A Movie Script Ending....

so last thursday i got off work and decided to have a couple drinks at the strauss house....after all...its four dollar pitcher night...three pitchers later...me and zach are at the up over getting served some overly stiff( yet appreciative) bourbons and diets. three bourbon and diets later and we are paying Steven ( and older man with cerebral palsy) to drive us across the river in his golf cart to mainstay. two royal pints of Newcastle later we take a cab to baba budans....a couple micro brews and a shot of something clear...we are back in mainstrasse....a quick walk into the village pub and out the side door....we are in a cab on our way to goth night at the dock where we played beach volleyball with dudes wearing gauntlets and eyeliner.

this weekend. lexington....and knoxville.

will diplomatic relations fail between the united states and great britain due to the oil spillage in the gulf? perhaps....1812 all over again? or this time will we bring the war to them?....will the french help us? or have we already returned the favor?

these are questions i need answered.

Oso Bear from Garison Stolz on Vimeo.

this was done a couple weeks ago at the southgate house in the parlour room by garrison stolz.....this camera he has is freaking insane....we messed up the song....i thought we were loud and fast that night...but perhaps i was wrong....we actually sounded pretty decent. anyways. enjoy.

You drive me ape......

I remember staying up to watch 120 minutes as a kid...or setting a vhs tape to record 120 minutes...back then....it was one of the few outlets for someone to discover underground music. then the internet broke everything out.....and now there is too many bad bands getting noticed. funny how that works. 

regardless.....ive never heard anything else from this band or what they are about or what they are doing now. i always thought that was kinda odd to be honest.....the video is really cool although i have no idea how it ties into the song....then again ive never been one to look for the deeper meaning in a song...let alone a video....people would always say they knew what cobain was writing about...well what if he was really writing about nothing and had all you deeper meaning people fooled.....that would be much to my delight for being a douche and trying to find something that isnt there.

i believe this band and song to be about two to three years ahead of their time...its just the kids weren't ready for it...or so it seems....i bought this cd on amazon for i think 50 cents.....granted this and two other songs are the only good songs on the cd....i think this song still stands out and is pretty good...kinda has a weezer feel to it....something kinda metrosexually indie....nothing that you could really rock out live...but maybe jam a little to while shaving or slapping on some aqua vela aftershave.......maybe after that...walk around in your towel for an hour with your hair slicked back.....listen to the cd all the way through.....do some jumping jacks....put on your favorite flannel......a pair of blue jeans....and lay in your twin size bed and cry.....that how i could see the night going when you start out listening to this song.......

the point is....i know alt music was better when i was a kid....i talk about this all the time....i really do...i mean cmon. the bravery......hawthorne heights....all the other screamotional bands....seems a bit ridiculous to me.

there is a formual for everything now....even what im doing musically.....there is a formula....or a tradition to follow. what do you wanna do....do you wanna be an inde rocker...wearing tight clothes....reffering to your music as art.....talking about a song like its a sculpture...being overly tolerant of anything and everyone...or do you wanna be a screamo kid. which is pretty much just designer goth.....we all have choices to make in life. and these are the important ones....so whats it gonna be...indie....or designer goth?.....you cant choose punk....because its like jehovah's witness...there are only so many people getting in. and im pretty sure if you havent figured out by now that you are punk......then you never will be. but thats okay....dont cry...whatever you do....dont freak out....you're identity crisis will only last a couple years. 

my new diet.

yesterday i decided that i am no longer going to eat meat during the week. im gonna call it the Jenkins diet.

i will only eat pineapple, fruit cocktail, bagels, cheese, and cucumber during the week. and on the weekends i will eat a large four topping pizza from larosas.....all to myself. by doing this...intend to neither gain weight....or lose weight but maintain a steady equilibrium.....or a dynamic equilibrium if you will.

FUN WITH A CAMERA.

here are some videos of some shit ive done either in bands or in drunkeness.




ROCK N RACE

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

this was a rockabilly festival sltt played in west salem ohio in the summer of 08. we were playing alot out of town back then. i think the fellas kept on playing out of town alot...im not sure....i quit the band in november. the sound on this is horrible. but its worth checking out.


@ the gypsy hut

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

yet another video with poor sound. this was at the old gypsy hut with the broken spurs....nobody was there...no big deal.....it was a fun show. buckner was in from new york...we went back to the house drank pbr till the sun came up....then went to dayton chili and got goetta omelets. good times....great oldies.


part 3

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

a short clip of me playing drums derby eve at the nach bar in louisville.



barts on york.

