Holy jumping mother of God in a sidecar with chocolate jimmies and a lobster bib...
The good news:
The Demons of Stupidity have a gig coming up on April 2nd.
The news that is not only better than the first news, but better than any news you have ever heard in your life:
We will be closing for Bruce Campbell.
You read that right. Motherfucking Evil-Dead-Army-of-Darkness-Bubba-Ho-Tep asskicking Bruce Campbell.
You can thank Andy for this one-- He called me up in a borderline orgasmic state, and told me that, after a long night of managerial negotiation, we would be playing a show with The Guy With The Gun, and we were getting paid for it. Not that we wouldn't gladly take a bullet to the genitals for this gig, but hey, a little extra scratch never hurts.
But yeah-- Apparently, it'll happen April 2nd at AfterHours, the Northeastern nightclub-type affair (All you non-Northeasterners shouldn't have a problem getting in-- just let us know ahead of time so we can find someone to smuggle you in). Bruce will speak (which, if you've ever read his book or heard his commentary tracks, should be a treat), and then we'll come on, probably 'round midnight. Of course, it's possible I'm getting this wrong; I'll let Colonel Tom Andy get specific on your ass.
Shifting gears, in a spectacular display of impulse buying, I won this auction today. The auction itself is pretty funny-- taking off on all the wacky eBay trends that have been around for years but which the media has just suddenly picked up on for some reason-- plus I get all sorts of random crap! Andy, Stacey, if you were wondering how we're furnishing the apartment...
Oh yeah, and I'm going to Long Island tomorrow, for this damn Film 2 project. Be back Saturday night-- See y'all then!
The Demons of Stupidity have a gig coming up on April 2nd.
The news that is not only better than the first news, but better than any news you have ever heard in your life:
We will be closing for Bruce Campbell.
You read that right. Motherfucking Evil-Dead-Army-of-Darkness-Bubba-Ho-Tep asskicking Bruce Campbell.
You can thank Andy for this one-- He called me up in a borderline orgasmic state, and told me that, after a long night of managerial negotiation, we would be playing a show with The Guy With The Gun, and we were getting paid for it. Not that we wouldn't gladly take a bullet to the genitals for this gig, but hey, a little extra scratch never hurts.
But yeah-- Apparently, it'll happen April 2nd at AfterHours, the Northeastern nightclub-type affair (All you non-Northeasterners shouldn't have a problem getting in-- just let us know ahead of time so we can find someone to smuggle you in). Bruce will speak (which, if you've ever read his book or heard his commentary tracks, should be a treat), and then we'll come on, probably 'round midnight. Of course, it's possible I'm getting this wrong; I'll let Colonel Tom Andy get specific on your ass.
Shifting gears, in a spectacular display of impulse buying, I won this auction today. The auction itself is pretty funny-- taking off on all the wacky eBay trends that have been around for years but which the media has just suddenly picked up on for some reason-- plus I get all sorts of random crap! Andy, Stacey, if you were wondering how we're furnishing the apartment...
Oh yeah, and I'm going to Long Island tomorrow, for this damn Film 2 project. Be back Saturday night-- See y'all then!