saw where you asked about finding a stiletto - i found mine at an antique mall, my boyfriend found his at a knife shop. they're not legal to carry in NY, but that never stopped him. Mine was even made in Italy - it polished and sharpened up real nice!
Thanks for the heads up. I’ve checked around quite a few places. I could simply join a knife forum, since I’m looking for more than just a single stiletto, but the hunt is the fun part.
With Viva Las Vegas 14 creeping up on us, it means everyone with an online shop is gonna be pushing sales, stick to their old college days diets, and start taking shots at home before heading out at night.
Though most of you monies will be going towards VLV14, you better not gamble it all away, because there are some crazy shows coming up right after!
Literally, a week after VLV, one crazy gig is gonna be hoppin’ with the Wild Records crew! This is definitely a show you wanna catch, if you’re in The Bay Area!
And a couple weeks later, The Hi-Rhythm Hustlers are saying farewell, for the time being (I hope.) This will be their last Bay Area show. You can bet everyone will be in their Sundays-best and be swingin’ the night away.
Too many cats don’t know how to get a haircut. That’s fine, that’s why there’s folks out there giving them the help they need… Maybe I should charge for this…
Ladies, you see the perfect hair on some cat online and wish your hubby could have the same ‘do? Well look no further! Click the link to find out the easiest way to getting the haircut you’ve always wanted… On a guy you fuck…
No, not talking about any canvas sneakers today. While I do love me a good pair of Converse, Vans, PF FLyers, and Nikes, there’s a point in every mans life where you’ve gotta dig down deep and get some man shoes. I’m not saying Vans aren’t mascuiline… But nothing is more mascuiline than some good leather boots.
Now, I’m not hardcore into boots as some cats are. As much as I wish I could have one pair of boots this guy has and the knowledge of boots like this guy knows, I just can’t afford that at the moment! Someday my friends… Someday…
One thing I’ve learned to love about boots, is that once you find that one pair of boots, those boots will go to hell and back with you. I’ve had boots since I was a kid. Back then, I hated it. Why was I the only kid in boots? But as you get older, you’ll learn to appreciate boots… Plus, I was able to kick the kickball further than anyone, in my steel toes… So why not…
Just like denim, they’ll form and fit your every single needs. Much better than a woman… JUST KIDDING LADIES! But you know you agree to a certain degree!
Now, once you find the right boot, hopefully you get em new. Why? Because with every good boot, the break in period is the hardest period. And that’s what makes it that much more worth it.
You’ll be walking (seemingly) like to hell and back with your brand new boots. It’ll be the worst feeling you’ll have to deal with, next to knicking yourself while shaving your, you know where. The boots will be stiff and hard (giggity.) So you’ll really need to put the miles in these fuckers before you get comfortable! And I literally mean, MILES!
When I first got my motorcycle boots off of eBay, I literally would walk miles on end in em to break em in. All last summer I wore em walking to and fro my lady’s work. In the hot sun, steel toes weren’t exactly choice. But, in order for the boots to become comfortable, you really gotta put-up-or-shut-up.
The boots were cheap as hell, kind of clunky due to the steel toe, but man… After they broke in and “drooped” down a bit, was I feelin’ cool. Let’s just say, I also looked cool. At least my lady thought so… When you break in a boot that’s 11” or so, they’ll slouch a bit and not look so stiff. And man, that’s one thing what makes boots look cool. You can tell a good has been worn when they no longer stick up like… Well, you get the picture…
Here’s a line up of some of my boots…
From left to right:
The boots on the far left are some random boots I bought off of eBay. They were used, but damn are they comfortable. They look just like Doc Martens, but without the rounded toe. Which is cool for me, because Docs can look clunky as fuck on some folks.
The motorcycle boots next to em were another random eBay score. Cheap, simple, and got the job done. I used these to help my lady’s dad move. And that’s when I can say steel toe boots come in fuckin handy! I didn’t break any toes that day!
