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FUCK YEAH!!! IT CAME!!! IT CAME!!!
RATTLE YER GAWDDAMN HEAD!
Went to go see Million Dollar Baby. Mighty God, that was an awesome movie. It kicked ass. It rocked. And THEN it got really good. I mean, one-of-the-greatest-movies-of-all-time good. I was in the middle of the movie cheering and whooping and laughing my ass off, and afterwards, I seriously could feel the moistness of my eyes. Yes, I almost cried. It was that fucking good. I notice that Dan and Alex both walked out with red eyes, and Tommy couldn't stop muttering under his breath how "fucking awesome" it was. That is excellent filmmaking right there. I recommend it to everybody. I loved that movie.
Well, sordid details then, huh dtyvk? Well, then, here ya go:
* We get call in December, at 6:00 p.m, and get asked to do show that night at nine. After almost having to give up the gig, we get ahold of Travous within the last five mintues of the time allotment before we're forced to cancel, and we get to play, minus Alex, who's five hours away in Phoenix.
* On an irrelevant, but important to me note, this really hot chick at the bar was giving me "the eye." I totally would have hit her up on it, but she was sitting next to this woman whose number was 31 (guess: is that her age? is that how wide she is in feet? or both?) and who was hitting on Ryan all night. 31Woman also said she had something for Tommy, Ryan, and myself at the bar, and we didn't want any of that action: I may be one of two virgins in the band, but I'm not willing to lose my "innocence" to THAT. As a result, I kinda shirked away from the hot girl, in the fear of falling into 31Woman's gravitational field and never being able to escape. I now live with regret, wondering about that girl in red...
*Anyway, bands Crash Kennedy and NME like us, possibly due in part to the behind-the-head guitar soloage. We leave, we get paid, and run off home.
*Get call not two weeks later, the manager from Crash Kennedy. She and the band liked us, and wanted to have us play at their bar in El Paso, TX (forty minutes away, but still, CONCERT OUT OF THE STATE! We're big time now X_x) It's just opening up, and so we agree to play, on January 21.
*We order our Marshall half-stacks.
*Joker's Pub gets clearance, signings, and whatever they need from everybody to operate, and so the Texas Alcoholic Beverage Control issues them a temporary license to sell beer and other such alcohol.
*I get Resident Evil 4, and find a new favorite game of all time, so much so that I add it's attainment in a completely unrelated recollection.
*Marshall half-stacks do not come in the Thursday before the gig. We concede we'll probably hafta play out of the PA again.
*I ask my Forensic Science teacher to take his Friday test early, so we can be in El Paso on time for the gig.
*Manager of Crash Kennedy calls Thursday night to ensure that we know to be there the next day by 8:39 at the latest (don't ask me what's up with the time, I have no idea) and that we're gonna hafta use OUR little PA because some stupid fucks the weekend before destroyed the house PA.
*Travous drives into town Thursday night from Tucson, where he transferred to go to school, and so that he can wrestle. It will be his last gig with the Anderson Council.
*Friday afternoon: Tommy starts packing up all our stuff while I study for my early test.
*Friday in El Paso: Manager of Crash Kennedy goes into TABC to get full license to operate.
*TABC tells them they don't issue temporary licenses.
*Manager basically says "O____O wtf?"
*TABC shuts Joker's Pub down for the immediate future, until they can go through the process they've already gone through.
*As I'm leaving class, manager calls me, tells me gig is off, and that we'll need to be rescheduled. She tells me of her headache, and apologizes. We're pissed, but not at her, more at the TABC. Travous effectively comes down for nothing.
*I beat Resident Evil 4.
*Gig is rescheduled to April 16th, a year to the day of when Kill Bill vol. 2 was released, and to the day that my car stereo was stolen.
*Today, a week after we needed them, the half-stacks come in. They are delayed because the complimentary head cases were on back order, which we DO NOT NEED to play.
Sordid enough for ya?
