My Weekend...
Well friday i got off work and traveled out to hubbard to do merch for my good friend metal mike and his band Oreon. That went well, saw some people from the cellar show were i also did merch. it was a good time, and it turns out i get to do it all again in cleveland on the 31st. So everyone come to peabody's on october 31st, and around 10 you get to see the mighty oreon rock your socks off!! (and talk to the coolest merch guy EVER...me) after the show I drove to pittsburgh and walked around in a walmart til d.brasco got back from the bleeding through show in erie. let me tell you...people look at kids in black zipup hoodies walking around at 1am listening to letter kills on headphones turned up way to loud very strange...but fuck them...they just are pissed cause they aren't rockin out to such a sweet band...after donnie got there we headed back to bobby mo uni and sat around eating pizza and bullshitting.
saturday we woke up and lounged a little...went over to burger king and giant eagle...only for me to find out that stores/gas stations/drivethrus don't sell beer in PA. you have to goto a beer distributor...fuckin weird...we got all ready and left for the Nintendo Fusion tour featuring the godlike welsh boys of thelostprophets (also featuring my chemical romance, story of the year, and anberlin). during MCR there was this asshole who was buckin kids in the pit and knockin them around and thinking he was hot shit...well he speared some kid, grabbed him and slammed him to the ground...ofcourse the kids that were right there just looked and did nothing so i ran over...grabbed the fuckass by his hoodie and literally threw him across the pit..from what donnie told me while i was helping the poor kid up the jackass got up like he was gonna do something, saw how big i was and got scared...which i think is funny...and then his friend started to run at me while my back was tunred and saw my size, trying to slam on the breaks and just kinda pushing me...they tried to act hard and i just gave them the finger and they left me the fuck alone...i guess later they were doing it again and some kid knocked the 'tough guy' out...and he stopped being a prick...
now onto the real show...
before the prophets went on i ran over to the side of the stage and mike saw me and saluted me, i laughed, and waved him over...he asked how i was doing and such...i asked if they would possibly play Handsome Life of Swing, and he laughed and said since they only have 40 mins they don't play that one...but next time around they would...went back to the floor and enjoyed the show...it was fuckin sweet...though i thought it was weird they didn't even play FSOP. the only thing they played off FSOP was Shinobi (ofcourse)...the set was short...well 40 mins isn't too short, but for a band like the fuckin prophets its far to short...after the set i sat down and took a much needed breather...i had on 2 shirts and a hoodie...all 3 of which were soaked with sweat...SOTY was alright...just like ever other time I have seen them...kicks...rolls...jumps...blah...
after the show we went out to promote and got a shit load of pics...67 total, and we went light...after the crowds were gone i was talking to donnie and 2 other kids and i noticed Ian (prophets singer) was standing a couple feet away...went over and said hello...he turned and started like a conversation with me...asked how i had been as of late...and what i had been up to...and all that sutff...told him how the 5th was my birthday and i was hoping for all of us to go have a beer or something along those lines...he said after the stage crew loaded up the semi they were taking off, and said sorry and actually looked like he felt bad...but he gave me a hug and was like happy birthday though...we were talking about some other shit and it was just like i was talking to someone i see everyday...they all truely remember me and know me...and it is amazing...i asked if there was an easier way to get in touch with them for guestlist shit cause george (their tour manager) never answers his phone or calls me back to let me know yea or nay...so he gives me his personal email address...he tells me it goes right to his phone and to just let him know a day or two before the show and i'd be on...any show they play...i am in...fuckin amazing...then some damn groupie girls came over and i let him do his thing...he laughed at the comments i was making...it was a good laugh at the expense of some really ditzy bias...i was talking to donnie and ian tapped me on the shoulder and was like alright man i am heading to the bus and i think we are leavin real soon...so i go to shake his hand and he gave me another hug...and i don't wanna come off like a fag or anything...but i am in love with this band...all the guys (and their techs and crew) are the coolest motherfuckers i have met in the industry...and it was just so awesome to be someone i have always wanted to be...where a band this big actually knows me...talks to me...like donnie said..what me and the prophets are is the best someone can be with a band since you don't see them everyday and such...and it made me feel real good about myself...and my first real moment where i had a run in with a band while they were playing was in Toledo on the off-ozzfest date 3 years ago...it was the used, apex theory, thelostprophets, and chevelle...i talked to ian before the show and he told me they were opening with Handsome Life of Swing...and i was upfront the whole show...and during one of the songs Ian comes over...kneels down in front of me...holds the mic to my mouth...lets me sing...and like brushes my hair around with his hand...and yea that may be kinda weird to some of you fucks...but not me...it was amazing...and one of the best memories in my head...and i told him about it while talking to him sat night and he laughed...and it rocked...
