S P A C E C O W B O Y S

Boo Friendly Person:

The Space Cowboy Halloween party is right around the corner, but if you’re anything like me (busy-busy-busy), you haven’t had a chance to put together your costume yet. Since going out in street clothes is lame, and staying home tomorrow night is not an option, I thought I’d share with you the reliable idea that never fails—it is to costumes what a booty call is to getting laid, a guaranteed back-up fuck that won’t let you down: The Zombie.

Zombies are simple, instantly recognizable, and if you really think about it, Zombie costumes can be more versatile than a roll of duct tape. You could be a New Zombie, an Old Zombie, a Raver Zombie, a Hooker Zombie, a Burner Zombie, a Cheerleader Zombie, a Cop Zombie, an Inbred Zombie, an Office Zombie, Gangsta Zombie, a Super Hero Zombie, or just a I Was Gonna Donate This Old Leisure Suit to Good-will But Instead I’m Using It As a Costume Zombie.

Walk around grunting a lot. Like you’re hungover, or horny beyond the ability to speak. “Grraaaghafffaggah!” Every once in a while say something like, “Brains,” or “More Brains,” if you just ate some but want a second serving. Or say, “I like turtles!” Whatever, as long as you stagger and grunt and look like the living dead, you’re basically doing it right. Zombies are heroes at accessorizing: If you have a spare prosthetic to carry around, gore-up the amputated part, make it look nasty, and carry it around, taking bites once in a while. A severed head is always a hit parties. Really, any body part would look good. Make sure to only order red drinks at the bar, like Cape Cods, Cosmos, and anything with cran, or Sangria, and of course Bloody Marys.

Once you get your Zombified-self together, get into character and stay that way. When you head to our party at Temple on Saturday, make sure to terrorize the people on MUNI or walking on the street. Remember, they’re just food to you. And when you’re finished, they’ll be Zombies, too. (In that manner, the spread of Zombism isn’t all that different from many religions.)

XO, 8ball at Space Cowboys dot org

PS: Check out the new H8ball Horror Show mix, my special Halloween TREAT to you!

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10/26 – THIS SATURDAY – WANTED: UNDEAD OR ALIVE @ TEMPLE (540 Howard Street) The Space Cowboys bring you our infamous Halloween party, this year with Finger Lickin’s Drumattic Twins performing their live Dex n’FX show on the pristine Temple sound system courtesy of Martin Sound. In the Catacombs of Doom the Evil Breaks crew has partnered up with the Cowboys to present S.O.T.E.G. from Dallas, TX.

Rounding out the night will be all of your favorite Space Cowboy & Evil Breaks DJs in three rooms with all the ghouls and antics that make you fear for your life, or at least your entry into heaven.

Doors open at 10pm Only $10 for the undead, and the costumed. Or the DEADicated before 11pm. $20 for the uncostumed arriving after 11pm

Advanced tickets for the party are moving quick, so follow the link below for yours, or forever hold your bloody pieces… Advance tickets

+ + + HALLOWEEN TREAT: H8BALL HORROR SHOW MIX + + +

A blood-curdling mix of goth and industrial to help put us all in touch with our inner-demon…

Click to download

Tracks:
01. PWEI / Ich Bin Ein Auslander
02. Rammstein / Stripped
03. Razed in Black / Cherub Rock
04. Chicks On Speed / Warm Leatherette
05. Korn / Freak On a Leash (Rammstein Remix)
06. Tina Root / Never Let Me Down
07. White Zombie / I’m Your Boogie Man
08. TSR-80 / Everyday is Halloween
09. Disown / Policy of Truth
10. Bauhaus / Kick in the Eye
11. 1000 Homo DJs / Supernaut
12. My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult / A Daisy Chain 4 Satan
13. Front 242 / Headhunter v3.0
14. Nitzer Ebb / Join in the Chant
15. Rob Zombie / Dragula (Hot Rod Herman Remix)
16. Razed In Black / Oh My Goth! (Nubreaks Virus Remix)
17. David Guetta / The World is Mine (Blackstrobe Remix)
18. Bigod 20 / Like a Prayer
19. Marilyn Manson / Mobscene (Rammstein Remix)
20. Godhead / Bela Lugosi’s Dead
21. The Hacker feat. Perspects / Flesh and Bone

And hear more 8Ball mixes here

Hello Friendly Cocksucker:

