Simony teaches lit at Decatur High School.
If memory serves (and mine rarely does these days) The Metroplex was the first club I ever went to. I was underage, but I was a big black guy that looked a bit older. I remember being able to buy a case of black label from the package store 'round the corner. I took it back to the warehouse that was across the street and made a lot of friends. There was a guy that was always there. I think his name was Johnny. He had a reputation for fighting but seemed pretty laid back to me.
Out of all the bands I may have seen up there, I can only remember watching Head East play up there. Isn't that kinda lame? I saw my first stage dive there, mosh pit, and anything else that was punk. I remember the cops hated the place. One night one cop pulled up while there were a lot of people taking a smoke break. He sat for a few and then took off. A few minutes later he came back with his friends. The guy I rode down with tossed me his keys and dived at the cops. He was cheered on by the crowd as he was arrested. I was still 16 and didn't know how to drive. My old man had to come get me. That was a long ride back to Marietta...
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And in fact Heroin is simply a faster acting form of morphine. The chemical name for Heroin is diacytelmorphine. Heroin metabolizes into plain old morphine in the liver. If you use heroin and take a drug screen you will actually test positive for morphine. In fact the name "Heroin" was given to the drug by the BYER pharmaceuticals company during the 19th century as their brand name for diacytelmorphine. This is the same BYER company that still manufacters Aspirin to this day!!! So when people are addicted to pain killer opiates and opioids such as vycodin, percocet or Morphine...don't let them fool you by saying something like "well at least im not on "Heroin" so it's not that bad. People still get physically dependant, build tolerence, and overdose just as easily on pain meds as Heroin. I can tell you from experience that all those pain meds available today produce THE SAME HIGH AS HEROIN!!! In fact fentanyl is 80 times stronger than heroin or its slower acting twin Morphine. Oxycodone or "percocet" is SYNTHETIC HEROIN! And OXYCONTIN is just time released Oxycodone or XR percocet. And as for METH, There is a name brand ADHD medication called Desoxyn. It is usually perscribed to kids with severe ADHD and hyperactivity. Most people think bah!! Its just Ritalin. In fact the the generic or chemical name for the ADHD med Desoxyn is (METHAMPHETAMINE) AKA METH!!! Only difference is its made in a liscenced laboratory by chemists using proper methods of chemistry and safety regulations. the street form of methamphetamine or "meth" is made in a makeshift illegal underground lab with super toxic chemicals that are still in the finished product. This is what causes addicts to look like zombies, the toxic stew improvised to cook meth. Not the actual drug meth but its by products that are present in the finished product, such as lithium, battery acid, camoing fuel or anhydrous ammonia. Also one is sold by a physician to parents to give to thier kid and the other is sold by biker gangs to pimps to keep ho's addicted.
Used to go up to Atlanta and hang at the Plex in 87 and 88. Remember the guy who would go around getting money for parking. Never did figure out if he actually worked there or just did it on his own. One night two Mercedes full of rich kids showed up and their leader started screaming at him that he wouldn't pay and threatened to beat his ass. We went over and while my buddy got up in the idiot's face I went over to the girls car and in a couple minutes had them so scared they wouldn't make it out of that part of town, never threatened them at all, just talked about the area, they were bawling and finally all of them pulled out. One night we found a homeless dude and took him in drinking with us. We nicknamed him Senator Scott. Took a cooler full of beer and shared with the homeless dudes one night sitting around in the parking lot. Got kicked out of the Plex one night and went up to the Phoenix. A lot of people couldn't believe I made it out alive. Good times. Good times.
Haha funny question considering Kozmo is dead for over a decade...
Fast forward 5 years and he was obsessed with Alicia Keys.
Saw many amazing shows there with a lot of really good friends - Butthole Surfers / Bad Brains / Fields of the Nephilim / GWAR a couple of times / The Mentors / The Jesus and Mary Chain. Best was winning tickets from "Personality Crisis" on WREK to see Dead Kennedys on the Frankenchrist tour. I was 15 and I took my 14 year old friend who was the only other person I knew in the big city of Buford, GA who was into punk. We had my mom drop us off far away so we could walk to the place with no one seeing us - and I'll never forget the crazy ass crowd of punks outside trying to get into this sold out show. We were a couple scrawny little pip-squeak white-boys and figured we'd never make it in even though we were on the guest list and were saying something about it to each other, when this enormous black dude with a mohawk (who I would later know as Felix) grabbed us by the hands and parted the punks like Moses and the Red Sea. He took us straight to the door and and said "these gentlemen are on the guest list" and that got us in! What an amazing show! First time at the Plex. Stood right by the stage and nearly got my head caved in by a stage-diver. Jello threatened to stop the show if it happened again, and it did - but this time all I saw were fists with spiked wrist bands smashing into the guy and he didn't dive again.
