Visit me right now:
MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/_californiajam1974
Email: californ...@live.com ...
Please read the following about this very special "California Jam Fan
Club Website":
In Progress: The California Jam Fan Club website will have over 50
High Quality California Jam videos from the "Original" ABC broadcast
during May & June of 1974. These videos are the "Highest Image & Sound
Quality" to date. The Fan Club website will also include a library
with over 2000 California Jam documents, letters and contracts
combind. Rare memorabilia, chat room, California Jam Video Theater
with Audio & Video downloading, Rare Color Photographs, Stage & Site
Schematics, Club store, and a quarterly California Jam Fanzine: "The
California Jammer". All coming in 2010.
All "new members" will receive the "California Jam Fan Club Package":
includes a Special Director's DVD of the 1974 California Jam show and
interviews. A beautiful foil-stamped California Jam Concert Poster,
Membership Card, Tee-Shirt, Ticket Repro, and a FREE one-year
subscription to the quarterly California Jam Fanzine: "The California
Jammer".
The "First 1000 Members" will be recognized as "Founding Members"
within the Fan Club.
Thanks for reading,
California Jam Fan Club Founder: allen pamplin
Visit me right now:
MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/_californiajam1974
Email: californ...@live.com ...
will there e a "no Wereos" policy in effect? :)
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http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=121942
http://www.myspace.com/dandreibelbis
Current Songs - "Oh No! Not Blues Again!"
newest YouTube Video, me on bass! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyKSUB0AF1g
You don't have the "Highest Image & Sound Quality" to date." The only thing
you have is a gated up MySpace, the WORST Sound Quality to date, and my
videos are better quality than yours aswell.
GEt THE FUCK OUT OUTTA HERE!!!
Your only purpose is to steer ppl away from "the only three hours of radio
that matters" which is of course, well we awl know what it is.
AMSCRAY!!!! >>>>>
Tell this fucking guy to get the fuck outta here please?
You ain't but a retarded boy. You're just a retarded boy.
Documents and photos don't a mega-concert remake make. Only the Wereo can do
that, and this jerkoff's only mission in life is to steer everyone away from
the Wereo. If he sticks with this newsgroup that's going to become more
apparent with each retarded post of his.
wereo? not another broadcast recording, there are tons of these. just
another reel-to-reel recording...snooze
Hi Scott, charming as ever I see. How have you been? Your friend
allen :)
See? Here's the ignorant clown's modus operandi.
I predict he won't get far on this newsgroup. BUT you never know. He's part
of the brainwash as so many others are.
GET OFF MY NEWSGROUP YOU FUCKING CLOWN!!! >>>
Get OUTTA here you fucking JERKOFF!!!!
But Scotty Poo, we've been through so much together. Just because I
told you to go fuck yourself once dosen't mean we can't be friends.
Come'on, let's kiss and make up. Your friend allen
Get the fuck OUTTA here, you fucking creep!!! >>>
Poor PiGGy....Now we AWL see eXacTly Y Pig's shit site has been SHUT DOWN
LMAO @ PiGGy
IT's AWL OVER BuTT The OINKn'
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> I can guarantee you I ain't this retarded boy.
Of THAT we are SURE as the site has CLASS and would take a BRAIN to
construct it...and we AWL know that PiGGy has NOT got either
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LMAO....PiGGy is having a MELT DOWN
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Shit Shat FaTTy Ass, give The PIG a Bone, this BIG FAT SLOB goes rolling home
PEDOTARD PIG FACE SHITSHINE the SMELLY GREASY CIRCUS PIG
& WORTHLESS DELUSIONAL LYING PATHETIC PATHOLOGICAL PERVERT�d
RABID FAT STUPID ReTARD�d PEDOPHILE WADDLING WARTHOG says WHAT???
> GET OFF MY NEWSGROUP YOU FUCKING CLOWN!!!
Apparently u'r TAKE OVER has FAILED u FAT STUPID RABID CIRCUS PiGGy
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�o|o�
Get the fuck OUTTA here you fucking DOUCEBAG!!!! No wonder your wife
divorced you. I'm divorcing you from this newsgroup as well.
It is SO GOOD TO SEE that someone knows how to do that concert CORRECTLY
Now PiGGy u need to GET THE FUCK OUTTa HERE u RABID INFECTED SWINE PIG
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�o|o�
So nice to FINALLY get someone who actually KNOWS about The Jam
I was there and it ROCKED as does your site
Nice to get someone other than a FAT STUPID PEDOPHILE to promote that
great concert, and someone who knows how to do the site right on their
own instead of paying some high school kid to do it who quit when
PEDOshine tried to hit on him. ROCK ON & ON & ON!!!!
