VARSITY BOOZE

 

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Logo by @ging54

TIME TO RE-BRAND?

I think the answer speaks for itself...

CORONA HAZE

I look around
I see the smog mixed with the clouds
And corona is not that far away
Up on the high hill laughing, looking down
But the laws of physics still remain

I wonder when I fall, how will it feel?
The bliss of ignorance is real
I'm all I swore I'd never be a part of
But every now and then I fall in love

So here we are
Driving our electric cars
I think I'm gonna change the world
But just like every boy and girl
I'm waiting for the ice caps to return

And the more we die the more we learn
The conondrum of existing at all
Sure as we're made of stars above
Every now and then we fall in love

ELUSION OF LOVE

I hope you like nerds

It's not likely, I'm pretty sure

I have no chance in hell with her

But if so, throw yourself into my arms

I'm getting way too nervous now

I'm like a little boy

Stuttering around

All the while searching for the girl of my dreams

Why must love keep eluding me?

AND NOW FOR OUR NEXT TRICK...

HAVE YOU BEEN TO BAHIA? YOU HAVEN'T? WELL LET'S GO!

Once you go to Bahia, you will never return...

A lot of luck we'll have
Good luck we have
Good luck we will have

SOAP BUBBLES

I came across some old writings which I interpreted into a poem, below

You stand right next to me, yet I just can't bring myself to say "Hi."
I guess I wonder what you see when you look at me
I wish I could see through you. you seeing through me
So I could know if there's a chance we could travel through eternity
It's happened so many times it's getting old
Someday when I'm on my deathbed, I don't want to think of how afraid I was
There's just something about a beautiful girl that's off-putting, nerve-wracking
What are my expectations?
I make up this fantasy world again, where down is up, and women approach men
I thought we had come far enough where it could be mutual
I go back into my hazy, dazy, dream-like reality where beautiful women choose short guys
It's an alternate, parallel universe and nothing I do could change it
I want to fall back down to Earth with you and my mind be still in tact
I create new soap-bubble universes
These voices in my head keep telling me that she could have any soul on this big blue marble
I make up a fake personality for you, fake name, fake hometown
My imagination runs wild at the slightest possibility of love
I imagine myself coming home to you after a long day
I think I'm playing twelve-dimensional chess, but only checkers is needed
Anything you say will sweep me off my feet
Filling the traditional roles of husband and wife
I have a propensity to fall in love with you
I automatically assume there's no chance in hell for me!
Look in my eyes and see through my soul, my essence
I wonder if this world is even real
I read about how scientists think that there may be parallel universes, like soap bubbles

ALL THAT'S LEFT IS A FLIER COLLAGE

A sample of various Welsher concert and party fliers from 1997-2006. Most of these fliers were actually made by us!

IF WE MET TODAY

In our band room. Photo shoot for the Alta Loma High School newspaper, 2001

If we met today, will you still feel the same way about me as you do?

Hello, hell; goodbye, darling

All my blue skies have just left me for another guy

And I was searching, eternally

Just to find those perfect words to whisper in your ear

Maybe I've never longed to be with you long more

Or be long with you on the floor

Cause baby, I haven't even written your name on my hands yet

I can't forget that day our lifetimes met

But if we met today, will you still feel the same way about me as you do?

You're everything I never knew I always wanted....

And if we could begin again, should I hope that my hopes about you will come true?

Photo by Stephanie Tula

MANDO'S LOST WELSHER ART

My buddy, an artist named Mando drew a couple of pieces for Welsher back around 2001. The top pic was a take on a "W". The bottom was a script . We were working on finishing up our five-song demo at the time and these pictures fit our mindset and style perfectly. I love both, and I'd like to use the top one sometime in the future. Mando also painted the beautiful back cover for -1 And 1 Is None (below) in addition to playing the turntables on "Alternative 3". His artistic style affected my creativity tremendously. I hope he's still painting today.

NEW ALBUM COMING IN 2017!

What better way to celebrate our 20th year of existence than by releasing a second album! The follow-up to 2014's debut, "-1 And 1 Is None" is written, and pre-production is beginning soon. We are excited to share with the world a fun new energy and sound as we continue exploring all that life has to offer. Thank you everyone who has supported us. Stay tuned for more!

FRIAR TUCKS | POMONA, 2006

Our one and only time playing at this dive! (Note: before it was "Bar Rescue-d" and became something else.) I know we opened with Chronic Session and we absolutely crushed it. It was a tough place to play; not only was it difficult to hear yourself while performing, but the dimensions and acoustics of the room were terrible. All the punk bands in our area had played there, and stickers of all the bands basically decorated this place. We viewed it as a right-of-passage. The highlight of the night, and probably my "career," was hearing the crowd sing the beginning of If We Met Today with me, for our final song.

CHRONIC SESSION

Flowing, not knowing just where I am going,
But I'm having fun along the way
There's this energy I store inside for when I decide to come alive,
It's currently on stage on display. Hey!

I hope I feel this way forever, instead of "now or never"
I will try, but I'm high again...
Just when it seems you're within my reach, reality sets in

Pulse racing, my brain's fading past the point of hallucinating, I love it!
Drinking, smoking, anarchy, it's fun how they consume me frequently, but now I'm over it

Trust a brotha who knows, this song might only sound good when you're stoned,
But when the "suck" starts to kick in, I guess you know that coming down's coming again
So now I can't help but think back to my childhood dreams, 
Were they my destiny or only immature schemes?
I guess I'll never know

Except now I feel this way forever,
And now I'm right back to whatever I was
When most fools are done, dropping out of the rotation, Fisk and I are stuck just getting warmed up

I swear I'll stay lit 'till I die, 'cause I'm just so high, oh so I flow once again
'Cause when I'm sure I should be coming right back down to Earth, 
Reality sets in...

Photo by Eddie Guevara

A SONG FOR STEVE

My friend Steve Madigan, playing with his band, Dose Of Adolescence in 2005. He passed away a year later at the age of 21 from a car accident. I wrote this song to help deal with the pain that I was feeling at the time and to let him know that I was thinking about him. I think he would have dug the title. I miss you bro.

Guinness Never Lets Me Down

All on my own in so many ways

They say I'm the most selfish and fake

But how can I shake off one more loss?

How can I shake off one more loss unlike it's one more life?

And I imagine what it's like to die:

I fall back into clouds, there goes my head

I allowed myself to get caught up in the moment once again

Transcending space and time must be way more fun than some may advertise

Hold my hand as I touch the sky

I see you when I close my eyes

Dreaming of love, life in the sun

My days are full of sweat, my nights full of fun

And Stephen it seems this life ain't even good for me

I wanna be the complete opposite of me

And I no longer fear death 'cause I'll be with you

PHILOSOPHICAL SONG

Minty Core Radio Presents "Philosophical Song" by Bryan Boatman

So this is life
What a silly little game
And this is me
And I was just trying to be myself

It seems to me that everyone is anxious
And afraid to be happy and courageous
And the pain I see is all wrapped up in greed
And I was just trying to be myself

I don't know what the hell the future holds
And so life goes... you wake up one day, and now you're old
As the smog layer grows, our children will be left without hope
I love you all, goodbye, farewell

And I was just trying to be myself