Hey, sorry if this announcement is a bit surly—the aggro glow of Black Sabbath Pancakes still hasn’t worn off, I haven’t gotten used to brushing my teeth with toothpaste instead of tequila yet, I’m still suffering from the playa-lag weariness that results from spending my sleeping hours in a virtual sweat lodge, and my interpersonal skills are on par with those of a schoolyard bully. We had a Metric Fuck Ton™ of fun out there this year, and amazingly I’m already missing all our friends and family from the playa. To help ease our reintegration into the real world, this month’s version of our monthly party Fresh will be a 1 week reunion, where we coach each other on the social skills and etiquette that might’ve been left behind on the playa, swap stories of misery and carnage from the Exodus, or just get hammered:

This Friday, September 7th – FRESH FROM THE PLAYA @ SHINE Music by Space Cowboy DJs Brad Robinson, Mancub and 8ball Come in your dusty playa gear! Shine – 1337 Mission Street $5 / 9 – 2 www.shinesf.com

XO, 8ball at spacecowboys dot org

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Hello Friendly Person:

For the last couple days I’ve been getting schedules fired at me from DJs and theme camps so I’ll be sure not to miss single soul enriching moment on the playa.

It’s like Burning Man has become a multi-tracked convention, I’m not saying it’s necessarily a bad thing, but I have noticed that I’m stressed out. I’ve started an email folder just to hold onto all the reminders, schedules, lists, do not misses, that I’ve received. Next year we’ll all just load the whole playa schedule into Outlook and carry it around on PDAs. If in the future when BM finally stops changing year to year, Lonely Planet could get around to publishing the definitive tourist guide to BRC’s playa hot spots, corridors of bohemian charm, and hidden hoods “where the arty kids hang-out”.

Personally, I like the random shit. Maybe more than anything else. There are so many severely demented synchronous little scenes that just magically happen, like when a bunch of us were ridin’ dirty along the esplanade in Martha, and got pinned down under a barrage of fire from a pants cannon, and just before we could retreat someone pointed out that Adz had been abducted by some twisted game show, and before we could get him back on board the show host double-dog-dared him to publicly smear a handful of wasabi on his junk, which he did right before he started crying like a little girl. Only at Burning Man, man. There’s definitely value in the planned happenings, but never in a million years would anyone plan to put wasabi on their junk. Not planning is when the magic happens. (Unless you’re a stoner, in which case you probably never leave camp, you lazy buttholes.)

So, with that off my chest, I’ll now proceed to provide you, Friendly Person, with a list of Space Cowboy events and happenings that you will only ignore at the risk of your everlasting salvation, happiness, and enlightenment. Forget God, forget prayer, forget meditation—this is your one and only chance to get to heaven by attending all these events. Some of these events might overlap or be at the same time. That’s not my problem. If you can’t figure out how to be in two places at the same time perhaps you’re not worthy of salvation anyway.

xo, 8ball@spacecowboys.org (writer) & andrea@spacecowboys.org (editor)

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SPACE COWBOYS (Unimog)

KMOG – 104.1, live FM transmissions from the UniMog all week long in Black Rock City

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Monday Humouroboros Playa Premier! Unimog at sunset with the Monkey Snake himself!!

Unimog at Blackout at 12:00 & Perimeter Fence (directly behind the man) Midnight to sunrise with Friction, J9 vs. Evinrude , Haj , Flook , Random Rab, & Aaron Jae

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Tuesday Unimog at False Profit 3:30 & Esplanade with Mancub, Aaron Jae, Glitch Mob, and more

Aaron Jae 945-1030 at opulent temple j9 9pm-sunrise Get Lost 2:00 and Intertidal- look for an 8’ x 8’ Rubik’s Cube.

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Wednesday

We’ll be cruising over to the Deep End around 2:30pm for Mancub sets Space Cowboy tag team at 7pm with 8ball & Brad Robinson and more Unimog will be out and about, escorting the troops Mancub plays from 1-2am at Green Gorilla, 445-545 am at Rednose District

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Thursday Unimog at the Steam Punk Tree House – inner playa Space Cowboy Djs on the Unimog all night long

Space Cowboy DJs Mancub, Brad Robinson & Evinrude at Dustfish – 9:30 & Esplanade

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Friday Black Rock Hoe Down – somewhere out there Unimog and Space Cowboy DJs & Friends and very special guests Our annual BRC get down, hope to see you!