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

one night gary....jason....max....and wes all went out for a couple drinks....this is the result of more than a couple...it was the summer that the hills had played this song...and everyone was freaking out about it. shortly after this video was taken i threw up in the urinal....got kicked out of the bar....and jason cleaned the vomit......it was a weird night.....hahaha...actually not really any different than any other night when too much makers in involved.



sayonara tiger 10-14-06 at the basement

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

sayonara tiger. @ the basement in cbus. we had a couple pretty good shows there thanks to emanual letting us open for them a couple times. poor quality...but you get the gist.




drunken

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

i have no comment on this one.




drinkin after a show

George Marshall Jenkins IV | MySpace Video

this was a fun night.

i thought i told ya that we wont stop.

ive been eating alot of pineapple. canned pineapple. its a wonder fruit. nutritious and delicious.

i bought some corned beef hash the other day and ate it with eggs....its very akin too goetta....but goetta is better.

i lost my speedy rewards card...but quickly gained it back. praise his name.

the show @ the sgh was a sort of return to rock in a sense. a little loud....a little fast. but the energy was there.

ive got scars from burning myself with cigs. vitamin e where are you?

there haven't been very many parties as of late at the whoopy dang lodge....and i might just say its relaxing.

zildian k custom ride now looks like pac man. ive been cutting and cutting the crack........pretty soon it will be time to buy a new cymbal. i just cant afford it.

the riverdales have a new album. so im back listening to all their albums again. i love them with all my heart.....my black heart.....my emo heart.

i ordered a pizza from larosas today...and im happy. three cheese...bacon, onion, mushroom,sausage. holler.

oso bear played at the down under with tina sparkle and the dripping slits. both bands are really great and good people. had alot of fun.

the night before was the sgh show..after the show me and matt decided it would be fun to shoot bottle rockets at all the people walking out of the strauss house.....we were like little kids. the cops walking up to our fence and politely asked us to stop...we obliged...then cooked some bratwurst...and continued to drinkn delicious pabst blue ribbon till we found it time to go to bed. whoopy dang?........i think so.

last night went to a 90s tribute show. alot of good music...but weird. the 90s werent such a great era in music......i mean...alot of good music...but when you look back...people arent gonna be like......hey i listen to 90's music.....i mean you can say that kinda with the other decades....youve got all those douche bags that say the 70s had the best music. i cant disagree more.....there were good bands in the 80s...but not a decade of superior music. im sorry. it was the 80s. live with it.

covington.....love it.....embrace it.....live in the trenches.

i had an idea for a street banner for north side. "we are young, we are alternative, we are north side"....and i dont even live there....thats what im doing...is thinking of the big picture for all the enclaves in the greater Cincinnati area. just dont put Kentucky in your greater Cincinnati area...you can have Indiana. all points west of the state lines.......but not my precious Kentucky.

i guess i really dont have anything against northside except for the fact that its just overrated. no....its not even that. its how hard people try to express there so called individuality.....and they end up all looking the same....same tattoos....same brown tones.....same hair cuts...same ironic pleather jacket......the question is are you really an individual....or just meat for the machine? and when i say meat....im talking......a good 80/20 mix of ground sirloin and chuck. thats what im talking about.

the hot snakes at first listen....are a bit boring....but im digging them as of late.

lovely crash. new guitar player...out of town shows...shows in northside...shows at baba budans....good times. we keep on keepin on.....i think we are getting better every show we play...at least i am getting more comfortable.....fun.

i need a haircut. i need to stop eating speedway food.

Cash for Clunkers.

