
O. D. Corral is one of San Diego’s most popular bands, judging by the number of people who follow them from place to place. They are constantly showing up at some new place or other, when they aren’t out of town for a gig (the mark of a rising band). The places they play seem generally to qualify for the upper echelon of bars. They are frequently found at the Aspen Public House, for example, a place which occasionally requires a cover charge and caters to a well-groomed, well-heeled crowd (even the men have styled hair). The O. D. Corral plays a pretty good brand of country-rock, ranging from Loggins and Messina to Doug Kershaw, with an occasional side-trip to a traditional fiddle tune.
By Anne Hutchison October 10, 1974

Eating people Is the ultimate control
At 11:00 p.m., the bad boys — among a handful of not-very-good-in-the-first-place boys — of San Diego’s punk scene take the stage like a patrol of long-range reconnaissance grunts seizing a hot landing zone. Members of Dahmer’s Diner quickly salvage any microphones, patch cords, mike stands, amplifiers, and monitors that haven’t been wasted by previous skirmishes and launch into a barrage of eighth notes like raking gunfire over the mortar fire crumpcrumpcrump of the bass drum.
By John Brizzolara, October 14, 1993

Leave me alone! San Diego Goths
I asked Jurke how goths he knew reconciled their staunch secretiveness with their fondness for spectacle. He responded in an e-mail, "Because they can. Because they are actually shy and only feel comfortable as exhibitionists in a group setting of their peers.
By Justin Wolff, February 8, 2001

Out there on the dance floor is a bit of paradise
The Renegade Inn is many things, but you don’t notice that yet. When you first step inside the huge darkened barn of a room you swallow a mouthful of air tainted and slightly sodden from a hundred thousand smoked cigarettes. This is your first taste of the place, located on Old Highway 80 near Flinn Springs.
By Hawkins Mitchell, July 10, 1997

I remember deliberating what Chuck Berry meant us to understand in the song “School Days” when he sang:
Unfortunately, that is exactly how the line goes. But my friends and I spent weeks debating other possibilities. I believed for the longest time it was, “Ah, but the teacher don’t know how mean she looks,” while several friends of mine insisted it went, “Even the teacher don’t like her mangy looks.”
By Alexander Theroux, July 20, 1995

Reader writer backup dancer for Vanilla Ice
“He was pretty much a master of capturing the event, involving the crowd, asking lots of ladies up on stage to dance and party, and made it a friendly experience for everyone,”
By Mike Madriaga, May 25, 2017

O. D. Corral is one of San Diego’s most popular bands, judging by the number of people who follow them from place to place. They are constantly showing up at some new place or other, when they aren’t out of town for a gig (the mark of a rising band). The places they play seem generally to qualify for the upper echelon of bars. They are frequently found at the Aspen Public House, for example, a place which occasionally requires a cover charge and caters to a well-groomed, well-heeled crowd (even the men have styled hair). The O. D. Corral plays a pretty good brand of country-rock, ranging from Loggins and Messina to Doug Kershaw, with an occasional side-trip to a traditional fiddle tune.
By Anne Hutchison October 10, 1974

Eating people Is the ultimate control
At 11:00 p.m., the bad boys — among a handful of not-very-good-in-the-first-place boys — of San Diego’s punk scene take the stage like a patrol of long-range reconnaissance grunts seizing a hot landing zone. Members of Dahmer’s Diner quickly salvage any microphones, patch cords, mike stands, amplifiers, and monitors that haven’t been wasted by previous skirmishes and launch into a barrage of eighth notes like raking gunfire over the mortar fire crumpcrumpcrump of the bass drum.
By John Brizzolara, October 14, 1993

Leave me alone! San Diego Goths
I asked Jurke how goths he knew reconciled their staunch secretiveness with their fondness for spectacle. He responded in an e-mail, "Because they can. Because they are actually shy and only feel comfortable as exhibitionists in a group setting of their peers.
By Justin Wolff, February 8, 2001

Out there on the dance floor is a bit of paradise
The Renegade Inn is many things, but you don’t notice that yet. When you first step inside the huge darkened barn of a room you swallow a mouthful of air tainted and slightly sodden from a hundred thousand smoked cigarettes. This is your first taste of the place, located on Old Highway 80 near Flinn Springs.
By Hawkins Mitchell, July 10, 1997

I remember deliberating what Chuck Berry meant us to understand in the song “School Days” when he sang:
Unfortunately, that is exactly how the line goes. But my friends and I spent weeks debating other possibilities. I believed for the longest time it was, “Ah, but the teacher don’t know how mean she looks,” while several friends of mine insisted it went, “Even the teacher don’t like her mangy looks.”
By Alexander Theroux, July 20, 1995

Reader writer backup dancer for Vanilla Ice
“He was pretty much a master of capturing the event, involving the crowd, asking lots of ladies up on stage to dance and party, and made it a friendly experience for everyone,”
By Mike Madriaga, May 25, 2017
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