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So I went to the local show down in Wells tonight. Crammed into a small Bungalow 100 or so people rocked out to four bands, and one suprise band. Eyes Like Stars opened. Their set was.. sub-par to say the least, only because they didn't really have entire songs written. With a little more time I'm sure they would have cranked out a decent set. My Letter played a super APE set. I moshed the shit until this huge dude kick-punched me like 5 times in the face (ps I'm not exaggerating here, Chris Brook can back me up). Turns out this dude was the infamous XMOSHACHUSETTSX who threatened Ben at the hardcore show in Biddo. Then I took a break. Next came the Alternate Ending, who would have gotten a total A++ from me if the mic had been turned up a little higher than 0, and the guitarist didn't break a string on two seperate occasions. You can't help those things though. I did a little moshing during Alternate Ending, but the lead singer had long funny dread locks and I kept having to stop and laugh. I wasn't laughing at him, though, I was laughing with him. Last up was Death Among Thieves, who's members I know fairly well. Other than the lead singer. That dude looked pretty sketchy. But before DAT rocked out, a very special performance took place. None other than the super cool, totally amazing, improv shit band FETUS BOMB stormed the stage!! Oh SHIT!! FETUS BOMB! Fetus Bomb totally sucked because one of it's members was obscenly stoned (guess which one) and we couldn't follow along with him. And the fact that we improv'd everything destined it to failure. Oh well, whatever. The Bomb will was, is, and will always be a way for us to screw around and have fun. And it was fun. I don't fucking care if the power pop girls in the front row who spent the evening swooning over Hayes liked it or not. Douchebags. Anyways, Death Among Thieves was so super crazy I almost shit myself. I didn't mosh the shit because, well, I was all moshed out and I was too busy keeping an eye on Timmy because he was going destructo mega bot crazy and jumping off shit and he almost hit his head on a beam. You're so crazy Timmy. I actually counted the times that Hayes flipped off the crowd and the grand total came to 327. Nice job Hayes, you're the man. I wish I could have stayed for the end of their set, but Trak was complaining about coffee and blah blah blah blah blah whatever. We left, met up with some crazy girls at Irving, Matt jumped in their car, Zack and Trak stole Matt's car, and CB and I joined them for a super silly wild goose chase scavenger hunt around Wells. Then I dropped Zack off at home (because his car died and is in the Big Daddys parking lot if anyone wants to try to fix it), and then I took the scenic route way home, which did turn out to be very scenic even though it was dark out and my windshield is too dirty to see anything through anyway. My throat is sore because I have this not so sweet cold and I did a death metal growl for the first time in like 16 months tonight. I'm going to sleep. Good night. MOSHACHUSETTS 4 EVER!!! HE IS TOUGHER THAN U!! (it even said so on the sign he made and posted on the wall). PS. Moshachusetts' kick punches to the face didn't even hurt. Or leave bruises. Not very Moshachusetts of him.