Everyone Bring Fruit!!!
Stupid Fucking Emo kids!!!
I'd like to think they spend more money on records than say...hair dye, tight jeans, black shirts, piercings, tattoos and vegan food!
But I would be horribly wrong.
Aleks, Simon and I played not just the other night at Ding Dong in the city and after the first song of the first of many shit bands...said 'fuck this' and went to karaoke at Charlestons...
Aleks sang Venus and Roy Orbison's Crying, Simon sang Message in a Bottle and we struck up a gut-busting duet of Summer Nights, he as John and I as Olivia.
I sang Cars by Gary Numan, possibly the most effortless song ever, containing hardly any lyrics...bonus!
Anyhoo, we took the stage after sitting through what was another unimaginative, stagnant, three chord vomit and after one song, were heckled mercilessly by the house DJ and his Emo lackies!
We purposefully continued with a few slow, country poppier numbers that spurred another bout of intense heckling...
Aleks shouted off-mic that he wanted a VB bottle to the head...
After some shoving from our mates and a slap on the wrist from the promoter, he was made to apologise, bounding on the stage, not even making eye-contact as he did so.
Heartfelt as his apology was (tones of sarcasm), it was a little disappointing because I was enjoying his negative energy so much! (I asked them to boo and jeer after every song and in defiance they cheered)
Anyhoo, we played our indiest-rockiest song to close and I told everyone they were ignorant cunts and walked off...
Best Minute Major gig yet!
I'd like to think they spend more money on records than say...hair dye, tight jeans, black shirts, piercings, tattoos and vegan food!
But I would be horribly wrong.
Aleks, Simon and I played not just the other night at Ding Dong in the city and after the first song of the first of many shit bands...said 'fuck this' and went to karaoke at Charlestons...
Aleks sang Venus and Roy Orbison's Crying, Simon sang Message in a Bottle and we struck up a gut-busting duet of Summer Nights, he as John and I as Olivia.
I sang Cars by Gary Numan, possibly the most effortless song ever, containing hardly any lyrics...bonus!
Anyhoo, we took the stage after sitting through what was another unimaginative, stagnant, three chord vomit and after one song, were heckled mercilessly by the house DJ and his Emo lackies!
We purposefully continued with a few slow, country poppier numbers that spurred another bout of intense heckling...
Aleks shouted off-mic that he wanted a VB bottle to the head...
After some shoving from our mates and a slap on the wrist from the promoter, he was made to apologise, bounding on the stage, not even making eye-contact as he did so.
Heartfelt as his apology was (tones of sarcasm), it was a little disappointing because I was enjoying his negative energy so much! (I asked them to boo and jeer after every song and in defiance they cheered)
Anyhoo, we played our indiest-rockiest song to close and I told everyone they were ignorant cunts and walked off...
Best Minute Major gig yet!