For all you non red meat eating because you think its healthy....HIPPIES....perhaps you wont know what im talking about...for those of you who are the more rare....the better.....you will. seems like going to bed with a a nice piece of beef in your belly...gives you more clarity on your dreams......or nightmares. i guess you could say....im a bit of a seer. psychic if you will.....a couples years ago...i saw the writing on the wall...reality tv shows had consumed the mindless viewer....shows like who wants to be a millionaire where they intentionally get stupid people on there and ask them random questions about who wore the red hat in annie get you gun.....our society...was making a turn...for the worst......that turn for the worst...became.....the new mtv....i hate you. you are the sole reason my little sisters are matierialistic...and shallow...its not their fault...they weren't given a choice....there is no alternative...there is no underground anymore.... the kids are fucked....taking back sunday and girls like boys are not the underground....you actually call that shit punk...its not even pop punk....its hot topic....its bullshit. im not going to sit here while writing yet another poignant and prophetic essay on why im better than most people and am actually more self actualized than most.....before i admit i did watch mtv. i pose this question....were we....like the kids today....just too caught up in the mainstream....with bands like veruca salt....better than ezra....catherine wheel.... belly..... Mathew sweet....sebadoh..etc..etc..etc......or where those band legit? i think they were. ive never been so anti mainstream....ive always given them the benefit of the doubt....if its good music its good music...90s alternative was good. punk was punk....not punk because myspace was around...not so simple to start bands....and if you did have a band..it was hard to get out of your city...so your local scene was pretty rad....so rad....that bands from other scenes used to call bands on the phone and ask if they wanted to trade shows....the market wasnt so over saturated with shitty bands.....sure....the scene was more tight knit back then....maybe more pretentious....but i t was a scene...now people use the word scene to describe how someone looks....image has completely replaced talent....its not about the quality of your music....its about being indie as fuck...or emo...long hair...boots...leather jacket....unisex jeans....bright colors......so...where does the induviduality come from being a musician anymore... image has become so important because mtv told us it was...they told us if we are going to listen to punk rock...lets dress in designer punk clothes while doing it... lets go get our hair colored by a pro at the salon....lets go to hot topic and buy a 30 dollar band t shirt..(ever noticed they all look the same now?) sure....i sound fucking pathetic don't i...complaining about all this shit when at the end of the day...maybe im a hypocrite for listening to new country...not just the punk./indie/alt.....but country music makes no bones about what they are. they are designed to have singers...and songwriters..and studio musicians and big tours...it was always like that...even when hank Williams and George jones were around.....most country artists don't write their songs....that way it always been. but alternative music hasn't always sucked this bad. i.e. the 80s and 90s. now the music we listen to on the fox has been compromised but about 10-20 of the same producers who in a skull and bones scret meeting got together and said...lets make a formula for shitty music...we need to perpetuate the eddie vetter voice as a much as possible...we need to make sure we keep puddle of mudd/ limp biscuit style songs on the radio...we need catchy mindless hooks like daughtry....and all the songs in general need to sound the same....one would think with all this jock rock and general bullshit....when a band comes along like the hive or the strokes...they would do better than just marginal success....well...perhaps its their respective record label not wanting to put that much money in paying the radio stations to play them (payola anyone?) or maybe its these bands actually have integrity.... i was recently...just this morning actually watching vh1 classic and saw that you can buy tickets to co on a cruise with bands like three doors down..finger eleven....and some other bands of that caliber that the bands of phoenix hill just love to emulate....and i was thinking about a couple things....first off...anyone who would go on this cruise....would probably goto phoenix hill because the music is good....and they really don't truly like music......they like what the rock star dj's on the fox tell them to like...the ones who sound like they are so cool....till you see them in person..bald on the top with long hair like fucking poison and motley crue are gonna get big again and they were so cutting edge for having long hair. there are the chicks that wear cowboy hats and have their belly buttons pierced...they would go....only to try to tune (aka bone) one of the members of those bands. there are the guys who would go to try to tune the girls who are trying to tune the band members....and so on and so on...then there is the people who are on some sort of new program with jefferson county corrections where their punishment is to go and listen to these bands and serve all the douche band coronas and bud lights. and the occasional shot of cheap tequila.

Which one is worse..stepping in horse crap...or human crap? my guess is human crap...because we all know a horses diet doesn't consist of much more than hay, oats and the occasional peppermint. but human crap..yeah we know we are some dirty eating bastards.... McDonalds double cheeseburgers...skyline chili....i for sure dont want to step on a human turd.....like you know...you are gonna be walking down the sidewalk and be like..."dammit who took a shit on the sidewalk"....the quantity of a horse turd though....a big pile of it..is pretty massive. but then again...ive seen some human turds that i should have taken a picture of.

i often think about how cool it would have been of the pre-nazi germane would have taken part in more colonialism...the idea that perhaps south america could be completely German speaking.... it just seems neat to thin about..highly unlikely..but none the less.

