Here is a directory to theapes.com, with access to other material people haven't brought up.
/new/ 401 Unauthorized ** This is the login if someone wants to have fun.
/pipermail/ 200 OK ** I couldn't get this to open
/pics/ 200 OK
/gfx/ 200 OK
/video/ 200 OK
/mailman/ 403 Forbidden
/misc/ 200 OK
/blog/ 200 OK WORTH READING
/list/ 200 OK
/catalog/ 200 OK
/audio/ 200 OK
/cgi-bin/ 403 Forbidden
Also when searching it's https:// directory, found one more /manual/ 403 Forbidden
Here is a link to an article, that I believe should raise some eyebrows.
It seems pretty normal for the most part, except one thing.
So, does this make DIY spaces more difficult or does it just depend?
Some of the best shows we’ve played have been in basements but other times it’s been like a living nightmare. Like, you get to the person’s house and it’s like, two kids on the sofa. And they’re like, “Hey, we can fix you some food.” That happens a lot. But it’s still fun.
Why would a band that has been "touring" since 1999 [according to their websites "diary"]., including Europe in 2002, commit to doing small events, at a private home, for two children? Especially given the type of music they play and the genre of "art" they like to display and joke about.
Lets not forget, they said:
That happens a lot. But it’s still fun.
Mind you this article was written in 2012. The first concert at Comet Ping Pong was in 2006.
Last thing. I would like to point you to, is Ms. Amanda Kleinman's state of mind. Below is a copy from her website blog. Notice the author is MajesticApe.
MONDAY, APRIL 21, 2008: How to Have Fun with Your Favorite Junkie: posted by Majestic Ape at 8:24 AM
How to Have Fun With The Family Junkie
Steal his shit first
Hide the spoons
Switch his brown chewy lump with clustered snake turds
Rat on his dealer
Write on his face with a sharpie when he's nodding
Dip his needles in pee- pee
Put tacks on the bathroom floor just before he vomits
Tell him his poetry sucks
Change the locks and bar the windows, this time for real!
Put him in a straightjacket to induce withdrawl and pump and pump a Tammy Faye Baker sermon through the speakers at full blast.
Im just leaving this out here for people to archive and examine on their own. Maybe new leads will be pulled.
Begun getting certificate errors. Be cautious folks. https://sli.mg/YYQ4c1
Catalog errors are showing login might be apes3.... just saying.
Archive whatever you can folks.
Another excerpt from Ms. Kleinsman's blog.
The rest of the Feb NE tour. This is the end.
posted by Majestic Ape at 5:35 PM
Detroit was a hoot and a holler. We got there around 9:00 pm, just in time for the van to skate across the yard of ice designated as parking lot in the suburban housing subdivision. Inside, we found a middle-aged man with a mass of curls and a button down shirt, frying up about 30 pounds of cat fish for the 20 or so misfits inside. In the library, there was a game of Dungeons and Dragons going on, and several people were watching some kind of net porn. I sat down at a table to collect myself after the tense drive. In front of me, for my reading pleasure, was a copy of The Poor Man’s James Bond. I remembered this book from my college years. It’s something akin to The Anarchist’s Cookbook. The first page was covered with hand-written text. It was titled “The Do it Yourself Home Suicide Kit”. There were precise directions for how to quickly and efficiently cut and bleed yourself to death. A razorblade was taped to the page. I went to the bathroom.
The bathroom was only half complete but not undecorated. A large orange pentagram was painted on the tiled wall above the bathtub.
I was encouraged.