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Saturday – Paradox Lounge Happy Hour – starting at 4:00 & Esplanade and headed about the playa. We’re mobile!!

Saturday post burn – possibly Thunderdome Other shenannigans TBD

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Sunday Black Sabbath Pancake Breakfast at CAMP CARP Wouldn’t be Burning Man without an afternoon of the Ramp of Death

Sunday night – Temple Burn

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Evinrude suggests:

Pool Party in Reno – After the Burn Knaaponkrap Eatonswim – Afterburn Poolside – Sept. 3 & 4th Nexus in cooperation with all your friends proudly present the first annual Knaaponkrap Eatonswim Monday and Tuesday in lovely downtown Reno Nevada at the Grand Sierra Resort.

Lineup is being finalized and is scheduled to include a wide variety of the best the playa has to offer including some really good live sets from Ooah, Evinrude, Aaron Jae, Donna Matrix & more. Performance art, fire, go go’s, and such are included as well and anyone interested in lighting themselves on fire or freaking out in some way on stage is welcome.

Tickets at : www.brownpapertickets.com/event/19042 CODE WORD for discount rooms when calling the Grand Sierra Resort: ZBURN POOL PARTY LOCATION: NIKKI BEACH HOTEL: GRAND SIERRA RESORT 800-501-2651

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THEN – when you’re back in SF and can’t help thinking about us:

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Friday Sept 7th FRESH from the Playa at SHINE A Space Cowboys Re-union

With the fence-sitter djs:

Brad Robinson Mancub 8ball

Friday, Sept. 7th 2007 Shine – 1337 Mission at 10th 9pm-2am – $5 – 21+

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Saturday Sept 29th Love Fest – http://lovefestsf.com First in the Parade, rocking Civic Center, with Space Cowboy Djs and special guest Rogue Element.

We will have 241 passes forthe After the Love party at the Unimog during LoveFest

The Unimog will be rocking the best LoveFest after party with the Space Cowboys DJs on board.

SEISMIC presents AFTER The Love Love Fest After Party Saturday. September 29th 9:00PM – 5:00AM At Mighty, 119 Utah Street (@15th) $20 at the door before midnight

SLYDE – First SF Apperance! (Fingerlickin’ Records, UK) The Rogue Element (Exeptional Records, UK) International Breaks Award “Best Producer” 2006

Murphstar (SEISMIC) Emerge (Disfunktion Crew) Brett Pinkin (SEISMIC) Malarkey (The Juke Joint) Jive (FiX) And The Bootie Mashup Room with DJs: Adrian & the Mysterious D and Party Ben

Discount Pre-Sale Tickets and more info at www.seismicsf.org

BE SAFE~SEE YOU ON THE PLAYA!

Hello Friendly Person:

(Long preamble this morning, so if you’re impatient, skip down for info about Mog appearances at Mighty Breaks tomorrow, the Serpent Mother fundraiser on the 27th, and other goodness.)

Seemed like a good idea at the time. I wish I knew who came up with that phrase, and I’ll bet whoever it was wishes they’d copyrighted the bugger. Think how often it comes up—after Gavin hooked up with his buddy’s wife, right after Chris Daly opens his mouth to says anything, whenever Iraq is mentioned in the White House, and if there’s a God I’m sure he says it whenever he thinks of us. Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time is the only way to explain things like pet rocks, the country meets techno anthem “Cotton-eye Joe”, taking another pill because you’re not “feeling” anything from the first one yet, or any kind of trance ;)

