Welp, our post today is a bit different. Today, I received this in the mail. It’s a 7″ of a punk cover band I have been playing with. I’m 37, yet opening the box and seeing the record maybe as excited as I was when I was 16. Cool.

Anyway, here the details about this record for those who might be interested. It’s for a good cause. I’ll be sure to add a link to iTunes once it’s officially available.

Visit Matador Records Matablog!

UPDATE! This record is now available on iTunes. Won’t you purchase it?


There isn’t much to say about this one. One year, getting ready for the road, we decided to make tshirts that would feature our faces. I shot these pictures using my old Minolta 35mm camera. Again, this was before digital so the oddly, out of focused edges were thanks to a shallow depth of field. Well, that and an old Minolta 35mm.

Ralph did his very best ODB impersonation while I wore aluminum foil on my teeth to make them look like platinum fronts.

Josh looks 12.

I still have this screen in my basement so someday, I think I might bomb the city with Franklin face stencils.


Let’s play compare/contrast!

AM/FM started as a little side thing in my bedroom as Franklin was, more or less, coming apart at the seams. Inspired by the less is more mentality, I believed perhaps that I might be able to spread my wings a bit and write my own songs with little or no thought and be struck with unimaginable creativity. You see, one of the best things about being a young kid in a band with no real talent or musicianship is the undeniable opinion and inspiration that anything is possible. Franklin was very much like that when we started. Any noise at all was an accomplishment and its very rattle sounded right.

After awhile, your perspective changes. You start to consider musicianship and song writing. Once you know how to play a C chord properly, you begin to ponder the craft of creativity which in some ways kills it. The second you’re aware of trying to create, trying to slide something into place to fit a preconceived notion of the end product, you’ve pretty much lost the very thing that made it exciting and explosive to begin with.

So, after 8 years of Franklin, learning seemed for the birds and simplifying and not thinking too hard about the process seemed like the way to go. I’d try and write a song a night not worrying about whether or not it was any good. Just record it and see what happens. I was restricted by only having a Tascam 4-track with only 3 operating tracks. In addition, I didn’t know how to bounce tracks so we’re talking seriously limited capabilities.

Somehow, I eeked out a cassette worth of demos and recordings. Ultimately, those demos encouraged Mike Parsell to say, “Hey, I kinda like these songs, let’s play them together!” Then, they encouraged some folks to let us put out some records and go on some tours.

Odd how things happen. Or perhaps it’s luck.

I’m posting two songs today. The first, Boys, Girls & Surgeons was one of those 4-track cassette recordings. Mike and I recorded it in his parents basement with him on guitar and me on the drums. Maybe it took 30 minutes to write and record.

The second song, Our Night, was one of the last recordings Mike and I made as AM/FM. It was originally slated to be released on the Our Day EP that never was completed. This song might represent (what I consider to be) my most complete songwriting effort, our best recorded performance and my most competent vocals.

I’m not sure which I like better.

p.s. – I should mention the AM/FM photo up top there was taken in Sea Isle City by Tim Owen. In addition, the bass playing on Our Night was by bass lord, Josh Mills.

Boys, Girls & Surgeons

Our Night


I’ve found it rather difficult to write any sort of introduction to this selection on this here blog. I’ve been wanting to post about the second Fracture 7″ for sometime but each time I tried to write something that might capture my feelings about the recording my hands would go limp at the keyboard.

Thus, I am now forcing myself to publish this post because I don’t want it languishing any longer.

It’s no secret that I’m a big Fracture fan. Of course, I’m biased since all of them have (at one time) been my closest of friends. And while I may no longer see them as much as I once did (or as much as I might like) their impact on me is constant. I love them and I love everything about their band.

With that being said, this was Fracture’s second release. After the Lime 7″ on Elbohead Records (to be posted in the coming days) Fracture released this seven inch on Allan Klinger’s Slug Sounds Records from West Chester.

I remember coming home from school in Baltimore one day via Amtrak. Atom had mailed me a mix tape that also included the recording that would become this 7″. I can still remember sitting on the platform waiting on that train and thinking to myself, god damn, this is great. I remember feeling a twinge of jealousy that made me want to go home and play guitar and hopefully be able to write something that sounded as good as this record.

It was and is that good.






So, I just watched the 1979 Disney movie The Black Hole. Somewhere between 5 and 9 years old, it was one of my favorites. I thought it might be nice to revisit. Sadly, it doesn’t quite hold up.

Today, I received these three awesome additions from Chris.

The first one up top there was an unused advertisement originally meant for Maximum Rock n Roll. Elbohead was sort of a disaster from the get go and any real organized release schedule never existed. After the Four N’ Three is 7″ we had planned a split 7″ with Fracture and Pleasant Greene called Eastern View. I believe Pleasant Greene was a short lived band with Matt Lieberman and Atom Goren, perhaps post Cut-Short. Atom? Can you help?

Clearly, this didn’t happen. The advertisement you see here was poorly drawn by yours truly.

This flyer (I believe) was from our first Fracture/!Franklin US tour however, I really can’t say. It’s a terrible flyer tho and I’m proud to say that no one I know was involved in making it.

This last one is a letter sent to Fracture from Shedder Records asking them to be a part of a compilation they were putting out. I think we all thought that by Fracture being on this comp. they would sky-rocket to punk success (which at the time meant, being on a label other than one we ran ourselves).

Clearly, this didn’t happen either.