Next up, are some Eastland moc-toe boots. Now, these haven’t seen much action. I think they’re too fuckin pretty. Yes, I said it, pretty. So what, I think these are some good lookin’ boots, wanna fight about it? The sole on these are soft as fuck. Since they don’t have leather or faux leather soles, they didn’t need any break in period to get comfortable. These are definitely one of my favorite boots and easily one of the most comfortable pairs of boots I’ve ever worn. Out of the box and then some.
Lastly, a boot that I’m going to go into slight detail, are my latest editions… My Red Wing Beckmans. Red Wings, are classic boots, that are amazing. You’ll definitely be going through the break in period with these, and trust me… It’s all worth it man.
I’ve been wearing these boots exclusively since Christmas. During the short time, they’ve already gotten so much character. From the leather on the soles aging to a much nicer, darker color, to the creases all over the boot. These are easily my favorite boots.
Being one of the few boots by Red Wing that are still made in America, these are definitely one that folks of all sorts should look into.
One reason why I say a good pair of boots is a staple, is because when you go out with your lady, even if it’s to movie and a dinner, you gotta spruce it up fellas. When you and your lady make an outting, she’s gonna probably wear heels, right? You gotta compliment her, by dressing as presentable as she is. Why not get your grown-man-on and throw on a pair of boots. Much more casual than your special occassion wingtips and can easily be pulled off with jeans or slacks. Trust me, people won’t be lookin’ at you like you’re a slob, while your lady looks all pretty like. It’s something people most definitely notice.
So do yourself a favor and go out and get yourself a solid pair of boots fellas! There’s absolutely no reason why a man shouldn’t have a good solid pair of leather boots to accent his mascuilinity. Your lady will love it, your feet will love it, and you’ll love em as soon as the blisters heal up. After you’ve had em for a while, you’ll learn to really appreciate good pair of boots. And that’s something every man needs…
Tanoa posted this up from Raul Castro of the Hi-Rhythm Hustlers, up on his Facebook. And let me tell ya, I wasn’t the only one shocked with this news. So come out to one of the last Bay Area shows and support this rockin’ band. You won’t be at all disappointed with the energy they put into their show. They’ll definitely get your toes tappin’ and you’ll have yourself a ball. I guarantee it!
The Hi-Rhythm Hustlers say Thank You and Goodnight!
It is with a joyful heart that I announce the final chorus for The Hi-Rhythm Hustlers. It’s been an amazing journey these past 3 years and I just wanted to share some thoughts with you.
First and foremost, I wanted to thank the core band; Mike Walz (Bass), Jay Laude (Drums) & Mitch Polzak (Guitar) for the opportunity to explore this calling. May we always be friends and brothers!
Second, a show of gratitude for our good pal Tanoa Stewart. He’s been with us from the beginning and booked some great shows for the band. Thank you!
I also wish to appreciate each and every one of you that came to support our live shows and bought our CD: Across The Dial. We hope that you enjoy dancing to it for years to come.
Along the way we’ve had some very talented friends join the line up or just jump is to sub at a how. I’d like to acknowledge Steve Merritt (Guitar), Pierre Laik (Guitar), Noam Eisen (Piano), Adam Borden (Trumpet), Randy Johnson (Bari Sax), Vance Ehlers (Bass), and Jeff Moon (Bass.) Thank you for all of your hard work, dedication, and musical contributions. We couldn’t have done it without you!
I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be in a band, singing and playing sax onstage. Well I got up the courage after 38 years and gave it a try. It’s been a terrific learning experience and I’m glad that you all were around to watch me realize a dream.
It’s clear now, just how much time and energy is required to lead a band. In doing that I’ve become aware of my need to re-direct my focus back to my Bodywork business and exploring my next adventure, whatever that may be. I’ve spoken individually with each band member and we are all in accord with this decision. Who knows, perhaps we may play again in the future. We’re not ruling it all out.
In the meantime we have a few remaining shows in the Bay Area and would love for you to come help see us off.
