BuffStock ReCap
Ok, so, BuffStock actually rocked much harder than I thought.
We get to this "barn festival" and there's a good amount of cars there, people playing games, drinking...just generally having a good time. While we were setting up our gear, we started to notice that this was a real uber-hippie-festie. Now, I don't have a problem with hippies, seeing as I used to be one myself, but I thought that maybe The Dirty Drop was a little out of our league here...We do "jam" in our tunes, but not the kind of jamming that these hippies have learned to come and love.
We started our first set, and everyone, with the exception of a few of our friends, left the barn. That threw us off a little bit, and we started the set a bit rocky. We had a friend come out to play harmonica during "Night Sounds" and it sounded fucking boss. After that, we had a little band pow-wow, and decided to play our new song, "The Maine Theme" which is basically a Drum'n'Bass/Trance/House throwdown...we'd never played it live, but we figured now was the time...fuck them if they can't handle the dance-party.
(Here, I should probably mention that I had ingested some superXman, and was rolling quite wonderfully.)
The dance-party started, but we couldn't see it. We figured everyone was still doing God-knows-what, so we started playing with more ferocity and we were laying down some face-melting shit. I just remember thinking to myself "Fuck, I wish that I could dance to this!" First time playing it live? We nailed it.
The first set ended, I was sweating like a hooker in church, and we decided to go outside. Once we got out of the barn, everyone was super-stoked about the first set. Evidently, the barn's acoustics made it too loud in the barn, but right outside, the music was funneled and sounded great, which led to a huge dance-party, with more people than I'd remembered.
After another band pow-wow, and a few blunts, we were told that we needed to go up for the second set. At this point, I didn't know if I could count to 4, let alone rage all four limbs behind the kit. Nevertheless, we went on stage for the second set.
This second set...God...fucking unreal. I've never felt so connected to 3 other musicians in my entire life. We were fucking telepathic up there. The drops, the fucking breakdowns, the peaks....everything was amazing. I've never played drums better in my life, and we as a band never played better. I was so fucking high when I got off stage, I just wanted to fall down and soak in that feeling. (It could've been the X, but listening to the recording again, I know its not.)
It's making it super-hard to leave these guys, but for all the brilliance we have on stage, we're a bunch of fucking losers off-stage. If we got our shit together, even a little bit, we'd be taking over this planet.
Alas...not to be....
P.S. Somehow, I ended up going home with another Preppy girl...in the middle of a HIPPIE-FESTIE...how the fuck do these chicks find me?
Ok, so, BuffStock actually rocked much harder than I thought.
We get to this "barn festival" and there's a good amount of cars there, people playing games, drinking...just generally having a good time. While we were setting up our gear, we started to notice that this was a real uber-hippie-festie. Now, I don't have a problem with hippies, seeing as I used to be one myself, but I thought that maybe The Dirty Drop was a little out of our league here...We do "jam" in our tunes, but not the kind of jamming that these hippies have learned to come and love.
We started our first set, and everyone, with the exception of a few of our friends, left the barn. That threw us off a little bit, and we started the set a bit rocky. We had a friend come out to play harmonica during "Night Sounds" and it sounded fucking boss. After that, we had a little band pow-wow, and decided to play our new song, "The Maine Theme" which is basically a Drum'n'Bass/Trance/House throwdown...we'd never played it live, but we figured now was the time...fuck them if they can't handle the dance-party.
(Here, I should probably mention that I had ingested some superXman, and was rolling quite wonderfully.)
The dance-party started, but we couldn't see it. We figured everyone was still doing God-knows-what, so we started playing with more ferocity and we were laying down some face-melting shit. I just remember thinking to myself "Fuck, I wish that I could dance to this!" First time playing it live? We nailed it.
The first set ended, I was sweating like a hooker in church, and we decided to go outside. Once we got out of the barn, everyone was super-stoked about the first set. Evidently, the barn's acoustics made it too loud in the barn, but right outside, the music was funneled and sounded great, which led to a huge dance-party, with more people than I'd remembered.
After another band pow-wow, and a few blunts, we were told that we needed to go up for the second set. At this point, I didn't know if I could count to 4, let alone rage all four limbs behind the kit. Nevertheless, we went on stage for the second set.
This second set...God...fucking unreal. I've never felt so connected to 3 other musicians in my entire life. We were fucking telepathic up there. The drops, the fucking breakdowns, the peaks....everything was amazing. I've never played drums better in my life, and we as a band never played better. I was so fucking high when I got off stage, I just wanted to fall down and soak in that feeling. (It could've been the X, but listening to the recording again, I know its not.)
It's making it super-hard to leave these guys, but for all the brilliance we have on stage, we're a bunch of fucking losers off-stage. If we got our shit together, even a little bit, we'd be taking over this planet.
Alas...not to be....
P.S. Somehow, I ended up going home with another Preppy girl...in the middle of a HIPPIE-FESTIE...how the fuck do these chicks find me?
vonpink:
haha you crazy ex hippy preppy slayer. Seems like a good time over all though.