not to go out on a limb to much here....but the tv show jackass and boxing have a lot in common.....youre getting paid to hurt yourself...i beg the question...would you let mike tyson punch you in the face with a boxing glove on for a coo one million dollar....im not gonna pay it out personally..but there was some sort of gam show hosted by regis philbin and his one time partner kathy lee gifford....or is it just kathy lee...any ways....it has the production and intensity of deal or no deal...but you basically just let tyson hit you in the face ....obviously its gonna jack you up pretty bad....but the network will incur all medical costs..leaving you with about 750grrrrrrr after taxes....i think id do it....speaking on that i would eat a human turd for a million dollars..and i would eat it on a plate with a fork and knife...but that is only if i can dictate the contents of the turd i am eating....for example..im set up to eat a turd..but i can tell the person what to eat...i would tell the said person to eat a lot of greens and stay away from corn and peanuts.....then i would close my eyes and think about the first purchase i would make as a new millionaire...and how frivolously i would spend the money....im sure the turd would be gross..but coming from a generation that live ins the now.....the pepsi generation...generation next....blah blah blah blah.....i would blow through the money in a year..just by impressing people with how much money i had...its just money...it comes and goes....i would by people weird things....like ford fusions and old datsun trucks....i would take a trip to the reese's peanut butter cup plant and buy literally a truck load of that sweet peanut butter filling...speaking of that...remember when reeses' peanut butter came out..you thought you were gonna get some of that peanut butter cup filling didnt you...well you were duped....might as well go back to jiffy.....i would sit down with mr reese himself and have a nice steak dinner while sipping on a bottle of 25 year pappy van winkle..

and finally....on the topic of bourbon.....what a glorious drink. i used to be a super duper beer goon. i belonged to beer clubs...and i i used to pride myself on distinguishing the taste of a stout over the taste of a porter..or taste the coriander out of one beer..and the Belgian hops out of another.... but as we all know..as we age..beer just leaves you peein every five minutes..and getting no where...bourbon...is so much cooler........yeah......cooler. let me explain. (before you go on thinking that im just a lush who likes to get drunk faster than beer can provide..which isnt the case at all...well maybe a little).

its kentucky....yes...some people dont get it...those people arent from kentucky. and that fine....we know something you dont. just keep this in mind when you consider the kentucky factor.  kentucky is rich in tradition and culture....we have our own cuisine....our own dialect...and yes..hillbillies and rednecks..but we also have alot of famous people..and we are known for our bourbon horses and baseball bats.....abe licoln and jefferson davis....what is your state known for? yeah. thanks

the hydration factor....

drinking b and dc's with  ice will naturally keep you hydrated you. beer will only give you a nasty hangover not to mention the dump you will take the next day if you drink a real cheap beer. im not obssesed with poop. but i am a child.

the variety....

there is sipping bourbon...there is mixing bourbon..the is so many bourbons to explore that i want to start a reading rainbow type show devoted to bourbon. and yes levar burton will host it. and i will even try to to a take on the original theme song.

the cost effectiveness vs. beer.....

you dont buy beer..you rent it...because once that seal is broken....its over. youre done..youre peeing every five minutes. with bourbon.......you own it...yeah...you go to a liquor store and think to yourself man i dont wanna pay for a handle of woodford reserve..thats like 50 bucks...but just remember you can drink of that for about three weekends by yourself. or one night with three other people..but if everyone is pitching up...so be it. its cheap. and cheap is good.

ive been working on the ultimate 80s compilation....its pretty amazing....alot of songs i havent heard..and you are talking to a dude...who is an idiot savant when it comes to 80s.....so....i leave you with this........one of those 80s songs that i hadnt heard..that is such an amazing song

