its over!!!
this weekend i mean.
thursday as ive already said i was kicked out of my jazz group.
friday i was riding my bike around and i opened my mouth. pain shot from my jaw right up into my ear. i cant close my teeth all the way. eating is not fun. it is getting better tho.
friday we played at the daac for a few people at it was very awkward because not only did we play a pretty mediocre set but i felt totally outofplaceplaying our music at a poppyindieshow.
friday we made the final decision to cancel our tour. we had no car. and levi was talking of backing out and then we werent able to rent. i should be in cincinnati today. happily we are still playing a few shows. and we have some rad rad rad cdr's housed in handpained lp sleeves for sale. limited to 15. $8. email me or reply if you would like one!
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the backs make me happier. we still have 4 copies of our cassette the dapper synchophage too. $5.
saturday was a sad morning. then semi happy. we decided to go to chicago to play our show. supposed to start at 11. we didnt leave until 8. it felt very strange leaving that late. we arrived. got to the general location. it was gross. prostitutes roaming the empty streets creepy warehouses. i call the guy who set it up because we couldnt find the place. he tells me not to worry about it because the venue called and canceled. he would call us right back. we parked. we laughed screamed laughed frustrated shocked laughed got pissed and the phone rang. a new venue was secure. we left for it happy! another call. the old venue was going to be used. ugh. we went back. found the place. it is a creepy warehouse turned living space that really looked like a squat but way to nice for it. actually pretty rad. it was 1230. the first guy went on finally. mykel boyd. very impressive sounds. 100. we play. hot hot hot. good set. we wait. finally 230 deathroes goes on. plays for half an hour. total psychiness. darkness and strobes and a fog so think i couldnt see three inches in front of me and way too many people squeezing my ass. i felt like this guy:
it was 300. we leave. we get lost trying to find the highway. its 400/500 gr time. we finally are on our way home. i drive two hours then start falling asleep at the wheel. very scared i wake up brandon to drive and go asleep. im home at 800.
sunday after getting home and sleeping for a few hours i plug my gear in to play a little bit. i plug into our 120 watt ampeg bass amp and put a signal through. no sound. i go look at it. all the levels are nice and friendly. i hear a snap crackle and pop. smoke. its done for. turn it off. let the smoke settle and turn it back on. just a hum. fucked.
sunday i go sleep.
monday i sleep and do lawn work. then sleep. all nighters kill me.
here is to this week being the best fucking week ever.