| I'll be in town |
[Jun. 4th, 2007|12:55 pm] |
My band played a show on saturday night, it was very sucessfully musically. We sounded tight, and career-wise it was probably the best thing ever. We befriended the guy that works backstage and he was very happy to hear a band play two Operation Ivy covers. We talked a while, shooting the shit about ska bands and the current state of music scenes across America (it's very cliquey). He mentioned a much bigger ska show at the end of June that still needs bands, one that people would actually show up for. We had about 10 people for an audience. I've played last minute pool-side shows with bigger crowds, and we were the only band playing for this last minute show, kinda pathetic that the venue couldn't keep people around for the whole show. Oh, and our lead singer got introduced to the owner of the club that offered him a possible job working the sound board, and I dunno how the rest of the conversation between the two of them went, but it seems promising.
We cracked a joke onstage about how all the teenyboppers showed up for the crappy high school ska band playing earlier in the evening that covered "The Impression That I Get" (WHICH IS A CARDINAL SIN, BTW) where the guitarist couldn't even play the intro or verses correctly. Then all the children just left because their parents didn't want to stick around. They paid ten bucks to see one band, and it was a crappy band. "I guess curfew's kinda early when you're fourteen" *ba-dum-tis*
The closing act, the frontier brothers were amazing, a definite Buggles throwback. There was another band that played earlier called Cinna the Poet. Cinna the Poet played the kind of music I hear in my dreams and wish I could play in a band with. Unusual irish-punk-ska-psychobilly-funk with a turntablist and a bassist that was really awesome playing reasonably complicated lines while still jumping around alot. The singer was amazing, reminding me of the emotion of Ted Leo with the vibe of the guy from flogging molly, and he put on a good show with his flailing about like a madman. http://www.myspace.com/cinnathepoet05
Bone316, I'll be in VA/MD/DC on June 15th, 16th, 17th with my girlfriend. I didn't want to post it in your livejournal because I didn't want to disrupt your story contest (doing that might hurt my chances of winning). So we should call each other and work out plans, mofo. |
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| dad's furn pr0n collection |
[Mar. 20th, 2007|10:35 pm] |
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| |  artistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Five Iron Frenzy - On Distant Shores | ] |
I use my parent's computer, minding my own business, and check the My Documents/My Pictures. This is what I see:
SERIOUSLY, HE IS MY FATHER AND I DO NOT WISH TO THINK HIM A PERVERT BUT HE MAKES IT SO HARD SOMETIMES. UNLESS IT'S MY MOM'S IN WHICH CASE I THINK I WILL DRINK A BOTTLE OF DRANO TO EASE THE PAIN. |
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| St. Patty's day 2007 |
[Mar. 19th, 2007|03:40 am] |
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| |  drained | ] |
So I seemed to be one of the few people that actually cared to drink guinness at the pub in Baltimore last night. On Saint Patty's day? Apparently. There were way too many dumb frat boys and sorority sluts that drank crappy american beer while screaming excitedly at each other way too goddamn much. I assumed the screams were their mating calls. Mine is a lot more suave, something like: "nice shoes" or something. I wouldn't have to add: "wanna fuck?" to the end of the statement, because I'm just so suave that the person with nice shoes simply knows what's going on the moment I make eye contact with them.
I went with a group of 4 other people, and we hardly were loud enough to bother people around us. Probably our amazingly subtle mating calls that worked oh so well. You know, the ones that don't involve screaming. Perhaps I need to find less sensible people to hang out with next year to fit in better with the rest of the pub, but only if I can find a redhead for the new group of people I hang out with next year. I think I will make it a plan to always spend st patty's day with at least one redhead.
Possibly two, two hot female redheads. There will be a video posted on my flikr account of this outing, my account will then be deleted and I will have to resort to using bit torrent to share my video of a wonderful evening with the two of them! I'd screen to make sure they're really flexible so they have a leg up on the night's activities! It'd be the best game of twister ever. They'd be so good, they could probably put each limb in awkward positions yet still remaining perfectly balanced despite me falling very soon into the game. I'd be eliminated early, but they would probably be able to go for quite a while before they called a draw out of boredom.
We'd then all laugh, and then play some Monopoly, probably. After I lose for being so bad with money, we'd hail a cab and go to the internet cafe and play Counterstrike until the sun came up. We'd drink bawls to accomplish this, and order pizza. It'd be a very cool, nearly platonic St. Patty's day, like the one I spent with my grandmother when I was eight years of age.
As for me not being on lj, I've been a crappy myspace addict for the past year or two, which made me lose touch with my *3* readers on lj. The number will probably be *0* by now (I do not know why I felt to use asterisks to emphasize my numbers I have estimated.) Is it also very possible I lost intrest in lj for a while because I had 3 people? Anyhow, I'll just keep this account open for now and maybe stuff will happen to make this site more intresting, we'll see. Maybe I need to get on facebook and further feed my 'crappy internet social life' addiction.