Friday, April 8th at The Uptown in Oakland. After a killer performance at New Years Eve, we were invited to headline a night with two amazing support acts; Texas Steve & the Tornadoes y Los Shimmy Shakers.
Thursday, April 28th it’s The Boom Boom Bop w/ Hot Swing Revival Band; Lost Dog Found at The Boom Boom Room.
Saturday, May 7th it’s the 30th Annual May Madness Festival, San Rafael. Awesome!
Our FINAL show will be aboard The Queen Mary in Long Beach, California for the 8th Annual Ink & Iron Festival – June 10 thru 12. I can’t think of a better way to part than by sharing the stage with some of my musical heroes: The Paladins, The Sonics, The Buzzcocks, The Skatalites, The Polecats, Fishbone, etc. On top of that are the A-Town bands representing The Bay Area: Kit & The Branded Men, The B-Stars, Quarter Mile Combo, Big B & His Snake oil Saviors and JP & The Rhythm Chasers. This is one show you won’t want to miss!
Anyhow friends, I have rambled on long enough. Ultimately I would like for everyone to know that we’ve had a great time with this band and we hope to see you a few more times before we go.
Thank you, goodnight! Raul Castro The Hi-Rhythm Hustlers
Just because it ain’t vintage, doesn’t mean that these clothes haven’t been through hell and back…
Random hat I’ve had either since 5th grade or high school. Either or, I’ve had this hat for a while. NO MY HEAD WASN’T THAT FUCKIN FAT BACK THEN MOTHER FUCKER! IT’S ONE SIZE FITS MAN! Random flannel coat. Lots of beer spilt on this thing. Chambray shirt. Meh. Only had it for a year. Sugar Cane Okinawas. Now, I had these jeans since Self Edge first opened doors, as I was on of the first, if not THEE first employee there. IF YOU CONSIDERED DEREK BEFORE ME, KIYA, I’M GONNA BE PISSED! Not really… Red Wing Boots.
Now, for the jeans…
Well, since these jeans are like what… 5-6 years old? Whatever long… These jeans have been in the fuckin San Francisco Chronical. Why? Because I got hit by a fuckin car, with these jeans… Yeah… You know how many people were like, “you’re the guy who got hit by a car, right?” Yeah… But guess what, it wasn’t a car, it was a truck… So you see those marks on the right shin? Yup. See, that’s what a good pair of jeans will do ya… Thinking about it, I was actually hit by a car prior to the truck accident… So two automobiles… But what I’m trying to get at, is that a good, solid pair of jeans will go to hell and back with you.
I remember you mentioned in another question post a little while back that there was a big difference between a "greaser" and "rockabilly"? I've read that rockabilly is more of the music and greaser is more of the style. Your thoughts?
To understand what I’m talking about, you have to understand the era and the origin. I can make a very, VERY, long reply about this, but I’m gonna make you do a little homework and then ask me a real specific question…
Rockabilly as a culture, is the revival of the 40s-60s. It’s taking everything good about America back then, and reliving it in present time. Whether it’s the music, the clothing, the cars, the attitude, just a whole way of life. Of course, greasers were around then, so of course they are in relation to the rockabilly culture. But it doesn’t mean that rockabilly = greaser and vice versa.
Rockabilly in the day and rockabilly now is completely different. Why? Because it’s socially acceptable and a culture. Where as before, it was a rebellious expression and movement, i.e. punk rock. I can articulate this more, if I weren’t tired.
Greaser is a whole ‘nother term, that is loosely used when it comes to the kids getting into rockabilly. Folks in the main rockabilly scene understand the difference.
I can elaborate a whole lot more. But ya gotta get specific with me, if you’re looking for a specific answer.
Especially with greasers. ;)
If you or anyone else wants to know more, shoot me an email:
in your opinion, how should a female greaser dress? or what would be female staples ?
Well that depends, are you looking for current or stuff from the 50s-60s?