--
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
actually, NoWereo reminds me of Dr. Rockso. At least the same mindset. :)
"Wear"eo Tapes?
There not his intellectual property, they are the propriety
of the bands who performed at the California Jam; record company and
management. All Scottypoo (my friend) did is push record and play, and
did a hack job editing trying to drop out the commercials on the fly.
Should of kept the commercials in. They're not even complete, and ran
out of tape in the middle of songs. Plus he missed one of the
broadcasts completely, talk about a misfire.
He can't copyright them or sell them (legally), because
they're already copyrighted by the bands. Anyone can use and share
what they have for there own personal use. So to claim them as his
property, and that no one can use them without his permission or else
he'll sue you is ridiculous. Like to see that hold up in any court.
Why would you want to anyway when there are so many other
sources out there. I have 12 Reel-to-Reels of the show, and over 30
bootlegs on CD and Vinyl, including all four video shows the "original
video broadcast" which incidentally has the "highest audio and visual
quality" anywhere. If you want to use his tapes, go ahead, big deal.
Go ahead and let him shit-shout and run about the "wear"eos. He cant
do a dam thing about it except become a verbal run-on of idle
bullshit. Big deal, just another version of the Jam, wow.
The wereo is just another reel of many, I know, I have them.
I just like the California Jam for what it is, not some alter-ised
something or another, and something for you to blow your wad to.
Joe Walsh 1976; "You can't argue with a sick mind", so I
won't argue with you. The California Jam as it is historically will
make the lies fade away. This is my mission, historical truth, and let
the falsehoods go by the boards. allen pamplin; founder of the
California Jam fan club.
> "Wear"eo Tapes?
> There not his intellectual property, they are the propriety
> of the bands who performed at the California Jam; record company and
> management. All Scottypoo (my friend) did is push record and play, and
> did a hack job editing trying to drop out the commercials on the fly.
> Should of kept the commercials in. They're not even complete, and ran
> out of tape in the middle of songs. Plus he missed one of the
> broadcasts completely, talk about a misfire.
Nice to see The TRUTH be told
WELCOME TO THE GROUP!!!
California Jam 1974 videos coming to YouTube in December... "Highest
Quality around!"
http://www.youtube.com/user/californiajamfanclub ...Sign Up!
I LOVE IT!!!!
PIG FACE PEDOshine gets KICKED IN TO A SHIT FILLED DITCH
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�o|o�
Thank you DT Lemons
California Jam Story - PART ONE - by: allen pamplin
Hello, my name is allen pamplin,
The California Jam on April 6th, 1974 was a large concert event at the
Ontario Motor Speedway in Ontario California. It was my first
professional rock and roll concert I had ever been to. I was 15 years
old at the time in ninth grade going to Nobel Junior High in
Northridge California. Prior to this concert I didn't know anything
about it, or even knew I was going to this event until 3 pm Friday
April 5th, 1974. That's about 19 hours before the concert started. I
don't remember why I didn't know anything about the concert. I found
out later that all my friends knew about the event before it took
place. Possibly one reason I didn't know is I may have been too
focused on my girlfriend at the time, a real beauty name Laura Roelke.
Also, I was a real Pot-Head in those days too, and a slight recluse in
my blacklight room. I listened to old beat-up eight track tapes of
Black Sabbath, and painted with fluorescent enamel paints on my
bedroom walls. Maybe these attributes had something to do with not
knowing about the concert until the last moments.
I remember walking home with Laura from school on that Friday. When we
reached my house I see my brother Karey loading up the family Country
Squire station wagon. He looks me and yells, "Come on Allen, we're
going to the California Jam!" I remember getting excited about it and
my girlfriend saying, "You better not fuck around with anyone there".
Hell, she even knew about the California Jam. Laura continued to walk
home (as if she had a stick up her ass) and said, "Have a good Time".
As I walked up the driveway I thought, "What the hell is the
California Jam?"
Karey and I made ourselves ready to go, and hooked-up with a couple of
his friends; Bill Haymore and Dave "what's-his-face". I knew Bill, he
was my brother's friend. Bill was a tall black brother with one of
those "Mod Squad" hairdos. His height and hairdo would later serve to
help keep our group together at the concert. I just met Dave what's-
his-face, he's Bill's friend. I found out that night Dave is a concert
pianist. Before we left for the show, I remember Bill had Dave play
one of his compositions on his piano for us. I wish I could remember
Dave's last name, he was an outstanding piano player. Then just before
we headed for the concert Bill made a comment I'll never forget. He
uttered something to the effect that someone is going to get killed at
the show. I thought to myself, "People die at these things?" I
remember all three of them discussing the size of the show with
200,000 people being there, and someone is going to get killed at the
concert. As we headed out I remember thinking, "Why did I agree to go
to this fuck'in show?" By the time we all hit the road, I thought of
seeing Sabbath there at the concert. That's when I concluded it was
worth getting killed for.
