Davy Jones' Locker

Davy Jones' Locker started in the fall of 2005 when three aging pirates decided to sail the high seas together. They made righteous pop punk; they drank copious amounts of grog; they slaughtered the menacing white whale.  Admiral Seafoam was commissioned by the Naval authority to determine a south west passage across this cursed continent.  His ship smashed against the shores of a Mississippi tributary, his crew lost forever, Seafoam continued alone through the desert, trading the last of his supplies to the indigenous tribes for safe passage.  Several peyote trips later, Seafoam had reached his destination and established base camp on the golden shores of San Diego.  He has sent word to his shipmates from voyages past and has since been joined by Commodore Crabapple.  Captain Bilgewater is planning his voyage, and soon this shadowy cabal will resume their nefarious dealings.  They shall write songs to make the whales submit.  They shall win the "hearts and minds" (tm) of natives and settlers.  They shall send word to pirates and outlaws of all levels of degeneracy:  San Diego is now firmly in the grasp of Davy Jones.