I have some great pix from the Bad Brains show if anyone wants to stroll down memory lane: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10204635408948416&type=1&l=c6931401c6
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The Plex was definitely a major part of my growing up. Best live shows ever. I always managed to get right up in the very front of the stage. Felt like the band was signing for me. ;-) Circle Jerks, 7 Seconds, Suicidal Tendencies, Dayglo Abortions, Exploited and Jesus and Mary Chain are just some of the bands I remember off the top of my head. I remember those stupid racist skinheads, Old Glory Skins, trying to convert all the skins to be basically the redneck trash that they were. That was a big deal at the time. Definitely saw my share of fights, but happy I was never in one. even remember some shooting in the parking lot. I went there during the DNC to protest a KKK rally and there were all these police in riot gear. This was also blocking access to the Alternative 88 festival. It was such BS that this caused the demise of my favorite club. After it had shut down a friend and I went in one day (it was not locked) must have been after the fire, but all the stuff was still in there. Records on the ceilings and the booths. I found a cardboard Reagan voodoo doll that I still have to this day. Not to mention all the band flyers I still have. I will always be nostalgic for the times I spent at the Plex.
Morphine and heroin are pretty similar as far as addiction potential, seeing as if one is addicted to heroin and does some morphine that day they will still get well, get high, or at least get less sick depending on how much they do and how high their tolerence. In fact, heroin ingested through insulfation rather than injection is chemically morphine by the time it is through the blood/brain barrier and the effects are felt; sniffing a bump of h is actually quite a common way that users ingest the drug.
This can be common problem for many fathers. They have to restrict themselves from doing such things which are not suitable for their kids like drinking wine.
I will never forget that morning, going to work and seeing the yellw crime tape and presence of police vehicles in the cemetery. I will never forget Jessica Marie Schultz. At that time my own daughter also a Jessica M.S. was working in a high paying job which was also dangerous. She worked in NY and though circumstances were different these 2 young women- each J.M.S. were in perilous situations. It is still painful to me when I think of this young woman and her death which didn't seem to get the attention it should have.
Not sure if you are still around Atlanta, but if so, we'd love to have you join our new meetup! Hoping to get a group of kiters who can travel to the coast together when there is wind! We are having our first happy hour this Thursday in Brookhaven. http://www.meetup.com/Atlanta-Kiteboarders/
How would one go about applying to this service as a courier and also what is the address of the warehouse?
Anyone, out there, remember The Keyboard Lounge on Piedmont Rd., next door to the ice skating rink? Ruth was the piano player, keep everyone singing along, The owner, I can't recall hes name, played piano with a three piece jazz combo that was next to none. I had so much fun there. On New Years Eve, 74? I was wiped out. The only time in my life I have ever, been intoxicated. I would like to here from anyone, that recalls those days.
"688 was for old folks" Really? I was in my 20s and lived nearby when the incredible club opened. I saw some of the most amazingly raw and intimate performances by artists such as James Brown/R.E.M./Psychedelic Furs/Billy Idol/Debbie Harry/B52s/Gary Numan/ The Cramps/ and Iggy Pop playing more then three days for touring rehearsals! It was the go to place for many artists of the early 80s!
OMG! In the mid to late 80's I practicly lived at the Plex! Being friends with the band Hallow's Eve spent more than one show on stage leading the crowd in the "Goblet of Gore" chant. Memories of a by gone era!!! I miss that place. Great Venue to see a band for sure!
The New Republic | November 16, 1992 | O'Donnell, Mark
Brain calling Hand:
Release at my command.
Hand calling Brian:
I do what you ordain.
Heart calling Hand:
Retrieve the blowing sand.
Hand calling Heart:
I've no such magic art.
Heart calling Hand:
You do not understand.
Hand calling Brain:
The Heart has gone insane.
Brain calling Heart:
Can’t overturn the cart.
Heart calling Brain:
Hope hurts more than pain.
Brain calling Heart:
You are mad. Break apart.
Heart calling Brain:
I can't explain. I can't explain.
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