urban sprawl is your friend

really....camping and all that shit....you can have it. i cant stand it...im allergic to poison ivy, among other things....i cant dig sitting in the middle of the woods around a campfire tripping on mushrooms or smoking weed and passing around a bottle of jack daniels.....who from Kentucky drinks jack daniels anyways....tastes like ass in a glass. the only reason i know what ass tastes like is because my friend eats girls asses on a regular basis and when i was asking him what he gets out of it...he told me it tastes like jack daniels....he is from Tennessee...so it makes sense...now every time i taste any sort of Tennessee whiskey, i envision my friend (who will remain anonymous) drunk on a bottle of Tennessee sour mash with a girl he just met down at jim porters going to town on the brown....with his tongue....but really thats another story for another time. i think we should build more cities like new york , Chicago and Cincinnati. all this so called precious wildlife isn't really all that precious to alot of us...most of us will sit there and say" oh duuuude, im going green" and most of us aren't going to do anything different besides maybe not throw our cigarette butts on the street. little did we know...we are keep the precious robins and sparrows and cardinals from good insulation for their nests....thus....killing their offspring. nest thing you know...all the birds have disappeared setting off a natural catastrophe. so keep throwing your butts on the street. the fact of the matter is...the facts don't matter (shellac quote) we are told by other humans...that we as humans are pieces of shit that don't deserve to live here on this earth...we don't take care of it..we don't wipe its ass like a little kid when its yelling from the bathroom "mom in done".....come on you goons....i'm not going to ride a bike to work...and if you have to put a little smoke in the air to make something cheaper....then do it...fucking...organic food are more expensive then food they put all sorts of chemicals in....that makes no sense.to me...you would think that shit would be cheaper...less chemicals.....look..there are some people out there...who will bitch about emissions in the united states..and then bitch about how all the industry has left the united states. didn't you ever stop to think? fucking china doesn't give a shit about emissions...go over there and bitch about the ozone..this isn't some sort of usa all the way rant....we all know nowadays you are a redneck if you are patriotic...and i don't want to be called a redneck even though i might intentionally get drunk off whiskey and obnoxiously hit on women. and randomly chant "usa all the way". i always find it funny when people bitch about something and then there is the obvious contradiction..."oooo....my wiener hurts there is too much pollution in major cities"...then move to the country. don't spoil it for those who like the smell of exhaust...because i know i do....

turning off your electricity when you are using it or taking fast showers....that isn't living green...that saving money....its common sense...im not doing it because me keep a light on all night means the coal plant has to bring in another barge and pump it into the ozone....recycling isn't an option where i live. you get a recycling bin and you do it...no big deal..but i know there are some places that actually charge you to recycle...i would say we need to get some of those left coast loonies out to those areas and have a hunger strike while chained to the front doors of the waste company that is doing this.

has anyone ever seen how much it costs to install solar panels on your house....check it out....yes you will make your money back ten fold...but not alot of people want to finance that sort of thing.

my point to all this is...there are people who feel so transcendental and love being oout in nature.....there are people that feel like because they bought an electric car they are doing their part to save mother earth. and you all are awesome. really pat yourself on the back because...me im like what dennis miller said...by the time the earth goes to shit ill be dead...so who cares?....im not going to spend more money to save the earth. make the shit cheaper...and ill by it.

i believe it was Thomas Jefferson who spoke about manifest destiny....i think what he envisioned was a giant new york city from one coast to the next...or at least thats what i would like to think...because that would be pretty righteous.

dont let anyone ever tell you we are running out of space in this country....i would tell those people to take a drive through a barren wasteland known as new mexico....its a giant missle range......but if we were running out of places for people to live...send a bunch of double wides out there and let the hill billies enjoy themselves.

the girl is mine

Lets take a moment to look beyond the fact that about a year ago the media pretty much convicted the king of pop being a child molester. of course he was acquitted.....but as you know...thats not what matters. in the eyes of most of america.....joe scarbourough said he molested those children so he must have...who cares what the court of law finds....so yeah.....im a little up set now that they are honoring him left and right. people who called him a pedophile now are listening to you wanna be starting something over and over again and talking about how he died so young and how tragic this whole thing is...lest we not forget the jokes about his face and the changing of the color of his skin....lets just look beyond all that for a brief couple of moments.....and talk about his duet with paul mccartney.....the girl is mine.


For those of who don't know this song....its is off of thriller....Go listen to it. First I would like to address paul...hey man....why are you fighting with michael jackson over a girl? you were in the beatles....i mean...dude...you had girls passing out when you de-boarded a plane...now you are gonna sit there and fight with what i would be believe to be at the time...a 27/28 year old virgin...let him have the girl. hes never been laid....your penis is probably hanging on strictly by foreskin. you and lennon were doing lines of coke off airline stewardesses asses while on route to india to play sitars and smoke opium. all micahel ever did was hang out int he green room with his brother Tito and watch him get a perm...or hide from his dads belt.

in respect to the death of mj...ill lieave it alone but i will say this:

if michael didnt die....larry king would be running specials on the life of billy mays and farah faucet.