I don't remember much about the drive. We drove to Ontario from San
Fernando Valley in separate vehicles. My brother Karey and I drove in
a Ford Country Squire, and Bill and Dave in a Van. I'm amazed we
managed to stay together during the drive. We arrived at the speedway
parking-lot (west end) at about 11 pm. I don't remember it being that
difficult to park, plenty of body traffic here and there at the time.
Later I understand it was impossible to park in either lot because of
inadequate parking-personnel. But at that time you could still get a
parking spot even though there were thousands of cars and bodies
already there. I would estimate about a quarter of the entire audience
was there in the speedway parking-lots the night before. I wouldn't
say we were exactly an audience at that point. But I will say however,
we appeared to be more like a mob of lost travelers that migrated to
this remote party in the middle of nowhere.
The parking-lot was indeed a scene to behold, people everywhere. I've
been to a lot of the San Fernando Valley parties in those days, but
nothing quite compared to this. I'm in the West end parking-lot and
everything I'm seeing here is also going on at the East end of the
speedway just one mile down the road. Essentially, each lot is about
175 acres of dirt-grass field with a potential of about 30,000 cars. I
started to walk around the field and check the place out. It was a
little overwhelming walking between poorly lit rows of cars, along
with people in the thousands. It looked more like field-party with
drugs everywhere. You could potentially buy anything from anyone, and
use it right out in the open. I see drug exchanges going on all over
the parking-lot, with people partying in and out of cars, trucks and
in backs of vans. Some drug dealings with "drugs for sale" signs
posted on their vehicles. Just imagine the biggest street party that
you have ever been to in the 70's and multiply that by 1000. No
kidding, at least a thousand.
When I reached the first bon fire... and I'm not talking about some
small campfire. I mean this particular bon fire had at least a couple
of trees in it. When I say bon fire, I mean BON FIRE. I became more
relaxed when I joined the first circle of fifty or so people around
the fire waiting for the speedway to open. Seemed like a bunch of
friendly mellow people, excited and wanting to have a good time. A
short time later you're huffin and puffin and passin it along, and
then you move-on to see what else is going on. I remember some guy who
looked like a homeless Jesus coming up to me with his hand out. I
thought to myself, "Shit… here we go, my first religious lecture of
the night". Instead, he asked me for a dime. I thought, "What the
fuck? A dime?" Bill said, "Multiply a dime by 200,000". Our homeless
Jesus probably had more money than anyone there.
At some time during our parking-lot field adventure, my brother scored
a couple of hits of mescaline for two bucks a piece. They turned out
to be some green spice in gel-caps, nothing happened. Good thing I'm
sure, otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this little story. I
remember thinking, "Wow man, we're gonna be trippin". Two hours go by
and we keep checking with each other on the effects, "Anything?", "Uh,
I think so, not sure". Nothing happened, and your wondering what the
hell that green shit was in the capsules.
The gates opened around 1am, and everyone started migrating toward the
entrance. Hell, who knew were that was? It was dark and all you did
was be a cow and follow the person in front of you; and god only knows
what state-of-mind they're in. Somehow we were in a tunnel and into
the infield of the speedway. There was no line, a guy looked at my
ticket, tore it, and in I go into this well-lit big open infield.
From far away I could see the rainbow on the stage. That was the first
thing I remember focusing on as I walked across the vast open field. I
was amazed, in a dream-like state in all that space. My brother kept
saying, "Come on, we got to catch up with those guys!" Dave and Bill
were already about fifty feet ahead of us; they were in the mix of
people who are sparsely laid out on blankets. We quicken or pace to
catch-up, but this pace quickly slowed due to the thickening of the
crowd as we got closer to the stage. Now I have to watch my step as we
work our way toward Bill and Dave in-between thinner spaces. I'm
constantly shifting my attention between looking down so I don't step
on anyone, and looking up for Bill and Dave. Karey and I had to stop
from time to time and look to see where the hell they were. You could
very easily lose someone in this crowd. Bill's height and Mod Squad
hairdo was our only beacon to find them at all. Bill and Dave were so
far ahead of us there was no way for us to spot them except for Bill's
big black brother fro. This was the make-or-break point on how we were
going to spend the rest of the day at the Jam, up front with our
friends or back here separated. We just said, "Fuck it!" and started
walking on blankets and over people. Sometimes stepped on people too,
and headed straight for them.
