Hey Dudes -
Wanted to let you kow that we’re taking the Too Much Metal Showroom on the road for the next 3 weeks. We’re at Summerfest until July 8th. Come celebrate 8 years (check photos below) of Rad and Roll at the brand new, redesigned south end featuring the BMO Harris Pavillion Stage.
After Summerfest, we rock directly to the streets of downtown Milwaukee’s Bastille Days, where we get all FRAAAANCHY - love this one the most. Thank you guys so much for supporting original rock and roll design. We are very humbled that you guys like what we do and honored that you recognze and shop independent culture. NOW…let’s have some fun !
We’re having a 3 week mobile party. Time to celebrate summer ! Time to celebrate life.
Wednesday thru Saturday 10A-6P and by appointment.
In 1998 San Francisco’s Metro Active Weekly found a Too Much Metal original on a parking meter.
Might be in the showroom.
This mountain goat is ready to pedal from the hills of the pacific northwest to Los Angeles to: fund pediatric cancer research and advances in treatment, educate and empower cancer families, and improve the quality of life for children living with cancer through hospital play, music and arts programs.
This is my second year on Pablove Across America (I join the ride October 15th), and can’t wait to catch up with my hommies + make some new friends.
I’d like to share some of my speaking notes from Pablo’s memorial last year (I actually used my iphone - way nerd). I normally don’t get this personal but this little dude is very special to me. Please help and sponsor me as we pedal across the USA.
June 27th, 2009 10:54:25 PM CDT
I’m thankful for this opportunity to share with you what Pablo means to me. But I’m not gonna lie to you: I really don’t like talking about him under these circumstances.
I see Pablo in a lot of ways: I see him as “my little dude.” I see him as my best friend’s son. I see him as Joann’s little bug. I see him as Grady’s rad little bro. And I also see him as a poet, a lion, a pirate prankster - always ready for a good caper.
But, lately, I see him as a thief…
A good thief.
—-talk about the gnomie beard story—-
For sometime now -and like a wise old man- he’s been stealing. He’s been stealing our troubles. He’s been stealing our regrets. He’s been stealing our shame, and our guilt. He takes this emotional loot and buries it in places we can’t find: like the obvious spots in the back of our mind. Or- in my case- this beard that I hide behind.
From time to time and as we grow we access these emotions. We access them in the middle of the night. We access them when we don’t even want to. We access them when we absolutely have to. They come to us from that place where Pablo left them: that little spot.
That little darkness behind our eyes.
But… it’s in that very dark, or blind spot, where Pablo can reach you. It’s in that tender spot where he empathizes with your humanity and teaches you something about yourself. And it’s in that spot where he finds our most precious light of all: Love.
My eyes burn orange with the glow of Pablo. My tears sting like a bee looking for honey in his laughter. My back is covered with the power of his innocense. Pablo is my muse in the mIddle of this world and in the middle of this fight. He’s my backup when I believe in myself and my backup when I doubt. Pablo is that beacon of light like an “x”marking the spot, opening a treasure of joy for me.
I’m not gonna lie to you:
I will loot from that treasure.
I will plunder.
I will steal from it.
But rest assured, i will always give it back to you because that’s what P would want me to do.
Because that’s the right thing to do. Because that’s what Pablo would do. Because that’s Pablo showing me the way.
Plus he likes the Rock and Roll and - like me - he’s Shire size! Go middle earth !