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Carp Are…
Posted in Beaver Hunt, Bycatch, Ditch Fishing, In Depth Beaver Analysis, Maybe you had to be there, people EAT those things?, Spey, The Globetrotting Angler, The water isn't the only thing that is high, well THAT seems to do the trick, winter's comin', You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on November 7th, 2012 by G_Smolt…So 2011.
Captain DirtBag with a fine specimen, taken on a hitched hairwing in a spring creek somewhere near Bozeangeles, MT.
Water Polo, Cetacean style.
Posted in Doesn't taste like chicken, not even remotely related to fly fishing, Stuffing Removal, The French SCUBA Diver In My Head, THIS is gonna be painful, Uncategorized, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on August 6th, 2012 by G_SmoltA Lynn Canal Orca, gettin’ into the Olympic spirit by playing with its food.
169% awesome photography by the Ugly American – the whole sequence (and a bunch of other Überbitchin’ photos) can be found at The Admiralty Report.
Pulp Fly, Ltd. Presents:
Posted in Anticipation, Books, Buster Saving You Money Everyday, Buster's Bookshelf, Eat This Jim Harrison, Friends of Buster, Hold on to your hats, sticking it to the man, stuff fly fishermen love, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on March 27th, 2012 by Smithhammer
Forward by Kirk Deeter
Cover Art by Bob White
Contributors:
“In leafing through the pages… well, actually punching buttons to turn pages… I was impressed by the eclectic array of emotion and subject matter. From a candid muse on the “blood sport” appeal of fishing, to a witty essay on the “metamorphosis” of the fly angler, it’s all very gritty, honest, and entertaining work. And I’m pretty sure this “book” contains the first piece in the history of fly fishing writing to include Jai alai as a story element… which might be one of the few genuine “firsts” to happen in fly fishing writing in about 30 years.”
- Kirk Deeter
Available Now for Kindle. Click here.
Only $4.95 on Amazon. Because the second pulp revolution is upon us.
House of Mirrors
Posted in Capr!, Fish Local, Friends of Buster, Good Fishing Is Where You're At, Not your average trout, Pucker Up, the other brown water, The Redneck Riviera, Why do we make this so complicated?, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on March 12th, 2012 by Smithhammer
Courtesy of Life is Fly.
Buster’s Friday Night Feature
Posted in Aboogadaboogada, boognish, Buster's Mustard, cheap coyote tricks, Laser Awesomnality, Lazy Ass YouTube Posting, Raunchy Ballads, Ridiculously Brilliant, stands on its own, The Politics of Campfire Music Selection, Tunes, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on October 14th, 2011 by WookHey settle down. Tonight it’s the complete Guy On A Buffalo saga from those scamps at The Possum Posse, featuring bears, bushwhackin, reprisal, orphans, straight-up cougar maulins, wolves, creepin coyotes, raccoon dumplings and revenge. You’re welcome.
Guy On A Buffalo
Episode 1 (Bears, Indians and Such)
Episode 2 (Orphans, Cougars & What Not)
Episode 3: Finale Part 1 (Origins, Villains & The Like)
Episode 4: Finale Part 2 (Rehab, Vengeance & What Have You)
Break yo gun onna STUMP!
Denver – “It’s Just Really Good to Be Out Here.”
Posted in BWTF Luxury Tours, Capr!, clearing out the memory card, Corporate Fly Fishing Still Sucks, Did that really just happen?, Ditch Fishing, Down By Law, Flotsam, Friends of Buster, Of Marginal Importance, Revelry, the other brown water, The Redneck Riviera, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on September 13th, 2011 by Smithhammer
MG's fridge. Opening it is like stumbling into a peep show where the strippers are in a tense standoff.
MG's vise. You saw the fridge, right? The man has life pared down to the absolute essentials. I'm beginning to think this is so that when he gets "the call," he can walk away from it all at a moment's notice and not look back.
Given the pastoral quality of the South Platte along this section (if you overlook the rebar and plastic sheeting), this sign seemed a little alarmist. Within a minute of wading in this water, a distinct burning sensation hit my legs. But it passed.
Landeen. Cyprinus. Two will enter. One will leave.
