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tour retrospect pt 1 [Jul. 22nd, 2008|12:48 am]
the party's over.
We left at 11 am. A redneck dad decided to yell "faggot" at Stephen and Erik while they were crossing the road to get falafel before we left. Steve mooned him, and he decided that being mooned was worse than yelling at pedestrians in front of his children. I approached and apparently he thought I was there to fight... he yelled "your friend coming to back you up!?" at which point I became very confused... and that's before we even left.
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Tour Diary. pt 1 [Jul. 19th, 2008|01:53 pm]
the party's over.
[music |The Dutchess and the Duke- Out of Time]

Recently, I went on tour to Milwaukee, Wisconsin. There are tons of stories of parties, madness, nudity, debauchery and general irresponsibility... but those are the boring parts.

I've been struggling over forming a decent relationship with anyone that's worth saying is anything more than toleration of their conversations for mutual gain, and thought to myself that maybe I'm just stuck in my current position in life. I found on tour that I need to get out what I'm doing here. It's not that I need to move (although Huntsville was gorgeous, and anywhere other than Memphis in Tennessee is wonderful), but expand what I'm doing. I need another job. I need new hobbies. I need school.

I met one of the most wonderful people directly before tour, and fell upon unfortunate circumstances with them before tour. Then in the middle of the tour, ended up meeting them in Memphis under less fortunate circumstances, and again when I got back. That's over unfortunately, but what can someone expect? You don't ruin an engagement expecting good results. Sometimes it's just too much stress to take, and sometimes you shouldn't say how you really feel, just to avoid giving someone more anxiety.

I'll most likely do a tour diary with pictures, and hope this doesn't come across as whiney.
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SxSw [Dec. 14th, 2007|01:16 pm]
the party's over.
So, my band's playing South by Southwest. That's pretty much it.

Oh, also, we're probably playing New Orleans on my birthday. So, that's kind of a big deal.
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quarterly update [Oct. 14th, 2007|02:09 pm]
the party's over.
I played my first show in Tampa on Friday, and I have to say, "Tampa, you blow."

Everyone seemed to like the music going on, they just didn't like Orlando kids crowd antics. No violence, we ain't into all that shit, just party fun. Like... Panzer frat antics. Lots of beer flinging and bad singing in the crowd. One of the lead singers of the other bands stopped one of their songs, and told us that if anyone flings anymore beer, they're stopping the show, and calling the cops.

Of course someone's gonna throw a beer! More people came from Orlando to see us play than anyone else for all three bands combined from Tampa. Long story short, Tampa got force fed a party.

Afterwards, it was time to retire. So Jeannie and Alice take over and decide to get the classiest hotel in the worst part of the Tampa ghetto, and Tampa ghetto is like Parramore, but with more liquor stores and one way streets. We get to the hotel that they told us to go to, $40 a night, tile floors, no tv, all the pictures were torn off the walls, there wasn't a light in the bathroom, the numbers on the doors to the rooms were written in sharpie on the door, hookers were vomiting off the second story walkway, and some guy tried to sell Brian Bell crack when he went to have a cigarette. What an awesome night.

Also, I bought our drummer Rich a party beer hat, so he could drink while playing drums. He didn't know how to stop the flow once the beer started siphoning, and was ultimately faced with a grueling decision... Play through the first song and have all the beer just flow out of the hose onto the floor, or chug two beers while simultaneously playing drums. Rich won.

that last paragraph pretty much sums up what kinda band we are.

So come see us November 3rd, at Copper Rocket (with King Khan and BBQ show)
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good news! [Jul. 1st, 2007|05:33 pm]
the party's over.
It was only dislocated! They reset it, which hurt so bad that I almost vomited.

I still have a separated clavicle, and it sticks out kinda weird. All I can do is wear a sling for now, and miss work, which sucks.

but at least it's not broken.

and I also have the night off! any ideas for fun!?
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Dear Livejournal [Jul. 1st, 2007|12:26 pm]
the party's over.
[mood |excited]

I'm having the most awesomely bad hilariously hellish day ever.

I woke up because my body is pissed. I go to roll over, and I feel the sharpest angriest pain ever. I become fully aware I am not drunk anymore, and also become aware that the probability of me having a broken shoulder is very, very high.

So, I get up, request that someone aid me in getting to a doctor so we can investigate the matter, I gotta wait a couple of hours. I remember that I'm supposed to be caring for this dog.

So I take her outside and play with her for a little while.

During this episode, a hornet lands on me. I have never in my life been stung by a hornet. In my panic to get it off, I swing at it with the arm connected to my probably broken shoulder, miss, and piss it off. It stings me, and flies away... awesome.

I shower, which is also very fun. Go to get dressed, and rip my underclothing accidentally, indicating that it's likely that I should get some new underbritches.

I'm so totally psyched. This day is so terrible, that I can't stop laughing. The whole situation is like the best joke that nature and I ever played on me.... or myself.. which of those is correct?
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Dear Livejournal [Mar. 21st, 2007|06:51 pm]
the party's over.
Please tell Matt I said "Happy Birthday", and I lost my wallet, and belt, again.

Also, ask him to pick up some milk and bread while he's out.

Thanks, Livejournal.

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(no subject) [Oct. 17th, 2006|06:46 pm]
the party's over.
[mood |calm]
[music |The Go! Team: Huddle Formation]

So I got a new job, serving.

At SALSA!!! lolz. I got paid today to eat appetizers for training, and tomorrow I'm going to get paid to sample 20 different varieties of tequila, and our top 15 specialty drinks.

I had the best weekend ever at Daytona. Spent the night in a hotel with a bunch of people I don't know, rolled around on the beach for a few hours, went to my first strip club ever. Most akward experience ever (ecspecially when the lady you're there with constantly insists on buying you a lap dance). Then I was forced to cook for her mother. I don't even know what to make out of all of it...

Lap Dance: $15
Buying clothing for job interview: $50
Paying to get to the interview: $10
Getting payed to get drunk before band practice: priceless.
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DragonForce [Aug. 14th, 2006|03:10 pm]
the party's over.

Tonight I Witness this.

I'm psyched
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(no subject) [Jun. 4th, 2006|04:12 pm]
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What's your Forever 21 style? by forever21
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It's so very slimming... It's like they know me!
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