365 Days of Tommy P: Day 365

Thursday, December 31, 2009 (365)

TP: “You know what today is? Day three hundred sixty-five.”

Here I am at Third Coast Recording Company for our annual New Year’s bash.




And look at how quickly I fall apart.




Jeremy! Oscar! Stang Bang! Tommy P! Group huddle!

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 337

Thursday, December 3, 2009 (337)

Rockin the Bogner in the live room at Third Coast Recording Company.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 321

Tuesday, November 17, 2009 (321)

Discussing promotional tactics for 11th Hour Band’s free show on Black Wednesday at La Salle Power Company.

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365 Days of Tommy P: Day 304

Saturday, October 31, 2009 (304)

“You could sell vodka, Tom.”
Photo and quote by Jeremy Bircher




“Are you supposed to be Edward Cullen?”
“If you want me to be.”
*swoon*
(That was easy).

I decided to embrace the whole Edward Cullen / Twilight thing.

I found this baby and carrier in the back of a taxicab. I told everyone it was my vampire baby, Nessie.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 294

Wednesday, October 21, 2009 (294)

We went to the usual Wednesday night midnight open bar, which ended twenty minutes early. Thusly prompting our premature exodus. That’s a bait and switch, and it’s wrong.

Being my first night back to the studio we stayed up discussing strategies for business regarding records that are being released soon, and listening to new music. Little did I know this late night would be the downfall for the rest of my week.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 274

Thursday, October 1, 2009 (274)

Nothing like smuggling beer and pizza into the cineplex.




Getting ready at Third Coast Recording Company for the Kill Hannah after show / pajama slumber party / pillow fight / listening party at Disappear Here in the basement of Angels & Kings.




I know her boyfriend, so she asked me to help her get rid of some guy who was hitting on her.




Check out Mat’s blog The Raccoon Society.




Kill Hannah’s Wake Up The Sleepers cover model Jillian. We took a photo together, but it didn’t quite come out.




These are the pillows at the party.




Pillow fight in action.




Melissa.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 267

Thursday, September 24, 2009 (267)

Glitter Guts photo shoot at Angels and Kings for Disappear Here.












The Third Coast Recording Company crew at it again.
















Third Coast Recording Company




Third Coast Recording Company




Third Coast Recording Company




I ran into this young lady on my way to the DJ booth. She stepped in front of me and looked into my eyes, took my glasses and struck a pose. A took this photo and she promptly returned my shades to their hanging position off of my necklaces. Before we parted she made a lasting impression by twisting my nipples, smiling, and turning away. No words were spoken between either of us. That’s a woman.




Taking a photo of the surveillance screen at the Chicago redline northbound platform.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 249

Sunday, September 6, 2009 (249)

“Thank you for cawling da Cawoma Woma Deada.”

My candy necklace got caught up in my barbed-wire necklace and made it stab me a bit more intensely than usual.












My brother’s fiancé, Dylan.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 248

Saturday, September 5, 2009 (248)

On our way to the bonfire in Michigan.

Oscar: “I made it here before the end of the summer. This makes me eligible for Winter Reunion right?




Jeremy decided it would be a good idea to bury himself.



Heading back from the fire some time after 4.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 211

Thursday, July 30, 2009 (211)

Third Coast Recording Company representing hard outside of AK47 after closing out Disappear Here, on our way to Neo.



While I Was Sleeping:
I woke up after only four hours of sleep. I had kicked my Phat Head Bass Distortion pedal off my bed. The resulting thud it had made when it hit the floor woke me up. It took me way too long to fall back asleep.

I remember having a dream about high school graduation, it wasn’t a recreation of my graduation, but I was the one graduating. After driving off out of the parking lot I came to realize that civilization was under martial law.

Outside, the passing Metra was continuously blowing its horn as though someone was on the tracks. A utility truck in my alley must have been backing up because it was beeping an excessive amount. And a car out front was honking, presumably trying to get someone’s attention from within a neighbor’s domicile.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 162

Thursday, June 11, 2009 (162)

The International Stang Bang cooked dinner for everyone at Third Coast Recording Company.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 136

Saturday, May 16, 2009 (136)

Chillin on the rooftop at Third Coast recording Company. I was up there with two hours with my shirt off. I got tan lines. It begins. (Pictured: Jeremy Bircher)



^Me with Timmy C^

^Me with The International Stang Bang^

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 93

Friday, April 3, 2009 (93)

Construction continues at The Third Coast. Followed by some well-earn merriment (at someone else’s place). I haven’t seen the cops at a party since Clubhouse Beach.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 81

Sunday, March 22, 2009 (81)

We’re actually awake and out at the same time as the sun.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 80

Saturday, March 21, 2009 (80)

I’d say the 1st Annual Third Coast Recording Company Double Birthday Bash was a success.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 52

Saturday, February 21, 2009 (52)

Getting Culverized in Wisoncsin before shooting jazz legend Phil Woods performing with the DePaul Jazz Ensemble at Badger High School.

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“Don’t worry! We’re getting matching hats!”

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“332 Fellows. That sounds like a horrible bar!”

Later: “Let’s get drinks at 500 Buddies when we’re done here!”

GPS: “Turn right on Fellows Road.”

Us: “Guys, I don’t think that was the name of the bar. It was the address.”

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While setting up the video shoot:
“Let’s do two free range cameras, and one stationary setup on the right side.”

“Wait, so we’re not going to do a wide shot from the back?”

“I know someone who wants a wide shot from the back.”

“WE’RE IN A HIGH SCHOOL!”