We finally caught up with them near the mixing tower that is slightly
left of the stage. Now the decision from here is to go right or left
of the tower. We went left, and around in front of the mixing tower up
next to the fence at the press enclosure. The fence had brown canvas
tied to it that obscured some of the view near the stage. We stood and
looked around and said, "Yeah, this looks good", and sat down. It's
now about 2:30 am with the stage in front, the camera crane to the
right, and the mixing tower behind us with a shitload of people all
around relaxing, partying and waiting for the show to begin. This is
where I held my ground for the entire concert, twenty-one hours before
my next piss break.
It is still dark, but the stage and infield area are well lit. The
stage rainbow stood bright from the ambient lights. As I looked around
I noticed cameras with ABC logos on them. That's when I learned the
show might be recorded. Remember, I knew nothing about this concert
before the last 12 hours. I was pretty excited to be there, and
thought I could be in some of the shots during the concert. I started
to feel more comfortable being there, everyone working on the show
appeared to know what they were doing. I think it was at this point I
had more confidence of not getting killed here at the speedway; they
definitely had my support of that. As the night went on all you can
really do is look around and "People Watch", and talk with your
friends. I think I was impressed with the speaker towers the most.
They looked so tall to me standing there and being that close to them.
I couldn't just look at them; I had to look "up" at them. The stage
rainbow was just as memorable, and beautiful to look at. All you can
do is wait for the sunrise; people watch; listen to Don Branker talk
to us at times in the night; and hope for a doobie to come your way
during the next few hours.
Still dark around 4:30 am, you could slightly feel some impatience
start to swell. With all of us so closely standing around and looking
at each other, we started to put our attention on what was going on
behind the canvas covered fence in front of us. I watched at least a
dozen people cut holes in the canvas, tearing around the links with
their fingers to widen the opening. People wanted to see what was
going on, some kind of visual update with the show. The canvas started
to look like Swiss cheese in some areas. I remember looking through
the holes from a distance, but I couldn't see much. The cutting came
to a stop for a moment when I saw four 18 inch wooden dowels thrown
over the fence into the crowd. Still to this day I don't know what the
purpose of that was. I speculated it was to divert attention from the
fence, or maybe to let people know they didn't appreciate the hole
cutting in the canvas. Shortly after, the hole cutting continued with
a few retaliating kicks from the other side of the fence. The cutting
stopped apparently after enough holes were cut, and the sky began to
light up.
At 5:00 am as the skies began to light, soundman Jim Gamble pumped the
first musical sounds through the 54,000 watt Tycobrahe PA sound
system. It was the original 2001 Space Odyssey track. The sound system
was spectacular, the best I ever heard. You wouldn't believe how loud
it could get and remain so clean. It was nice to hear any music after
the long wait through the night. From that point on it was recorded
music until the first act, still over four hours away. I still
remember the Steely Dan song; "Ricky Don't Lose That Number". They
must have played that song a hundred times throughout the day. It
sounded fantastic; you could hear every detail in the music.
We would talk about the acts on the show, didn't know which one would
come on first. No one had a program that listed the activities of the
day. It felt like one long pre-intermission before the first act. I
think at this point all you could really do was make the best of it,
and people did. I just "people watched" and smoked pot. Bill had all
the pot, and real conservative about it too. Probably a good thing I
guess, because that conservatism helped our "smoke" last throughout
the day. If it was my bag of weed I probably would have smoked it all
before the first act. That's just how I was in those days. If I had
some weed I wanted to smoke it all, and right fucking now; especially
if it was someone else's bag of shit. I couldn't help it in those
days; life for me was just too much fun in 1974.
As I sat and watched, I remember pathways would form. People always
seemed to be on the move throughout the day. You would have body
traffic next to you for a while, then suddenly the path would change
and form in other directions. Sometimes the body traffic would change
because someone would stop dead in their tracks on the path. They
either stopped and smoked pot with someone, or looked at something and
began to space-out with that all too familiar distant stare. I
remember this one guy who did that, he was moving along and then
stopped to do his freak show. People in both directions changed the
path-flow just to get around this guy. He just stood there in a
crouched position, wearing a red faded bandana with dirty Levi pants
and coat. He looked like a burned-out leftover from the sixties; you
know, old and drug scared. His hands were clinched with nothing in
them. His eyes glazed, with a bearded smile that seemed to be for no
one in particular.
