Mikey T saves the day.

How about that? Looks like we pulled a rabbit out of the old hat and pulled us off a show on Friday. Due to dramatics that should be saved for soap operas, we found ourselves in a bit of a pickle. The faults fall on several people who shall forever remain unnamed. But we owe much thanks to the following:

-former judge genius alt. percussionist Mikey Terito for playing his ass off behind the drums. We’re still scratching our heads. How did he do that? The world may never know.

-4 square (aka King Square) for playing a short set and letting us use their equipment. These guys are owed much beer.

-josh from the kenmores, for seeking an 11th hour fix and making it happen.

-the Spanish Moon management for also helping to find a resolution.

And you all for coming out. It wasn’t the prettiest thing we could have done, but in the end it came out pretty fucking well. I’m sorry for everyone that left. 4 square announced we wouldn’t play and there was a literal rush. There were many that got their money back from the door and if you left before we played, please call sam at 281-9108. He will literally drive to your house and give you your five dollars back. We’re playing again on November 21 at Ichabod’s. I promise, no shenanigans… only the rock! Drama not included.

The realization you're an alcoholic. That's funny. Bahahaha - let's drink!

you know, i really want a shirt that reads "LSU FUCKING CLUB". can anyone make that? would LSU be mad? just a thought.

last night, we had some practice and added a few more long-lost faves to the set list. watch for classics "Stone Cold Alibi", "Old Woman", "Sands Through The Hourglass", "Racekit", and "Suck My Mother Fucking Dick". we got a whole lot of other crap that i don't wanna tell you about.

i really wish i was drunk right now. i'm a slave to alcohol. i'm an alcoholic... isn't that funny.

oh man. what a kneeslapper. now really... get me a drink.

Hitting the practice room, putting in work SON!

here it is. THE rock show of the century. THE show you don't want to miss.

yep. we're playing again. it's JG with 4 Square and MADhappy. we've been hitting the practice room like some killa mothafucks and we're ready to rock like NEVER before. i swear it. you will freak out. we're gonna go all fucking nuts. we'll be all over that bar, non stop. we'll start it up and rock solid like some sort of insane little heathen bastards. come see. and you know that madhappy and 4 square are gonna rock to the fucking max too.

we WILL NOT disappoint. guarenteed. if you've never seen us play, now is the time. and we're playing early enough that we won't be all fucked up. a double treat.

see you there.

The Station's Sports Bar's pix looks like big, stupid animals just waiting to fuck.

well fuck. looky here. if it isn't another mutherfucker visiting our website.

this may be wrong of me, but not too long ago a friend pointed me to this website. just scroll through the pictures. i swear... looking at these people is fascinating. just look at them. isn't it great?

they just sort of look like big, stupid animals... just waiting to fuck.

http://www.stationsportsbar.com/party/index.php

*Editors Note - 2/12/13 - This is probably the funniest damn post on the old Judge Genius website. I miss those days... sniff.

Love Affair heads down to see Clutch and Mastadon @ Howlin' Wolf

ok... all i can say is... wow. in case you didn't go (and a lot of you did because i saw you there) last weekend, clutch and mastadon completely rocked the fuck out of the Howlin' Wolf. fuckin a. i hadn't seen mastadon before, but all i can say is death metal influence + grindcore/groove shit. does that make sense? either way they were the bomb track and totally made my ears hurt. in a good way.

after that, clutch walked onto the stage and opened up with "A Shogun Named Marcus". it was by far one of the best shows i've ever seen. They played shit from every record (except Elephant Riders... much to hilbu's dismay), even closing with "impetus".

then we went out and got fucked up in the quarter. in attendance was Mike Hill, Justin, Adam, Blake, Paul, Talley, Lance, and Sam. Brandon kicked himself for not going upon news of our glorious ordeals.

then we played a less than stellar show on saturday. sorry. we got lots of compliments, but still that was not the best we can do. so we're hitting the practice harder and we're gonna rock the balls off of the Spanish Moon on Sept 26 with the brothers 4 Square. 

get ready. i assure you we are...

sincerely,
the fucks who run JG.com.