12
Portland 13, Spokane 13
St. Paul 14, Denver 14
was the crowd into it? I hope it was a mature crowd because the youngsters may have been a bit confused by your
plagiarismsinfluences. here's theplagiarismsinfluences, in case anyone didn't know...csn judy blue eyes
csny our house
beatles elanor rigby
neil cinnamon girl
rush tom sawyer
pat benatar heartbreaker
skynyrd gimme three steps
skynyrd what's your name?
encore break
barry manilow mandy (first time performed)
inxs need you tonight
stones wild horses
encore break 2
lee greenwood proud to be an amurican
skynrd sweet home alabama
doors the end
I can only imagine the beauty of that last encore...was everyone OK with your controversial views?...when is the boot coming out??
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VIC 07
EV LA1 08
Seattle1 09, Seattle2 09, Salt Lake 09, LA4 09
Columbus 10
EV LA 11
Vancouver 11
Missoula 12
Portland 13, Spokane 13
St. Paul 14, Denver 14
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