Sunday, June 28, 2009

So I am going on tour soon. I sure wish Pizza AE was along for the ride. I miss MJ already. I got a blackberry just like Obama and Cloney. I guess so therefore i guess. So it's my baby sisters B Day and I talked to her for a while. Someone paid us 20 dollars for a live recording of our performance they saw at Moondogs Too. So I am editing that for him. MTM set that up. MTM aka Micheal Tyson Mercker is a good sales man. Tour is coming up and I will write more soon. I plan on having this tour be an online reality show on

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

So I made this as the back of The show we did with David Gans.

This Is my blog and my opinions. I think Gans likes Z Kamp. He told me he does. I see other bads that are so tight and together and fancy. Where do we fit in. I feel like we get there too, but its all in the search in the moment. I worked out those moments, but having them form on there own is part of the art I dedicate my life to. Kinda like how G.G. Allin dedicated his art to punk and violence within his art. It's a theme I shall die with... I will die with the theme of LSD musical influenced art and the art of not being serious, and being ridiculous... Is there a connection? We shall look until the day I die. Maybe you will continue the search. I love my blog and my new life, which is similar to my old life. I just went to the Gorge and had a great time with my family. we saw the ead play and my brother Justin and I kicked it and bought the same shirts. it was like we were 3 again and we wanted to wear the same clothes and really enjoyed our simularities as brothers instead of looking for our differences int his game of life and figuring out who you are as an individual. I am excited to go on tour again. This will be my 8th and half tour with a band. My 4th Z Kamp tour... I am so blessed to be alive. Even if our species is destroying the planet at a great rate, I still love us and know the planet has its own destiny and change with or without us..... planets and stuff is older than older gets... Its infinit.... eternity.... Thats why this THE NOW, moments.... is so weird and hard to explain. How to explain something thats unexplainable. Time is only relavant to our cycle around our sun. Many sons and cycles exsist in an infinit matter. Lets say everything has to do with the tars alligning and thats why some people get famous and some people get fucked in prison by bubba and then get aids. I am harsh soetimes... I do not belileve in Karma spiritually, i velieve in it scientificly. Nothing is perfect and everything is perfect and everything is everything and all is all and we all are connected throught infinity. There is no wall because a wall would have to be made of material which in its self is something that goes on and can be built into. I belive in Sustainuhdomez. I belive together we can survive even if the planet gets unihabitable for humans, because I belive it could be unihabitable by itself, but with our technology we can survive and live anywhere. ibelilve we will start underground. we need to filter clean air, harvest enery with solar panels that can survive on the surface. We must be catious of the pirates that will try to enter and take and destroy us. We are peace, and peace gets delt with by destruction, so we have to become Warriorz of Light. Join me, drop your fam, drop your lot, join me. Love ya
Pizza T

Monday, April 27, 2009

OME!!!!!!! that means OMG in Pizza T language. So I am at Subway right now listening to 1988 Phish in Colorado. Z Kamp is playing Telluride this summer I believe, but we sound very very little like this Phish.... Besides my bleeding obsession. So Subway I thought would be the place to always blog... At first I did a little, and myspacing and feacbook reverbantion... you might know the drill. But.. woops, just got a call. So after the first month of working here it got misserable. I get phreaked and cant do anything but be a stress case. I only work 16hours a week here and for a couople months it felt like I was working here 55 hours a week without a break. but now its back to normal in my mind to a decent extent. maybe its the kind indoor Organik futuristik nugget I just puffed. but I noticed something the other day about how my blog sucks... and hoe I kinda suck too... but it was just a theory to be thought out... theroputik dawg! So now you might want to know what I noticed about myself and my blog right? Well let me tell you then... mm mm hmm.... clear my virtual throat here..
"Looking back at my years of blogginh... I post mainly around tramadik events. Some of these times you can see I post way more in a month than in another...and some posts were even tooken down for being too intence and hateful" "And that might mean i only blog when I was at war with some sort of intity... For example, when I got my panties in a bunchez when Srah Larson started dating George Clooney" "OR when I got in a war with all of Kill rock Stars including kurt Cobain's real X love...and Im not talking Courtney love Im talking ... geez whats her name again. bnny p would know... She was in Bikini Kill and dated joey Casio I believe."
So I wanted my blog to be its own intety and not just an outlet for when Im all intece about something.
but I got to thinking/... ?? Should I be down on myself about my blogging times? Should I feel like an idiot knowing that everyone can see my blogging dates and how pathetik they can be in my perception?
And I thought and thought and thought... and even thought about writing this blog. I was planning this last month. I FEEL GREAT TODAY. I never made BFF with Perez hilton, George Clooney, Obama, Slom Moon, 3G Festival, Donna Jean..... But who cares? I made friends with myself and my real friends. I call them PHRIENDZ...
4 Phriendz. I am so happy they are letting me listen to Phish inside this Subway thats inside this Gas Station. And I am so happy Z Kamp got the Terrapin Station gig in Boise Idaho on Jerry's B day.
It sucked that Kyle aka Pizza Zzzz did not work out in time for this tour. we are still playing together in the Pizza Pocketz... and I kinda feel like this... PHIL... JK
i feel like he chooses his path. I choose mine. I was not suicidal, but depressed and stressed to a skitzokphranik state of mind at the point of Halloween 2008. I got really sick and had a gig with Z Kamp coming up and an important practice. but I thought I could see the devil so obvious as an angel of light try8ing to get my to fold... And they did not know they were the devls working agent, but I could see it and I scolded it and I shoked the heavens and this little goodie tooshoe X Christian ballz dropped to the ground, and now the Helping Phriendly book is playing in the background/... HE WAS GREAT AND KNOWLEDGABLE ... the one who knows, the one and only... who is the one and only, life is twisted inot everything.. I couldnt of wrote this with the smae passion as I play the gutars with my mind and fingers everyday.. OK Icculus... Kid iccuslus.. blha blah... moving on


So Kyle could be back and couldnt... that wasnt the point. Are points even possible? Maybe... But i could feel the demonz pulling everything. Z Kamp is not meant to be, it just is. Its just there and thats because my soul has a mission. But thats not the point either. I have a song. its my song. I didnt write it, but I did write it, but I didnt create me and I did create me. Its like its there and your there and then what? Its the Happy song.. and its my secret... the Scarey song will breathe its way into the Kamp... it is already getting cpr and not from a cpa. Bad inside joke. 5 bucks to anyone that can unravel the meaning of that inside joke. So i feel the demons and thats not trying to be funny, I feel them and see them and am them and am not them... Its crazy and skitzo. but I have a skit. i have a have and I have a need. I need yoy like I need everone. NO JOKE. Z Kamp did it with AE and willagain if the heavens allow it.. Same with Pizza Zzzz.. Same with Russel... Russel realized quick the seriousness of what happened after A Kamp.... Its real, like it or now. I know you foolio haters... I see you with goggles. I can write, I just choose not too,. It wasnt the time... It builds up. I fuckinf am phucking proud of myself and proud of you for reading this this far. GOOD JOB CHAPPY!!!! I felt like I needed something.. but its not about me, even if I somehow call the shots, its still.... You know. Im not the gun, im the guy with the gun. Kinda liikke Axel rose. I love Chinese Democracy. I do not know how I would still be where am at today without GnR Chinese Democracy. It saved my family. Thank you Axel.... I velive. Alwayz have and alwayz will my brother. I feel like I know you. I feel like you are cool like Phil Lesh. I love Axels passion. I love the funny beef stories with Kurt Cobain and Axel... but look whats up. Life is short and even when your famous... when your gone your gone, so the longer you can be here rocking out... ther better. And thats Why I believe timothy Leary frooze his head. Im gonna do that too if I can afford it. I need a stud man body next time, some chics dig my package, but I would hook up the Rocko Sufreddy packag3e next time.
So if somehow kyle ends up back in the Kamp, then he does! and great... MTM is back and same with Macdawg... It's all good. but this plaent is so small, and so big, its all how you perciece and want to look at it. youth is in all, even the Dead... ha ha get it/// Love you all and I love you Z Kamp, thank You for entering my life the way you did. I do not regret it and I love it and hope and strive and work for you Z Kamp. it is written without ever really being written. Kinda like the Phriendly helping book. I know what I am up too right now and I am on it. I have moved on and I hope you all move on too. Vote The Z Kamp Express at unless this is 10 years later or some shit and we are no lnoger on that poll/// But check anyways and ask to put us back on! jk but not really
Pizza T with Love
Sherlia Azziz " Don't be affraid of the craziest" It was meant to be.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