went back to booby mo uni and ate pizza and just bullshitted really...nothing was going on...i did get some girls number at the show that wanted me to come over to her house for some bonfire...and the girl was pretty cute...but her friend )that was gonna be for good ol' donnie) seemed to have a boyfriend...and he was gonna be there...and i didn't wanna have donnie be all like...dicked over...so we passed...went to bed and got some sleep on that shite couch...
woke up sunday and watch the first 3 quarters of the browns game...came home...did nothing...fixed up all the pics i got sat night...and sent those to the people that needed them...then i got to talk to mary (this girl from Island who is down at OSU)...she is fucking amazing...it was so cool talking to her...and she is an amazing girl, and a great person...and i am glad we started talking...i think i might make a little trip down there so we can hang out and such...she really fave me some advice and talked about some shit that i haven't had the chance to talk to anyone about...and it was really helpful...
so the outcome of the weekend was awesome...sold a decent amount of merch for oreon...got the gig this sunday...saw the prophets play one hell of a show (though they never play a shite show)...talked to ian for a bit...and got a direct connection to any lostprophets show anywhere...and then there is mary...
josh
ps - speaking of ashlee simpson...check out this link http://x.dirtytrain.com/rico/ashlee.simpsons.big.snl.fuck.up.mpg
i would have loved to see this live...i guess east coast got to see it live, and she just said it was her drummers fault cause he started playing the wrong song...though pieces of me was clearly playing through speakers and vocals started while her mic was in her hands by her waist...
saturday we woke up and lounged a little...went over to burger king and giant eagle...only for me to find out that stores/gas stations/drivethrus don't sell beer in PA. you have to goto a beer distributor...fuckin weird...we got all ready and left for the Nintendo Fusion tour featuring the godlike welsh boys of thelostprophets (also featuring my chemical romance, story of the year, and anberlin). during MCR there was this asshole who was buckin kids in the pit and knockin them around and thinking he was hot shit...well he speared some kid, grabbed him and slammed him to the ground...ofcourse the kids that were right there just looked and did nothing so i ran over...grabbed the fuckass by his hoodie and literally threw him across the pit..from what donnie told me while i was helping the poor kid up the jackass got up like he was gonna do something, saw how big i was and got scared...which i think is funny...and then his friend started to run at me while my back was tunred and saw my size, trying to slam on the breaks and just kinda pushing me...they tried to act hard and i just gave them the finger and they left me the fuck alone...i guess later they were doing it again and some kid knocked the 'tough guy' out...and he stopped being a prick...
now onto the real show...
before the prophets went on i ran over to the side of the stage and mike saw me and saluted me, i laughed, and waved him over...he asked how i was doing and such...i asked if they would possibly play Handsome Life of Swing, and he laughed and said since they only have 40 mins they don't play that one...but next time around they would...went back to the floor and enjoyed the show...it was fuckin sweet...though i thought it was weird they didn't even play FSOP. the only thing they played off FSOP was Shinobi (ofcourse)...the set was short...well 40 mins isn't too short, but for a band like the fuckin prophets its far to short...after the set i sat down and took a much needed breather...i had on 2 shirts and a hoodie...all 3 of which were soaked with sweat...SOTY was alright...just like ever other time I have seen them...kicks...rolls...jumps...blah...
