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Friday, January 06, 2012

Transfers of Awesome Powers!

This year's Brat Pack Christmas Party was full of sacred ceremonies as we rang in the new. Alums Tommy Tubular, Guido Menudo, and New Wave Dave AKA Diamond Dave stopped by to assist with the transfer of superpowers to new Brats.

Here's Punky Drewster chillin with a fancy cigar prior to his "High Five Pre-Ordination" by the Holy Reverend Tubular. With the paperwork completed, Punky can officiate at weddings, funerals, fundraisers, and proms, and his wise words of wisdom will sparkle all across the land. Tip your bartenders, for sure.


Then someone dragged out the dirty old Ibanez, symbolic of all much-loved and fondled guitars, and in an impressive triple-lick, our founding father empowered rock badasses 'Sam Kind of Wonderful' and 'Brendan Goes to Hollywood' with guitar infinity. They shredded til the break of dawn.


Meanwhile, in another room and perhaps another dimension, veterans Guido Menudo and New Wave Dave AKA Diamond Dave held a low end, four to five string summit with shooting star Alex in Chains. The powers of the bass are too cryptic and magical for witnesses to understand, but no sub woofers were harmed in Alex' initiation. This is what it probably looked like.


And this is probably what Alex is doing today.



At the end of the party, Lynndi Lauper sealed the deal with our traditional 'every time we get together, someone gets hurt' move, this time thanks to excessive dancing. So now if you see her hobbling around on a cane and weeping, you'll know for sure that the Brat Pack's awesome superpowers have been conferred to the Next Generation, and the 80s will never ever ever have to end. Happy New Year to you too!

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Why Does Angie Get to Hang Out with the Bangles?

Yeah, we're jealous. How come Angie and the Bangles get to have all the fun? Here they are showing off the cool stuff she made for them.


Meanwhile, all we got to do was this.


And this.


And this.


Boo hoo.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Contest Prize Time, Part One

Watch as The Brat Pack ruins a perfectly fine Sunday morning right in front of one of the two Name Sam contest winners.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

A Proud Tradition Endures

Lynndi Lauper's been showing off for the new people with stubbed toes, ripped hose, minor head injuries, the lightweight stuff of today's more cautious, well-informed Brat Pack. Predictably, no one was impressed.

But last night, Sam Kind of Wonderful brought the Pack back to its roots. During the first song of the night, Footloose, the whirlwind culminated in a serious ankle sprain. At break an hour later, there was no time for first aid or even sympathy, as a downpour directed everyone's attention to protecting inanimate objects. Neglecting Poor Sam's problem for several hours, and even laughing at him and getting video of him limping across the parking lot, let it bloom into today's triumphant, old skool gig tragedy!


It's good to know that some Brat Pack traditions continue...