Out Past Midnight, And Youre Askin' Fer Trouble
What a world, what a world, what a world.
Friday the Pretty Scars played a show at Disposable Pop...unbeknownst to us, a previous night's show was cancelled, and the preceeding lineup was added to our night. So we ended up playing with 4 hardcore bands. And their audience. Basically, we stuck out like a sore thumb. And overall, the crowd didn't seem overly enthuasiastic.
However, we played really well (better than we've ever played DP before, ironically). And the rest of the crowd (those few that weren't there for the hardcore show) were extremely receptive. We met alot of really cool people, and had a really fun night (fucking around drunk at ALberto's - awesome!) But most of all, I saw my band truly unite under adversity, and come out on top. It's such an intense feeling, almost like beign in a gang (without the guns and fighting over turf, and all that). :)
Sadly, two shitty things also happened that night:
1) In the heat of drumming my ass off, my glasses fell off, and one of the arms broke off. It is currently being held on by electrical tape. I would go and actually fix them, but sadly -
2) I accidentally left my credit card at the club. I still haven't deposited my check, and I have no money.... :(
Saturday - Spent most of the day trying to get to Kristin's party. But no one was around, and everyone else couldn't make it out there. I ended up going to Josh's party with Jesse and a couple of his Yucaipa friends. Talked about sex with Adriel, and movies with Kyle and Jonathan...got midly drunk, then got lost in Noroco before finally getting home. It was a hoot, in the best possible sense.
(Note To Kiristin; I'm so sorry! I'm a total asshole for not calling! I know it! But nobody could make it out, and I spent thw whole day trying to figure out a way to get out there. Anyways, I apologize for not making it, and I hope you had a great birthday...)
Sunday - Didn't do much. By that, I mean I didn't leave the house much. But I was productive, at least. I excercised, wrote more of my script, did a it of cleaning, and watched more movies. Later that night Jim and I went to his work after hours and hung out for a bit, which was nice (there's something unmistakably relaxing about dowtown Redlands at night).
...
I've been recently redisovering my passion for music. It's such a welcome feeling; I was more than a little worried that the passion would never come back.
Lying in bed in the dark at night, listening to the perfect music; is there anything better?
...
Things seem to be getting crazy all around me, for people I know, and and situations that feel somehow familair. But as of right now I remain uneffected by the insanity. I'm keeping my fingers crossed...
Friday the Pretty Scars played a show at Disposable Pop...unbeknownst to us, a previous night's show was cancelled, and the preceeding lineup was added to our night. So we ended up playing with 4 hardcore bands. And their audience. Basically, we stuck out like a sore thumb. And overall, the crowd didn't seem overly enthuasiastic.
However, we played really well (better than we've ever played DP before, ironically). And the rest of the crowd (those few that weren't there for the hardcore show) were extremely receptive. We met alot of really cool people, and had a really fun night (fucking around drunk at ALberto's - awesome!) But most of all, I saw my band truly unite under adversity, and come out on top. It's such an intense feeling, almost like beign in a gang (without the guns and fighting over turf, and all that). :)
Sadly, two shitty things also happened that night:
1) In the heat of drumming my ass off, my glasses fell off, and one of the arms broke off. It is currently being held on by electrical tape. I would go and actually fix them, but sadly -
2) I accidentally left my credit card at the club. I still haven't deposited my check, and I have no money.... :(
Saturday - Spent most of the day trying to get to Kristin's party. But no one was around, and everyone else couldn't make it out there. I ended up going to Josh's party with Jesse and a couple of his Yucaipa friends. Talked about sex with Adriel, and movies with Kyle and Jonathan...got midly drunk, then got lost in Noroco before finally getting home. It was a hoot, in the best possible sense.
(Note To Kiristin; I'm so sorry! I'm a total asshole for not calling! I know it! But nobody could make it out, and I spent thw whole day trying to figure out a way to get out there. Anyways, I apologize for not making it, and I hope you had a great birthday...)
Sunday - Didn't do much. By that, I mean I didn't leave the house much. But I was productive, at least. I excercised, wrote more of my script, did a it of cleaning, and watched more movies. Later that night Jim and I went to his work after hours and hung out for a bit, which was nice (there's something unmistakably relaxing about dowtown Redlands at night).
...
I've been recently redisovering my passion for music. It's such a welcome feeling; I was more than a little worried that the passion would never come back.
Lying in bed in the dark at night, listening to the perfect music; is there anything better?
...
Things seem to be getting crazy all around me, for people I know, and and situations that feel somehow familair. But as of right now I remain uneffected by the insanity. I'm keeping my fingers crossed...