Rampant Decay in Brooklyn - 3.14.09
Got up around 10:30 am after passing out around 5 am. I wanted to be up and alive for the car ride and be able to get in a good workout since I knew I wouldn't even be able to bring dumbells [other than Skater and Eric] to the show to workout before the set.
The car ride was alright, listened to some good jams. Got to the club and walked around for a while. We got some pizza and I started bugging out with paranoia and nervousness because I knew that nobody would be coming out tonight since the only local band dropped off. Went to the club and continued to freak out silently to myself and think how I was wasting everyone in my band's time and other usual self-loathing, self-doubting funtime Larry shenanigans.
FINALLY someone that works at the club shows up to set up mics and tell the bands what's going on. We play and it's great. I can hear everything and was able to get into it and didn't feel ripped off like I do with some sets. The crowd was 4-5 friends of ours that live in the area and then the other bands on the show. Still it was a good response and I sold three shirts pretty much as soon as we were done.
The Leviathan's Mandible were on next. I know these guys through SMC. From the stuff I'd heard I didn't think it was going to be my sort of thing, but they were really great. Almost like older Carcass with some doomy/sludgey parts. Their singer reminds me a lot of Dave from Composted, a show with those two bands would be funny just for the doppleganger vibe. I don't think they have much merch with them but that's ok because I'm broke anyways.
I missed most of Unmen because Skater offered to get me some beers at this place down the street that sells 32 oz. beers for $3.50. Sorry guys, but I need to forget I'm alive. We go there and I keep thinking I see Matt Doty from Quincy. So weird.
I get back and watch Okosu. It's cool but I'm not into modern death metal I guess. I'm thankful we sold those shirts so I can give Pat and Eric some money for their gas at least and not feel like a total shitheel/failure. I am wasted and yell about Warzone/sing Guns n' Roses the whole way home. Hopefully next time will go better, but I've had it worse.
The car ride was alright, listened to some good jams. Got to the club and walked around for a while. We got some pizza and I started bugging out with paranoia and nervousness because I knew that nobody would be coming out tonight since the only local band dropped off. Went to the club and continued to freak out silently to myself and think how I was wasting everyone in my band's time and other usual self-loathing, self-doubting funtime Larry shenanigans.
FINALLY someone that works at the club shows up to set up mics and tell the bands what's going on. We play and it's great. I can hear everything and was able to get into it and didn't feel ripped off like I do with some sets. The crowd was 4-5 friends of ours that live in the area and then the other bands on the show. Still it was a good response and I sold three shirts pretty much as soon as we were done.
The Leviathan's Mandible were on next. I know these guys through SMC. From the stuff I'd heard I didn't think it was going to be my sort of thing, but they were really great. Almost like older Carcass with some doomy/sludgey parts. Their singer reminds me a lot of Dave from Composted, a show with those two bands would be funny just for the doppleganger vibe. I don't think they have much merch with them but that's ok because I'm broke anyways.
I missed most of Unmen because Skater offered to get me some beers at this place down the street that sells 32 oz. beers for $3.50. Sorry guys, but I need to forget I'm alive. We go there and I keep thinking I see Matt Doty from Quincy. So weird.
I get back and watch Okosu. It's cool but I'm not into modern death metal I guess. I'm thankful we sold those shirts so I can give Pat and Eric some money for their gas at least and not feel like a total shitheel/failure. I am wasted and yell about Warzone/sing Guns n' Roses the whole way home. Hopefully next time will go better, but I've had it worse.