sunday/monday tardy post...
Soooooo...two day update...or is it three days? Whatever.
I worked from 1:30 to 9:30 on Saturday, and 8:00am to 6:30pm on Saturday. Sunday, though, I didn't work at all...
Instead, I headed out to Mike's and practiced with just Mike and Tom. Screeched the tires pulling into his house, just for dramatic effect. Mike said he heard me pull in, and he was inside watching TV or some crap. Ooops.
Tom was, as the line goes, a "morose mother fucker". He was like sitting on the floor unenthused with everything we were doing...then after he's saying how we have to get T-shirts and all this other jazz. One minute he's like totally bumed out with the music, and the next pumped about merch and whatnot. I don't get it.
Soooo, after some marginally productive practice time, I headed back to town, picked up cousin Joe, then picked up Big Ed, and we motorvated down to the beach and hit up some arcades. Ed is apparently completly elite at "Title Fight", a 20 year old ghetto ass boxing game, and Joe shot some dinosaurs, and I beat Point Blank on the medium dificulty with only 50 cents.
Monday...I went to school on time, hung out with Joe and Mike for a little while, watched some Rammstein DVDage...but the real mind blow was totally unrelated to all this.
Get this...I actually had a conversation with Pete Miller today...and not only was it civil, but he was actually nice to me. I couldn't believe it...I was asking "What happened to the Pete who hated me so much?" the entire time. Insane. He gave me some pretty good advice on college, and encouraged me to study as many forms of music as I could. That, and have fun.
Although that was a pleasant surprise, it was more then offset by a "wonderful" conversatoin I had with Katie. She basicly came and hit me up for cash, as I owe her from a while back. Said she had 7.80 in her bank account or some crap. Well, guess what? I got 18 bucks in mine, and the only way I'm gonna be able to come up with the money you want out of me is to start selling shit, and I'm not going to do that. She said "let's work something out" about 15 times...what do I look like, a car salesman? The whole thing pissed me off, but I finally kinda snapped and told her to fuck off. Good times.
My band's site has been moved: http://flipty.com/leadpipe. easy to remember, exciting to visit. You should all go scope it just too see what some fool had to say about us on ALBS's guestbook. Good times.
Plans for Lead Pipe merch are (kinda) progressing. I think we're going to do a limited run of T-Shirts and finally get around to recording the CD, mostly for posterity. It's good to do, just as an example of my playing for future use, and to document what I've been up to. If we get it done, I'll probably just upload the entire disk for free downloading, and sell the rest for a buck or two or give them away with the shirts.
Whatever. Later.
I worked from 1:30 to 9:30 on Saturday, and 8:00am to 6:30pm on Saturday. Sunday, though, I didn't work at all...
Instead, I headed out to Mike's and practiced with just Mike and Tom. Screeched the tires pulling into his house, just for dramatic effect. Mike said he heard me pull in, and he was inside watching TV or some crap. Ooops.
Tom was, as the line goes, a "morose mother fucker". He was like sitting on the floor unenthused with everything we were doing...then after he's saying how we have to get T-shirts and all this other jazz. One minute he's like totally bumed out with the music, and the next pumped about merch and whatnot. I don't get it.
Soooo, after some marginally productive practice time, I headed back to town, picked up cousin Joe, then picked up Big Ed, and we motorvated down to the beach and hit up some arcades. Ed is apparently completly elite at "Title Fight", a 20 year old ghetto ass boxing game, and Joe shot some dinosaurs, and I beat Point Blank on the medium dificulty with only 50 cents.
Monday...I went to school on time, hung out with Joe and Mike for a little while, watched some Rammstein DVDage...but the real mind blow was totally unrelated to all this.
Get this...I actually had a conversation with Pete Miller today...and not only was it civil, but he was actually nice to me. I couldn't believe it...I was asking "What happened to the Pete who hated me so much?" the entire time. Insane. He gave me some pretty good advice on college, and encouraged me to study as many forms of music as I could. That, and have fun.
Although that was a pleasant surprise, it was more then offset by a "wonderful" conversatoin I had with Katie. She basicly came and hit me up for cash, as I owe her from a while back. Said she had 7.80 in her bank account or some crap. Well, guess what? I got 18 bucks in mine, and the only way I'm gonna be able to come up with the money you want out of me is to start selling shit, and I'm not going to do that. She said "let's work something out" about 15 times...what do I look like, a car salesman? The whole thing pissed me off, but I finally kinda snapped and told her to fuck off. Good times.
My band's site has been moved: http://flipty.com/leadpipe. easy to remember, exciting to visit. You should all go scope it just too see what some fool had to say about us on ALBS's guestbook. Good times.
Plans for Lead Pipe merch are (kinda) progressing. I think we're going to do a limited run of T-Shirts and finally get around to recording the CD, mostly for posterity. It's good to do, just as an example of my playing for future use, and to document what I've been up to. If we get it done, I'll probably just upload the entire disk for free downloading, and sell the rest for a buck or two or give them away with the shirts.
Whatever. Later.