On June 25th, Gregg Tillery performed at the Viper Room with Wadsworth. In this photograph, Gregg is singing
his original song Little Flower which you can check out on his website, track 2.

Laudry of LuxuryWafers.net describes Little Flower as "an entertaining love song. Kind of an apology. It's like dipping your toes into a hot pool, immersing fully and writhing around in it, then exiting wrapped in a towel of composure.

You'll see. Little Flower starts off sparse - just Greg singing plus some banjo. The song begins to incorporate smart harmonies, building into full band sound with the slight hint of Chicago influence. It rapidly evolves into an endearing, all-out bawling expose', but then they pull themselves back together at the last minute for a sweet, tidy finish."

Gregg will be going on tour in September. Check out the rest of our talented, ridiculously attractive artists on the lineup page.

"I didn't come here to piss in your biscuits."

- Jon Lorentz of Marcus Very Ordinary.

See Marcus Very Ordinary perform tonight at Crane's (1611 N El Centro, Hollywood, CA) at 11:40pm.

They promise lots of sad bastard music.. and it's free. Sad bastard music for free. It's like your birthday and Christmas all in one night!

Besides, ladies, how can you resist this? Ladies, please, there's no need to push.

event info on facebook.. rsvp!

Allegedly, Jon is offering free lapdances to the first 10 people in the door. Really, people, free music and a possible free lapdance? What do more could you ask for?

A necessary evil, networking is defined as "the act of meeting new people in a business or social context."

A couple months back Peggy, Jon, and myself headed to a swanky Coachella Anthem pool party with that in mind.

After all, it's always good to meet new people, make a few more friends, right? Unfortunately, we failed to take into account our feeble networking skills.

When we got into the party, we staked out our territory in the grassy lawn, under white canvas.

While I guarded our new land from any invaders, Jon and Peggy took off toward the free swag and drinks.

We regrouped.. and then.. sat there. Peggy made a half-hearted attempt at networking, got some dj's card, and promptly went to hide out in a private employee's alcove.

Jon and I amused ourselves with stealth water gun attacks on innocent bystanders. Unfortunately, while refilling the guns with water, Jon got pushed into the pool by someone's foot in the small of his back.

He ended up disappearing as well, leaving me to hold down our steadily decreasing territory. I passed the time by seeing how many free drinks I could pour down my throat and declining kind offers from drug dealers.

We regrouped at some point during the day and stayed camped out in the hidden alcove. On the plus side, we made friends with the people working the party.. and that was pretty much the extent of our Coachella experience.