Space Cowboys have done a lot of lame things in our time, and I promise you all of them seemed like a good idea at the time. It’s hard to single out any one moment or act, because they’re all so gloriously lame in their lame, Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time, way. But with Burningman so close, and with discussion in our group turning towards art projects, there is one treasured story that I think is worth sharing. The story of Space Cowboy Byron’s swing. This was somewhere between 98 and 01, the years are all a blur at this point, so let’s just say the theme was The Seven Nebulous Wheels of the Body. Space Cowboy Byron (who has long since retreated into matrimonial seclusion, where his brain cells will be fortunate enough to live out their remaining days and die a natural death) decided that, while our camp had a barter bar, DJs, hot chicks and dangerous playa vehicles, it was missing one thing: a really big swing. So, he went to work. Now, swings have a fairly uniform structure—a couple of supports with something across the top that the swing hangs from is what most of us are familiar with, but Space Cowboy Byron was what you might call a non-conformist. No paired support structures for him, his swing would be a feat of axioms, paradigms and mathematics, or something. He envisioned what ended up looking like a long, narrow upside down V – where the two top tips of the letter were rooted into the ground at an upward angle, that shot the point of convergence up in the air about 30 feet or so, and the swing hung down on a long rope from the apex. He built the whole thing with thick metal pipes, but since he couldn’t find single pieces long enough to achieve the height he was going for, he coupled several together with some sort of threaded joiner. Remember that, because it’s the important part. The swing went up early in the week, and all agreed that he was right – the camp did need a damn swing after all, and for the next few days many of us lazied away the days swaying on what we would later learn was a giant death trap. Flash forward to the Hoe Down. We were having a party, people were dancing, other people were doing weird Burningman shit, customers were trading random crap for dusty booze at the barter bar, and a dozen yards or so away from the dance floor, a couple of hyper-active burner dudes had the bright idea to try red-lining the swing. They’d take running starts at it, they’d stand on the seat upright, they’d flex and grunt, and kick, and keep the swing further and further up. They were doing such a good job at it that soon, they had a small crowd cheering them on. That just encouraged them to push harder, which must’ve seemed like a good idea at the time. But on their most triumphant lurch upward there was an audible crack, and as they hung in mid-air, segments of the pipes separated everything began to plummet. The two guys, having just reached the crest of their swinging, were shot forward from where the 80lbs or so of metal came crashing down, but they still hit the ground hard, and for a moment nothing moved but the cloud of dust that accident kicked up. Because the guys had been swinging so wildly, the crowd had been standing back a respectable distance, so no one else was in what would’ve been the decapitation zone when the metal came down. Space Cowboy Byron and some others jetted over to see if anyone was hurt, particularly the two nummyheads who’d been on the swing, but as soon as they were able two stand they raced off into the night, apparently fearing some sort of retribution for causing the swing’s collapse. A quick investigation into the disaster uncovered that the ends of the pipe, which had been threaded, were now nearly perfectly smooth – the stress caused by the Xtreme-swingers, which was a scenarios not considered in the design’s calculus, had completely stripped the pipes’ threading. And that was the final ride of the Space Cowboy’s Swing-of-Death, which definitely seemed like a good idea at the time.

xo, 8ball@spacecowboys.org

UPCOMING EVENTS

FRIDAY (TOMORROW) – 7/20 – Mighty Breaks presents SHOW YOUR COLORS Mighty Breaks is hosting a field day/pep rally that brings together your favorite Burning Man crews, each with their own color and DJ.

Join us for a musical battle royale as the crews challenge each other to “walk offs,” arm wrestling, dancing competitions and, of course, drinking games. But know this: there are no sanctioned events, so anything is fair game. Burning Man’s loudest cheerleader, The Space Cowboy’s Unimog, will be bringing it on outside all night.

SPACE COWBOYS – ORANGE – 8ball, rrrus, Mancub & Brad Robinson on the Unimog

SEISMIC – RED – Murphstar
HOUSE OF LOTUS – BLUE – Beth Murphy
THE FRINGE – PURPLE – Mopo & friends
DEEP END – PINK – Zach Moore
OPULENT TEMPLE – WHITE – Syd Gris, Zach Moore
GARAGE MAJAL – GREEN – Jive

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Saturday, July 21 – Day Party/Fundraiser at Pier 23 You are invited to an afternoon/evening of dancing in the sunshine (or fog) to celebrate Mango’s soon-to-be bundle of joy! Get your groove on to DJ’s : Ellen Ferrato
Brad Robinson
Zack Darling
Joy Glasier

Pier 23, San Francisco
1pm-8pm, $10 donation requested

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Saturday July 28th – SERPENT MOTHER FUNDRAISER presented by Flaming Lotus Girls We’re bring the Mog to Flaming Lotus Girls’ party to help raise funds for the Serpent Mother World Tour. The day kicks off with our favorite carbon-belligerent activity, BBQing followed by several hours of dancing and libation!
With Space Cowboy DJs Brad Robinson, Mancub, 8ball, Kapt’n Kirk, Aaron Jae, and Pure Evil Also with DJs ShOOey (Deep End), Murphstar (Seismic), Shissla (House of Lotus), and Majitope (Lowpro). From 2pm-2am (BBQ 4pm – 9pm, Dancing ‘til 2am)
354 5th Street @ Harrison