I regularly get stuff from Europe and invariably something gets sent to Austria before landing here in Australia. It arrives on my doorstep stamped with "Wrong Country" or something like that.
The thing I never told you is - I don't exist.
And I am a figment of your non-existant imagination.
Hey, if we do not exist, does that mean we can drink as much as we like without fear of consequence? (eg hangover, lost voice, fried brain cells, loss of extremly cool ninja powers)
Yeah I decided to become an eccentric when I was in Byron, it sounds like the lifestyle for me. Thanks for the wise advice, I heeded it and I have rocked out. (Past tense)
Consarnit, I thought this tour was all nicely sorted, and now we're having a crisis. Both our small-town gigs in the South Island got pulled, which will leave us with bugger-all petrol money for the North Island.
Then our Palmerston North gig had its night changed, which means hectic driving after two nights in Auckland. And we now don't have a Wellington gig. Hopefully we... Read More
I acheived some band promotion today - sent out CDs and press releases to student radio stations in the towns we're playing. I'll e-mail them all, too, to warn them of the great music soon to be hitting their town.
It feels so good to finally have them sent off - it took ages for me to assemble the bio. It covers two bands, which... Read More
Everything starts coming back into place, and then I have to pay for my SG subscription. I should've seen it coming. Wait, I did. Well, this one's easily solved - I have some money.
Not a lot, so don't come asking!
Did some promotion for next Tuesday's gig today, then had a master-plan meeting for organising a super DunedinMusic website. Among other things. All in... Read More
>The web site was made by me, dangerobby, maker of that website.
Cool.
The vodka should be put down, and frowned upon.
I disagree.
Bad shit happens.
I drink Vodka.
And then the world starts to make sense again.
And I am happy.
I'm getting pumped amped psyched and scared about the tour. We're going to tour. It's going to be fucking great. I'm going to be tired, hungry, poor, and having the best fucking summer ever.
I've got thoughts bouncing around in my head, shooting around, idead for how we'll promote ourselves, how it'll feel. Hot damn.
I still don't have a phone at home. I think... Read More
Dude, it's Mo-vember. You can't grow a beard, it's illegal or something.
What kind of costs do you have to cover for your gigs? We just pool all our money to buy new equipment or to pay for petrol and accommodation if we're playing in Sydney or Brisbane or something.
I'm back again briefly. It's so annoying not being able to check the site! I'm suffering withdrawals and stuff. Right now I'm in a university computer lab being bad (I think this is a pr0n site). Curses.
Doesn't look like my phone'll be reconncected for a couple of weeks. My subscription here is due soon, but I'll probably let it lapse so I can pay... Read More
I'm not dead. I'm not protesting. I am hungry. I do wish I'd been on her more recently.
But I haven't. Why? Well, first I had a whole bunch of gigs in a row for a whole lot of record industry label people, and that was a crazy week. Then, on the third day, my powere got cut off, with my flat owing $800.
I regularly get stuff from Europe and invariably something gets sent to Austria before landing here in Australia. It arrives on my doorstep stamped with "Wrong Country" or something like that.
Fact: Insane people have more fun.
So have fun.
~ EyesOnly ~