Now without a bass player, the Lifeguards had a short hump to get over. It was a good thing that we knew another bass playing Ben who was also a frequent visitor to Nate's Dungeon. We asked him, he said yes, and we had a new Ben.
Armed with a few originals and some covers such as the Misfits "I Turned Into a Martian" and Dio's "Holy Diver" we were (barely)ready for our first show. The show went alright in the bandshell of a local park, with an audience ranging from small children to the elderly. This show was our first step in solidifying our shitty, unprepared, and humorous sound that exists only to fuck your shit up.
A short time passed before our second show rolled around, the first of 3 at Nate's Dungeon. Our drummer Nate has created quite the name for himself by putting on killer basement shows. This show looked as though it would go well aside from one thing...no bass player. Where was Ben? Japan. At the time none of us knew this, and decided to kick some as anyway with a considerably less amount of low end. This show, with Damage Deposit, showed us how much other bands would dig us(you know you love us, Damage Deposit).
By our 3rd show things weren't looking the best. Tony was going to be out of town, and we still hadn't heard from Ben. We said fuck it, and decided to rock it as a 3 piece. Shortly before we were about to start our second show at the Dungeon, who shows up? Our fucking crazy ass bass player, Ben. We got him up to speed arlight and had a good show, aside from Ben Crew(of Damage Deposit and 1 2 Go! Crew fame) fucking up the PA.
Now the time had come around for our 4th show. As always, we hadn't really practiced. We had some enw material though, including the new Cesspool Lifeguards "theme." Once again, Tony was out of town and Ben had now evidently moved to Atlanta. The time had come for us to continue to fuck it all to hell as a 3 piece. A short set later, Nate's felt more like home than ever.
This should pretty much bring our shitty near 6 month union up to date. We still never practice, we're still pretty much a fucking joke, we still suck, and we still rock your shit up, hardcore.
-Andy Hel
P.S. Don't take this shit too seriously.
P.P.S. We have a bass player now and stuff...
