Feb 06, 2004 11:53
I kept falling in and out of sleep in my fucking science class. I guess thats what I get for staying at Rachel's place until 5:30 in the fucking morning. I'm a little bit more awake now, listened to some Cock SParrer, and now I'm listening to Crude S.S. and Damad. I can't wait until after my math class, then maybe I can go home and take a nap. Tee and I were going to get drunkt today but that plan was cancelled.
I think the Vegan Militia wants to hang out today, so I might meet them at Food Not Bombs (thats right, it's ALLLLLLLL gang related). However, Ricky called me earlier this week and left a message on my phone about Salem having it's first critical mass today! Maybe I could go down for that but I'd have to find some gas money and since it just started sprinkling this morning, there might also be wet streets in Salem, which means I can't ride my fuckin' skate!! I definately would not want to drive my mountain bike to fucking ass Salem. Haha, fucking....how fun.
Anyway, there are a shit-ton of shows in the next half of a week. Tommorow there is a show at Below Zero, and some streetpunk and '77 revivalist style bands are playing (I don't have all the exact details). On Sunday Sunday Sunday we have (quoting from flyer(except comments in parantheses)) Free To Die: Fast as fuck cardcore spill your guts (pretty good band, I've seen them like 3 times in the last couple of monts); skinculture: Jazzy instrumental grind to piss on your face (they're alright but needs work); VOID WHERE PROHIBITED: Emo smashing scenster destroying goof ball power violence shit; and coldera: Fast as fuck hardcore from texas with a dude from Bread and Water (sounds exciting!); and a very special guest. The shit hits the fan @ 8pm and "Jeepers! Only $3. On Monday at Below Zero we have Kylesa, From Ashes Rise, Iron Lung, and I forget who else for 6 dollares. Finally, on Wednesday at the Embalming Room we have Skarp; Seattle bash your face grind thrash til your ass prolapse: We Should Die; Duel bass power grind ripping ears off with a sandbelt (Would that actually work?): Order of the Bulture; Brutal ass crust as fuck hardcore boot to the face madness: Skinculture and Void Where Prohibited. "Be there or be lame...4 bucks! @ 8pm".
Man, this city is so bitchin' it's like a pant-shitting spacebag-drinking arson-commiting nail-gun-shot-to-the-dick experience. Not only that but we have the best fucking food not bombs!