Occasionally he panned his head left and right with no rhythm to it at
all. He looked like he had been at a thousand of these shows, and in
the same clothes. He stood slightly crouched, bobbing up and down with
his hands clinched. He looked very much lost if you know what I mean,
but never the less appeared to be very much at home. I told my brother
to check this guy out. Karey with widen eyes said, "Whoa, what's his
problem?" He had what appeared to be at first glance a seizure. I
replied, "I think he's dancing". You would see people like this all
through the night and early morning. Then finally we heard the words
from Don Branker, "We are ready".
(END OF PART ONE)... allen pamplin
Thank you POGO PUNY! allen
> California Jam Story - PART ONE - by: allen pamplin
WOW Someone who was actually there unlike a disgusting pedophile we know
--
Shit Shat FaTTy Ass, give The PIG a Bone, this BIG FAT SLOB goes rolling home
PEDOTARD PIG FACE SHITSHINE the RABID GREASY CIRCUS PIG
& WORTHLESS DELUSIONAL LYING PATHETIC PATHOLOGICAL
PERVERT�d FAT STUPID ReTARD�d PEDOPHILE RABID WARTHOG says WHAT???
nice site.
Scotty Poo-lmao
Oh dear.
> Should of kept the commercials in.
>
It's getting worse.
If that's the standard that I can expect from your book, I'm afraid I won't
be adding it to my collection.
--
Lawrence
"I got such a raging clue that I almost shot clue goo all over Joe." - Frank
Hardly - 11 October 2006
That wasn't DT Lemons. That was Terry Herzog, aka terryzx in your list of
YouTube subscribers.
Terry has a habit of using other people's screen names to post filth on
Usenet. Keep an eye out for posts from californiajam1974 using unusual
mixed capitalisation at some time in the future.
--
Lawrence
"They're French, so they surrendered immediately!" - NATO Captain - 22 April
2009
That was Terry Herzog too. I'm sure you'll get used to it.
--
Lawrence
"You can just hang outside in the sun all day tossing a ball around, or you
can sit at your computer and do something that matters." - Eric Cartman - 4
October 2006
> californiajam1974 wrote:
> > On Sep 7, 4:28 pm, POGO PUNY <n...@bacon.org> wrote:
> >>
> >> So nice to FINALLY get someone who actually KNOWS about The Jam
> >>
> >> I was there and it ROCKED as does your site- Hide quoted text -
> >
> > Thank you POGO PUNY! allen
> >
>
> That was Terry Herzog too. I'm sure you'll get used to it.
Poor Miss LaRRy Lunacy just LOVES the TasTe of PEDOPHILE PIG ASS
Missy LaRRy has the habit of SUCKING PEDOPHILE PiGGy ASSHOLE
> californiajam1974 wrote:
> >
> > There not his intellectual property
> >
>
> Oh dear.
>
> > Should of kept the commercials in.
> >
>
> It's getting worse.
>
> If that's the standard that I can expect from your book, I'm afraid I won't
> be adding it to my collection.
PEDOSHINE's SOCK speaks....
Ain't THAT the truth.
LOL!
I ain't no Poo to him! I ain't his wife. Ask him why his wife divorcd
him, if you haven't figured it out already.
I remind you of the California Jam Wereo lol.
His wife never could get used to it.
u r Poo to EVERYONE u DERANGED SICK DELUSIONAL FAT PEDOPHILE SLOB
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�o|o�
I see that u got ArTie FarTie to join u here PiGGy
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�o|o�
LMAO!!!
It's AWL over for you, Scotty. With your pissweak site closed down you'd
better find some other scam to run. 25 years of gibberish AWL down the
drain...tsk tsk.
You could always try working for a living.
GDS
"Let's roll!"
After seeing his picture you know I think it was the FOUR Stooges instead of
the Three? That's how GOOFY this motherfucker looks.
"Best audio and video to date" my motherfucking ASS, you FOOL!!! He's just a
fucking goofy motherfucker and he LOOKS the part. If you don't believe me go
see his picture for yourself ho hum...
Maybe he WON'T catch on for a LONG time? Or just IGNORE the situation at
hand???
It aint me,
It ain't me,
Woe Lord it ain't me!
