DEAR MRS RACCOON

we played a show last night. it was in detroit at the old miami, first we got lost getting there. the freeway was closed so we just decided to follow the road that goes along it and that road dead ended and we were fucked so we stopped at a gas station to get directions to I-96 and there was this guy at the pump next to us and he was yelling(like really yelling) at us about jesus and 50 cents and he had a hook for a hand and wore a huge camo jacket, then we finally got there at 930ish and we brought all our gear in and such. then some girl came up to us and told us we had to leave immediatley after we played because we were under 21and the owners were being complete assholes about the whole situation and it was super bullshit. we set up and finally got to meet the sound guy. i wish i had a picture of him, straight out of static x

and he was a huge totally wow cokehead joke and was impossible to work with. finally it is 1200 and the first band goes on, a little folk duo called spanish castles, neat guitar work but horrible vocals, the put most of the audience to sleep. we played next a pretty creepy mellow set that we were really proud of and we video taped it so yay but the sound guy did come through for us after 2 hours before hand of getting shit set up and us laughing at his incompetence. we stayed low and stuck around for a while after we played because fuck them for wanting to kick us out. mawpaw was next, our laptop friends from lansing, they played a pretty rad set kind of lost focus in the end but enjoyable. next was mother whale........this is where all hell broke loose and i think the sound guy taken a little too much of whatever he was on by this time because he absolutely ruined their set. most of the time it was jesse, from mother whale, giving the sound guy the middle finger and yelling profanities and telling him to turn it up, so it would get really really really loud for a little bit and then he would turn it way down. it was bad. they ended there set with a fun harmonica and guitar jam.we had to leave after there set because it was getting really late. we packed up and went to see if we could score any gas money and the girl running the show gave us some bullshit about how they decided to give all the money to the bar and bullshit so we just left. we stopped at another gas station and bought some cookies. they were yummy. and decided to release our set as a sequel to wolf eyes' famous super rare"fuck the old miami" 3 inch, later rereleased on 12inch, it will be called something along the lines of "seriously....fuck the old miami" fun and fuck bars