Hey Glenda would like to do our demo/album cover. Shes a photographer too, so she can do the band pics. Let me know about it. Hey you shut up right now you weird person. Don't let me catch you cooking that bacon in my domain! Don't you know that cholesterol is bad for the brain, it makes you all sluggish and stuff. Yeah I heard that decapitiated cows make the sweetest of milk substance. On a rainy day like today, it feels as if we're in seattle. What beautiful thoughts are you talking about now, you skitzo, freak, prick. How you like dem apples! Don't get me going, yeah you better lay off man. Im trying to decide if I want my mohawk back, but then I may be mistaken as one of those punk kids, and I'm just not like that at all.
After THE dfx's first official band practice, we all decided to pile into my car and partake of some Denny's cuisine. Halfway there, my muffler fell off. We pulled over, surveyed the situation, and solved the problem by tying the muffler back up with one of the leather cords that threads the eyelets on the side of a leather jacket.
A few friends and I went out to the Marine Corp Lodge in Pekin to see Broadzilla play. Needless to say, Broadzilla kicked much ass, but the rest of the show served to remind me of how long I've been out of the scene. Every band before Broadzilla was the same. All they played was that new mainstream hardcore shit, and every singer sounded like the lead singer of Pantera. The crowd consisted of a bunch of jocks running around without shirts trying to act tough. The mosh pit, if that's indeed what it was, was about six guys that were just getting running starts and bumping into each other. When they weren't bumping into each other, they were standing around with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I think my IQ dropped several points just from having to witness their stupidity. Had it not been for Broadzilla, I think I would have rather used my three dollars to pay someone to give me a swift kick in the nuts.. it probably would have been less painful in the long run.
When most people think of a roadie, they think of a guy who carries equipment and helps the band set up. However, the true definition of a roadie is as follows: a friend of the band who doesn't want to pay to get into the show, so they show up at the same time as the band, blend in with the band members, and pretends to be helping the band with the equipment so they can get in for free.
Hey, I don't get paid until Fri., so thats why I couldn't make it to last band practice, no gas money for the punk kid. Now that I got a job, I can definitely make it to band practice. Did you figure out anything on the 4 track so we can do some cool rocking songs for a demo? Is Nic getting the bass lines down okay? Do you like fried chicken on occassion? Does McDonalds food offend you too? What is the exact measurement of a great white shark? Thought I'd raise a few questions that pertain to the conspiracy. Oh yeah, hey we have to change the name of the victims, c,mon everybodys doing it. Seriously, thats too cliche for a typical punk band, and we are far from being a stereotypical punk band, we have good ol' rock n roll songies, so I think we can accomadate a better name than the victims don't you think, something that fits us to a tee off. Four, watch out, you hit me with that ball and I'll show you buddy! So how life treating everyone tonight, hope all is well with this fine global warming we're having. Hay what, hays for horses man, and don't you ever forget that or I'll have to give you the boot. Nothing like violence and aggression to get your point across right kiddies, cause they just won't take you seriously unless you beat them up, haha. How do you like that man, I'll keep punching, I'll keep kicking, I'll keep choking, I'll keep bringing you down to the concrete slab, and make you bleed more and more, okay so whats with that nice hot humid weather we've been having, I'm telling ya theres something real wrong going on here, I don't know quite yet what it is, but I know somethings gonna happen if you know what I mean, and speaking of mean, why are people so mean today, what are they so angry about, are they thinking we are gonna take over with punk ways of life is that the big complaint here, if you ask me, I say eat more red meat that'll get ya going for a good day or two. Well anyways, I'm gonna figure out if I can schedule another show and talk to Tom Lane to set us up with a few shows, is that alright, or should we wait? Oh yeah, that Terry lady at the VFW hall won't let us play there, since we couldn't play the show, she said she told all these people and they showed up and the whole situation was sour, so shes not too happy with us. Even an apology wouldn't make up for what happened. That would've been a perfect time to show all types of people from young to old what we sounded like and get a reaction to find out what they thought of us. Well gotta go!