Hey *SlaPPy...?*
SWAT take position on the cross because SpanKy say:
> > and BTW....that underage kidporn BULLSHIT bothers u SHITHEAD MORONS way
> > more that it > > ever bothered me. Everyone I know, KNOWs what happened,
> > so u IDIOT > >ASSHOLES can dream up all the convoluted bullshit that u
> > want, as to the > > way u WISH it had happened, and it STILL will NOT
> > affect my life in ANY WAY WHATSOEVER -Terry Herzog. Federally indicted,
> > raided, > >convicted, sentenced, imprisoned, registered yet still
> > unrepentant interstate trafficker of kiddie porn
http://tinyurl.com/2paq6a
Terry A. Herzog: Clinically and criminally insane, convicted rapist of small
children and large animals
http://tinyurl.com/2ze4a
Does his local Enquirer
http://tinyurl.com/25lso
Does his local Enquirer again!
http://tinyurl.com/6qg92n
Can teach you CODIS
Thank you DT Lemons
Thank you DT Lemons? And this is how the "bonding" begins between The
Popcorn Man raising a motherless child and the WORST child internet predator
there is.
Thank you POGO PUNY? And this is how the "bonding" begins between The
Popcorn Man raising a motherless child and the WORST child internet predator
there is:
California Jam Story - PART ONE - by: allen pamplin
Hello, my name is allen pamplin,
The California Jam on April 6th, 1974 was a large concert event at the
Ontario Motor Speedway in Ontario California.
[SNIP!]
Where in this long story do you say the California Jam WEREO is the biggest
musical in the world, dummy?
MWHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!
> Where in this long story do you say the California Jam WEREO is the biggest
> musical in the world, dummy?
why should he LIE PiGGy?
UNLIKE u FAT ASS he has a NICE SITE that was NOT CLOSED DOWN by the FEDS
--
�o|o�
> This Allen guys is one of the goofiest motherfuckers you've ever seen. I've
> seen his picture somewhere on the Internet.
The FAT STUPID UGLY TRANNY LOVING GREASY STINKING PEDOPHILE PIG has room
to yap....yea PiGGy, we what AWL seen u'r FAT STUPID LOOKING PIG FACE
No WONDER u are LONEY & LOONY & FAT & STUPID & RETARD'd
--
�o|o�
Hi Scott, thank you for taking the time to "check-out" my picture out
on the internet, I'm flattered ;) Your friend always, allen... meow,
oxox
That's O.K. I don't care if your not interested in the California Jam.
I was just saying scottypoo should of left the commercials in so he
wouldn't miss any of the concert while taping. A lot of starting and
stopping on his high tech studio machine, (put put). Maybe I'll put
out a book on California Jam Commercials, you know, like the Jam
itself. What about a Commercial Fan Club? Thanks POGOstick. allen
pamplin www.californiajamfanclub.com
But Scottypoo, we were soooo close. What happened? Love, allen
Thank you Scottypoo. We're like two peas in a pod just at opposite
ends: like a rainbow. Love, goofymotherfucker :)
It's just another (incomplete) recording (of many) of the broadcast.
Do you know that your version is a Sixth Generation recording. The
radio stations that broadcasted it in 1974 are Fifth Generation from
ABC. Far cry from my exclusive third generation source. Love always,
allen :)
Maybe we'll both write a book together about the "Ware"io, hmmmmm,
I'll call it "The California Ham Jam". The amazing recordings from
Jaba the Scott. Ja Ba Jargar Bar. Can anyone else speak Scott? Love
allen
Focus Scottypoo, we're here for the California Jam. Can you speak
California Jam? Remember the California Jam? allen
Focus Scottypoo, we're here for the California Jam. Can you speak
Focus Scottypoo, we're here for the California Jam. Can you speak
Nice to see you can stay on track, apparently it's off track from the
Jam. Nice spirit you have Scottypoo. You shoul start another group
Side Track"
uh.....the SOCK is "Lawrence�Logic" an NOT me ;)
YOU seem to be here for Terry Herzog.
Not a very smart thing to try. You won't last long in my newsgroup. What the
fuck are you doing here anyway?
Get the fuck outta here >>>
That's very nice to know. Thank you very much.
Now amscray >>>
I've seen your picture... I'm convinced there were Four Stooges instead of
Three.
You're a nuisance to this newsgroup and you're a nuisance to the legacy of
the Jam.
Does anyone know what this fucking asshole wants here, except to hang out
with the Ped?
Hey MORON! No one but Herzog wants you here. Why don't you introduce him to
your child?
PiGGy's having a MELT DOWN
LMAO
Focus Scottypoo, we're here for the California Jam. Can you speak
California Jam? Remember the California Jam?