A way a female greaser or a J.D. would dress would be what was considered raunchy back in the 50s-60s. Back then, skirts HAD to go at the knee or below the knee. Girls who wore shorter skirts, were the rebellious/promiscuous ones.
Remember, conservative back then is completely different as it is today. Too much skin then was anything above the knee, a lightly opened up blouse, and lower back, was too much skin.
If you want a good example, watch Cry Baby and look for Traci Lords character, Wanda. They did a really good job styling her up. The whole movie was really well styled, a little more rockabilly, but that’s perfectly fine…
The most important part, was the attitude. Girls back then had the look and the attitude to back it up. I’m not saying be a punk ass around anyone and everyone. But it’s that’s what really differentiates greasers from everyone else. Many people wear a look, but lack the attitude.
Oh yeah, don’t get rockabilly and greaser mixed up ;) It’s a big difference, but people don’t understand that.
BTW, Bleed American is a great album. Bought that when it first came out ;).
With the crazy weather rolling in, today in the Bay Area we got a tornado warning. For those who don’t know, I mean Bay Area, California. Not the Bay Area on the East Coast…
But really? Fuckin tornado warning? So what did we do?
Got dressed the fuck up, prepped a bag with some emergency shit, and went and bought the little girl an umbrella…
And yes, I did do my hair today, even though it rained. Why wouldn’t I?
Ray-Ban Wayfarers. Schott A-2 without the fur collar. Though I probably should’ve put it on… A grey flannel shirt, tucked. See that fellas? TUCK YOUR FUCKIN SHIRT IN! Strike Gold Jeans. Cheap but warm ass socks. Red Wing Boots.
Little girl had on her:
Brand new umbrella. A random blue (with 3m stripe!) rain coat. A baby blue flannel. A long sleeve white shirt with a cupcake on it. Jeweled, not printed mind you. 2 layers of tights. Warm ass socks. And her little engineer boots.
I saw you post a response on bigboyfashion a while ago saying you could give advice, so i guess this is me asking. I'm 5'8"....5'9" in shoes about 250 and 18 years old. i was pretty much wondering how could i look cool.
That’s pretty easy…
One thing I noticed that not too many “big boys” do, is stand up straight. Yeah, the weight can be an issue, but excuses are what they are, excuses. There’s no reason why anyone shouldn’t be able to stand up straight and look/be confident. The slouch, whether it’s your shoulders slumped forward, your head pointing down, and your arms limp by your sides, is something many people suffer from. It makes them look feeble.
So when you enter a room and you’re standing up straight, people will notice that you’re comfortable and not feeble. Just confident and cool.
I’m not saying you aren’t, especially from your video. But that’s the question you ax’d. ;) Now, if you want to know how to dress cool… That’s a whole ‘nother story ;)
"For you not so rockabilly ladies out there whos boyfriends got some funky ass SK8R hair or some stupid Bieber bowl or stupid straightened hair mullet bullshit, get em on this tip. Because you know what… that bullshit is socially unacceptable. Unless you like bein’ a bitch."
Luckily I don't have this problem, but Ah-Fucking-men!
Don’t get me wrong, I can dig long hair. If I kept growing my hair out instead of getting dreads a few years back, it would’ve been by my lower back by now. Or if I had kept my dreads, probably bout to pass the middle back. But if it’s hanging over your eyes and I can’t tell if you’re a dude or a chick, that’s when you know it’s bad.
haha you got any specific boots in mind you've been wanting to get?
I got my hands on some beautiful black leather cowboy boots for 15$ at a thrift shop. They're breakin in real nice but the drag is I had to go find pants that were wide enough around to fit over them! Damn skinny jeans weren't cutting it haha
If I had the money, I’d get a pair of Chippewa or Red Wing engineer/motorcycle boots. I have a cheapo pair I found on eBay, but I could do without the steel toe. I’ve walked miles on end with these boots during the summer. I’m over these pain in the ass boots.
I wish we had thrift shops that sold boots for $15. Looks like you’ve scored some good stuff. We’ve got… Shit.
