pubert

Our show was a disaster. A brilliant sparkling iridesnant disaster. I forgot lyrics, took off clothes, told terrible jokes, and people ate it up. Fucking little kids. The people we invited who showed up came to see us and left right after words, but not before telling us how much they liked us. One girl invited us todo a house party in november for when her rents are away. After the show we're putting away gear and a hound of 16-15yearolds stops us, to tell us how hot we are and a bunch of other bullshit. Putting a stop to it quickly in a british rock star voice i start screaming fuck off wankers! Serves me right for making a spectical of myself. I took my shirt off, that normally invites troubles. Still it was a good time, i had a lot of fun and a lot of people really liked it. But we're nothing special. Imagine every local bandyou know, now imagine them with no talent what so ever, the sound they'd produce is exactly like ours. lots of screaming over lots of distortions with lots of cool little hooks and brake downs. I can't belive how nuts they went over some of our covers though. I didn't think 16/15 yearold marshall crowd would be down with journey, but than again everyones seen caddy shack. I dunno it sounded better with the crowd singing along than my trying to sound like stephen perry all bymyself.