Now, RATTLE, DAMMIT!!!!!
RATTLE YER GAWDDAMN HEAD!
Went to go see Million Dollar Baby. Mighty God, that was an awesome movie. It kicked ass. It rocked. And THEN it got really good. I mean, one-of-the-greatest-movies-of-all-time good. I was in the middle of the movie cheering and whooping and laughing my ass off, and afterwards, I seriously could feel the moistness of my eyes. Yes, I almost cried. It was that fucking good. I notice that Dan and Alex both walked out with red eyes, and Tommy couldn't stop muttering under his breath how "fucking awesome" it was. That is excellent filmmaking right there. I recommend it to everybody. I loved that movie.
Well, sordid details then, huh dtyvk? Well, then, here ya go:
* We get call in December, at 6:00 p.m, and get asked to do show that night at nine. After almost having to give up the gig, we get ahold of Travous within the last five mintues of the time allotment before we're forced to cancel, and we get to play, minus Alex, who's five hours away in Phoenix.
* On an irrelevant, but important to me note, this really hot chick at the bar was giving me "the eye." I totally would have hit her up on it, but she was sitting next to this woman whose number was 31 (guess: is that her age? is that how wide she is in feet? or both?) and who was hitting on Ryan all night. 31Woman also said she had something for Tommy, Ryan, and myself at the bar, and we didn't want any of that action: I may be one of two virgins in the band, but I'm not willing to lose my "innocence" to THAT. As a result, I kinda shirked away from the hot girl, in the fear of falling into 31Woman's gravitational field and never being able to escape. I now live with regret, wondering about that girl in red...
*Anyway, bands Crash Kennedy and NME like us, possibly due in part to the behind-the-head guitar soloage. We leave, we get paid, and run off home.
*Get call not two weeks later, the manager from Crash Kennedy. She and the band liked us, and wanted to have us play at their bar in El Paso, TX (forty minutes away, but still, CONCERT OUT OF THE STATE! We're big time now X_x) It's just opening up, and so we agree to play, on January 21.
*We order our Marshall half-stacks.
*Joker's Pub gets clearance, signings, and whatever they need from everybody to operate, and so the Texas Alcoholic Beverage Control issues them a temporary license to sell beer and other such alcohol.
*I get Resident Evil 4, and find a new favorite game of all time, so much so that I add it's attainment in a completely unrelated recollection.
*Marshall half-stacks do not come in the Thursday before the gig. We concede we'll probably hafta play out of the PA again.
*I ask my Forensic Science teacher to take his Friday test early, so we can be in El Paso on time for the gig.
*Manager of Crash Kennedy calls Thursday night to ensure that we know to be there the next day by 8:39 at the latest (don't ask me what's up with the time, I have no idea) and that we're gonna hafta use OUR little PA because some stupid fucks the weekend before destroyed the house PA.
*Travous drives into town Thursday night from Tucson, where he transferred to go to school, and so that he can wrestle. It will be his last gig with the Anderson Council.
*Friday afternoon: Tommy starts packing up all our stuff while I study for my early test.
*Friday in El Paso: Manager of Crash Kennedy goes into TABC to get full license to operate.
*TABC tells them they don't issue temporary licenses.
*Manager basically says "O____O wtf?"
*TABC shuts Joker's Pub down for the immediate future, until they can go through the process they've already gone through.
*As I'm leaving class, manager calls me, tells me gig is off, and that we'll need to be rescheduled. She tells me of her headache, and apologizes. We're pissed, but not at her, more at the TABC. Travous effectively comes down for nothing.
*I beat Resident Evil 4.
*Gig is rescheduled to April 16th, a year to the day of when Kill Bill vol. 2 was released, and to the day that my car stereo was stolen.
*Today, a week after we needed them, the half-stacks come in. They are delayed because the complimentary head cases were on back order, which we DO NOT NEED to play.
Sordid enough for ya?
Now, RATTLE, DAMMIT!!!!!