so once again my "weekend" has come and gone.... if you could call it that really. it was only one day off. sunday sunday sunday. even if i woulda picked saturday it still woulda been sunday. i still would have slept in one day, then had to get up for work that next morning. can't wait for this game to get over.
so saturday night Strapping Yount Lad was playing in ventura with some other suppoed metal and black metal bands. we got thre an hour late, wit hthe assumption that the show was no more than $12 tops. it took over an hour to get htere mind you, so when the doorguy said "$20" we just sort of sunmitted, thinking "ah, it'll be a good show." ohhh, was i wrong. SYL did'nt go on for about 3 more hours, and it was a showcase of the WORST local bands i'd ever seen. EVER. their drummers couldn't keep a beat, their music was either nu-metaly, or waaay simplictic, their frontmen either couldn't sing, or said "fuck" wayyy too often, and you could feel the bro vibe from the back of the room. ventura is full of trashy motherfuckers with no taste. yea, wear sea foam freen flip flops with a black spaghetti strap dress and a pyramid row belt over the top, it really accentuates the gut. nice mullet, gold chain, and glasses, go mosh you chubby 37 yr old rocker. blah. so SYL was brutal when they finally came on (the music that is, i really could have done without the frontman, he was obnoxious as hell, but i guess that's their whole thing, annoying canadian band...) their driummer was amazing! he'd be doing a blas beat, then twirl the stick and hit the symbol after he caught it. amazing. buuuuuut, NOT worth $20, or the drive, or suffering through the openers, OORRR missing Bang.
wentt o 80-deuce last night, it was really strange, i never feel like dancing there, i just stood outside most of the night and talked about random ass shit, like american gladiators. then one of the owners ended up playing the misfits for me, then punk the whole rest of the night, and the dance floor just turned into this weird moshy-drunken sing along. it was weird, and beautiful. never thought i'd hear holiday in cambodia at a club.
finally got more squash air freshener for my car, .....and my friend's whole house. oh yes, it comes in a spray bottle now too. amazing.
so that's about it for me, nothing real noteable, a lot of wrestling as usualy, (i'm just weaiting for one of us to go through the glass top end table) eating like a fat bastard, and listening to black metal in bad..........
so saturday night Strapping Yount Lad was playing in ventura with some other suppoed metal and black metal bands. we got thre an hour late, wit hthe assumption that the show was no more than $12 tops. it took over an hour to get htere mind you, so when the doorguy said "$20" we just sort of sunmitted, thinking "ah, it'll be a good show." ohhh, was i wrong. SYL did'nt go on for about 3 more hours, and it was a showcase of the WORST local bands i'd ever seen. EVER. their drummers couldn't keep a beat, their music was either nu-metaly, or waaay simplictic, their frontmen either couldn't sing, or said "fuck" wayyy too often, and you could feel the bro vibe from the back of the room. ventura is full of trashy motherfuckers with no taste. yea, wear sea foam freen flip flops with a black spaghetti strap dress and a pyramid row belt over the top, it really accentuates the gut. nice mullet, gold chain, and glasses, go mosh you chubby 37 yr old rocker. blah. so SYL was brutal when they finally came on (the music that is, i really could have done without the frontman, he was obnoxious as hell, but i guess that's their whole thing, annoying canadian band...) their driummer was amazing! he'd be doing a blas beat, then twirl the stick and hit the symbol after he caught it. amazing. buuuuuut, NOT worth $20, or the drive, or suffering through the openers, OORRR missing Bang.
wentt o 80-deuce last night, it was really strange, i never feel like dancing there, i just stood outside most of the night and talked about random ass shit, like american gladiators. then one of the owners ended up playing the misfits for me, then punk the whole rest of the night, and the dance floor just turned into this weird moshy-drunken sing along. it was weird, and beautiful. never thought i'd hear holiday in cambodia at a club.
finally got more squash air freshener for my car, .....and my friend's whole house. oh yes, it comes in a spray bottle now too. amazing.
so that's about it for me, nothing real noteable, a lot of wrestling as usualy, (i'm just weaiting for one of us to go through the glass top end table) eating like a fat bastard, and listening to black metal in bad..........
I think that Holiday in Cambodia is one of the most danceable DK songs, I think I've heard it at the bar once too, so great.
Where do you guys get these crazy air fresheners....oh America!
[Edited on Sep 16, 2003]