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> Focus Scottypoo, we're here for the California Jam. Can you speak
> California Jam? Remember the California Jam? allen
How many idiots does it take to pick on one person? Did you all do this
in the playground too or is it just something that you reserve for the
Internet when you've got nothing better to do with your sick, sad lives?
u just LOVE that TasTe of FAT STUPID STINKy PEDOSHINE PiGGy ASSHOLE huh?
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�o|o�
Of course you don't remember the California Jam Scottypoo, because you
weren't there. All you have is the "NoWereo", a 3/4 lump of coal. Not
exactly a Diamond as you think it is. Of couse if that's all you have,
that's why you would consider it a diamond. No wonder your sooo white
knuckeled when I show up. Naturally I'm the biggest threat on the
internet to you. My California Jam Fan Club is the beginning of the
end for you and your NoWhereo. By that's all just fabricated in your
paranoid mind. Here I come Scottypoo, the beginning of the end. And
you know this man, why else flip your lid when "I" show up? Your
friend, allen pamplin; Founder of the California Jam Fan Club.
Poor PiGGyPoo
NoWhereo...I just LOVE IT!!!
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and leave us NOT 4get:
From PiGGy's own crap Yahoo board:
It wasn't even a revelation, it was the radio version of the Gong Show,
and you should have been gonged within the first minute. Lucky for us,
we got to hear all your moments of your insane madness, and then listen
to the host and call-ins gong you on air. The only thing that would have
made this show complete would have been you howling and chanting. Your
right Lauralee, Scott is just proving to the world what we already knew.
AND..don't forget the Sunday nights extravaganza in the Central time
zone at 8:00pm local. We will surly be talking about the California Jam
and the C.J. Group, without a doubt.
PiTy the Poor Poor PAWN3D PiGGy
Focus Scottypoo, we're here for the California Jam.
Can you speak California Jam? Remember the California Jam?
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Talk to him for a while, and you'll turn on him to. Try it. allen
It seems that the whole California Jam thing that you're peddling is merely
a troll to unsettle Scott. You haven't addressed anyone else's posts except
Scott's and Terry Herzog's.
Methinks you're simply one of Scott's old nemeses, using a ficticious
website and book as your vehicle. If that's not the case, then you've done
yourself a disservice with your apparent illiteracy and your actual fixation
on Mr Lifshine.
Bzzzzt!
Next!!
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Lawrence
"Let all my fans know I love 'em, but a gay fish just can't live in the
outside world forever" - Kanye West - 8 April 2009
Her I come Scottypoo, The California Jam Fan Club! Complete with the
Goods! The High Quality Videos are coming back to. Coming to YouTube
in December: http://www.youtube.com/user/californiajamfanclub ...
Smells like you need to change your panties. Your friend, allen
Official Name for Scott Lifshine: Scottypoo
Official name for the wereo: NoWhereo
Official name for allen pamplin: FOUNDER
me thinks, :)
You really are an illiterate clown. Try the following link:
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/methinks
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Lawrence
"Doctor, my sister's just being difficult. Maybe you could just examine my
cervix instead." - Katie Queef - 1 April 2009
Yeah, I came on here to promote the upcoming California Jam website
coming in 2010 for anyone who might be interested. Protective paranoid
Scott just blows up and slams "this and that" at me. What makes him so
nervous? He been doing it for some time even when I don't talk to him
directly. So Whatever, I don't have to take his crap. Sorry if that
offends you. I be putting up High Quality videos from 1974 the
California Jam I received from the director of the California Jam.
There are extremely high quality visually and sound wise. The best
that have surfaced since the original broadcast in May and June of
1974. Take care Lawrence... I guarantee Scottypoo will dog this
message I gave you here as well. allen Forgive the occasional typo...
http://www.youtube.com/user/californiajamfanclub
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You claim to be an author, and you claim that your wares are of high
quality. Ipso facto, I won't forgive any typos. Your actual presentation
belies any claimed credibility. You are a retarded lummox. I've laid that
epithet on Scott in the past, but he's demonstrated a remarkable capacity
for learning. You, instead, mount your high horse to defend the
indefensible.
If you don't know how to play the piano, don't tell us that you're Elton
John.
If you don't have a command of words, don't tell us that you're a writer.
You just make yourself look very very silly indeed!
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Lawrence
"In the outside world I am a simple geologist, but in here I am Falcor,
Defender of the Alliance." - Randy Marsh - 4 October 2006
I'm starting to like you more and more, Lawrence Logic.
I hope the NEW "highest quality sound and vision" is better than the
OLD quality sound and vision.
BUTT I have a feeling it's not. This is just a lot of vaporware once
again from you.
If objecting to someone making claims that are inconsistent with their
actions implies that I'm somehow defective, then I'll hold my hand up as
high as it can possible go, and may even stand on a chair if that makes you
feel better.