Open thread give away jamboree
Posted in Accoutrements Collectibles And Antiquities, adolescent innuendo, All that is way fucking wrong, arriving in style, art lessons, at least hippies get laid, AWWW! It hurts my eyes, Buster Saving You Money Everyday, BWTF Seal Of Approval, let's get it on, open thread motherfuckers!, Ridiculous, Ridiculously Brilliant, River's Blown, Sick Point Sick on the Sickter Scale, strange water, swag, Tech-Weenie Gear Lust, yet another excuse fer drinkin', You have stickers?, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on August 12th, 2011 by creekloverIt’s been awhile since we’ve given away any free shit. Comment #69 wins this never worn, never seen Buster Prototype hat from the bacon_to_fry_collection*. Be the first on your river to sport this bad boy. We’ll also throw in some stickers. Limit three comments per reader.
*Hat courtesy of one fine Tennersee Truck Stop
Ummm…
Posted in art lessons, Blind faith, Dirty Hippies, Eat This Jim Harrison, Flotsam, gotta be a place for this, In Depth Beaver Analysis, Ridiculously Brilliant, Smartassery, Stuffing Removal, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on July 28th, 2011 by Smithhammer
Calling All Magnanimous Benefactors
Posted in arriving in style, art lessons, Brews, BWTF Seal Of Approval, Holy Crap!, i am not fucking kidding, Ridiculously Brilliant, stands on its own, The Redneck Riviera, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on July 19th, 2011 by SmithhammerWe don’t want to beg, but please – if you have $3400 just burning a hole in your pocket, and you’re the type of person that simply loves helping others make their dreams come true, then please make a check out to the “Buster Wants a Wish Foundation.” We’ll take it from there.
STILL Your Western PA Bigfoot Sighting Interweb HQ
Posted in BIGFOOTS!, Cryptoduction, don't you ever wash that thing?, Science!, The Cryptozoology Files, Western PA Bigfoot, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on July 14th, 2011 by WookEvery so often we like to bust out the search stats and see what kind of wacky Google antics are landing you freakies at our site. Recent favorites include “fly brigade shit,” “ridiculously complicated elevator,” and “forced to eat sweaty panties.” We love you guys.
The all-time top 20 since 2007 includes 3 that are all related to a goofy story that we linked to in our very first week of operation, about some boogan who spotted Bigfoot somewhere in Western Pennsylvania. Frankly, we just wanted some content up there when we went live, and hell, why not Bigfoot, right? Sprint right out of the gate!
So our search stats have pretty much always included “bigfoot sightings,” “bigfoot sightings in PA,” and “western PA bigfoot.” It’s something we’ve always enjoyed, looked forward to, hell even taken pride in. But lately, sadly, the frequency has fallen off a bit. Not entirely, but just enough to make us melancholy, which is bad news when we’re out of everything but gin, you know?
So this here post is a bit of an experiment to see if we can get those numbers back up. Hell maybe we’ll get a horde of cryptozoology geeks with this awesome totally real no really photo of the Western Pennsylvania Bigfoot RIDING THE GODDAM LOCH NESS MONSTER AND FLIPPIN YOU OFF!
HOLY CRAP GOOGLE! IT’S GODDAM PENNSYLVANIA BIGFOOT FISHING IN SOME GUY’S POND! IN PA!
SASQUATCH! GESUNDHEIT!
sometimes, it is about luck…
Posted in Buster Saving You Money Everyday, BWTF Seal Of Approval, can't make this shit up, Did that really just happen?, Dirty Hippies, Flotsam, good things do come from Texas, hippies get laid, Holy Crap!, I Got Yer Hotspot Right Here, Lucky Hat, Match the hatch, Not your average trout, Real Heroes of Fly Fishing, Redefining "Professional", Revelry, stuff fly fishermen love, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on June 23rd, 2011 by thee
somewhere in texas, the mortage payments are gonna get made…
Gene-yus II Electric Bugaloo
Posted in Brews, Buster's Mustard, BWTF Seal Of Approval, clearing out the memory card, Common Sense, Corporate Fly Fishing Still Sucks, corporate rock still sucks, dogs, Fishin Dogs, Laser Awesomnality, Ridiculously Brilliant, Why do we make this so complicated?, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on May 29th, 2011 by creeklover
wherein we prompt you to give yr dog a kick in the ass
Posted in All up in it, Bones!, BWTF Seal Of Approval, Cast and Blast, cheap coyote tricks, Dead Animal Meals, Doesn't taste like chicken, dogs, Eat This Jim Harrison, fill that freezer, fun gals, Great White Hunter, Lazy Ass YouTube Posting, something for the smart kids, The Scattergun Chronicles, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on March 21st, 2011 by theeoff the couch, fatass!
