May 06, 2004 01:02
last night, we drove to lauderdale to see three crap bands and the bled. i dont wanna talk about those bands cuz enough has been said about them already (not necessarily by me), but if you REALLY wanna know, ill tell you.
oh that bassist. oh that fucking bassist.
the bled were good as hell. andy picked up some new dance moves lol. we left during a static lullaby. seen 'em before, i thought they were doing ok, but andy was quite offended by the singers ridiculously reverbified (new word?) screaming where it didnt belong, and we were hungry as fuck. where to? krispy kreme. went to taco bell first cuz KK had a HUUUUGE line. waited for that to simmer down. mexican food and hot glazed donuts? guess who had to shit when he got home. sexy, i know.
johnny and xavier are funny kids.
you ever have one of those dreams that are so realistic that you wake up and wonder if it really happened? i had a dream i got kicked out of carter. and it was fucking REAL. i woke up nervous as hell because i didnt know if i still had a band. bret kicked me out. lol. i dont know why thats funny. but i remember i said i would go quietly then i smashed the shit out of my guitar. i love my band.
speaking of which, we have a show in west palm this weekend. big battle of the bands. we have a good spot, im happy. andy got inspired cuz he watched a fear before the march of flames video. the singer jumps off EVERYTHING. hes itchin' to get his groove on now. he said i could kick him. i think i just might.
-eric-