||[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)