80 seconds of WTF to brighten yr day
Posted in Accoutrements Collectibles And Antiquities, art lessons, at least hippies get laid, corporate rock still sucks, Did that really just happen?, Eat This Jim Harrison, fuck you you fucking fucks, Laser Awesomnality, Lazy Ass YouTube Posting, Lucky Hat, not everyone wants to be punk rock, Raunchy Ballads, something for the smart kids, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on February 15th, 2011 by thee
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Ike’s Aim is True
Posted in Ask Izaak, AWWW! It hurts my eyes, boognish, BWTF Seal Of Approval, Doesn't taste like chicken, Photoshoppery, Redefining "Professional", Science!, something for the smart kids, swag, Tunes, Utterly Ridiculous, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on January 21st, 2011 by WookNew for sale at Buster’s Swagge Shoppe, it’s Ike! On a shirt! If it looks sketchy and amateurish, well spotted! Nothing gets by you!
Arcade Fire is Styx for hipsters: Our favorite fucking records of 2010
Posted in Aboogadaboogada, Absolute Horseshit, admit it -- it sucks, at least hippies get laid, Biscuit Appreciation, Black Sabbath!, Buster's Mustard, BWTF Seal Of Approval, corporate rock still sucks, I'd like to thank Crown Royal, Laser Awesomnality, not even remotely related to fly fishing, not everyone wants to be punk rock, Raunchy Ballads, Revelry, something for the smart kids, soul, stuff fly fishermen love, Tunes, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on January 5th, 2011 by thee
Thee’s Picks
Ted Leo and the Pharmacists — Brutalist Bricks
Seems like every other Ted Leo record is a flat out classic. This is that record. Straight ahead, literate, spikey punk n’ pop with lotsa charm.
Pantha Du Prince – Black Noise
Super chilled, blissed out kinda barely there electro squibs n’ blips. It’s hard to find an electronic record that won’t bug the shit out of you after two listens. Black Noise has never bugged me. Not even once.
Scout Niblett — The Calcination of Scout Niblett
Scout Niblett kicks so much ass it’s not even funny.
Alasdair Roberts and Friends — Too Long In This Condition
Another trip the middle ages where plauge abounds, there’s nothing to eat and the king wants to put your head on a pike. Good times.
Grinderman — II
Makes me yearn for the Birthday Party, but I’ll take a spasmodic Warren Ellis and a yowling Nick Cave over Arcade Fire any goddam day.
Otis Gibbs — Joe Hill’s Ashes
Good pissed off political folk punk. Imagine if Billy Bragg was born a shit-kickin’ good old boy.
Will Oldham and the Cairo Gang–I don’t care what anyone says,Will Oldham is not turning into the Eagles.
Bacon’s apparently still stuck in 2009 Picks
Pelican — What We All Come to Need
Chill metal and no lyrics. Badass for solo fly swinging sessions on the iPod and way better than listening to jetboats ferry Dudes around all day.
Bill Callahan — Sometimes I Wish I Were an Eagle
Skeena 2010 soundtrack, powerdrive north to see some old friends, eighteen cups of Tim Horton’s rotgut coffee eating holes in my ulcer and no-hands pissing in a Houston park and ride’s gravel. Sun was rising over the Bulkely Valley and I was feeling the only kinda religion that matters. The tune ‘Faith/Void’ kills it: ‘It’s time/to put God away.’
Atmosphere — Blood Makes the Blade Holy
Sluggo proves he can still rock the wordwork and bring it back to the Lucy Ford days.
The Moth Podcasts Dunno if this qualifies as a record, but the stories are hilarious, often tough or uncomfortable and real. I do a lot of driving to rivers. I can’t stand pundit radio, right or left. And if I gotta hear NPR’s Click and Clack EVER again…NOTE: Sadly, The Drive-By Truckers’ The Big To-Do didn’t make this and a podcast did. A fucking podcast. Pretty much because The Big To-Do was weak-ass and proved Patterson Hood’s ego never shoulda fired Jason Isbell. We suffered through Brighter Than Creation’s Dark in the hopes TBTD would show promise, but well, I’m calling it: R.I.P DBT.
Creek’s Softer Side of 2010 Pick
Cotton Jones
Tall Hours in the Glowstream has been getting all kinds of attention from me the last few months and is clearly my pick of 2010. Call it Cosmic Country. Call it indie folk. I just call it good. The album is based on the river that flows through the band’s hometown. River music, indeed.