So I keep getting drama from the Eagles Show that got shut down. i kinda moved on then I keep getting reminded that this place called the Eagles Club exists and they treated me like shit. I walked away from the even very hurt and felt like they stole my High School graduation from me. I felt like this show in the Eagles basement with David Gans and Z Kamp was my graduation from jamband high school into jamband community college. "But it more or less felt like a got my diploma or ged but was not allowed to walk with my class. But I am over it. I know John Kiersting had a job there and is now suspended from the place for 6 months. I hope he can see that as a 6 month period to figure out where we all as a hippy community find a spot for bands like Heliotroupe and Z Kamp can play. Olympia needs an all ages venue... more than one. Are blogs cool. I tell you what.. Thisis a random ass post. i am with KB Smooth and Treypac.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

KB Smooth

Friday, February 27, 2009

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

So is been a while. I have to get into the swing of things. Prioritize is a word that has lawsys bounced back and forth in my skull. Life is like that... you hear somthing frorm someone that could be a genius or an idiot yet says something that just sticks in your mind. My buddy Mark Horner from Kent, WA always, "You gotta PRIORITIZE" or "Prioritization is key"... I try to prioritize everything, and then I forget or do not take into the account to prioritize my blog. Sorry everyone in blogger world thats been waiting for more Pizza T blogger goodness.
So I prioritize thing that need prioritization within them. I need to prioritize my family and my work over other things, like writing a silly self indulgent blog. So off I go without justifying something almost not worth justifying..
My Grandma Fay Elizabeth Boren Mckaughan passed away last week and the funeral was Monday Feb 24th. 2009. I spoke at her funeral along with Kenneth the preacher boy of a preacher boy, my dad Don Wayne Mckaughan and brother Justin Don Mckaughan. I never realized how weir my dad's name is until now. It just seems odd right at this second. Don... I guess its not that uncommon or weird. There is Dawn for girls and Donald or Don for boys. I am not sure if I ever knew any one else named Don besides Don Hooker my uncle and his son which I always called Donny. I knew girls named Dawn. They dressed my dad up as a girl when he was a baby. I think my grandma got a kick out of dressing her little special baby boy up as a girl. Has anyone ever heard of the name Panzy? My Grandma had a friend named Panzy.
She was at the funeral. The funeral was so awesome... and that might sound weird because funerals are sad and someone you loved is dead. But a sad funeral is a funeral in which no one goes, or no one can go because that someone is missing. Or a fight at a funeral... Lots of bad stuff could happen at a funeral, the only thing I can think of that went wrong was someone out of the huge crowd cell phone went off. I will never forget that dang tone. but I thought it was funny and real fitting for this amazing woman. She lived to see the first black president, Phish's Reunion, in which she had a Phish magnet on her fridge since 95 Phish tour, she saw women rights to vote, all sorts of stuff, Pearl Harbor and 9-11. She also seen lots of Wheel of Fortune. I always loved going to her house, and that's why I went there. If I didn't like the place I would never go. I especially wouldn't go if I didn't like the person.... and I loved Grandma.... She was the best ever... She loved her dog and all her kids so so so much. I was always a little jealous that I wasn't her kid. I think she would of been an awesome mom, besides having to go to church all the time... I just liked her and her personality. I know I am kinda weird and I am a lot differen't than my Grandma Fay but also a lot alike. People being differen't is good in my opinion. I am a weird hippy dude... but as I got to know her throughout the years I got to know the perfect simple yet complex person ever. She took care of herself for 93 years. I'm sure when she was staying at Canova's at her last days she was still doing something... but I hope she got to just chill at the end.... Seemed as if she did. I heard she kindly passed away in a recliner. She and her husband of many years loved chillin in there recliners. I think she was way religious due to the times and who she was with as a husband. I come from a preacher family... two preacher families combined and I also come from a divorced family and I have seen the evil inside out and outside in ind flipped from one way to another just in the observation of my parents and what how they would say and raise us to think one way and how they couldn't keep up to that standard they drilled into our minds. BUt thats the path that happens and not everyone finds love that works. Grandma sure did and I can only believe I do now. Believing, having confidence, and ard work is my "words of wisdom" I male a plan, I keep it real and say what I think, and I am on a war path to do what I believe and I believe I can only achieve it through the art of music. And its a little more complex. I will hopefully find time to blog about this all later, especially since I have a one track mind and the path will stay.... until next time.

And a big shout out to anyone that is trying to do good.... If its helping an old lady have a friend, or if it's going to other countries to see where help is needed.... Good work and keep it up. If you can find a way to make yourself useful... DO IT. If your famous and you can moderate between world leaders, thank you, if your a big guy and you can help a little guy from getting picked on, then THANK YOU! Keep up the love and good work. Remember that love spreads too.