Rob has every episode of Blues Clues on tape.

(Note from the editor: Hi, Rob here, and today for a special treat Natalie is writing an article for the site. I didn't read it, but since a girl wrote it I think it's something about barbies and putting on makeup while you drive...enjoy!)
It started with a long warm drive to the creepiest part of Philadelphia. One wrong turn, a few indistinguishable stoplights, and some shady residents later we finally found the North Star Bar. After a few more maneuvers we even got a parking spot right next to the building. Stepping into the frigid night air, the credit card holder known as me got to enter first into the cold darkened bar that would be hosting the main event: Steve Burns. (Note the applause in the background. It's Steve!!)
After a quick trip to the bathroom we were set. But where to go? The dark bar area obviously was not the stage but the back room filled with emo kids drowning their pitiful lives away with pissy beer and a game of pool looked like the potential place. Deciding to take that route I quickly became another statistic counted among the idiots that run into locked doors that have a sign on them saying "other door please".
Finally we found our man: a steak eating bouncer, literally, who had our name on a short list of people who actually pre-ordered tickets on-line. Now we were in. I quickly grabbed the table closest to the stage next to a group of blondes that glared at god knows what. (Note from Rob : It was me.) In the process Rob and Wayne began stalking the souveneir table still being set up, because the show was not to start for another hour. My love, 1st to buy a shirt and force the poor girl there to look everywhere for change, was the first to run into Steve. Rob and Wayne couldn't have been happier. We decided to get drinks after that: two Smirnoffs and a coke for the desi. driver: me. Of course I didn't need an alcoholic beverage because the amount of sugar in the coke they offered made it something more along the lines of Sweetend Sugar Water of Life. One sip and I was seeing stars!
Now it was my turn to make purchases. For those who know me that is a rare occurance but yes I bought something.(Come on it's Steve!). While purchasing a bumper sticker I had a nice conversation about which strip clubs I could use my change at while Rob got got Steve Burns to autograph his copy of the album which I'm sure he sleeps with now. (Note from Rob: No, I just have it on my nightstand facing me so it's the last thing I see at night & first thing in the morning, thankyaverymuch.) Wayne went for the next best thing and had Steve read and sign the No Trespassing article. Steve liked it and quoted "It is NOT a yoshimi rip-off!...It's a Soft Bullettin rip-off." Wayne looked like he was in heaven and I assume sleeps with the magazine like Rob with the cd.
Now we sit down and wait, and quickly realize we are outnumbered by the amount of Steve Burns' family present by a ratio of about 3 to 1.

Domo Kun has seen you do EVERYTHING.

A few minutes after 9 the band "Be Careful my Little Hands" took stage. The room lightly filled with a variety of emo-kids and 'rebel' fashion experiments. Having never heard of this four-man band but being an avid fan of RadioHead I was instantly taken aback. The acid-induced sounds of their emotional wailing was actually more then what I had expected. Even when I couldn't understand the words through the overpowering background music I still enjoyed the over-all effect.
The lead singer(Tei Blow) had a voice comparable to Radiohead and when the band finally finished I was not surprised to see the amount of people who jumped at the chance to get their free promo CD which they conveniently had none of when I went to get one (But thanks to my obsessive boyfriend I can now listen to his :) ).
Another trip to the potty and I was ready for Steve! Around 10:15 I was waiting anxiously in the freezing cold room for the band to set up when out of nowhere a puffy-haired female ogre and her equally rude simpleton male chose to migrate into my line of vision. Though being pissed off by the obstruction I saw Steve do the trademark "notebook hand flick". Those who have seen Blues Clues know what I mean. My valiant boyfriend had the ogres move so I could see the stage from my vertically challenged position, yes at that point I was standing. (Note from Rob: Let's see that again for posterity..."My valiant boyfriend..." Didn't see it? Here it is again! "MY VALIANT BOYFRIEND...")
As the first windrush caused by the unbearable bass came through, the concert began/ The intro was wonderfully funny and appropriate for the man known as STeve Burns/ Though I did not know many of the songs everyone else did, so hey I could pretend.
The movie clips added to the effect of the whole concert concept(Domo Kun Rules!) and the fact that Steve knows Domo Kun rocks! The milo+otis thrash-rock stint w/ inexplainable lyrics made the whole show. He even signed a blues clues fan's notebook.
As the band played through six songs and tributed a song to Steve's sister I was a bit saddened to say farewell to the Domo Kun on-screen and return to the normal cold world. We made a quick stop at the souveneir stand to sign the "Be Careful My Little Hands" mailing list, leaving my coke-life-syrum behind(sob) and thinking "Awesome". (Note from Rob: I still didn't really read that, but let's hear it for My Little Pony or whatever it was about! If she keeps this up I'll never need to actually update this damn thing again! MWUAHAHAHAHA)

December 1st... NO TRESPASSING! By Rob

OMG!!!1 Teh Issue iz owt!!!!!

No Trespassing Issue #2 Out!
Well, there's not much left to say now is there? I suppose I could repeat the rant I posted on the e-group/e-list explaining all about Issue #2 and #3 and subscriptions and the layout/color changes and so on, but that would be a lot of typing and effort...so nah. But feel free to go read it.
I will make a brief synopsis, however...READ FAST!
Issue 2 out.
Only a few color.
Rest are Black and white.
Last free issue.
Order one now.
e-mail TheNerdcore@hotmail.com
Next issue = $1 per issue/ $5 for 6-issue subscription.
Subscribers get lots of free goodies.
Peace.

Friday, October 24 ... NO TRESPASSING! By Rob

A Nerdcore for the people, by the People!

THE OFFICIAL NERDCORE MAGAZINE HAS ARRIVED!
Yes, it's finally here. What was dismissed as the inane babble of the decrepit Nerdcore founders has become in actuality the first Nerdcore project to ever really take off! And by take off we mean not fail instantly. As you may have noticed, the site is undergoing some changes...these are to put the focus on the magazine: No Trespassing.
You may already have a copy...and if you don't, make sure to get your copy of Issue #1 before printing ends and we move on to #2. This marks a new turn for Nerdcore, one that really puts us "out there" and simultaneously brings us closer. We finally have a solid lead horse for the Nerdcore enterprise, something with which to communicate our culture and message to the world. With this in mind, both No Trespassing and this website are now much more viewer/reader-interactive. The mag is a public forum, and we'll be including things sent in by the readers...not to mention it's already drawing quite a lot of people into Nerdcore. With these new numbers we have a renewed purpose...but to ever accomplish a thing we need to start working together. Sure, each cell of Nerdcore agents is independant, does things it's own way...but we're all together in something bigger. Forgive the preaching, but it's a good way to bore you so you'll stop reading now and realize what a short, half-assed update this is.
Anyway, we need to work together...and to do that we need to network, to talk to one another...so I want everyone on those messageboards, post anything you want; I've never deleted a post and probably never will. E-mail us, IM us...and within a day or two I'm creating a new "Networking" section of the page where you'll be able to post your location and contact info, this will hopefully really get things going for NC. Many changes are to come, so stay...well, not tuned...I guess "onlined" is a better word, but it's not a word. So just don't log off instead. Ever.

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