Yo, Mr. Bowie, here's your angel dust.
This evening Divorce Records was on the prowl. Sneaking around the topics with stealth, panther-like movements. Productivity and chinese food consumption prevailed tonight. I cruised in on a zip-line about an hour late due to ninja school, I was having trouble with my toe-boots and had much difficulty climbing all those obstacles on my way to Robie Foods. At a meeting to discuss upcoming projects, I actually spoke very very little, and listened to what everyone else had to say.
" 'The Fuck!? "
I hear you, I hear you.
I have lost my voice. This is day three. Hopefully soon I will get to the stage of whiskey-soaked blues singer. Until then I will whisper sweet nothings in your ear.....F'reals, I can barely say a word. I fully realize karaoke tomorrow night will not be the same. Sorry guys, Nazareth will have to wait. Hair Of The Dog? That's what I'm drinking right now. Actually it's more feline than that...Wildcat. Nasty stuff, but cheaper than Alexander Pee or Oldman's. I'm having a lot of difficulty sleeping lately, so I hoped if I got pissy drunk then I will pass out. (My mom would always ask me when I called from Banff "ARE YOU PISSY DRUNK?" Then she would call me a "Bitcheri" which I assume is indo-afro-english for BITCH.
Instead I've been pacing myself and chatting online to Mike Dorton, my internet boyfriend. We met on ICQ in grade eight and its been nothing but romance ever since. We crossed paths a few times in High School but never actually hung out until last year sometime...Come on, punk rock girls just DON'T roll with indie boys.
I have been silently perusing the grant proposal that Chik White put together for MIANS, and it is impressive. In fact, impressive enough that we did get the grant! I haven't left it out of my sight, for fear that if I do MIANS will call and revoke it. Silly huh. Christian said VEGETABILITY tonight and it was funny. Man, I really got nothing, huh.
I am also keeping close to my body the mastered CD-version of our soon-to-be-released split 7" with The Hold. And let me tell you, these guys are fucking ON FIRE. It really is such an honour to be doing a project with these guys, the best hardcore band Halifax has seen in years. And I'm also as happy as I can be with our recording, considering it was done in the summer and I feel I've improved a lot since then. I'm so excited to finally release something on vinyl. This is really a special cameraderie. We talked a little bit about tour, mostly vehicular issues, nothing too solid. I have a shitload of reservations about this, but I also realize that my opinion hardly matters when it all comes down.
Let's see here...also coming up is our split floppy disk with Be Bad:
"One brand new song from each, weighing in at less than 1.44MB combined!"
Our "Fucking Golfer" floppy was a hit on tour, if only for the sake of novelty. Attack Mode and Be Bad are looking to soon record a split cassette, which will fucking blow your mind. Be Bad keep getting better and buzzier. Attack Mode is my definetly one of my favorite bands right now, and I have not seen them play in MONTHS. Last night Gilbert Switzer headed down to Rod/dbn's to record two tracks for the upcoming compilation that Craig Hamlin is releasing, and we had a blast. Uber and I had our pants down in his living room while Derrick recorded the guitar track for "Lizard In a Woman's Skin" our latest non-hit.
I want more and more people to get destroyed by our band. I love it when someone says we suck, it makes me even more determined to shred ears apart.
" 'The Fuck!? "
I hear you, I hear you.
I have lost my voice. This is day three. Hopefully soon I will get to the stage of whiskey-soaked blues singer. Until then I will whisper sweet nothings in your ear.....F'reals, I can barely say a word. I fully realize karaoke tomorrow night will not be the same. Sorry guys, Nazareth will have to wait. Hair Of The Dog? That's what I'm drinking right now. Actually it's more feline than that...Wildcat. Nasty stuff, but cheaper than Alexander Pee or Oldman's. I'm having a lot of difficulty sleeping lately, so I hoped if I got pissy drunk then I will pass out. (My mom would always ask me when I called from Banff "ARE YOU PISSY DRUNK?" Then she would call me a "Bitcheri" which I assume is indo-afro-english for BITCH.
Instead I've been pacing myself and chatting online to Mike Dorton, my internet boyfriend. We met on ICQ in grade eight and its been nothing but romance ever since. We crossed paths a few times in High School but never actually hung out until last year sometime...Come on, punk rock girls just DON'T roll with indie boys.
I have been silently perusing the grant proposal that Chik White put together for MIANS, and it is impressive. In fact, impressive enough that we did get the grant! I haven't left it out of my sight, for fear that if I do MIANS will call and revoke it. Silly huh. Christian said VEGETABILITY tonight and it was funny. Man, I really got nothing, huh.
I am also keeping close to my body the mastered CD-version of our soon-to-be-released split 7" with The Hold. And let me tell you, these guys are fucking ON FIRE. It really is such an honour to be doing a project with these guys, the best hardcore band Halifax has seen in years. And I'm also as happy as I can be with our recording, considering it was done in the summer and I feel I've improved a lot since then. I'm so excited to finally release something on vinyl. This is really a special cameraderie. We talked a little bit about tour, mostly vehicular issues, nothing too solid. I have a shitload of reservations about this, but I also realize that my opinion hardly matters when it all comes down.
Let's see here...also coming up is our split floppy disk with Be Bad:
"One brand new song from each, weighing in at less than 1.44MB combined!"
Our "Fucking Golfer" floppy was a hit on tour, if only for the sake of novelty. Attack Mode and Be Bad are looking to soon record a split cassette, which will fucking blow your mind. Be Bad keep getting better and buzzier. Attack Mode is my definetly one of my favorite bands right now, and I have not seen them play in MONTHS. Last night Gilbert Switzer headed down to Rod/dbn's to record two tracks for the upcoming compilation that Craig Hamlin is releasing, and we had a blast. Uber and I had our pants down in his living room while Derrick recorded the guitar track for "Lizard In a Woman's Skin" our latest non-hit.
I want more and more people to get destroyed by our band. I love it when someone says we suck, it makes me even more determined to shred ears apart.