So Jeff from Invalid calls me today..
He wanted to see if I wanted to go to the bowling alley tonight with him and his g/f Jess to hang out, but during the conversation..
* He's going into a career thingo, starting an apprenticeship so he can start his life off, just like I tried telling them that is what *I* am doing.
* As a result, he doesn't really care too much about the band because they rarely play. He's seriously about to call it quits.
* They rarely play because Matt quit his job at Ashley's to practice earlier, now he lives with his mother in Kenosha and drives an Ice Cream truck with his dad for a job.
* Jeff wants Matt out of the band again because he's a stupid fucking idiot.
* Craig is an even worse musician than before. Jason apparently keeps writing songs, but Craig cant comprehend them. "If you were still with us, we'd have an entirely new album by now."
* I'm laughing because it serves them fuckers right for doing what they did to me. Now they're all following suit naturally by themselves because my GOD man, could it be that what I was telling them I'm doing now is .. ... SENSIBLE?!
*eyeroll* Anyways, the band is basically two steps from finished. Angie is going to have to find a SECOND job because Jason wont remove some of his piercings to get hired for a first job. Oh!
* Since they're getting a shitload of downloads on audiostreet.net, Matt thinks they're going to be signed!!!!11 Because they're beating some other band (who knows which one, I dont really care, It's MATT after all), and that means they'll get attention!
Y'know. I kinda almost feel sorry for them. They have that show with Reel Big Fish on the 29th. If I really did feel sorry for them, I might offer my services for a price added on top of what they already owe me.
* Matt swindled Craig into buying just the 4x12 Marshall Cabinet from him, very used, for $1000. What a tool. So now Matt has money! I'd better get his number and demand my shit before I have to give him that legal document stating I'ma sue his ass for it unless he gives up his dead presidents. I've been more than effing patient with his lanky fat neck.
People are dumb.
* He's going into a career thingo, starting an apprenticeship so he can start his life off, just like I tried telling them that is what *I* am doing.
* As a result, he doesn't really care too much about the band because they rarely play. He's seriously about to call it quits.
* They rarely play because Matt quit his job at Ashley's to practice earlier, now he lives with his mother in Kenosha and drives an Ice Cream truck with his dad for a job.
* Jeff wants Matt out of the band again because he's a stupid fucking idiot.
* Craig is an even worse musician than before. Jason apparently keeps writing songs, but Craig cant comprehend them. "If you were still with us, we'd have an entirely new album by now."
* I'm laughing because it serves them fuckers right for doing what they did to me. Now they're all following suit naturally by themselves because my GOD man, could it be that what I was telling them I'm doing now is .. ... SENSIBLE?!
*eyeroll* Anyways, the band is basically two steps from finished. Angie is going to have to find a SECOND job because Jason wont remove some of his piercings to get hired for a first job. Oh!
* Since they're getting a shitload of downloads on audiostreet.net, Matt thinks they're going to be signed!!!!11 Because they're beating some other band (who knows which one, I dont really care, It's MATT after all), and that means they'll get attention!
Y'know. I kinda almost feel sorry for them. They have that show with Reel Big Fish on the 29th. If I really did feel sorry for them, I might offer my services for a price added on top of what they already owe me.
* Matt swindled Craig into buying just the 4x12 Marshall Cabinet from him, very used, for $1000. What a tool. So now Matt has money! I'd better get his number and demand my shit before I have to give him that legal document stating I'ma sue his ass for it unless he gives up his dead presidents. I've been more than effing patient with his lanky fat neck.
People are dumb.