email: lysdexia@crackrabbit.com
Blog: http://www.crackrabbit.com/cgi-bin/WhinyBlog/WhinyBlog.py?user=doug
One of the original four people living in BlackfordHouse in 1984. Never invited to be a member of ChorusOfStomas, and is still pretty pissed about it.
Member of DoggLethurAxxe with ScotMangold, GreggHale and JonCurtis.
DoggLethurAxxe had only one official release called ColorUsFamous.
Lived in the DoggHouse in 1987 and 1988 (best that he can remember...). With JonCurtis, AbdulAziz and GregArmstrong.
Did not have sex for the entire time DoggLethurAxxe was together: thereby disproving the myth of the PoontangSoakedRockStar. Hey, Doug! It is not like I did not make every overture to fucking you at 13 East Blackford. You missed all the cues. :0) -Cheryl Damron Bryant Never did anything significant with his life so he ,along with others, have made this website to feel good about thier artistic failures.
Doug is so funny, hyper, & sometimes scatterbrained that you might not realize how smart he is until he off-handedly makes some obscure, Dennis-Miller-worthy reference. Doug is also extremely kind, generous, and patient; qualities this world needs more of. he may initially not have seemed like a fellow weirdo because of his strong resemblance to a Campbell's Soup Kid. hopelessly wholesome.Also, Jack Black stole Doug's entire persona and owes him royalties.
The first time I met Doug was at his apartment out at USI's nonstop party town MASH. He was dangerously hyper, spectacularly wild-eyed and frankly kinda scary. Many years later, I would co-own TheAbyss with his silly ass and everyone would think that we were married. For the record, no matter how many times I tried to get him drunk and take advantage of him, he never gave it up. Our relationship remains unconsummated.
Doug, I can't believe how much time and effort you have put into this thoroughly addictive site, this fantabulous repository of information. It's kinda like being able to attend your own funeral service, or getting free therapy. You are the cleverest man I know and I really miss the old Abyss days, mostly because we were the only ones that always got each others jokes. THANKS for this! It's a blast! --K
After reading this whole site a coupla times I've come to the conclusion that Doug was'nt really drinking all that Buttwiper beer (refilling that can with water?) he simply remembers TOO MUCH and must have been keeping copious notes THE WHOLE TIME- I can see him now, giggling wildly over his notebook and glass of water, scribbling furiously over the evenings ridiculousness like some deranged SouthernIndiana FrankZappa in a room full of passed out punkers.
I knew he was worth hanging out with one night when he called someone a Fuck Stick.
It had been many years since I had last seen Doug. I was helping out in production at Bogart's here in Cincinnati when there came a knock on the back door. A man appeared saying he had a scheduled interview with GWAR. I was like...uh...ok. ...turns out it was none other than Doug. I think we were both in shock to see each other after so long. I think he may be a distant relative of Tesla. Memory longer than a donkey dick and copious amounts of wrinkles in his brain to match his sardonic wit. Helluva guy! - KH
Ahh, yes. This man is a Bona Fide Genius. I'm fond of a particular anecdote involving a comment Doug made from stage at a DLA show at that weird -lost in the middle of kansas - shelter in chandler (right, i've remembered: StevensonStation ). It was at a time when the scene was shifting a bit and there were a lot of very young recruits giving freakdom a weekend test drive. Not quite what you'd call fully-briefed on the likes of wonderfully, cerebrally endowed Doug Shawhan types. While Doug is putting on a show that leaves the kiddies speechless, it seems that he notices that some of the kids just don't get it ... then, in a uniting show of love and understanding, he invites them to "reach into your pants and get some of that phermone laden sweat from your balls and labias, and rub it on your neighbors upper lip ... let's get some primal urges going on in this place!"
Beautiful. Christ, where have those days gone? - MarcChevalier
Addendum: was this the night the power went out during a nasty storm, right in the middle of DLA's set?
If it was that stormy night when the power went out, I remember that things did indeed get pretty primal, with a wicked drum circle and general madness infecting most of the people there. I though we had a pretty trippy lightshow going... until mother nature took control and showed us what lighting is all about. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times... good times indeed. - crabgrass
(See StevensonStation)
Did Doug ever work at Wesselman's in Newburgh?
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Nope. I believe that was BillJohns. I am pretty sure he was fired for mentioning to some F.O.N. -types that one could catch a buzz from ReddiWhip. When one of the young men was found passed out in the cooler with ReddiWhip all over his pants, Bill was fingered for corrupting the little shits (though he had not told them to actually *huff* the ReddiWhip Gasses) and summarily fired. The little shits kept their job, I think.
Ooohhhh, do you remember sweet Douglas from Pike
Who moved down to Blackford with his lover Ike
With loads of sarcasm and humor to spare
But he left his Ritalin back home somewhere.
After playing in half-a-dozen odd rock bands, trying to fit in with Doug's perception of music was oddly liberating, as conventional note and chord wisdom was tossed callously aside, when Doug said, "this chord is Q " marked
I quite agree. Every evening during the month long IndustrialAss tour of Japan, in between spicy asians, Doug and Kristie and Troy patiently tried to teach me how to play the old 'DoGg' standard "Sweet Tater", It has only two chords and is played to a standard thrashers 2/2 time EXCEPT THAT ONE MEASURE buried in there some wheres- and it always moves! Kristie, a student of the Jon Aarstaadt school, had little patience with my arythmnic limitations tho later, in BudaPest (which is actually two cities: Buda and Pest- We were in Pest...) after a close call with Courtney Love ( and I'll let DOUG tell That story...) I actually got it right, I swear. But then he changed it and>>> Redacted: some offtopic love. Content moved to: http://crackrabbit.com/forum/index.php?SAAction=CwVSWf%2B%2F3Qee0yThTOZuhC3ZPanKbBarI3Miclbmh2A%3D
So.......Your the one responsible for all of this hoopla! Its so cool how everone is coming together. Kumbaya...my Lord..... Kumbaya....anyway, I just wanted to tell you I found this really funny tape of you rockn' out with your guitar or maybe it was my guitar....I don't know and singing a song about whitetrash. I wish I could go to the reunion show to let you hear it but I'll try to get in touch with you next time I am in town. It'd be kinda fun to see you. and by the way thanks for loving me when it was punk to hate me. -Franceska
Doug - one of those people that make me think "Is it because we're so different or so alike?". Even after reading some posts (see "DeadHeads" et al.), still wondering....how bizarre. Well, thanks to you I have spent all durn day on this site when I have finals next week! What the heck - med skool is eezy! Thanks for it all, Dougules. Doncha miss 'tye-dye' Dave just a little? Say "Hi" to all the freaks. Smoochies.
I do wish I had "Tye Dye Dave's" cool old schwinn. 
