Brotherhood Of the Rope

I was reading the Wall Street Journal's "Five Best" features in the books section, which today listed the five best Man Vs. Nature books. I am always interested in team work among guys and how it applies to the Geezer Rock band adventure.
In K2: The Savage Mountain, the Charles S. Houston and Robert H. Bates describe the brotherhood of the rope as "men banded together in a common effort of will and strength - not against this or that imagined foeman of the instant, but against their only true enemies: inertia, cowardice, greed, igorance and all weaknesses of the spirit."
I think that pretty much sums up the KDOG band experience, too. The common theme of all the books reviewed isn't really man vs. nature; it's men vs. themselves. That's the KDOG story, summed up in one neat slogan.
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Comments

[You Suck]

Hey,
Just wanted to drop you a quick note too let you know what a little piece-s-shit poser you are. First, I catch one of your shows (what a fucking mistake) and there you are in all your glory posing as my grandfather…WTF you say—that’s right, posing as my grandfather wearing a full Cleveland—and for the record—you aint got shit on my grandfather other than the fact you are an old looking MF’r. Secondly, (maybe a bigger mistake than the show) was checking out your stupid fucking web site. Do you even read the shit you write? Jesus? And, WTF? Your off doing the band thing and you lovely wife is bustin’ her ass at work—real nice asshole. As I look at your page, the first F’n thing I see is your stupid ass posing as my man EC—nice try dipshit—homage aside—you still suck! And, one final note to leave you with—and tell me if I’m wrong—but I ‘d bet the bank that you were one of these little spoiled fuckers with a fender strat under the Christmas tree (must of killed your ole man to even buy the f’n thing for you—still must haunt him—why? Because you still suck! Brotherhood of the Rope—how about soap on a rope you f’n faggot.

[Dean Chance]

Nothing perks up a dull day like actual hate mail. And now for some "director's commentary":

1. "...little piece of shit poser you are."
I am little. And I am a poser.
2. "First I catch one of your shows (what a mistake)..."
Bitmonkey must've been at the Hill Top show. Oh well, at least there wasn't a cover charge.
3. ..."posing as my grandfather..."
I was not posing as Bitmonkey's grandfather.
4. ..."you ain't got shit on my grandfather other than the fact that you are an old looking motherfucker..."
That guy must rock. I do look old.
5. "Do you even read the shit you write?"
Yes.
6. "Your off doing the band and you lovely wife is bustin' her ass at work..."
I actually have a job! I make more money than my wife! Plus, I do all the shopping and cooking! My wife does bust her ass at work.
7. "...the first F'n think I see is your stupid ass posing as my man EC..."
I don't think I look like Eric Carmen in that picture.
8. "I'd bet the bank that you were one of those spoiled fuckers with a fender strat under the Chistmas tree (must of killed your ole man to even buy the f'n thing for you..."
He's got me there. Dad did buy me a Fender Strat. It wasn't for Christmas though. He's still a alive. Mom did drink herself to death. Maybe that's why.
9. "How about soap on a rope you f'n faggot."
I'm not gay. I once received Old Spice soap on a rope for Christmas, spoiled little F'er that I am.