EXCITEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Newest line-up of "Filthy Dirt Children" performing tomorrow!
God, I haven't performed in...a really long time. And never my own shit! We're playing at the grange on highway 2 outside of Kalispell. We're opening for this local bubblegum punk group(blah) called Twitch. There's so many crappy punk groups in this town that there's a show out there every weekend. We're using another groups (crappy punk-Kelvin) equipment. We're too poor too have much of anything yet. So we'll borrow from rich kid posers. YAY!!! The current line-up is
Joe Lacroix: drums
Josh Willis: guitar/backing vocals
Dick: bass
Duane Roeder: guitar/vocals
I'm so fucking excited! I'll probably puke! YAY!!! Vomit!
Song list being performed follows:
1)Add it up: Great Violent Femmes song. So fun to play.
2)Stay: Duane original. We don't really have any names, so we just call the songs by the first word of the chorus. We'll figure something out later. This song has a really cool guitar riff that runs throughout the verses. I love it. It's so catchy. Gets stuck in your head.
3)Love song: original. Me mocking Josh. Friends are fun!
4)Backwater: Awesome meat puppets song
5)Fuck-up: original. Date-rape song I wrote about an old friend of mine.
6)Needles: One of Josh's. Very folk-rock.
7)Where is my mind: A really cool song by the Pixies.
8)Sell your soul: original. I love the lyrics in this one. I hope someday I'm big enough to have Christian protesters because of this song. That's just a lil' dream of mine.
God this is gonna be fun! We're on stage at 8pm. I hope I don't fuck up. I hope no one else fucks up. I hope I don't puke. I hope someone starts a mosh pit and someone else gets really badly injured and someone stage dives and I don't puke. Oh I also got a tattoo of a Z? in a little box on my left arm.
I wanted to wear makeup, but everyone took a vote and said I couldn't. Bastards.
I'm going to post some lyrics now, just so I have them somewhere. Read them if you want. or just skip it.
Fuck up
"Nice to meet you
Please come in.
We could've worked this out.
We could've but you...
But you had to be a fuck up 2x
but you had to be a pill.
Drink is on the mantle
Special pill flavor.
Show you to the bedroom
Make yourself comfortable
We could've worked this out.
We could've but you...
But you had to be a fuck up
But you had to fuck up
But you'll have a pill.
Good morning sunshine
Get out.
We could've worked this out
We could've but you..."
Sell your soul
"Hey kids, sell your souls for cocaine.
Hey kids sell your souls it's ok.
Smoke your minds out while you can.
Do some crank and we'll
Forget about sleep.4x
Hey kids sell your souls for punk rock
Hey kids sell your souls for more cock
Shoot your friends and smoke some weed.
Mdma will help us
Forget about sleep4x
Hey kids sell your souls. comeonyoulittlemotherfuckers
Hey kids sell your souls. gimmegimmegimme
The ass shaking girl on my tv
She sold her soul just to ride along. She'll
Forget about sleep. 4x"
Cut ( for my old family in vancouver. A lil' campy, but the music makes it sound really pretty and meaningful. I've been playing it while I'm typing.)
"In the past I use to hold on. I let go again.
In the past I use to belong. I moved on again.
By the way, How you getting on? I heard you moved again.
If the past doesn't move on, we'll have to cut again.
So if you ask, I'm alright. I'm stoned again.
And if you ask, I just might try to hold again.
By the way, How's she getting on? I heard she moved again.
If the past doesn't move on, we'll have to cut again.
Love kills, and hate breeds love. I find myself again.
If love feels like giving up, I won't feel again.
By the way how you getting on? I heard you're fucked again.
If the past doesn't move on, we'll have to cut again."
Right. That's all. I'm going to go practice, drink some everclear, practice, throwup, and go to sleep. I'll write about how it went tomorrow or saturday. Wish me luck!
Bye Journal Junkies.
God, I haven't performed in...a really long time. And never my own shit! We're playing at the grange on highway 2 outside of Kalispell. We're opening for this local bubblegum punk group(blah) called Twitch. There's so many crappy punk groups in this town that there's a show out there every weekend. We're using another groups (crappy punk-Kelvin) equipment. We're too poor too have much of anything yet. So we'll borrow from rich kid posers. YAY!!! The current line-up is
Joe Lacroix: drums
Josh Willis: guitar/backing vocals
Dick: bass
Duane Roeder: guitar/vocals
I'm so fucking excited! I'll probably puke! YAY!!! Vomit!
Song list being performed follows:
1)Add it up: Great Violent Femmes song. So fun to play.
2)Stay: Duane original. We don't really have any names, so we just call the songs by the first word of the chorus. We'll figure something out later. This song has a really cool guitar riff that runs throughout the verses. I love it. It's so catchy. Gets stuck in your head.
3)Love song: original. Me mocking Josh. Friends are fun!
4)Backwater: Awesome meat puppets song
5)Fuck-up: original. Date-rape song I wrote about an old friend of mine.
6)Needles: One of Josh's. Very folk-rock.
7)Where is my mind: A really cool song by the Pixies.
8)Sell your soul: original. I love the lyrics in this one. I hope someday I'm big enough to have Christian protesters because of this song. That's just a lil' dream of mine.
God this is gonna be fun! We're on stage at 8pm. I hope I don't fuck up. I hope no one else fucks up. I hope I don't puke. I hope someone starts a mosh pit and someone else gets really badly injured and someone stage dives and I don't puke. Oh I also got a tattoo of a Z? in a little box on my left arm.
I wanted to wear makeup, but everyone took a vote and said I couldn't. Bastards.
I'm going to post some lyrics now, just so I have them somewhere. Read them if you want. or just skip it.
Fuck up
"Nice to meet you
Please come in.
We could've worked this out.
We could've but you...
But you had to be a fuck up 2x
but you had to be a pill.
Drink is on the mantle
Special pill flavor.
Show you to the bedroom
Make yourself comfortable
We could've worked this out.
We could've but you...
But you had to be a fuck up
But you had to fuck up
But you'll have a pill.
Good morning sunshine
Get out.
We could've worked this out
We could've but you..."
Sell your soul
"Hey kids, sell your souls for cocaine.
Hey kids sell your souls it's ok.
Smoke your minds out while you can.
Do some crank and we'll
Forget about sleep.4x
Hey kids sell your souls for punk rock
Hey kids sell your souls for more cock
Shoot your friends and smoke some weed.
Mdma will help us
Forget about sleep4x
Hey kids sell your souls. comeonyoulittlemotherfuckers
Hey kids sell your souls. gimmegimmegimme
The ass shaking girl on my tv
She sold her soul just to ride along. She'll
Forget about sleep. 4x"
Cut ( for my old family in vancouver. A lil' campy, but the music makes it sound really pretty and meaningful. I've been playing it while I'm typing.)
"In the past I use to hold on. I let go again.
In the past I use to belong. I moved on again.
By the way, How you getting on? I heard you moved again.
If the past doesn't move on, we'll have to cut again.
So if you ask, I'm alright. I'm stoned again.
And if you ask, I just might try to hold again.
By the way, How's she getting on? I heard she moved again.
If the past doesn't move on, we'll have to cut again.
Love kills, and hate breeds love. I find myself again.
If love feels like giving up, I won't feel again.
By the way how you getting on? I heard you're fucked again.
If the past doesn't move on, we'll have to cut again."
Right. That's all. I'm going to go practice, drink some everclear, practice, throwup, and go to sleep. I'll write about how it went tomorrow or saturday. Wish me luck!
Bye Journal Junkies.