Without much to do except for worry about money for this years Viva Las Vegas, I haven’t been doin’ much. Needless to say, I haven’t pomp’d my hair for the last few days Shit, I haven’t had any need to. Simply because:
1) I’m getting a haircut this Saturday, and I needed all two weeks worth of pomade out. And believe me, I USE ALL SORTS OF POMADE THROUGHOUT THE WEEK! 2) I had absolutely no where to go. 3) I’ve gotten about 8 hours of sleep over the last week, so I look like some fucked up zombie.
So after looking like a fuckin hobo:
My lady unintentionally gave me a reason to get out of the house… To pay for coffee. Why the fuck not, huh!
Of course, no petrolatum pomades for me today… Layrite it is!
a little bit of splish splash and dash… And I’m good to go…
I forgot how nice it is to use Layrite without any other pomade in my hair…
See ladies? You see what a little bit of pomade could do?
For you not so rockabilly ladies out there whos boyfriends got some funky ass SK8R hair or some stupid Bieber bowl or stupid straightened hair mullet bullshit, get em on this tip. Because you know what… that bullshit is socially unacceptable. Unless you like bein’ a bitch.
So, that’s why there hasn’t been much updates.
Since I’m getting a haircut, I’ve been considering cutting my hair a little bit a slightly considerable amount… I don’t know. Maybe I’ve been watching too many Elvis movies, or looking at other cats from the 50s with better hair. Whatever it may be, I’m considering goin’ shorter.
If you’ve got any insight on what I should do, send me a message or reply to this post if you can. Cuz man… IT’S BEEN KILLIN ME!
With the loss of Rockabilly Fridays at Retox Lounge, many folks have been dying to have a regular record hop. I mean, who doesn’t wanna go to places that play your favorite tunes? Well luckily for us, we’ve got a once a month record hop at Milk Bar on Haight Street.
Keep on readin’!
A few people were skeptical as to how easy it would or wouldn’t be to park around Haight Street. If you’ve ever been to Haight, you know how much of a pain in the ass it is to get a parking spot. Especially when you don’t wanna drop some cash to park in a lot. We got lucky and got a spot a couple blocks down. But man… I hope it’s that easy next time!
Being a new event, I didn’t really expect too many people to be out. But man, was this place packed!
It was a funky mix with the Haight Street Hipsters, the usual rockabilly folks, and I think I spotted a bro or two. Random ass crowd, but, good attitudes. It wasn’t over crowded at the bar, so getting drinks was a breeze. Except when you’ve got a tipsy hipster, over exaggerating their laughs and leaning back, causing me to spill some whiskey on them. Oh well, don’t LOL in person.
They had a whole lot of shit goin on! From dance lessons by Justin from Slim Jenkins, to hair styling from the lovely ladies at The Wak Shack. There was just always something catching your eye. And hey, the ladies weren’t lookin’ bad either.
Since it was free before 10:00 and $5 after that, you know that people swarmed in hard as the clock was hitting 9:57!
There’s another space further back, with a stage for the DJs and a little space for folks to swing. Not too bad a spot…
Surprisingly, Kiya and Demitra scored a booth. Shit’s like VIP son! Glitter cushions, other people sitting down their drinks and all!
You know how I said the crowd was sort of random? It doesn’t get anymore random than this…
Yeah… I don’t know how AT-AT’s and MILK coincide… But it works.
Ladies of The Wak Shack doing what they do best.
I’m pretty sure homeboy didn’t have to look THAT uncomfortable!
Can’t stop dancin’!
Less than 10 minutes in the place, Raul from the Hi-Rhythm Hustlers had to pull a lady aside and dance. And soon, very soon, I will be a padewon and learn the ways of the swing. You’ll just have to check back and see!
After the crowd died down at the Wak Shack side, I said fuck it. Why not let them mess with my hair!
Now, I’ve never let anyone style my hair. Not even my own lady! So letting them mess around with my hair, especially so early in the night… Needless to say, was a big step!
