scott

gotta work for my parents restaurant and then speed up to plattsburgh to play a party at skull castle. our show the other night fucking rocked hard. it was the first show in the history of pink hearse paparazzi project that i didnt play bass at all. i was far too busy playing with two kick ass toys we borrowed... a hammond organ and a fucking rhodes piano! (for those not in the know, rhodes pianos are the funkest funky funk that ever funked. think the keyboard hook on beck's "where it's at") i also did vocals live for the first time.
but the highlight of the evening would have to be that when i went to the bar and ordered a drink i was surrounded by not one or two but three fucking ex-girlfriends. somehow i escaped from that shit unharmed.
i cant fucking wait til saturday... a night in montreal might be just what i need to wind down.

vacationisgood/ sam

oh yeah... HAPPYFUCKINGNEWYEAR