I have rediscovered some old friends that were quite enjoyable to have around.
That is all, thank you for reading. |
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| whoring out my band |
[Mar. 7th, 2005|03:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  chipper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Super Furry Animals | ] |
the Toothpaste Rebellion plays a show next week!
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| homestarrunner using microchips in my thumbs |
[Feb. 20th, 2005|10:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Downloading 4 Pietasters Albums | ] |
Fuck Homestarrunner for stealing a flexible gag that I worked hard on:
I noticed that Gatorade flavors had fascinating names: "Mountain Rush" "Artic Explosion" etc. etc.
It was then that I noticed my Old Spice had a similar themed-name. It turns out that deodorant does NOT taste like any Gatorade I've had before. As it turns out, I see this pussy bitch 'King Of Town' munching on deodorant because their names sounded good. It didn't have the gatorade tie in, but I know.
http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail124.html
(i was going to post a screen shot, but i figured i'd end up getting my account revoked for copyrights, those homestarrunner guys don't play around... unless i'm just being paranoid")
Fucking microchips in my thumbs reading my mind taking my GODDAMN MATERIAL |
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| Holy Mackerel! |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|07:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  crappy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Video Killed The Radio Star... eaow-eh! eaow-eh! | ] |
No jokes this time, I'll make it up to my *3* readers next time.
Holy mackerel, indeed. |
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| No, you don't say! |
[Jan. 31st, 2005|05:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  disappointed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | High School Football Heroes | ] |
It seems drunken sex was not a good way to start a relationship. She wanted to call it off after a week. Who could blame her?
I got more seaweed, that's good, although its really cheap stuff, it doesn't taste as good as the stuff I usually snack on.
Now I give you, canadian hotties:
I saw this among the list, I'm guessing she just needs some attention:
God, I love the internet,
although my pictures aren't much to look at either. |
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| This weekend was fun (warning, alot of photos) |
[Jan. 25th, 2005|06:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | sick | ] |
The weekend was a blast! I ate fine dining:
 
I fell in love with vespas over the weekend! It was GREAT!
This guy blows:
This guy rules!:
And I want to steal this man's woman from him!
When I say "I wish to steal" I am actually referring to women as property!
Then, I used my arms as wings, and flew! I flew around with this guy
We went around and healed the sick, cleansed the lepers and raised the dead! Smashing!
So then I asked the man where he got his wonderful suit! He told me all about his wonderful personal tailor that he had hired expressly for his ministry. He then told me how welthy Jesus was, citing that when Jesus had died, people fought over his clothing because it was made of fine material. I then asked him, if Jesus had so much money, why did he always send his diciples out to scavenge for food like beggars or homeless people?
Benny Hinn's face turned red, and I tell ya, he just about lost it! It was amazing! He then referred me to Billy Graham, because Billy actually talks to normal people!
I asked him why people suffer in the world, and I asked him to answer the question without referring to a 'wonderful heaven where it'll all be great'. He fumbled the words a little bit, I know i took out a valuable part of his well thought-out answer (hey, you know, he gets asked this alot), but he then began:
"There are no easy answers to the question of the purpose of suffering and evil. The tendency is to blame God for these conditions, but He did not create them. They came as a result of man's disobedience to God, beginning back in the Garden of Eden... ...Often suffering and adversity are brought about by disregard of God's will or by the direct efforts of Satan or by natural disasters in a physical world which is also affected by man's sin and the resulting judgment." (italics mine)
"Wow!" I said, "so the Tsunami crisis, is in fact, their fault? So what about the people that don't sin? Normal, nice upstanding christians like yourself?"
He drew a breath, and stated: "God never asks us to understand; we need only trust Him in the same way that we expect our earthly children to trust our love. Peace comes when we realize we are able to see only a few threads in the great tapestry of life and of God's plan."
So then, I figured he was either copping out, or just taking his first belief for granted (An infinite God that exists). Either way, it really wasn't that great, but I couldn't get a straight answer out of him otherwise!
So then I flew off, and went to starbucks, because, hey! Since it was the weekend, there was a musical guest playing!
They were really great! The music was a blast, and I think the cute girl behind the counter gave me a smile because she liked me!
Of course, then it was snowing! So I went out with my sled
And had great fun by the King street Masonic temple! Great times!
By then it was getting dark, so I woke up, and it was! It was all a dream! I had slept the whole night and day! I then ate another meal and went promptly to bed after such a busy day! |
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| My first entry |
[Jan. 18th, 2005|08:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | depressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Coventry Automatics - Blank Expression | ] |
I joined the myspace (http://www.myspace.com/brenly) a little while ago, but everyone important was on a livejournal,
so I figured I'd give this community a shot |
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