In one of my first mog posts I wrote about how I squealed like a teenager upon finding Naked Raygun on iTunes. My ears craved Naked Raygun for many years but my body starved because I only had vinyl but no record player. Still, I kept all the albums and the Vanilla Blue 45 (on a white label marbled with blue.) They waited patiently in a cardboard box on the shelf in my closet. I glanced at them from time to time as I reminisced about seeing them at Al's Bar sometime in the early 90's.

My teenage squeals were revived once again when I read an article in The District alerting me that Naked Raygun would would be playing live at Alex's Bar in Long Beach. I LIVE in Long Beach!!!

What I'm about to write next might be considered name dropping but I'm sorry, this is too damn cool to keep to myself.

I had been chatting with Naked Raygun drummer, Eric Spicer on MySpace. It started when they posted a bulletin asking for fliers from the old days. I HAD ONE!!! I had just recently pulled them out of the garage a few days ago.
I wanted to take pictures of them for a previous mog I posted (Consequences of a Music-Less Life.) Long story short, I sent the flier to Naked Raygun and they used it in the What Poor Gods We Do Make DVD.

Eric wrote me, "we're going to try and do something nice for everyone who sent us stuff."

The pieces of the puzzle all locked into place, Naked Raygun, Long Beach, Eric Spicer said he'd "do something nice".

I got on MySpace right away and practically begged Eric to put me and my hubby on the guest list. I also told him my hubby is a great photographer, can we come in and take pictures? A woman named Joy wrote me back and asked me for my cell number, within a few minutes Eric Fucking Spicer was calling me on my cell phone! I'm sorry, but that is just too damn cool. (And yes, I did add him to my phone book and yes, I do look at it an get giddy inside from time to time).

Long story short, we got in, we took pictures (they're in this mog) and I had a BLAST. Can you see the twinkle in my eye?

On top of that, I brought my vinyl and got a few autographs on my All Rise album and my Vanilla Blue 45. If I had to compare it to something it would be like seeing Sean Cassidy when I was 12 or Jack Grisham of T.S.O.L. when I was 16. I was buzzed for days. In fact, I think I still am.

(Me and Naked Raygun singer Jeff Pezzati)