Wook’s Picks
The New Mastersounds – Ten Years On
More badass Brit funk and soul. Reworked Grace Potter’s already great “Nothing But the Water,” got Grace to sing it, and made it even better. Catch them if you can, but wear your greezy pants.
OK Go – Of the Blue Colour of the Sky
Geek pop was never so much fun. Well, since TMBG. Whatever. Highlight: “WTF?”
John Butler Trio – April Uprising
Pissed off legions of neo-hippie fans by producing 15 tightly-written songs, mostly under 5 minutes long, while still showcasing some tasty guitar stuffis. “One Way Road” is one damn well-crafted tune.
Jimi Hendrix – Valleys of Neptune
I hesitated, having been repeatedly bummed by the flood of Weekend At Jimi’s-style posthumous releases, but this ain’t them. This includes the final throes of the Experience, following Electric Ladyland. It’s nothing shiny and new, but it’s got the voodoo stank, and I don’t imagine there’s much of that left lying around.
Cee Lo Green – The Lady Killer
Gnarls Barkling Cee Lo gets a nod just for “Fuck You,” which rightly got a lot of attention. Way beyond a novelty song, it’s HQ Motown with about the best hook ever, and good luck getting it out of your head. Huge props for the video production too. I need me some backup singers.
Now aint that some shit?
Salty’s Picks
I’m feeling pretty pedestrian after reading the above picks. I’ll easily second Wook’s OK Go and Cee Lo selections. Other stand outs for me this year were Vampire Weekend’s Contra (best tracks IMHO are Giving Up the Gun, Diplomat’s Son and Giant).
California, or at least a certain idealization of California, seems to loom large in my picks this year. Neo-surf rock from Wavves went into heavy rotation and Best Coast sounds a bit like Neko Case moved to Hermosa Beach and got a tan.
Albums not released in 2010 but that I discovered this year include Richard Hawley’s Lady’s Bridge, found via the trailer for Exit Through the Gift Shop, and Canadian roots music from Stan Rogers and The Beaton Family of Mabou.
Speaking of retro soul, hard to miss JC Brooks and the Uptown Sound’s cover of Wilco’s “I Am Trying to Break Your Heart”
Then again, I’m probably just losing my edge.
Yules, Fools!
Posted in Ask Izaak, Fly Candy, happy holidays, Revelry, snowed in, yet another excuse fer drinkin', You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on December 24th, 2010 by WookHard to believe, we know, but it’s time once again for The Hideous Jabbering Head of Izaak Walton’s Very Hairy Holiday Revue Special Thing! Ike likes to open with a song.
Oh the gallant Fishers life,
It is the best of any,
’Tis full of pleasure, void of strife,
And ’tis belov’d of many:
Other joyes
are but toyes,
and I hope I get the one with Kunge Fu Grippe!
In the Black Forest they celebrate by getting shitfaced, setting fire to 800-lb straw-packed oak wheels, rolling them down mountainsides into sleepy villages and making bets on the fates of the panicked peasantry as they flee in terror. Here comes a Merry Christmas! Who’s dreaming of sugarplums NOW, proles?! And though I can’t think of anything more perfectly German, I must say that they’ve at least got a handle on merrymaking. I mean, c’mon, who doesn’t want to try this? Like, right now, let’s go.
A festive holiday story from a while back that I like to share at this merry time of year. I grant you The Power of Lutefisk!
Not a lot of people know this, but the Hideous Jabbering Head of Izaak Walton loves Elvis.
And finally, Brother Glista’s done it again. Behold this year’s holiday fly candy, fever-dream fresh from the festive frankenlab:
Be safe, scamps! Now go make some merry!
Anticipation.
Posted in All up in it, can't make this shit up, clearing out the memory card, Flotsam, gotta be a place for this, I Got Yer Hotspot Right Here, Know from where your dinner comes, Maybe you had to be there, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on December 20th, 2010 by Smithhammer
Maybe an explanation is on order, but well, fuggit.
For a fee, I’m happy to be your back door man, hey…..
Posted in Buster Saving You Money Everyday, Capr!, clearing out the memory card, Corporate Fly Fishing Still Sucks, Ditch Fishing, Fish Local, the other brown water, You Won't Find This Shit On The Fly Fishing Rabbi on September 13th, 2010 by SmithhammerIf there’s a better carpin’ anthem, I’m not sure what it is:
