Trip...oh what a trip.
Alright, so St. Hyacinthe is full of Zombies. If you go to that town, please make sure not to ask anyone for directions in either english or french, because most of the people there only speak in groans. Also, when in St. Hyacinthe, make sure to change the name Laurier street to desaulle, then change it back when going from east to west, because it really fucking helps when you're lost. Also, DO NOT have promoters over the age of 15, because they tend to give you the right venue adress and remember to pay you for the show you just played, and we can't have that, because organization is the enemy of hardcore. Also, put some bigger bands on the bill and don't promote it, and have booked on the show and hope we don't show up, we like that, because it's not a complete fucking waste of our time.
The show was actually pretty descent, but not for that long a drive... not at all. The weather was gorgeous however, and Keith and Mike couldn't have been better company. They like to party, but can honestly be two of the nicest dudes. Quebec is a sweet province exept for St. Zombyacinthe.
I felt a tad bit depressed the whole time though, not because of the show or the trip or the dudes, but I think the band needs to focus itself on something, because it feels right now like we're just kind of going in a circle, and I can't do that for much longer. It's starting to get to me that all the decisions I've made- which I may have known were probably not the wisest, but were what my love for music and my friends made me do- because of my faith in this band, were wrong decisions. I really hope that's not the case, but if things continue like this, it will become apparent that I've been wrong about a lot of things. A lot more things than I've already discovered I've been wrong about.
The show was actually pretty descent, but not for that long a drive... not at all. The weather was gorgeous however, and Keith and Mike couldn't have been better company. They like to party, but can honestly be two of the nicest dudes. Quebec is a sweet province exept for St. Zombyacinthe.
I felt a tad bit depressed the whole time though, not because of the show or the trip or the dudes, but I think the band needs to focus itself on something, because it feels right now like we're just kind of going in a circle, and I can't do that for much longer. It's starting to get to me that all the decisions I've made- which I may have known were probably not the wisest, but were what my love for music and my friends made me do- because of my faith in this band, were wrong decisions. I really hope that's not the case, but if things continue like this, it will become apparent that I've been wrong about a lot of things. A lot more things than I've already discovered I've been wrong about.