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So we played this show the other day, it went pretty well, the audience fucking sucked but we fuckin' rocked, along with our buddy's In Shadows, another metal band from the Shwa. We got all the shit back to the space and the rum and absinthe was flowing. Both bands were partying in the lounge, and we decided that one day we're gonna tour the world on the Emo Annihilation Tour. Sounds good to me lol I guess at some point we all ending up in a gigantic brawl, and somehow I ended up on the bottom of the pile. I don't remember it but apparently it happened. Then at some point I was passed out in the middle of the floor, and Dan decides to karate chop me in the wind pipe--while I'm passed out.
I guess I started choking and convulsing for air on the ground at that point. Shawn got up and was gonna break Dans neck, and they got into it apparently, but I guess for the next hour my buddy Mike and good ol' Sam kept me awake cause I guess everytime I went to sleep I stopped breathing for some reason.
Anyways, somewhere between when Dan had a conversatoin with a brick wall, danced for the camera, and rid a big carpet down a flight of stairs, he ended up comming back into the room and had a problem with me, so I told him to step up and fuckin' hit me. You know the good ol' 'here have a free one' as I tapped the side of my cheek. Wasn't gonna go apeshit on my friend unless he hit me and pushed me over the edge....thats what I was hopin' for anyways.
I guess we ended up outside in the parking lot after that and I punched him in the face and split his lip open and then he decked me in the skull and started feedin' me in the forehead of all places...didn't wanna break my new teeth. So anyways somehwere in the middle of that fight we just started laughing, and all was well again....lmfao. Ended up catchin' a cab home with Kornic and Kayly, and I crashed as soon as I got home.
Woke up the next morning, did the usual shit, worked, then I came home to some suspicious looking parents. I got called into the kitchen where my dad was sitting down and I was thinkin' fuck....so he pulls a dimebag out of his pocket, one that got into the laundry, cause my rents took my laundry while I was passed out early that morning.
Turns out they dont care if I smoke weed at all...and then they hit me up about my school shit. I told them I wasn't interested in my program as much as I was before, and then my dad says maybe you shoudl take a year off and re-think what you wanna do with your life, maybe work at the band thing and try to get it off the ground, and then they tell me they're giving me the Corsica as long as I pay for insurance. So I was in total shock, as all my stress flew out the window. So yeah.....I'm not going to Durham next year, I'm just gonna get a full time job and take a break from 13 years of bullshit in a row, and go back and take something else the next year.
So I crashed after that and went down to the Jamspace for some much needed drinking with Sam, Kayly, Kornic, and Shawn. Me and Kornic went to the bar but he got kicked out. I said I'd be back in 15 minutes, but I came staggering back just after last call lol. Ran into one of my drinkin' buddy's thats old enough to be my grandfather but likes rock' n' roll and offered me a very well paying job if my band doesn't make it. Funny how random shit like that happens...I guess I remind him of his son lol. Ended up goin' back to the space...it got really weak there and I was bored out of my skull so I took a cab uptown to hit up the downtown. Ran into some interesting people, ended up chillin' with this chick with nothin' better to do either. Apparently an undercover cop cant grab tits and certainly wont whip his shit out, so after I tested negative for 5-0 I hung around for a few minutes and left again. No I didn't fuck a crackhead lol...I could have, but I didn't.
So I got back to the space around 5 in the morning, I left around 3. Came staggering in even worse than before, woke up Kayly who was as nice as she is at any other time of the day. Wish I could say the same for Shawn, who got pissed off at how loud I was and drove home in the dead of morning to escape me lol. Stayed up for a few hours buggin' kayly tryin' to light her on fire and shit and maybe get some revenge, but eventually we ended up passin' out. Andrew came back today and we all chilled, some shit hit the fan with the jam rooms and we started switching the rooms back to the way they were before, and then some other shit came up and I guess theres a good chance we'll end up with the bigger room this time around. Makes no difference to me, at the end of the day it'll still be me and Andrew there more fucked up than anyone, and more often too lol. Its kinda sad but we chill harder than most people party lol.
Anyways, Resurrect has a new manager, who before even officially getting the title, managed to bring down phil from Standing 8 Count Records to hear our shit at the jamspace. We were kinda worried about how it went, so me and Dan went and talked to Kornic upstairs...he said "Well, he liked your shit, said it had a really cool Maiden-type sound to it...and uhh...if you want the offers on the table for a demo or.....if you guys are down, wanna make an album?" So at that point our jaws just pretty much dropped. I guess we're gonna be workin' with the guy who did Fallout Boy and Silverstien, gettin' a free ride up to Burlington with all our gear in a trailer to play some shows out there. So free professional album in the studio, probably in the summer, and a ridiculous business prodigy as a manager, I like where this is going lol
So, I hope you all enjoyed my drunken ramblings...have a good one shwoogies.
