these are the words of whiskey

with the inception of yesterday as BIG day in my blog-life, this week is officially set aside as BIG FRIENDS week. friends' bands everyday. if i was writing this nearly ten years ago, the words "BIG FRIENDS WEEK" would be marquee-ing across the top of the screen, inducing both homocide and seizures. luckily for all of us it's the year 2006, and we just have to deal with the meager annoyance of my penchant for easter egg hues.


bang! bang!, who i'm going to simply call a punk rock band from detroit from 2003-2005, broke up this fall, setting it off with a last show worthy of a term like "a fall" in the roman sense of the word, not without all the trimmings and more of that truly marked spirit of ringing-down-through-the-centuries hedonism. this track is their last recorded song, was once slated to appear on a split 7" with the holy fire and has been very recently become available after a new mix by friend mr. s. hoen. i post this track with bittersweet clicks of the keys for detroit nights that actually emanated something magical, something electric, something no one in this city has, hope for a way out. for chrissake, raise something for them, a glass or whatever. preferably something of an illegal ilk. then, let's raise this fucking city.

bang! bang!
bourbon and bruises
unreleased
2004