Check out the slideshows for more photos: Part 1; Part 2.
Once upon a time, The Spin wasn't quite so old. In fact, we too were once acne-speckled youngsters just looking to puff on a doobie, down a few cups of keg beer and get rowdy in a mosh pit before curfew. It was a healthy, tightly knit, fun-lovin' punk scene that makes us a little weepy-eyed when we think about it -- not unlike the one around these parts, into which we poke our grizzled head from time to time.
These kids are onto good and big things, as evidenced by this weekend's three-day, three-venue D.I.Y. rock 'n' roll fest, dubbed the "Freakin' Weekend." Fueled by kegs and housed in the rumpus room of an unlikely Green Hills McMansion, night one's kickoff party was light on content but heavy on spirit. The entertainment portion was more like a three-act Little Rascals punk revue. The first band, Larry David and the Hipsters, was composed of Nashville's Dead blog proprietors Dee Dee and Forever Young on guitar and drums. They banged out three slapdash noise-rock ditties based on or inspired by traditional Jewish themes, and that was that.
A dance party intermission followed, which lasted about a song and a half -- it was promptly interrupted when the two returned to the stage, this time as the second band, Ben Steine's Money. Switching instruments and sporting a couple Wayne's World-inspired wigs, the two belted out about 15 minutes of metal-tinged power punk with a jam-packed room of youths chanting along. After a smoke break/three-song dance party, the two returned yet again. This time, they were armed with bass and guitar, with Seth from Natural Child on drums, calling themselves Millions of Dead Punks. It was another short, sweet set of fast, simple three chord fun.
And then JEFF the Brotherhood played. Of course JEFF played. They were the evening's special guest, but surely we've Spun enough JEFF shows that you know how that sounded: loud, stoned, primal, and occasionally a little poppy. We'll be the first to admit that with such an interesting lineup over the course of the weekend, it's a damn shame we only made it to what was probably the least eventful night of this thing.
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" housed in the rumpus room of an unlikely Green Hills McMansion "
So punk.
Wow, thanks for critiquing how we have fun. Maybe next time you and all the other people that are about to "discuss" this event can just come to the party and stop worrying about how old you are and have a good time. It's all ages for a reason. Oh yeah and NO ONE in these pictures are above the age of 15 and they ALL have rich parents.
calm the fuck down. its just the spin. they're everywhere. they did come to your party and obviously had some kind of fun.
sounds like someone's just pissed that the sanctity of their intimate social circle has been compromised.
hey babes
thank you for coming and hanging loose at the party! thanks to anyone that came! thanks to anyone that played! thanks to anyone that didnt come! thanks thanks thanks the FREAKIN' WEEKEND will be back again and we've got some more stuff cooking that we'll drop soon. there will be lots of photos from the whole weekend coming soon................... and on behalf of nashville's dead i'd like to state that we're totally down with the older crowd and we love cougars and having fun.
love to powerglove,
nashville's dead
Gotta love those Nashville's Dead boys. Nice kids.