I guess I started choking and convulsing for air on the ground at that point. Shawn got up and was gonna break Dans neck, and they got into it apparently, but I guess for the next hour my buddy Mike and good ol' Sam kept me awake cause I guess everytime I went to sleep I stopped breathing for some reason.
Anyways, somewhere between when Dan had a conversatoin with a brick wall, danced for the camera, and rid a big carpet down a flight of stairs, he ended up comming back into the room and had a problem with me, so I told him to step up and fuckin' hit me. You know the good ol' 'here have a free one' as I tapped the side of my cheek. Wasn't gonna go apeshit on my friend unless he hit me and pushed me over the edge....thats what I was hopin' for anyways.
I guess we ended up outside in the parking lot after that and I punched him in the face and split his lip open and then he decked me in the skull and started feedin' me in the forehead of all places...didn't wanna break my new teeth. So anyways somehwere in the middle of that fight we just started laughing, and all was well again....lmfao. Ended up catchin' a cab home with Kornic and Kayly, and I crashed as soon as I got home.
Woke up the next morning, did the usual shit, worked, then I came home to some suspicious looking parents. I got called into the kitchen where my dad was sitting down and I was thinkin' fuck....so he pulls a dimebag out of his pocket, one that got into the laundry, cause my rents took my laundry while I was passed out early that morning.
Turns out they dont care if I smoke weed at all...and then they hit me up about my school shit. I told them I wasn't interested in my program as much as I was before, and then my dad says maybe you shoudl take a year off and re-think what you wanna do with your life, maybe work at the band thing and try to get it off the ground, and then they tell me they're giving me the Corsica as long as I pay for insurance. So I was in total shock, as all my stress flew out the window. So yeah.....I'm not going to Durham next year, I'm just gonna get a full time job and take a break from 13 years of bullshit in a row, and go back and take something else the next year.
So I crashed after that and went down to the Jamspace for some much needed drinking with Sam, Kayly, Kornic, and Shawn. Me and Kornic went to the bar but he got kicked out. I said I'd be back in 15 minutes, but I came staggering back just after last call lol. Ran into one of my drinkin' buddy's thats old enough to be my grandfather but likes rock' n' roll and offered me a very well paying job if my band doesn't make it. Funny how random shit like that happens...I guess I remind him of his son lol. Ended up goin' back to the space...it got really weak there and I was bored out of my skull so I took a cab uptown to hit up the downtown. Ran into some interesting people, ended up chillin' with this chick with nothin' better to do either. Apparently an undercover cop cant grab tits and certainly wont whip his shit out, so after I tested negative for 5-0 I hung around for a few minutes and left again. No I didn't fuck a crackhead lol...I could have, but I didn't.
So I got back to the space around 5 in the morning, I left around 3. Came staggering in even worse than before, woke up Kayly who was as nice as she is at any other time of the day. Wish I could say the same for Shawn, who got pissed off at how loud I was and drove home in the dead of morning to escape me lol. Stayed up for a few hours buggin' kayly tryin' to light her on fire and shit and maybe get some revenge, but eventually we ended up passin' out. Andrew came back today and we all chilled, some shit hit the fan with the jam rooms and we started switching the rooms back to the way they were before, and then some other shit came up and I guess theres a good chance we'll end up with the bigger room this time around. Makes no difference to me, at the end of the day it'll still be me and Andrew there more fucked up than anyone, and more often too lol. Its kinda sad but we chill harder than most people party lol.
Anyways, Resurrect has a new manager, who before even officially getting the title, managed to bring down phil from Standing 8 Count Records to hear our shit at the jamspace. We were kinda worried about how it went, so me and Dan went and talked to Kornic upstairs...he said "Well, he liked your shit, said it had a really cool Maiden-type sound to it...and uhh...if you want the offers on the table for a demo or.....if you guys are down, wanna make an album?" So at that point our jaws just pretty much dropped. I guess we're gonna be workin' with the guy who did Fallout Boy and Silverstien, gettin' a free ride up to Burlington with all our gear in a trailer to play some shows out there. So free professional album in the studio, probably in the summer, and a ridiculous business prodigy as a manager, I like where this is going lol
So, I hope you all enjoyed my drunken ramblings...have a good one shwoogies.