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Lawrence
"I got such a raging clue that I almost shot clue goo all over Joe." - Frank
Hardly - 11 October 2006
And I made a typo too, but I don't claim to be an author.
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Lawrence
"... and if one more person talked to me about that Susan Boyle performance
of Les Miserables, I was going to puke my balls out through my mouth." - Ike
Brovlovski - 22 April 2009
Thank you Scottpoo. Love allen
You MORON. After seeing your picture I'm convinced The Three Stooges lost
their 4th.
Check them out in December and decide for yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/user/californiajamfanclub
What's WORSE is upon arrival he immediately aligns himself with the fugitive
from justice Terry A Herzog, who among other tings has an outstanding
warrant for his arrest in the State of New York.
The fucking creep has young daughter who apparently after associating with
the zog is recklessly endangering her, but yet chooses to still associate
with the registered sex offender felon Terry Herzog. Who may still be laying
hidden files loaded with child porn on these newsgroups. I don't know who's
going to prison and who's not.
Just when we thought we had gotten rid of Herzog, along comes a SCHMUCK from
Issaquah, Washington reliving our bad memories and endangering our
well-being once again.
Then he says, "oh yeah Scott California Jam! California Jam!" If you've seen
this guys picture you'd swear he's the Fouth Three Stooges.
"Another possibility, rarely understood by first-time defendants, but well
known to those with lengthier police records, is that once you plead guilty,
which becomes public record and part of your police criminal justice
dossier, you are more likely to be rearrested, and are easier to
convict." -Federal Prison Review
How can I make it up to you and be friends again? Maybe we can be a
team again, you know, help each other. I'm good friends with Don
Branker, and have spent some time with him at his house with his
family. Maybe we can put something constructive together? Come on
Scott, let's work together. O.K.? Sincerely, I apologize for the
stupid stuff I put up on this dumb group. I just want to promote
something positive, (which is nearly impossible on this fucked-up
Group) I can't believe Lawrence Logic is more fucked-Up than anyone
here. So, how about it? What can I do to make it right? How about the
Imero Fiorentino pictures I have of the stage being constructed? allen
pamplin
What's WORSE is upon arrival he immediately aligns himself with the fugitive
from justice Terry A Herzog, who among other tings has an outstanding
warrant for his arrest in the State of New York.
The fucking creep has young daughter who apparently after associating with
the zog is recklessly endangering her, but yet chooses to still associate
with the registered sex offender felon Terry Herzog. Who may still be laying
hidden files loaded with child porn on these newsgroups. I don't know who's
going to prison and who's not.
Just when we thought we had gotten rid of Herzog, along comes a SCHMUCK from
Issaquah, Washington reliving our bad memories and endangering our
well-being once again.
Then he says, "oh yeah Scott, let's do California Jam! Me and Scott are
doing California Jam!" If you've seen
this guys picture you'd swear he's the Fouth Three Stooges.
You motherfucker. I don't ANYTHING to do with you. STOP putting my name in
the same sentence as yours, and go hang out with the other convicted
registered
pedophile Terry Herzog you like to do so much.
I'd like to speak to your ex-wife too. I'm sure she'll tell us what a
FUCKED-UP IN THE HEAD stupid motherfucking son of a bitch asshole you really
are!!!
Hahahahaa. I have a chair for you to stand on.
Can anyone fucking believe this shit? Is this Day and Age? I think if
he's trying to CONVINCE anyone here, he's got a lot of convincing to
do.
Unless he's just trying to convince himself. Then I can understand.
Meanwhile he's got my name in every sentence he writes. Why?
Well, take care Scott, I hope the best for you, and I hope everything
works out for you. Enjoy the upcoming videos on YouTube this December
at: http://www.youtube.com/user/californiajamfanclub. I'll post two
of your favorite ones: Midnight Flyer & the 8mm of the 1974 California
Jam. I could send you a copy if you like. If you ever have a change of
heart you can always email me at californ...@live.com ... Your
freind, allen
He's like the Energizer Bunny. He just keeps going...and going...and
going...
That's alright. I've seen enough from you to make my decision. You
said the same thing last time, and your much-ballyhooed wares turned
out to be shit. I have no reason to believe it's still anything other
than shit. In fact, *I* have "the highest quality sound and vision of
the Jam to date right here!" I've ALWAYS had the Wereo, and my
acquired videos are a lot better quality than yours OR "the director's
cuts" either.
I'd like to hear what your ex-wife has to say about any of this. Is
there any way we can reach her?