Obviously, I’m rather particular about my hair. But I figured, if I’m gonna be reviewing products, I gotta see how shops style up hair. Because there are a few fellas out there who like to get cut and styled a certain way, so why not?
I think I’m about 4 beers and whiskey in, at this point…
Yeah… I was pretty drunk.
See that chick gettin’ styled next to me? I challenged her at a game Words With Friends. Unfortunately, she was already filled with on going games. But if you read this, cancel all your games, because I will win! At least try to…
If you can’t tell, I’m lookin’ right at the camera.
At one point, they were lookin’ around for a comb. Well ladies, ya could’ve just asked me! So I whipped it out (giggity) and damn near forgot about my comb! As I was leaving, they passed me on the street and gave it back to me. Thanks Kim & Filomena! And fellas… if you ever get tired of looking at dudes cutting your hair, swing on by to the Wak Shack. I doubt their single though!
At this point, I’m drunk. The burlesque show started. TO THE STAGE!!!
OUT OF MY WAY!
If you didn’t spot me, you definitely could hear me. I was roaring my way to the front. And guess what. I got to the front.
I wasn’t the only one taking pictures!
But I’m probably the only one who isn’t gonna masturbate to these pictures either…
All that glitters is gold… And covered in tattoos.
This picture is more or less purposefully blurry, so that you young up and coming rockabilly kids can’t print it out, and hide the picture under your bed, and wait till mommy and daddy go to bed.
Somebody got excited!
See this Dave? You can’t print out that picture!
Um… Yeah… Hot…
Still hot… But angry…
And with a rebel yell… She cried more… More… more……
After the burlesque show ended, people started to flood to the dance floor and cut a rug. And I’m pretty sure someone cut the cheese! GET IT!?! Nevermind…
Gettin’ their boogie on.
Guy in the red plaid shirt looks like he had an accident.
GET DOWN GIRL!
Hmmm… Where could he be?
Swing’n On Stage
It seems to me that Tanoa and the fella behind decided to coordinate tonight…
Behind the scenes.
Playing everyone’s favorite tunes.
Mr. Not So Serious.
See, they did coordinate. I didn’t know it was Twin Day!
Wrong way Demi.
A week later and Kiya already has a beard… Son of a bitch.
Oh hey… The ladies in the back round look familiar… Now, where have I seen these two before? Hmmm…
Bitches Love Smileys.
I have no idea how serious Kiya is with that peace sign… TOO MUCH JAPANESE FOR THIS GUY…
He’s probably holding in a fart at this point…
GET DOWN WITH YOUR BAD SELF!
And your matching buddy behind ya!
This is the only picture of my hair after the ladies from The Wak Shack styled it up. Not so much a pompadour, but it’s not bad. Oh hey look, a wild hipsterbilly in the back round! Surprisingly, she didn’t call me a bitch this time around…
See that broads stink face? Yeah… I’m pretty sure she was butt hurt when I took the pic. It’s ok, not everyone can have a good time and be happy!
Well folks… That’s pretty much all of what went down at the Haight Street Hop. It was packed, loud, and man… IT WAS FUCKIN HOT! A leather jacket was a baaaad choice… No wonder they held a burlesque show! Shit, I should’ve joined just so I could cool down a bit.
Overall, this was a pretty rockin’ event. It’s a nice little spot, decent amount of room for people to get their boogie on. Of course, I don’t think they’ll be having the hairstyling thing go on after this, so it’ll definitely open up a lot more space. The only thing I see that needs to be worked out, is that lot at the end of the block! Work something out with the folks so we can park there! Man… It would be luxurious if that worked out.
It was good to see a few more familiar faces under one roof. So hopefully the next one brings a few more people out of the woodwork. And of course, more PBR & Whiskeys will be had! Probably not as much as I had last night…
I can’t wait for the next one, maybe the hipsterbilly will yell at me again! We’ll just have to wait and see.
Well folks, hopefully all of the too many photos have quenched your thirst.