One of the Just Men came to Sodom, determined to save its
inhabitants from sin and punishment. Night and day he walked the streets and
markets protesting against greed and theft, falsehood and indifference. In the
beginning, people listened and smiled ironically. Then they stopped listening;
he no longer even amused them. The killers went on killing, the wise kept silent,
as if there were no Just Man in their midst.
One day a child, moved by compassion for the unfortunate teacher, approached him
with these words:
"Poor stranger, you shout, you scream, don't you see that
it is hopeless?"
"Yes, I see," answered the Just Man.
"Then why do you go on?"
"I'll tell you why. In the beginning, I thought I could change man. Today,
I know I can not. If I still shout today, if I still scream, it is to prevent
man from ultimately changing me."
-- Elie Wiesel
CRASHDOG was a punk band made up of the following guys
Andrew Mandell -- voice
Greg Jacques -- drums
brian grover -- bass
Jason Burt -- guitar
Mike Perlmutter --guitar
Spike used to sing in the band when Andrew played guitar, but now he's doing other things in the community. We're still all good friends, though we really miss his mechanic skills when we're on the road.
crashdog is no more, But you can catch the new band, Ballydowse.
CLICK HERE FOR THE LATEST INFO
Our last planned release came out at Cornerstone Festival '98. It's a "best-of" sort of thing called 8 Years to Nowhere and has about 25 songs all together including some live versions and new songs.
OUTER CRUST
is still available by mail order through
2 Jake Records (which is really our own DIY label).
or Grrr recordS.
Though CRASHDOG is on indefinate hiatus the links resources, especially the political stuff, will be routinely updated as these pages will be shared with the site of the new band Ballydowse.So it still may be worthwhile to occaisionally puruse these pages and the following sites:
The wicked curve in upon themselves.
They gather and hoard. They acquire treasure,
but it turns out to be moldy stuff, and in the long run,
useless.
The righteous expand outward.
They don't grasp things, but hand them around,
lightly touching them with appreciation
and passing them on.
-- Eugene Peterson (on Psalm 37:21)
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