after the show we went out to promote and got a shit load of pics...67 total, and we went light...after the crowds were gone i was talking to donnie and 2 other kids and i noticed Ian (prophets singer) was standing a couple feet away...went over and said hello...he turned and started like a conversation with me...asked how i had been as of late...and what i had been up to...and all that sutff...told him how the 5th was my birthday and i was hoping for all of us to go have a beer or something along those lines...he said after the stage crew loaded up the semi they were taking off, and said sorry and actually looked like he felt bad...but he gave me a hug and was like happy birthday though...we were talking about some other shit and it was just like i was talking to someone i see everyday...they all truely remember me and know me...and it is amazing...i asked if there was an easier way to get in touch with them for guestlist shit cause george (their tour manager) never answers his phone or calls me back to let me know yea or nay...so he gives me his personal email address...he tells me it goes right to his phone and to just let him know a day or two before the show and i'd be on...any show they play...i am in...fuckin amazing...then some damn groupie girls came over and i let him do his thing...he laughed at the comments i was making...it was a good laugh at the expense of some really ditzy bias...i was talking to donnie and ian tapped me on the shoulder and was like alright man i am heading to the bus and i think we are leavin real soon...so i go to shake his hand and he gave me another hug...and i don't wanna come off like a fag or anything...but i am in love with this band...all the guys (and their techs and crew) are the coolest motherfuckers i have met in the industry...and it was just so awesome to be someone i have always wanted to be...where a band this big actually knows me...talks to me...like donnie said..what me and the prophets are is the best someone can be with a band since you don't see them everyday and such...and it made me feel real good about myself...and my first real moment where i had a run in with a band while they were playing was in Toledo on the off-ozzfest date 3 years ago...it was the used, apex theory, thelostprophets, and chevelle...i talked to ian before the show and he told me they were opening with Handsome Life of Swing...and i was upfront the whole show...and during one of the songs Ian comes over...kneels down in front of me...holds the mic to my mouth...lets me sing...and like brushes my hair around with his hand...and yea that may be kinda weird to some of you fucks...but not me...it was amazing...and one of the best memories in my head...and i told him about it while talking to him sat night and he laughed...and it rocked...
went back to booby mo uni and ate pizza and just bullshitted really...nothing was going on...i did get some girls number at the show that wanted me to come over to her house for some bonfire...and the girl was pretty cute...but her friend )that was gonna be for good ol' donnie) seemed to have a boyfriend...and he was gonna be there...and i didn't wanna have donnie be all like...dicked over...so we passed...went to bed and got some sleep on that shite couch...
woke up sunday and watch the first 3 quarters of the browns game...came home...did nothing...fixed up all the pics i got sat night...and sent those to the people that needed them...then i got to talk to mary (this girl from Island who is down at OSU)...she is fucking amazing...it was so cool talking to her...and she is an amazing girl, and a great person...and i am glad we started talking...i think i might make a little trip down there so we can hang out and such...she really fave me some advice and talked about some shit that i haven't had the chance to talk to anyone about...and it was really helpful...
so the outcome of the weekend was awesome...sold a decent amount of merch for oreon...got the gig this sunday...saw the prophets play one hell of a show (though they never play a shite show)...talked to ian for a bit...and got a direct connection to any lostprophets show anywhere...and then there is mary...
josh
ps - speaking of ashlee simpson...check out this link http://x.dirtytrain.com/rico/ashlee.simpsons.big.snl.fuck.up.mpg
i would have loved to see this live...i guess east coast got to see it live, and she just said it was her drummers fault cause he started playing the wrong song...though pieces of me was clearly playing through speakers and vocals started while her mic was in her hands by her waist...