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We Went to the Total Trash BBQ

The Total Trash BBQ in Oakland was all about freaks, bloody fist to face battles, people rolling around in filth, and music.
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Κείμενο Andre Torrez

While no one was stabbed and killed like in that Stones rock doc of tour footage from 1969, Oakland, California's Total Trash BBQ was a total mess. There’s something pleasing about seeing an insanely talented bunch of bands get their shit together for a great two-day bill and then watching the evening wear on as it disintegrates into chaos. At the least we got these photos of bloodied lips, passed out partiers, rock Slobsters, drunk-asses being restrained, and the crème de la crème of a corpsed-out MOM showing her less-than-savory parts (but that’s a matter of taste).

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So yeah, a fight broke out the first night during Shannon and the Clams’ set, but I don’t think I would’ve noticed if it weren’t for one of the band members announcing it into his mic after he’d missed his cue for a backing vocal. Most of the bar spilled outside and I guess stitches were required in some cases.

The next night at Eli’s Mile High Club, MOM performed to patrons who guzzled purple drank to wash down their corn on the cob (there was a cob eating contest). She came out in roller-skates, a red dress and mouseketeer ears; gunked up the floor with desserts, and played a round of Spin the Bottle while bum-trip versions of children’s songs played with the record speed set on decay.

Let this be a lesson:  if you ever come to the Bay Area, just remember— the real action is across the bridge in Oakland.

Photos by Dallis Willard